Hi, so here is another OUAT Story again this is a little plot bunny I thought of when re-watching Season 2. Unlike my other stories including the other one published with this, this one is not a long one and will instead be ten chapters. This story also only deals with the Emma scenes in the Enchanted Forest and nothing to do with Storybrooke as I want my focus to be the Daddy Charming part of this story.
Disclaimer-Nothing is mine.
Also spelling and grammar is not my strongest suit so therefore any inaccuracies and I apologise.
Nothing is mine please read and review and let me know what you think.
Unguarded Moments.
In which David is the one who falls through a portal with Emma in Season 2. Au Daddy Charming. Just Emma's scenes in the first half of Season 2.
Chapter 1-If Tomorrow Never Comes.
In which Emma tried to hide her feelings towards her parents and she and David fall down the rabbit hole.
If tomorrow never came, Emma Swan would not be happy. She had already been through enough today and if this turned into some sort of magical day where everything was repeated then she was going to commit murder. Because today had already been hard enough without the added bonus of the curse being broken.
Henry had died .
There was no getting around it. Emma had watched her son's lifeless body. It was the first time since coming to Storybrooke she could admit to herself now (now that Henry was alive) that she could have possibly emphasised with Regina. The Evil Queen might be the cause of all of this pain and suffering but Emma had known in her own disturbing way at least until she had shown up-the older woman had loved Henry and had felt the same pain Emma had felt when they had seen his body.
And then the baby that she had given up had come back to life by the strongest type of magic there was in the world.
Love.
True love.
Sounded like something out of Harry Potter to Emma but she wasn't going to start complaining now.
Well, not about Henry being alive.
But she sure as shit was screaming and shouting in her head.
Because Henry had been right and there had been a curse and her roommate was her mother and the man that she had, had an affair with (whom Emma had decidedly not liked at all in the last few months) was her father.
She needed a drink. Like a really strong drink.
Neal had made really strong drinks.
Oh she wasn't going down that road today. That was for another day in the future.
Hopefully never.
Instead Emma forced herself to take a deep breath. Night had fallen across Storybrooke. The town was a mess, children who had woken up this morning with a name and an identity and a family they had known for twenty-eight years were now confused and missing in some cases fearing their parents or Regina or the custody battles coming. Her parents had spent most of the day sneaking glances out of the corner of their eyes at her whenever she wasn't really looking in their direction and she was willing to bet that she would be the topic of discussion between the two of them for a long time.
Henry was with Ruby but looking back Emma wasn't sure if that was such a good move in itself. Her mother might think that Ruby had her powers of wolf-shifting under control but Emma didn't think she could live through another trip to the hospital so soon. Instead she decided to turn back to the matter at hand, the dark wraith thing that Gold (who was now the most powerful practitioner of magic that had ever lived—that had caused Regina to snort—according to her parents) had conjured to take Regina's soul. Emma wouldn't have cared if it wasn't for the fact that Henry did and that was enough for her.
She remembered her father's (oh God!) comment about how Regina was the one who had the problem not her and gritted her teeth. If David had a problem with her choices in life and one of them being to help Regina then that was his problem and not hers. She had enough to deal with without being judged by a man who had only remembered he was her father since this afternoon and had caused her both grief and anger over the last few months. If he didn't like it he could go, she told herself sternly. She wouldn't mind at all. Emma Swan had survived twenty-eight years without her parents she wasn't going to fall apart now she had them. In fact she was too angry to fall apart.
Just don't ask her who she was angry at.
She gave the hat to Regina making a mental note to apologise to Jefferson when she saw him (because she had thought he was mad before but now…well…) and the dark haired woman took it. Something crackled in the air around them. Emma could feel it but she wasn't sure if anyone else could.
If felt (dare she say it?) like magic.
Regina began spinning the hat which moved like a life of it's own as the door to the Town Hall slammed open and the dark soul sucker flew into the room looking for the one woman who it had been summoned to kill.
Emma made another mental note to rake Gold over the coals for this.
It had been going alright she thought dodging another blow. She didn't want to admit it but they could do with the Evil Queen's magic coming to out right about now because there was only so much hairspray and fire could work when guns and bullets couldn't. She had managed to get the wrath near the hat long enough for the magic to stark sucking it into the velvet darkness that was this other realm trapped inside.
Actually it was pretty cool she had to admit taking a second to breath.
That was all she got. A second.
Because the wrath thing was not going to go quietly it seemed. Emma felt it's darkness reached out and grab her. Was it her imagination or was it real—that her skin turned cold when it touched her and panic set in for the first time since the curse had been broken.
