A short once upon a time fic I wrote. I don't own the characters or the series. I know there are some stories out there, that are similar, but I wanted to write one too. Note: English is not my first language and I apologize for any mistakes. This is my first fanfic, so I am not experienced. Comments reviews and constructive criticism is much appreciated.
Emma:
It was actually quite a calm day. With the charmings all living under the same roof, Snow had demanded they did some family bonding. So here they were. Sitting at the table, eating lunch, and having a calm conversation, as a family. They'd been talking for about fifteen minutes, when a slight knock on the door interrupted them. "Excuse me, does Emma Swan live here?" a male voice asked. She should have recognized the voice, should have known who it was, but regrettably her mind was elsewhere, as she opened the door. She was opening Pandora's Box, unleashing all kinds of hell, and she didn't even realize until it was too late. At that moment, one word occupied her mind: Shit
Henry:
Emma opened the door, and in a nanosecond the calm atmosphere in the room turned very, very cold. "Who is it?" snow asked. Emma looked briefly at her, but didn't answer. Her expression gave her away though, and the question got changed to "what's wrong?" Charming instantly stood up, and walked closer to her. "Henry, please go to your room." Emma whispered, only just loud enough for him to hear. "Mom? What's going on?" he asked. He had never seen her mom look so scared or hurt. "Just go please" she pleaded keeping her focus on the person, standing in the doorway. Henry did as she said, though as he walked to his room, he caught a glimpse of a tan, brown-haired man, looking very apologetic. Why was she afraid of that man, and who was he? The questions spun around in his head as he closed the door behind him.
Emma:
Why had he come here? How did he know where she lived? What should she do? Emma didn't know the answer to any of these questions, and as her parents walked closer to her, trying to protect her all she could do was stare, and try not to show him that she was scared. All of the pain, suffering and heartbreak from eleven years ago washed over her, like a giant wave of sadness. "Neal" she muttered as she stared into his deep hazel eyes.