A/N:So, the lack of Gremma fics in this fandon is such a sad thing that it even prompt me to try to write there is a reason that I don´t write fanfic anymore since my high school days but I do have time at the moment since my semester in uni won´t start till november(It was supposed to start at the end of august but long story short the school decided to start in middle november).

Basically,it´s more than a one-short but I really don´t think that I´ll write more then 10 chapthers,it´s also season 2 spoiler-free in the sense that when I had the idea it was still july and we didn´t have that many OUAT spoilers anyway.

This story is un-beta since I don´t really have a beta so had to do all the editing(and english isn´t my first language so there´s bound to be some errors I guess).Of course,if for some crazy reason someone wants to beta this please send me a message!

It was first posted on Tumblr,by the I would really love to hear your thoughts in this so be so kind and leave a review,ok?The song used in this chapther is Happy Ending by Mika.

I don´t own OUAT.

Prologue

Two o'clock in the morning,
Someone's on my mind,
Can't get no rest,
Keep walking around,

If I pretend that nothing ever went wrong,
I can get to my sleep I can dream now and just carry on?

Most girls grow up believing in the Tooth Fairy, writing letters to Santa and waiting for their Prince Charming. Those are the little girls that watched the Disney movies, had the fairytales read to them as bed time stories and dressed themselves as princesses at least once on Halloween. Emma Swan was never one of those girls.

There are the kids who lost themselves in books to forget the awful reality they live in. Those are the kids who lived between wizards and witches, elves, fairies, gnomes, intergalactic travelers, superheroes, werewolves, vampires and aliens. Emma Swan was never one of those kids.

She lived in reality, for more painful that it was, without wishing on stars or imagining different worlds. She never believed in magic or happy endings or wait awake at night waiting for an old bearded man in red with presents for the good kids.

And in the end, the child who accepted her place in this world and never imagined something out of this realm was the one who didn´t belong in it. The child, who truly was a princess, and not any princess but the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, was also the only one able to break a powerful curse because she was magic herself.

It´s ironic and also a little bit sad because maybe if the savior liked to read books, even if just a little, or had believed in magic during her childhood she would accept the reality of the curse sooner.

"You´re gonna bring back the happy endings!"- That was what her son had said. Henry might have been right about the curse but he was wrong about her bringing the happy endings back. It´s true that everyone in town now remember who they are and that families were brought back together (She has a family now. And it´s complicated and confusing and just honest-to-God fucked-up but it´s still her family. They exist and they love her.) But that still doesn´t mean that Emma brought back the happy endings. Because there´s someone missing the celebration for the break of the curse.

And the sad thing is she waited for someone to realize it. During three days after the purple smoke rolled into town and Regina apparently disappear with it she waited for someone, for anyone, to show up and question her why she didn´t saved him. But no one did. Emma watched as loved ones and families were reunited (Kathr- Abigail and Frederick had a reunion like one see in the movies with spinning around and a long kiss with tears of joy) all the time in the most different places being in front of Mr. Gold´s(Rumplestinskin, that is his name. His real name for more absurd that it sounds.)Shop, in the pharmacy, on the middle of the avenue and even in the church.

So that´s why on the third day after the curse was broken, Emma Swan found herself locked in the sheriff station at night reading Henry´s book. If asked she could say she was gathering information, it was common knowledge that the Evil Queen wouldn´t go down without a fight and knowledge is power after all. Emma could also say that she chose the station because being in Mary Marg- Snow´s apartment was not only awkward but crowded with the four Charming family´s members living there. But it would not be the truth.

She found what she was looking for in her mother´s story. The drawing of the Huntsman was a little alike but it was the passage that said that his companion was a wolf, a wolf with one red eye, which caught her attention. The wolf that was responsible for her crashing in the Storybrooke´s signal and that she last saw it in a cemetery.

The Huntsman. That was Graham´s counterpart in the Fairy Tale Land. It was oddly fitting in a sad tragic way. The man who had give up his heart to spare Snow White´s one( a woman that he had meet only once in his entire life so far but that he feels didn´t deserve to die.) was the one who end up stealing her daughter´s heart.

And in the quiet and darkness of the sheriff´s station, Emma could admit, even if just for herself and not aloud, that she had fallen in love with him. And that he was murdered.

