Sorry all for the late update. I've had a really busy week with no time for writing!

Thanks for coming back :D I'm having so much fun writing this! Special thanks to Ghostwriter for your kind review!

For the Guest who said you like the idea but questions if Regina knows that Snow remembers, thanks for the review! And yes, Regina knows that Snow remembers, you will see that coming up soon. Also, you said you expected Snow to be more like Snow rather than Mary Margaret. I understand what you mean and here is my reasoning. Regina cursed Snow with a new identity as well as her old memories so she is cursed to remember her life as Snow but live as Mary-Margaret. She's lived as Mary-Margaret for twenty-eight years no. As the curse unravels, Snow will act more like her old self. I am still working on writing about David, Mary-Margaret, and Abigail so you will have to stay tuned to find out :D And, I address Snow thinking about baby Emma in an upcoming chapter.

I hope you enjoy this next installment.


Cursed Yet Uncursed 4

Mary-Margaret woke up at her usual time the following morning. A pair of black boots and a discarded leather jacket by the door indicated that Emma was still asleep. Eager to make Emma's first day in her apartment pleasant, Mary-Margaret whipped up a batch of waffles.

The scent of waffles brought Emma downstairs a half-hour later. She stumbled right into the bathroom and reappeared looking slightly more awake.

"Good morning," Mary-Margaret chirped.

"Mornin'." Emma sat down at the breakfast bar and glanced around the kitchen.

"Here," Mary-Margaret pushed a plate of warm waffles in front of Emma and went to get the maple syrup.

"Wow, you made breakfast?"

"Of course, I thought it might be nice for your first morning here."

Emma doused her waffles in the syrup her new roommate handed her and took a bite. "Mmm. I haven't had breakfast from scratch in…I don't know when."

Mary-Margaret sipped her tea and finished off her own plate of waffles. "You're always on the move?"

"Yeah with my job it's just easier to grab something on the run." Emma rinsed off her plate and dropped it in the sink. "I promised Henry I'd walk him to school. I'll see you tonight."

"Will you be home for dinner?" Mary-Margaret called as Emma grabbed her jacket.

"Ah…don't worry about it. I'll get something."

Dear Diary,

Life has changed so much in only twenty-four hours. I found my true love and I got a new roommate. And according to Henry, I've joined "Operation Cobra". During recess, he came up to me and filled me in with some of the details. He said he's been reading the storybook and looking for clues on how to break the curse. He said he had some ideas but nothing positive yet.

In other news, Emma is really focusing on staying in Storybrooke permanently. When she came home this evening, she told me that Sheriff Graham had offered her a job as his deputy. If you ask me, I think he's crushing on her and simply wants to spend more time with her. That being said, she does have experience and Graham could use the help. She is calling him back now to accept the job. I'm glad she's found a job so fast. She's the kind of person who needs to keep busy.

Mr. Gold stopped by right after dinner and asked to speak with Emma. That's why I'm writing now. He and Emma have been discussing something for a while now. I wonder what they're talking about…

"Hey, Mary-Margaret?"

Mary-Margaret stuffed her journal under her pillow and met Emma at the dining table. "Yes?"

"What do you know about Ashley Boyd?

"Ashley Boyd…hmmm, she got pregnant right out of high school and unfortunately, her boyfriend dumped her when he learned the news." Mary-Margaret frowned sympathetically.

"What about family?" Emma inquired.

"Just a step-mother and two step-sisters but they do not get along at all. It really is a sad situation. She works as a waitress and is trying to save up money. I don't know much else."

Emma crossed her arms. "That Mr. Gold dude wants me to find her…"

"Why?"

"Well, he said she had stolen from him—which she did—but I found out from her ex-boyfriend that she sold her baby to Gold…like I did," she added quietly.

"She's giving her baby to him?" Mary-Margaret squeaked. She can't do that! She can't let Rumpelstiltskin have her baby!

Enchanted Forest twenty-eight years ago...

Snow White gripped Charming's hand and screamed.

"One more push and she's here!" Doc encouraged.

"You can do it, Snow," Charming whispered in his wife's ear.

The Dark One suddenly appeared in Snow White's bedchamber as the new parents sat together, cradling a tiny baby in their arms. The Dark One waved his hand; the baby poofed away and appeared in his arms.

Prince Charming bolted from the bed. "Dark One! Give me my daughter!"

"You'll thank me later!" Rumpelstiltskin replied.

Charming seized his sword and charged at Rumpelstiltskin. The Dark One waved his hand and a dozen of Regina's Black Knights appeared and attacked the prince.

"Charming!" Snow White shrieked in panic.

"My apologies, milady," Rumpelstiltskin bowed and poofed out of the room.

"NO!" Snow sobbed as her baby vanished with the Dark One.

Mary-Margaret drew a sharp breath. The Dark One had stolen her baby girl. She couldn't believe how evil a person must be to kill an innocent baby.

Emma griped, bringing Mary-Margaret back to reality. "Yeah…ugh I'm so stupid! I met her today at Granny's and I encouraged her to fight and make her own choices. Now I think she robbed Gold and is trying to run away."

"What are you going to do?"

"I have to find her. It's my fault." Emma seized her car keys and opened the door. As she opened the door, Henry flew in.

"Kid!" Emma moaned. "I'm leaving, you can't stay here."

"But—" Henry said.

"He can stay with me," Mary-Margaret volunteered. "When you come back, you can take him home."

Emma mulled the idea over, "Alright. See you later, kid." She ruffled his hair and headed out the door.

Henry turned to smile at Mary-Margaret. "I was actually here to see you. I need your help figuring out who everyone's fairytale counterpart is." Henry pulled the storybook out of his backpack and opened it. He and his teacher sat down on the couch and began looking through the book. Mary-Margaret helped Henry match up the Storybrooke residents with their fairytale identity. After spending twenty-eight years in Storybrooke, she had learned pinpointed who many of her friends were.

"Dr. Hopper…he has to be Jiminy Cricket, right?"

"Mhm," Mary-Margaret nodded.

"Ashley has a step-mother and two step-sisters so she has to be Cinderella," Henry said, flipping to the story of Cinderella.

"Ashley is Cinderella," Mary-Margaret confirmed, "which makes her boyfriend, Sean, Prince Thomas."

"Ashley's the reason Emma had to leave tonight, right?" Henry asked.

Mary-Margaret looked at Henry in surprise. "How did you know?"

"I heard you talking through the door," Henry confessed. "She's giving away her baby to Mr. Gold?"

"Rumpelstiltskin…" Mary-Margaret sighed.

"Mr. Gold is Rumpelstiltskin?!" Henry panicked. He flipped through the pages of the book.

"Right, so you need to be very careful around him. If he or Regina finds out about Operation Cobra, we are in big trouble."

Henry looked up at Mary-Margaret, "You remember you had a baby, right?"

"Yes, Henry, I remember," Mary-Margaret replied sadly.

"Does it make you sad to remember?" Henry asked gently.

The teacher couldn't help but smile slightly at Henry's tenderness. "It does. I miss her everyday."

"But now that E—"

Mary-Margaret's phone went off, ending Henry's sentence.

"Hello? Emma...is everything alright? You're at the hospital? Okay...yes...I will. Bye." Mary-Margaret closed her phone. "She found Ashley and they went to the hospital. Emma wants me to take you home though."

Henry bit his lip, glancing down at his book then back at his teacher.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" Mary-Margaret asked, suspecting something was wrong.

Henry closed the book and stood up. "No, ma'am." Under his breath he whispered, "I don't think she's ready."

Mary-Margaret decided against responding. Instead, she helped Henry into his coat and walked down the sidewalk to the mayor's mansion.