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I don't know if I forgot to mention this in the last chapter, but it is from Emma's POV. This chapter is slightly long, but it's only because I wanted to set the mood and all that fun stuff. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it and are looking forward to the next chapter after this as much as I am looking forward to finishing writing it.
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Thank you again to my beautiful girl Ashley for helping me out with mistakes. I love you.
Disclaimer: Look, I don't own any of these characters or the show, because if I did well, let's be honest, it would have to be moved to Showtime.
bless all of u princesses
Being emotionally trapped is a complicated feeling to endure. And if you're asking yourself what that even means, that's the complicated feeling. Because I don't even know, it's just a feeling.
I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs everything I knew, everything I wanted. But I couldn't. Don't ask yourself why I couldn't, because as I said; I don't even know.
I think I was terrified it wasn't true.
Storybrooke, 1 year ago:
''Does he love you? Like he loves me?! Does he think of you? When he's holding me!''
If there's one thing Emma Swan couldn't stand and it was one of many, it was her former best friend, now mother's singing. Finding out her mother was Snow White was just the cherry on top of a very large bottle of Jack Daniels.
If I hear this song one more time I think we're all in agreement that it's time to get the screwdrivers out, all in favour…Ears? Brain? Sanity? Gotcha.
''Do you know if there's something Regina's curse did do that was good it was provide us with Country music. Don't you just love Reba?'' Mary Margret smiled.
''Not really M, I'm more of a Nickelback kind of girl and nobody likes them, you get the picture? ''
How many times in a day can you ask God for mercy?
''What picture? Show me!''
Kill me.
''Oh for the love of, it's an expressi- do you know what? Why don't we head off to Granny's for some breakfast? My stomach is getting kind of lonely'' Emma pouted.
Kill me again.
''That would be just wonderful Chicken'' Mary Margret wrapped her arms around Emma's shoulders but pulled back as soon as she felt an awkward stance settle over her daughter's body, her best friend, her weird situation.
''Chicken?''
''Yes the animal?''
Is she feeling alright?
''Why are you calling me it?''
''I thought it was sweet?''
Ok Moose.
''No, Emma's just fine- but thanks? Let's go''
The atmosphere was incredibly nostalgic since the curse had broken in Storybrooke. Everybody had pieces of their real selves floating inside of them yet also had the personality traits of their cursed selves in them too. When it first broke, seeing people reunited with their loved ones and friends was tiring, as the only loved one Emma thought she had was Henry, and he had all about grabbed a sword as soon as it did. It was like watching an episode of Jerry Springer sometimes, but most of the time it was just difficult.
Granny's diner hadn't changed one bit since Granny and Ruby had gained their memory's back and found who they really were. The bell still chimed when you walked in, people still waved at you to acknowledge your existence and Ruby still chatted up every single male that dare lay an eye on her. It was normal to say the least, except for the fact Ruby was a wolf and everyone else in this town was a character from a book we all once read.
It wasn't quiet in here, but it wasn't loud either. People were quietly chatting amongst themselves and the small hiss of a frying pan was echoing in the background.
Ah, I smell bacon.
That was all to be heard until a certain personality entered from behind the counter.
''Emma! MM! Joining my lovely self for some breakfast are we?'' Ruby always knew how to brighten a day, she had her demons but god did she ever show it. Emma liked that.
''Hey Rubes, by your lovely self- do you mean get me a cup of coffee? ''
Seriously?
''Emma! There's no need to be rude or drink so much caffeine all the time. Do you know what that can do to your health?'' Mary Margret and her way with words.
''Do you know what a decaffeinated mind can do to the citizens of this town if I possess it?''
The comedy is on point today, if I do say so myself.
''Well then, I guess I'll be right back with your coffee''
''Ahh, good lass'' Before Emma had even realised her mistake, Mary Margret had slapped her on the shoulder giving her the best warning look a pure heart could handle.
''Sorry Rubes, not with it today''
Or any other day for that matter.
''It's ok Em, I didn't even notice until M attacked you'' She winked.
''I did nothing of the sort!''
Busted.
Emma tapped her shoulder as lightly as she could. As if to exaggerate the pain that wasn't inflicted.
''It's okay, a little bit of love and it should clear right up''
''I'm sorry Emma, did I really hurt you? '' She's a sweetheart really when you think about it that M, my best friend, my mother and my getting weirder situation.
''Honestly its fine, I'm as hard as nails'' She punched herself on the chest to show her strength.
The dirty jokes, don't say them.
The diner settled into a light vibe, fairy-tale characters gathering up their breakfasts, or getting a cup of something hot to start their day off before work. It was interesting and somehow psychologically frightening how their two lives could blend into one so easily, Emma thought.
Didn't you ever learn not to speak too soon Swan?
The vibe was quickly demolished when Leroy and his untrimmed beard stumbled into the diner and drunkenly slammed his self into Emma's back.
