Introduction
Big fat rain drops smashed violently against the window-pane, as another blast of thunder shook the glass in the room. The small child simply snugged further into her blankets , humming slightly to herself in her sleep . The room was well heated , despite the fact that the window was slightly ajar to let in fresh air. Emma Swan quickly made the three strides it took to get over to the lavender colored curtains before softly closing the window , preventing even more water from being added to the small puddle on the hard wood floor.
Glancing down at the ivory colored crib , she took in the child . A bright sea foam green pacifier sat nestled between small pouty lips , occasionally being suckled before resting between the 9 teeth that the child had. Wavy platinum blond locks were tangled every which way, having been snatched out of their small ponytails in the child's restlessness at being put to sleep. The 18 month old mirrored her in every way , from what she could tell by the pictures of herself from when she lived with the Swans. Bright hazel colored eyes , that were green most of the time , but would could over with bright flecks of Brown when she was 10 seconds from a full blown tantrum. In those moments , Emma was stuck because even though those were her eyes , they were also HER eyes staring back at her . Brushing an errant lock out of her eyes , she peered down .
Leianna Rubina Gisele Swan, such a mouthful for a tiny tot , she was often simply referred to as 'Leia '. That is unless she's being reprimanded. Emma's eyes swept the dimly lit room searching for a dirty article of clothing that she could use to wipe the mess up . Her mind jumbled as she let the thoughts plaguing her mind earlier run rampant now that her child was asleep.
'Ms. Swan, your presence is needed back in Storybrooke , Henry needs you' - The text read , nothing more , nothing less .
After a little over 24 months of nothing but static and silence , she received what she dreamed of when she first arrived back in Boston. A request for her to return . Yet reading that text message 6 hours previous had turned her insides cold . Of course the only way she was ever going to revive any type of contact with people from that god forsaken town would be if they needed something from her . And definitely the only way she would receive any type of acknowledgement from HER, would be if Henry truly and desperately needed something from her .
Her stomach turned violently at the thought . Of course she would go back . Back to the town that sucked her in and then spit her out when she outlasted her usefulness . Of course she would go back, if only to make sure that her son was okay. Then when that was finished , she would return to her life back here in Tempe Arizona , and pretend like the scars from nearly 2 years ago hadn't been ripped open. Swallowing down harshly , she began packing a bag for her daughter as quietly as possible . The sooner she got this finished , the quicker she could come back and pretend like the events from so long ago never occurred . She could push back from her mind the dimpled cheeked brunette who stole her heart back when he arrived at her door step at 8 years old . She could push back the sharp biting words his Mother would no doubt unleash once her feet stepped back across the town line . She would push it all back , to make sure she could be the best chance for the saving grace that was Leia Swan.
AN: So I'm back , and I'm rusty as hell. Please excuse all of the grammar mistakes , this will possible be the only chapter written from my phone so you can expect me to actually proof read before posting lol. I'm actually going to be rewriting ALL of my previous works , now that I have the time since graduating . This is the rewrite of So close , Yet so far. Be gentle please lol. Much love