Title: "Mistakes"
Author: Kat Lee
Rating: G
Summary: Emma's afraid she's about to make another mistake.
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Author's Note: 244. That's the number of stories that were sitting on my hard drive collecting dust because I lack the energy and time to take care of them as I once did. My betaing pattern has always been to write, then type up if written on paper, the story, read it aloud to my beloved Jack and our children, editing as I go, and then finally format and post. Sadly, this part is simply taking too much of my time and energy, and my beloved Jack and I have too little time together in person these days to be able to keep up with my stories. So what to do? Give up writing? I actually considered it for a while, tried to make excuses to myself other than the large number of stories collecting cyber dust on my computer, as to why I lacked the energy and Muse to write new tales. And then, with the turn of the new year, I decided to stop running and face the problem. The problem is, quite frankly, that once one gets so bogged down in formatting and editing that writing is no longer a pleasure but the actual posting of those writings becomes a hassle and - egad! - work, it's time to cut something out, and that will never be the writing process. So, in short, yes, there will be mistakes in this tale. Yes, it's missing about half of the header information I usually include. But I wrote it for pleasure and am posting it in hopes of sharing that pleasure with others. Do with it as you will.
She'd told herself she was mistaken about her bond with Mary Margaret as often as she'd told herself she'd been mistaken to give Henry up - and as often as she'd told herself missing him was a mistake, too. She'd told herself that she was wrong, that it was only friendship, that she was not in love with another woman.
And then her world had turned upside down, the impossible had become reality, and the other woman who made her tingle like no other ever had, like she'd only ever read about in trashy romance novels when she'd been a teenager . . . That other woman had proved to be no other than her mother!
Emma knew she was crazy. She had to be to feel that way about her mother, and yet the identity of her birth parents hadn't lessened the sparks she felt whenever Mary Margaret, or Snow White, touched her hand, whispered in her ear, or even just came close. It had made her more confused about the ways of the heart than ever before. It puzzled her. It bewildered her. It made her know she was sick in the head and made her sick in the heart, as well.
But it didn't lessen her feelings for her. Emma was beginning to wonder, and worry, that nothing ever would, and worse yet, by her thoughts trained, twisted, and subdued by the modern world, that she didn't want those feelings to be stopped or lessened but only shared by her mother.
The End