One Shot born from pure procrastination, tell me what you think. I know there is a lot of this particular one shot about but I thought I'd give it a bash. If I get enough reviews I'll carry this on into a longer story.
Unfortunately I don't own Once Upon A Time.
Emma had never really been much of a fairy-tale dwelling child, she had learnt from an early age that happy endings and true love's kiss didn't exist. Yet here she was, right smack bang in the middle of one. When the nurse gasped at the window, Emma rushed to see what it was and saw the purple smoke rushing towards them. Her immediate reaction was Henry, she helped him out of bed and they rushed into the store closet since she had no idea what the purple smoke was or what it was capable of and since Henry for once had no answers she decided that taking cover would be the best option. There was no smashing of windows or screams of people as they were enveloped by the smoke but Henry and Emma were not spared in the store closet, just like everybody else in Storybrooke, they were quickly surrounded by the smoke. Cradling Henry to her chest, Emma looked up to see the smoke fading like a drop of milk in water. The air was thick but after a few seconds Emma decided that it was safe to venture outside. The hospital was empty, everybody had congregated outside, Emma quickly helped Henry get dressed before they too went outside.
"See, everybody remembers who they are!" Henry said, excited at the overwhelming evidence that he had been right all along. Emma held out her hand for Henry as he hopped off the bed, his brush with death apparently having the same effect as filling him full of sugar.
"Come on, we need to find your parents." Henry said as he pulled Emma along.
"Wait a minute. Henry, I know that you're really excited but one, you just died and came back to life, two, the town was just invaded by purple smoke and three, I can't face them yet." Emma reasoned, stopping Henry and bending down to his level. There was no reasoning with him in his current state of pure excitement as he rushed off down Main Street, Emma rushed after him, not wanting to let him out of her sight. She had finally got him back since she was the one thing in her life that hadn't suddenly changed.
Snow White saw Henry before he saw her, she called his name and he came running, straight into the awaiting arms of his grandmother. Even though it had been twenty-eight years since she had seen her daughter, it felt like only yesterday as that was her last memory of being Snow White before her memory was stolen and she was forced to live as Mary Margret. Emma only had eyes for her son so didn't see who Henry was talking to as she ran up to him and took his face in her hands.
"I need you not to run off Kid." Emma scolded. Henry just smiled at his mother and then looked behind her at Snow and James. It took a few seconds for her to realise what he was looking at and a few seconds more to actually pluck up the courage to turn around and face them. Snow and James smiled with clear pride and Henry walked to his grandfather's side as Emma and Snow shared their moment of reunion.
"Emma." Snow said, reaching out her hand and caressing Emma's cheek. Emma found it difficult to look past the fact that she wasn't Mary Margret anymore and this woman who looked around the same age as herself was actually her mother. Without really meaning to she leaned into Snow's touch as tears began falling freely from her eyes. Twenty-eight years' worth of fear, abandonment and hate coming out at once. She understood now why they had sent her to this world but what she couldn't understand was why they had sent a seven year old boy with her.
"Why didn't you come with me?" was all that Emma could ask.
"The wardrobe only took one." James replied, trying to figure out how the tiny infant he had placed in the wardrobe shortly before his death had turned into the grown woman before him.
"But August came through with me." Emma explained.
"She means Pinocchio." Henry translated. Snow looked at James confused for a second before it clicked. Geppetto had lied to them, as far as she was concerned her daughter's suffering had been his fault.
"Snow, everyone's getting a bit anxious." Red warned, signalling that they should address their people. Snow looked around until she found a car to stand on so that she could get everybody's attention. Emma wiped her tears away with the sleeve of her iconic red leather jacket and stepped towards her father and son.
"Magic is returning. We need everybody to return to their homes, magic is unpredictable in this world so until it is settled we ask that you remain there. Prince James and I will do the same." Snow said, her voice filled with so much authority that everyone stopped and listened from the very moment she started to speak.
"What about the Queen!" someone yelled.
"Regina has gone into hiding." Emma called. "For the moment she's not a threat." Slowly the crowd dispersed and eventually only Snow, James, Emma and Henry were left.
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