Leila gasped when she saw David standing behind her, his mouth slightly open.
"Your mothers called, they said they couldn't find you. What are you doing here?" He asked, his hands on his hips as he waited for his granddaughter to respond.
"I...I just had to...look...for my...homework. I think I left it here." She decided. She didn't know if her Grandpa knew what her moms had done.
David chuckled. "So, you're doing homework on Rose Johnson, I guess?"
"Yeah!" Leila wanted to slap herself. This was the first time she had lied to her Grandpa, before. She hated how he genuinely thought that she was just getting homework, or was he joking?
"I know you're Rose Johnson, kid. Your moms didn't want to keep any secrets from the family." David confessed with a slight look of disappointment on his face.
"Um, I just needed some space, from them. And I wanted to see if there was anymore information on me. But, please don't take me home. I don't want to see them, right now." Leila looked down at her hands, something she always did when she was ashamed. She didn't even know why she was ashamed, her family was the one that should feel ashamed. They had all lied to her.
"Well, I have to bring you home. You can't hide from them forever. What they did may have been wrong, but the did it because they love you." David placed a comforting hand on the back of her neck to guide her outside.
"Well, I'm not going. And you can't make me. What they did is wrong." Leila bent down to get rid of the hand on her neck and David gave her a look.
"Technically, you broke an entering because the Sheriff Station was locked. So, I can either put you in one of these cells or bring you home."
Regina and Emma patiently waited for the daughter to return home, they had called David as soon as they found out she was gone. Regina sat at the table across from the door, while Emma peered through the kitchen window to see if a car was arriving. The blonde knew her wife was sensitive, and that she was hurting. Henry had pushed her away and she almost ended up putting herself under a sleeping curse because of it, and now her daughter was doing the same thing. She was surprised that the house hadn't burnt to a crips by now.
"Hello?" She asked after answering the phone, she could see Regina looking at her nervously.
"She was at the Sheriff's station? Okay, but she's with you now?"
"Great. See you soon, dad." She hung up the phone.
"Is she okay?" Regina asked as she stood up, still looking regal even in her lounge clothes.
Emma nodded. "He said she's a little shaken, but she's okay. She should be here soon."
Regina gave Emma a small smile, and the blonde could instantly tell that she was worried. She could tell by how she bit her lip, how her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. But she also knewH that they would get through these issues. Because, no matter what, they were a family.
When the door finally opened, it seems like hours had passed from the time David called. Leila slowly walked in after her grandfather, quickly glancing at her mothers but then looking away. She didn't want to be upset, but she was.
"Leila. Remember what I said in the car? Nothing can ever be solved without communication." David said and Leila nodded.
"I'm sorry for running away, I just needed some space and I...I don't know how to feel right now." The girl finally said, and she could feel some of the tension in the room lighten.
"Oh, sweetheart. It's alright. I know that you can't forgive us. But I know that one day, when you're older and have your own children, you'll know that we did the right thing." Regina said as she approached her daughter, she sighed happily when the girl allowed her to give her a hug.
Emma and Regina rode in the car in silence. Emma had the toddler laying on her stomach, still fast asleep, while Regina had her hands on the wheel and her eyes on the road. It didn't take them too long to drive from Boston to Storybrooke, Emma smiled as the memory of Henry bringing her to Storybrooke flashed through her mind.
By the time they had gotten to the house, the little girl had started to stir and Regina gave Emma a nod, signifying that she would handle it.
"Mommy?" Called a tiny raspy voice as a little fist went to rub big green eyes.
Regina smiled sadly at the girl, she knew she wasn't calling for her, yet.
"Do you remember me, sweetheart?" Regina asked softly, finally. The little girl shook her head. "Silly girl, I'm your Mommy and this is your Mama."
"Oh." The child giggled and laid her head back on Emma's chest, and the couple both felt relief wash over them. And also something else. Love.
A/N:
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