My wish didn't come true.

So there I sat, at my piano, trying to rid myself of the nightmare. I never got complaints from playing in the middle of the night. I don't think anyone really heard me.

In the quiet of the night, I played one of my favorite songs, You Know Where to Find Me by Imogen Heap. Playing anything really help soothe my weary heart.

A few songs and cups of tea later, the sun began to seep through my curtains. I figured that I should start on the cake I promised Paige. After mixing the ingredients and putting the mixture in the oven, I made my way out to my garden. I had to have a greenhouse made because I had caught Odin and other animals eating my vegetables. Opening the door, I hear Odin whine behind me.

"Now now, you'll have to wait and see if the carrots are done." I scowled the horse who gruffly moved away. Turning, I checked on my crops and saw I was in luck. After grabbing a batch of strawberries and taking some carrots and tomatoes, I set out the carrots for Odin. A ding reminded me of the cake in the oven. Hurrying inside, I grabbed it out of the oven and set it out to cool. Having to wait to frost, I figured I could run to Mary Margret's and give her the tomatoes I promised her. Grabbing my keys, I headed in the direction of Mary Margret's house. There were only a few early risers like myself about. I made my way to Mary Margret's quickly. I was greeted by the ebony haired individual, who smile ever so widely. A faint smile twitched onto my face. She invited me in, since we hadn't talked in a while.

"I always look forward to you coming Cecilia." She said as she poured tea into a cup and placing it in front of me. I nodded a thank-you.

"Yeah, it's nice to get out in the morning when nobody else is really about. I hope the tomatoes are good." I placed the basket on the table and she happily emptied it's contents.

"Of course! You're vegetables and fruits are always amazing! I was really looking forward to these, I wanted to make this new recipe. The market didn't have any tomatoes at the moment. Thank you Cecilia." I nodded and we talked some more before I left to return home.

It wasn't until 2 that I had the cake frosted and decorated. When I got Paige's, I found her in the back, setting up her stuff animals around the tea table. She gave me a hug before she ran back inside to get the tea. I was busy cutting the cake when her mother came out. Her and Paige's father had to go to work, so she was wondering if I would stay and make supper for Paige and made sure she was in bed by 8 because she had school tomorrow. I told her I would and Paige came out carrying her tea tray. We then sat down and Paige told me about her week at school.

"And Ms. Blanchard says we're going to do a book project. I'm not sure what I should... What do you think Cecilia?" I sat back and looked up at the sky.

"Do what you like. Are you interested in any books?" Paige nodded enthusiastically.

"Oh yes. I really wanted to read The Legend of Sleepy Hollow after we saw a play of it at school." I raised a brow at her.

"Isn't that with a headless horseman?" She nodded.

"Yup. I asked Ms. Blanchard about the book and she said that it was written in 1820." She paused, then leaned in and motioned for me to bend down so she could whisper something to me. "Henry told me he saw this black horse roaming around the edge of town. I've seen it too! He thinks it's the headless horseman's horse." I leaned back away from her with a slight frown.

"Paige, I believe that The Legend of Sleepy Hollow isn't classified as a fairy tale." She looked down in disappointment. Looking back up at me, she looked like she was going to say something, but something else caught her eye.

"Celia! Look!" She pointed out to the hedges that bordered her yard. Below was a rabbit white as snow, nibbling on something. Paige sprung up from her spot and ran after the furry creature, that bounded quickly acrossed the lawn. Getting up, I followed after her.

"Paige! Come back!" My red/orange hair whipped around, getting in my eyes. Pushing it away, I grabbed Paige in time before she tripped.

"Cecilia." I heard her whisper. I looked at her and saw she was looking up. Gazing in the same direction as her, I saw a large house, standing in the wood. It was probably the largest house in Storybrooke, maybe even larger than the mayor's home. "Cecilia, do you know who lives in that house?" I froze, I realized we had gone a bit ways into the forest.

"I don't know." I told her honestly. Through out all the years, I had never been there. I believe that this was the home I had to deliver the package to... but that was tomorrow. Now, I had to get Paige home because it was getting late. "Come on Paige. It's getting late." When I turned around, I felt a shiver go down my spin. A deep feeling that made me feel like someone was watching us. I grabbed her hand and lead her away.

"I though you knew everyone in town." I paused for a moment before heading to her house. I didn't answer her because I didn't know what to say.

When we got back to her house, I set about heating up what her mom made for dinner. My mind couldn't leave that house. I didn't know who lived there, and I wasn't thrilled about finding out.

He watched out the window. He had seen how the white rabbit had gotten Paige's attention. The red haired woman ran after her. She grabbed Paige...before she stepped any closer.

They were so close.

He wanted to scream to get their attention.

To end his loneliness.

He felt his world stop when she pulled away... Paige.

Stop.

Please stop. Come back.


You know where to find me


Ah, yeah, so thank you to those who reviewed and super special thanks to Arwiona who said she would help with the story! ... Well, I have yet to receive word back.

The song belongs to Imogen Heap, the greatest singer in the universe of forever and history and anything that exist. Listen to her... now. I'm serious. I'm still here. I'll wait in the fridge cold plains of the arctic till you give her a listen. I understand most of you youngins that you like all that hippty-hop and dubstep and stuff... If you don't like her... I will respect your opinion, but hate you forever and I will cry.