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Ch. 1 Finding home
Regina Mills Mayor of Storybrooke Looked at the licensing permit on her desk. This Swan women was new to town and Regina had yet to meet her. She had just purchased the old storehouse for the paper mill at the edge of town. It'd been empty for almost 10 years after the mill went out of business. Reading over the permit request it seemed the women intended to turn it into a gym. She mused on the idea, There was enough space for sure but she decided she wanted to meet with this Miss Swan in person and find out what her long term plans were. Straightening out the papers in her manicured hands and placing them into her leather briefcase she stood up from her desk. Smoothing out the non existent wrinkles in her skirt wrapping her black pea coat around her body and trying her dark blue scarf around her neck she quickly traded out her Prada pumps for a pair of high heeled boots and head to granny's for dinner in favor of spending the evening dining alone in her home. Her last thought before she turned out the lights of her office was how she longed to have something or rather someone worth leaving it come home to.
Meanwhile
"Alright bud this room is going to be the yoga room so we're gonna need a nice calming color I'm thinking turquoise blue what do you think" she said to the small boy sitting in the pack and play of the run down building. He laughed and clapped his hands together babbling excitedly. "Turquoise it is!" The women declared "Geez kid who would have thought you'd be such and expert on interior design." With a pause the woman looks around at the run down shabby building. The wood floors were scuffed beyond belief. The windows were boarded up and the some were broken. The upstairs office wasn't much better but at least she was able to set them up their relatively comfortably. It was cheaper than staying at the bed and breakfast till they were ready to open and considering she was able to purchase the place for next to nothing she wasn't gonna complain.
Neal's father and Rumple and his wife Bell always had a soft spot for the mother of their grandchild. Emma didn't like going to anyone for anything. But Neal's drinking got worse progressing into a drug addiction and culminating with his arrest for stealing a large amount of watches to pay for his habit. Emma was furious here she was busting her ass 60 hours a week at a dead end waitress job while taking night classes at the community college to earn a fitness degree. All while her boyfriend who was suppose to be looking for a job was out getting drunk and high.
Upon visiting him jail Emma told him that their relationship was over. Neal begged said that he was getting clean and that his time in jail had opened his eyes to his mistakes. She looked at him sadly before saying that it wasn't just him and her anymore that she was pregnant and would soon have a child to think about he would need stability and a home. Neal's eyes brimming with tears looked at her and agreed. Their son would have to come first Neal acknowledged that wouldn't be able to be much a parent while locked up in jail and so he signed away his rights and told Emma to find someone who could give her and their son the love and future they deserved.
1 month later Emma was woken by a knock at her door where a nicely dressed business man and his wife stood they introduced themselves as the golds and explained that they were Neal's father and stepmother. The told her Neal had written to them from prison and explained everything asking them to help care for Emma and his son even though he signed away his rights. They told Emma that the jail had called them last night to inform them that Neal had been killed in a gang attack. Saying that it was discovered he'd made enemies of the drug lord pan and that pan had placed a hit on him in jail. They intended to honor Neal's request and told Emma that when she was ready they'd help her move to their hometown of Storybrooke. With many tears the 3 of them spent the next week making funeral arrangements and getting to know each other Emma accompanied them to Storybrooke for the funeral.
5 months later having completed her 2 year associate fitness degree (doing so without any student debt through various scholarships and a grant) and given birth to a beautiful baby boy now 5 months old name Henry Neal Swan, Emma packed packed up her yellow Volkswagen bug and headed to Storybrooke. Rumple and Bell were right it was the best place to raise Henry here he would have a family, a good school stability all things a child needed and all things she lacked growing up in the foster system. With Rumple owning most of the town Emma was able to take the 100,000 dollars she'd saved and by the storehouse from Rumple who was willing to just give the building to Emma as he had no use for it. Emma insisted however that she would pay her way and so after reaching of a deal of 60,000 dollars for the building with the additional 40,000 going to repairs and equipment. (What Emma didn't know was the rumple had taken the money and put it into a college fund for Henry)
Now with Henry's first birthday birthday approaching and the gym about 6 months away from its opening date things were looking up. Gathering her little ball of sunshine in her arms she held him close and breathed in his sweet baby scent this was her greatest achievement of all. Her stomach rumbled at that moment and with a laugh she held the boy in the air and asked well sunshine how about some dinner the little boy babbled in response and so emma, after changing his overall clad diaper, wrapped him up in his little blue jacket hat and scarf. Before loading him into the forward facing stroller so he could look around him. She slipped back into her knee high lace up boots before putting on her black leather jacket and blue beanie and scarf. Braced against the chilly October air emma began the walk into town towards grannies dinner telling Henry as they went the story of the ugly duckling. A lost baby swan who had found its way home.
