Set Before The Curse is broken in Storybrooke:
The Little Mermaid:
It was a chilly morning as Evelyn sat on her father's fishing boat, she watched as each breath was exhaled whispery vapors danced in the light. She drummed her slender fingers on the prow of the boat, wondering when her father would tell her she could set sail and search the nets that surrounded Storybrooke.
The ocean had always kept her heart in its clutches. She cared not for the land but yearned to set herself free amongst the salty waves and gentle foam. It lapped against the boat, lulling her into dreams and desires that might one day be hers. She, like her older sisters still lived at home with their father, their mother died so many years ago Evelyn couldn't even remember her face anymore.
Her father was forever telling her that she alone looked like her mother, more so then her sisters did. With her long red hair that rippled down her back in waves, and her sparkling green eyes that hid her secrets so well. Small and petite her father had forbidden her to work on the fishing boat with her brothers-in-law, but she had finally persuaded him a few months ago. She didn't know how she had talked him into it, but remembered that it was around the same time that the Town Square clock had begun working again.
She bent down and trailed her fingers through the dark, mirrored waters watching the swirls and patterns she was able to make. Glancing up she saw the new Sheriff walking along the waters edge with Henry, the Mayors son. Henry was jumping up and down, clearly trying to talk The Sheriff into something. Evelyn laughed and dropped her gaze back towards the water. For a moment she thought she saw a flicker of someone's face peering back up at her.
For a brief second she thought she saw a man gazing back at her, then she heard a voice yelling, the Sheriff was standing at the waters edge trying to pull her boots off, while Henry was staring out across the water. Evelyn turned and looked out towards sea, spotting a boat that was still moving swiftly across the water. A few feet away was a dog paddling around someone who was flailing about, trying to keep their head above water. She watched as the person stopped waving their arms and slowly began to sink into the sea.
In that moment her heart stopped, she didn't think as she stood up, ran to the stern of her fathers boat and gracefully dove into the chilly waters. It took her breath away, but she didn't mind it, quickly, as quickly as a fish some might say she swam towards the dog who was still searching for whomever had been with him. In less then a minute she was beside the dog, it was fluffy and white and whimpering as it watched Evelyn dive under the water, searching for its person.
Evelyn saw a man floating just beneath the waves, he wasn't moving, on his head was a small gash. She grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the surface. In the water he didn't feel as heavy as he most likely was. Noting the muscles ripple as she pulled him towards the beach. Towards the Sheriff and Henry. The dog followed quickly behind, overtaking Evelyn and making it to the beach first. It found its way to Henry who threw his arms around the sopping dog.
The Sheriff, a beautiful young woman with silky golden hair that fell past her shoulders ran into the ocean to help Evelyn pull the man onto the wet beach. Evelyn pushed her red hair out of her eyes and began to administer CPR as the Sheriff pressed a small cloth on his head. In a matter of moments the man began coughing, Evelyn pushed him onto his side, letting him cough up all of the briny water he had ingested. Then helped him to lay back down.
He was so handsome with short black hair and stunning blue eyes that locked onto Evelyn's face.