And then the thing for lack of a better word, yanked at her and she was falling into the blackness with it the magic around her compressing her until every bone in her body hurt and she hit something heavy. Whatever it was it knocked her out immediately.
Her last conscious thought was of her son.
Emma was alive.
Emma was alive.
Emma was alive.
It kept repeating over his head time and time again as if he couldn't believe it. His daughter, his little baby girl was alive. It was still something he could not get his brain around. With both David Nolan's memories and his own he found he could not reconcile his memories of that tiny baby to the grown up, golden haired woman who had until recently looked at him as if he was a type of pond scum.
But she was alive and he found that he wouldn't mind her looking at him like that if it meant that she was alive. If she never wanted a father that was ok too. She was alive.
All he had known before he had died the first time was that she had gone. All he had, had in that moment was his hope and that had not been much he could remember now when there had been so much darkness around what should have been the happiest moments of his and Snow's lives as a married couple. The kingdom had been at peace for a time, they had been married, expecting a child.
And in the space of an hour, that woman, had taken it from him.
Was it so wrong if he wanted that wraith thing to succeed? Regina had taken everything from him and was acting like she had been the one hard done by.
But letting Regina die would be admitting that he was a different man than he had been. Granted he had been the one pushing for her death a long time ago but he had regretted it as soon as his wife had pointed it out to him. He had regretted many things after he had done them he could remember now.
David took a deep breath looking around. If it hadn't been for his grandson then he wouldn't be here. He could admit that much to himself even as Emma handed Regina the hat. Somewhere down the line Regina had been a good mother to Emma's son. She might have almost killed him but David knew the troubles had started when he had woken up, when Henry had brought Emma to town and Storybrooke had become infected with the magic it had been starving for.
His daughter was alive. He could deal with this and then Regina and then they could start with a plan that would stop the town from cascading into complete panic. The good news was that they had an opening. Regina's magic was still not back yet and while Rumplestilskin did have his back the presence of the woman lurking in the back room and that comment he had once made about how he had, had a flicker of light in an ocean of darkness might buy them even more time to deal with the two of them. How he didn't know but that was tomorrow's problem.
If it ever came.
The wraith came looking for Regina who had finally (with Emma's help) got that damned Hat spinning. The portal was growing wild and strong and with some help from him and his wife it was slowly going towards the mass sucking it in to an eternal darkness. Victory was on the tip of his tongue and then he thought his stomach curdling with anger at the sight of the wild, blazing look on his worst enemies face-they could deal with Regina once and for all.
And that was promptly the moment where it all went to shit.
The tendrils of darkness reached out and snagged around Emma's leg. Emma swore her eyes wide with panic and the magic around them made the whole building quake in something that made Regina look up in surprise. But David didn't have time to wonder what kind of nefarious plan that woman was plotting now. He had bigger things to worry about.
It wasn't even something he thought about. It was an instinct, long left dormant and slacking inside of him now rearing his head. The beast inside of him screaming and howling to get to his daughter before this soul sucking monster took her away from him. One evil thing had taken away his child once before but there had been the hope that they could have found her again. That she was safe.
There was no such luxury now.
Snow was screaming much like she had done in childbirth when they had known the end was coming but there was nothing that they could do to stop it. But David knew one thing both as father and prince. He might not be able to stop this again but he would damned if he was going to let Emma go without a fight.
He was moving without realising that he was doing it, shouting that he would not lose his daughter again. He could hear Snow screaming with him but he felt like telling her to stay. His wife was one of the few people who understood what Regina was thinking and someone had to be there to stop the woman from getting her hands on Henry. Regina might not have magic now but she would soon of that he was sure off and someone had to keep the town from imploding in the meantime. That someone had to be his wife.
But then David Nolan, Prince Charming, the father of Emma Swan was falling through the darkness after his daughter to who-knows-where. He saw through the darkness (or perhaps through the terror he was feeling he had imagined it) a flash of blonde and he tried to keep it in his line of sight but it was gone.
He crashed down landing next to something and before he fell into unconsciousness he saw Emma much the same her eyes closed next to him. He reached out though it seemed to cost him super-human effort and wrapped one arm around her hand.
He had done it. He was with his daughter. He could hear someone approaching and even a woman screaming though that might be Snow in his head for all he knew.
The last thing David Nolan remembered before unconsciousness took him was that when he woke up he could finally, after twenty eight years start being a father.
In hindsight that might have been slightly naïve of him.
And there it is, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter. I do plan to update regularly but with work and uni that might be a bit difficult so please keep that in mind.
Next Chapter-Emma and David are held hostage at the bottom of a dark pit. Emma does some thinking and they meet a curious woman with an agenda.