The Queen had crushed his heart when Graham chose her. Emma knew that now. It had been weird for a healthy guy´s heart stop so suddenly but the autopsy said that it was a heart attack and at the time which other explanation could have?

"You don´t play with the curse." Her son´s voice reaches her and she remembers how at the time she didn´t want to consider that possibility. It was not that she thought Regina incapable of murder but Emma couldn´t think that she had a hand on the sheriff´s death because otherwise she didn´t knew what she was capable of doing to the mayor.

And maybe it was better that Regina had disappeared when she had otherwise Emma didn´t think she would be able of not murdering her (And God, Henry was right again. It was so difficult to be good!), turning that organ that should be the Queen´s heart, but that Emma was sure was stone, into dust.

/-\

When she closes the book after reading how Graham had insured her existence yet again by helping her father escape the Queen´s castle she noticed that she had been in the station for close to four hours now. She still hadn´t read all of the Huntsman´s story, Emma was quite sure that he helped her parents more than two times, but it was late and her cell phone already had eight messages(Two from Henry, four from Snow, one from James and one extremely awkward and wince-induced from Aug- Pinocchio) and her tears had finally stopped.

But she wasn´t ready to leave yet. Making a quick decision she grabs the black leather jacket-and here she stopped for a moment feeling its texture and remembering Gold´s insistence for her to take it- she puts on herself. After reading about Belle and chipped teacups she felt a kinship for Rumplestinskin that she didn´t thought possible before. And no small amount of envious as well, Belle is alive and Graham isn´t. It´s not that she wishes the girl to be dead but Mr. Gold thought that she was dead, he mourned her and in the end he got her back. He got his happy ending along the rest of the residents of this once cursed town.

It´s already quite dark outside but it´s not so late and she needs to clear her mind before going back to the cramped loft and be forced to deal with more feelings. She had always wanted a family and now she has one but she´s not used to it. It´s plain awkward most of the time without counting the whole fairytale factor and the fact that her parents are practically the same age as her.

So she decides to do organize the sheriff´s station a little (and try not to think of how cleaning is what Mary Margaret used to do when she attempted to calm herself) just to control her emotions. Emma´s plan backfired in a horrible way when she found an envelope and opened. Because what was inside was a letter. A letter that begin with Dear Emma in a handwrite that she hadn´t see in a long time but could never forget. Graham´s handwrite.

When she comes to the "my great wish" part the tears come back. Emma thought that after reading Henry´s book she had shed all the possible tears but she was proven wrong. Again. She wanted to hate Graham for all the pain he keep causing her but then the blonde remembers that he didn´t want to die, he didn´t chose to leave her, that it was out of his control. At times like this a tiny voice in her head that sound suspiciously like Mary Margaret (her best friend Mary Margaret not her mother Snow White who is at the same time so alike and so different than the school teacher) whispers that she could never hate Graham.

In the end, all the pain and suffer of her life can be traced back to one person: The Evil Queen. Why she took so long to believe that Regina was an evil witch is still beyond her even if it hurts her heart to think that a woman like that was the one that raised her son, she should notice sooner. It´s than that she reads the signature at the bottom(Yours, Graham)and Emma spares Regina only one more fleeting thought(That killing her would be too kind. The mayor needs to suffer .A LOT) before her mind starts to replay all her moments with Graham and try to guess when he writed that letter.

It was during the time she was avoiding him? Or it was when they start to became friends over paper work, drinks at Granny´s and eating take out in the station? It couldn´t be before she was even made his deputy, right? Although if she had to admit there had always been something between then since that first conversation outside Regina´s house. If it was anyone else leaning against her bug and stopping her from effectively run away Emma wouldn´t have start chatting(I´m Graham by the way. Emma).

Thinking about that night makes her realize that their banter-slight-flirting-thing had also always been there from the very start and it was so natural that she only noticed when her roommate told her that it was obvious that she had feelings for her boss. Emma didn´t get involved with bosses or involved man anymore but the sheriff was different and she did get more than just involved with him. She felt for him even if the admission only came at the least minute.

While reading the letter Emma Swan sat down again in the chair and before she noticed she end up falling sleep wrapped up on Graham´s jacket, holding his letter in one hand and with a tear striked face. And when she wakes up…well, that´s when our story begins.