AN: This is my first fanfic and I'm a terrible writter to begin with so I know this is really bad but my friend convinced my to post this so YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED...
Summary: Neal refuses to leave Emma so August puts him under a sleeping curse. He ends up in a "coma" in the hospital where Henry is born. His only hope of waking up is if Emma gives him true loves kiss
Prologue:
Neal POV
This damn puppet was trying to get me to leave Emma! Who does he think he is to say what's best for her? "I won't leave her." "Well, then you leave me no choice." He came towards me but didn't try to pin me to the ground like I expected. I felt a prick on my shoulder. I looked at August who was holding what seemed to be a normal sewing needle, except we both knew it wasn't. "What the he-" my eyelids grew heavy and I felt myself falling but couldn't stop it. I was falling asleep uncontrollably. I knew what this was. August put me under a sleeping curse
I was in a room. It was small and dark and there were mirrors everywhere. There was a single torch on the wall which I grabbed. With the light I could see there was nothing in the room. I thought back to my days in the enchanted forest. People have talked about sleeping curses all the time. They were in almost every story told. I remembered hearing they send you to a sort of dream realm where you're alone with your thoughts forever- or untill your true love wakes you up. I knew, without a doubt, Emma is my true love, but who knows if she thought the same or if she would even find me. At this point she probably thinks I took off without her. And if she somehow found me, she would have to kiss me. There were to many variables. I was probably going to be stuck there forever, but that doesn't mean I couldn't hope Emma would wake me up.