Hey everyone! I decided to upload two chapters in one day because I felt it was unfair for how short the first one was. Besides that, I decided to change Emma's story in the beginning because I felt that it was completely unnecessary for the writers to add in something that wouldn't be much of an importance to the show later on, not that bear claws are, but who knows? (;. Thus, the scenes of her on a blind date with Ryan have been changed. I hope none of this offends anyone as I just wanted to change things up. Nevertheless, thank you and enjoy!
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It was a bright and early morning. The sun was shining through Emma's window, blaring at her to wake up. Sitting up on her bed she rubbed the sleep from those tired green eyes before it dawned on realisation of time.
"Aw man!" Emma grunted in a whisper and immediately set out for her clothes.
"Dang! Are you kidding me?" She kicked her dresser in frustration. The previous night she meant to do the wash but was too caught up in the act of being out and partying all night. Normally she wasn't the type but her somewhat close friend seemed to convince her out.
"Well, I guess these'll do for now." Emma rolled her eyes. She was wearing the same outfit as yesterday, hoping no one would notice. It was her birthday and Emma didn't need the attention, especially with the throbbing ache in her head. The blonde did not necessarily hate attention, just the fact that there was a lack of it when she was a child. Ever since then, Emma pushed those away who tries to get in, those who gave her what she truly desired, someone to believe in.
Emma made her way out. She was late to the supermarket as she was one who liked to be there when they first opened up for the day. Freshly made bear claws and coffee was what she needed to pick up because her cabinet was running low on her favourite treat.
"Excuse me." The blonde pushed through the mass of people that were crowding the streets outside the store. She was an hour late on arrival and hopes that there are some claws left.
"Hey Sherl. Do you happen to..." The baker cut Emma off, all the while handing a box full of treats to her.
"I know how much you like those things so I saved you a box. There's also a cupcake inside for you. Happy birthday Em." Sherl smiles with a genuine smirk. She was a friend to Emma and helped her out whenever she asked. The blonde started to reach for her back pocket when suddenly Sherl rested her hand on Emma's shoulder.
"It's okay. On me for t'day. You just go and enjoy your day ya' hear?" With that Emma thanked the baker and left, a smile forming on her face.
As she reached the apartment the blonde opened up the door. Setting the box on the counter, she finally plopped on the couch and turned on the t.v. Her favourite show was on, "Catch the Criminal" in which a male was being submitted to jail for the act of ruining others lives. He killed a girl for not giving him what he wanted, her love. The females image was displayed on the screen and Emma could only think about how a person could do that to someone, especially someone they loved. The show then went to commercial and it was at that moment that Emma felt distant. The calls of sleep were reaching out and her body's only reaction was to listen. Emma's eyes began to close and now her body peacefully relishing the moment.
Six hours later Emma finally woke up, the throbbing still apparent. Although she wouldn't let a bloody hangover ruin her special day. She got up and started to walk towards the kitchen, then taking in the sight of the box. Emma opened it up and took notice of a cute white cupcake with white frosting. At the top there was a blue candle in the shape of a star, this made Emma blush in how considerate and sweet the baker was. She lifted it up and out of the box, then setting it down all the while retrieving a lighter. After the blonde lit the candle she rested her chin on her arms that were crossed on top of the counter. Leaning slightly forward Emma looked at the candle, speaking the words "another banner year" before making a wish. Her eyes closed and she blew at the candle, fire now disappearing into smoke. Before she had time to eat it a knock sounded at the door. As Emma reached the door and opened it she spotted a young boy at her step.
"Uh... Can I help you?" Emma asked with a puzzled look.
"Are you Emma Swan?" The little boy asked, a gaze in his eyes showed they were filled with hope.
"Yeah, who are you?" Emma's eyebrows furrowed, contemplating who this kid may be.
Henry looked up with a smile, his eyes like suns before blurting out, "My names Henry. I'm your son."