Summary: James remebers! But will his endless pursing of Mary Margaret cause the agony inside her to turn into a raging wild fire? Or will her innocent, kind hearted nature fall prisoner to his "Charming" Nature. (I am all for Snowing! But I will make them face some speed bumps :D :D Considering i'm twelve, I hope you enjoy!)
CHAPTER 1: MEMORIES
A breath of ragged air escaped his mouth, luckily it didn't wake his wife but it certainly woke him. He was hit with them all at once.
"My Charming," She breathed, her soft hand gently carresing his face as he watched her slowly. He was hers and she was his, finally.
"Snow! I know you're out there!" His voice echoed through the empty forest and he was hit from above with a pebble. "Ow!" He looked up to see a smug yet adoring smile on her face. "Hey, Charming" She laughed.
"I'm pregnant" Was all she said before a silence was bestowed upon them. She twirled her ring around her finger, obviously flustered and worried. A charming grin split across his face and he picked her up and twirled her around. At last he set her down, barely inches from his face. "You're not mad?" Snow whispered. "Mad?!
I'm overjoyed!" She smiled and leaned into his welcoming embrace, releasing a breath she didn't know she'd been holding.
"We'll never know if we don't try" She stated simply, taking the ring out of his grasp and slipping it onto her finger. She lifted it up, the sun's rays bouncing off it, giving her a look of sophisticated elegance and grace.
"Not your style?" James questioned.
"Definitely not my style" She agreed, removing the ring from her finger and dropping it back into his open palm.
"Just remember.." She didn't let him finish as she cut in, reciting his words from when they had first met "You'll find me?" She said. "Always"
What the hell was he doing?!. He couldn't waste another second here. But then he felt the warmth of a body next to him. He felt the urge to say Snow but he knew it wasn't her. Kathyrn Nolan, his supposedly "Wife". Regina, that evil bitch had put Abigail through this again except this time she actually had feelings for him, well "Fake" feelings for him. And then another dreaded thought hit him. He had left Sn.. Mary Margaret, he would have to get used to using these names, for Kathyrn. He wanted to hit himself over and over but the rational part of his mind told him that at the time, he was just doing what he thought was right. So the first things first, he thought to himself, I need a divorce, Now.
*The next morning*
Mary Magaret sat alone at a booth in Granny's dejectedly stirring her hot chocolate, making it so that the cinnamon disappeared beneath the surface layer of cocoa.
It was 7:15 AM and she was trying so hard to avoid David at all costs so she had seated herself in a concealed booth at the back of the dinner in case he came in. She knew she was being irrational but she couldn't help it. The thought of him with Kathyrn displeased her in a way she couldn't quite describe to herself. Even with her emotions mixed and tattered, she couldn't help but feel possesive over David for some crazy, unexplainable reason. The door to Granny's opened and the bell chimed,
signaling that someone had entered. Mary turned her head and quickly shot back down once she caught a glimpse of his face. It was David. He looked in every booth as if he were searching for something, or someone, untill he finally spotted Mary, no matter how hard she tried to hide.
"Sn... Mary Margaret" He called, reaching her booth in seconds. She hung her head low and sunk down onto the table.
"What do you want David?" She sighed, barely lifting her eyes to meet his.
"I'm getting a divorce" She froze. Again, for some unknown reason she felt pleased when he said that but she knew that even if she wanted, she could not let herself get sucked back in.
"That's awful" She stated simply, standing up and walking towards the door of the diner. She heard him follow behind her and out into the streets.
"Mary Margaret, wait" He caught her arm lightly.
"Why David? Why? So you can try and take me back. I don't think so, you screwed up your chance the first time when you chose 'Kathyrn'" Her voice scowled over Kathyrn's name and she stopped, suprised by her sudden outbreak.
"Why would you even divorce her, David. You obviously love her" Mary said, already bored with the situation.
"No. I love you"