''WHAT THE FU-'' Before Emma could finish her unleash of profanities, MM had placed a hand over her mouth.
''Shit! Emma I was just-''
''Don't tell me, you're drunk- did I guess right?''
''No! I've got terrible Vertigo''
Ah, that old chestnut.
''Look there's no need to go all hysterical on me, I'm sorry, I was coming to find you actually- David's been looking for you'' He really did sound sorry, sorry and drunk.
Hysterical? Really?
''Me or his Missus?''
Where all this comedy comes from I'll never know.
''Both of you''
''What could he need that involves both of us? Emma's the sheriff''
Leroy sighed, so did Emma. Mary Margret could be incredibly dense sometimes. Emma often wondered how she survived in the enchanted forest.
''Regina''
As soon as the former Queens name was uttered, the room started to empty. It was like a fire alarm had gone off and in their minds, it did.
''Oh god, who did she hurt? Is David ok?'' MM was shaking.
''She's like 5 pounds who could she hurt? You saw after the last time a mob attacked, she doesn't have that magic of hers working, but she's not the problem'' Leroy paused and rubbed his brow.
''Look man, there's a mob after her head again, they've got pitch forks and shit and they're on the way to her house, I was going to join them- but the vertigo's really playing up'' Even with the look of murder and the stench of vodka, you could still see that somewhere deep down Leroy was a good guy.
''Where's David then?'' Emma was becoming impatient with Leroy's sloppiness.
''Outside Regina's, waiting for the mob to arrive''
Brilliant, this is just brilliant.
''Oh Emma! We have to go help, he can't handle that many angry people on his own!'' Mary Margret was about to faint.
No shit.
''Oh hell, come on''
Emma wasn't in the mood for psychotic movie characters, or well, what she had known to be movie characters. The ride to Regina's house was frustrating, she just wanted to get there and deal with this as quickly as possible so she could get back to her coffee that was surely cold by now.
The decaffeination of my mind really isn't going to help this situation. Yet again, figures.
Emma had asked Ruby for her help with the mob, but as Ruby frustratingly explained, she also had to ask Granny's permission, as she put it herself 'Ruby sure as hell wasn't getting out of work unless it was an emergency' it was only slowing her down, but she needed the help. Emma asked Ruby after much debating with Granny, to keep an eye on how close the mob was to Regina's house. She was hoping to get there before they did; you know them, the Disney characters and a Frankenstein.
As they arrived outside Regina's house, or mansion, or a crazy living space for just two people, as Emma liked to describe it, she received a Call from Ruby to tell her that the mob was currently on its way and that Emma had about 10 minutes to get the situation under control.
No pressure.
David caught sight of Emma's yellow bug and quickly threw himself out of his car.
''Emma! Snow! Thank you for getting here so fast, if I would have left Leroy here and got you myself, I'm pretty sure while the mob was attacking Regina, he would have broken in and raided her liquor cabinet'' He chuckled.
He was alright you know? David, My dad…. yeah, still can't get used to that. Or the fact he's around my age.
''Nah, you did the right thing, although maybe send someone with better breath next time''
They both heaved with laughter.
Mary Margret was standing to the left of Emma, watching her husband and daughter ease into a conversation and although it was going to take some effort, she thought, it felt like home for the first time in 28 years. She was ecstatic her family was together again, and the weird situation she had classed it at was suddenly dimmed away as she watched the two people she loved most in the world banter at each other.
She smiled.
''Right then, on to more pressing matters- to see the queen we go!'' David breathed in and out several times as if to prepare himself.
''Queen my ass'' Emma muttered under her breath.
They approached Regina's front porch with caution. Nobody had heard anything from the Mayor in weeks, not since the last mob anyway. When the town had seen that the former queen of the enchanted forest was without magic they had been having monthly mobs. You would think by now with Emma and David intercepting them every time, they would have stopped, but apparently not.
''Right who's knocking?'' Emma joked.
David and Mary Margret motioned towards Emma's hand.
''Me I take it?''
She knocked once, twice and on the third time, Regina answered.
Dressed in a knee length pencil skirt and a maroon fitted top, Regina looked every inch as a former mayor should do. And if Emma admitted it, she really was quite beautiful.
A beautiful murderer, that could be a title to a film…maybe I should write movies and all that shit instead of all this chasing away mobs and stuff?
The 'stuff' being, climbing up tree's to get cats down.
''Ah Miss Swan, glad to see you've changed your jacket from red to blue since the last time I saw you'' Regina smirked.
I'm going to wipe it right off her face.
''Nice to see you're still as bitchy as ever Regina''
Wasn't my best come back, but I'll take what I can get.
Regina ignored her.
''I suppose there's another mob? Here to save me again sheriff?''
''That's me, the saviour, here to save all and that''
Although I could do with someone saving me from this situation right now and I would love that someone to be a beer.
She smiled to herself.
''Right then, on with the show''
