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"I know you, Swan. You sense something's off."

Emma knew what the man dressed as a pirate said was true, she did sense something was amiss but not just on the outside. Inside her chest a strange sensation flowed around her heart, feeling as if someone or something was trying to pull it out of her. She scoffed inwardly as that was impossible. Emma sighed looking into her purse for the keys to the apartment. She knew she should feel guilty because she had left their date only shortly after Walsh had returned. She knew it had been wrong to lie to him and say she was not feeling well, but she was still just short of freaking out because of that man in leather she knew clearly was stalking her. He was trouble, she knew this for sure. After a minute of searching for the right key she finally found it and unlocking the door, stepped in and closed it with a slight breath of relief. She stood silently with her back against the door, her mind racing with a million thoughts a minute. Emma then let out a breath she did not even know she was holding and whispered to herself a little too loud, "Why the fuck is that guy dressed as a pirate stalking me?"

"Mom?" Hearing the voice of her son Henry from the living room, Emma looked up from the floor and thought, "Why are you home so early?"

She didn't know what to say to him. She didn't want to tell him that she lied to Walsh or about that pirate guy that freaked her out. Emma then quickly decided to tell him at least one part of the truth as she looked into the living room. "I realized Henry, I'm just not in love with Walsh, and it wouldn't be right to lead him on. He's a nice guy," she told him as she placed herself on the couch beside him taking up the second controller, "You mind if a fifth-level wizard joins you?"

"At level twenty three?" he stated as he looks at her with an eyebrow raised, "You can try."

After a few minutes of her continually dying, Henry paused the game, and looking at his mother, he asked, "So you really don't love him, Mom?"

She responded only with a nod, which earned a soft sigh and a shake of the head from her son. "Poor guy," he replied, putting his controller on the coffee table.

Emma looked at her son with slight confusion, as if he knew something she didn't. "What do you know?" she questioned him, truly wondering what he knew, "Tell me what you know Henry?"

"You don't know?" Henry actually seemed genuinely surprised as he asked, "Walsh was going to propose to you."

Her jaw dropped at hearing this, which she quickly realized and closed her mouth but paled at the thought of the guy now probably mortified. Now she felt bad. Then she felt that pull at her heart again, and she winced lightly enough that Henry did not notice. She was thankful that he wasn't paying close attention as she didn't want to worry him. "No I did not know this honestly," Emma murmured, letting out a soft sigh.

"Poor guy," He muttered, turning back to the TV.

Emma looked at her son with an eyebrow raised and grumbled, "What? I couldn't lead him on. It was better to let him know now than after we were married, if we were indeed married."

"I'm still standing by my 'poor guy' comment. He adored you Mom, even I could see that," He argued back picking the controller back up and going back to playing his game.

She sighed and picked up her own controller, concentrating on the game for a few minutes before Henry spoke up again, "Mom, I know you think you're protecting our family, but not every guy's like my dad."

Emma looked at him, an eyebrow raised as she spoke, unaware of how her son would react at her next secret, "What if I'm just not interested in guys kid?"

"What?" He asked puzzled, "You're gay... But I've seen you only with guy's so you've got to like them?"

Henry then chuckled shaking his head as he spoke up again, "Good prank mom, I almost fell for it."

She rolled her eyes almost dramatically, and groaned, "You really think this is a prank Henry...well it's not."

Silence passed over them for what seemed like a long time, then the first thing to be heard was the game controller falling to the floor. "What?" Henry asked again, his jaw dropped dramatically.

"I'm gay... It's as simple as that," She simply stated as a response, finally remembering to kick off those annoyances she called heels.

Henry just stayed silent for the rest of the time he played his game, causing Emma to think he disapproved. Though this wasn't true in his mind, he was confused indeed but he didn't think anything less of his mother for liking girls. Finally he spoke up looking at her as he put his serious face on, "Mom, as long as you are happy with who you are with, I do not care if they are a guy or a girl."

This made Emma smile at him as she gave him a light hug and ruffled his hair with her hand. They stayed like this for a few minutes, before Henry finally got up and told his mother that he was going to do the rest of his homework. She nodded to this and saw that he had forgotten to save and turn off the game like he usually did. She chuckled lightly at this and saved the game, but just as she was watching the console begin to shut down, her eyes rolled back into her head and she slowly descended back onto the couch, her hair wildly around her face.

Opening her eyes, Emma looked at her surroundings, gasping at all the trees around her rather than her apartment. Where was she? Emma took a step forward, again trying to place where she was. "Even if this is a dream, damn it's vivid," She muttered, shaking her head as she tried to wake herself up.

This was to no avail as when she opened her eyes again she was still in the forest. It felt as if her mind was trying to tell her something. Emma scoffed, there surely wasn't a thing her mind knew that she did not. Finally after muttering a few swears, she started to wonder what she should do. She knew she had to walk to someplace so she started walking forward until she heard a quiet sob to the right of the path. "Hey, who's out there?" she called out, hoping to get a response.

She sighed deeply as there was no response. She groaned, as she made her way to where the sobbing was coming from. Soon she saw in front of her eyes was a slightly older woman, a hand placed over the woman's heart. Emma tried to get her attention, but it was as if either she or this woman was not really there. The woman began to speak but it was muffled except for a few words, "Emma...Henry...Sorry."

Emma screamed in shock as the woman plunged her hand straight into her chest, pulling something out. Emma then felt the strange sensation from earlier as she saw what the woman was holding. It was a glowing heart, or at least that's what it looked like to Emma. The sensation began to grow after this causing pain throughout her body as the woman began to dig a hole. The last thing Emma saw was another dark haired woman walking up to them before everything went black.