Author's Note

Hey readers! Although it pains me to do this, I have to make this chapter an author's note because of several reasons. I realize that I have not updated this fic in a long time, and I apologize a million times over. But I wouldn't be honest if I didn't say that I don't think that as many people are enjoying it anymore. I really wanted this to be the fic that I could continue for 30 chapters or even more, but I can feel interest slowly waning. I still appreciate everyone who has followed, favourited and reviewed, but I think it might be time to close the book (so to speak) on this fic. If you do want this fic to continue I would love any indication you could give me that you still enjoy it, whether it be a review, or a PM. Again, thanks so much to everyone who stuck with me since the beginning. Here's a sneak peek into what may be the final chapter (it is written during episode 14):

Emma walked into the apartment, quietly shutting the door and removing her boots. She hung up her sheriff jacket, and tip toed towards Mary Margaret's room. Or was it Snow? Emma shook her head at the ludicrous idea, of course she wanted the fairy tales to be true, but how was that possible? Hadn't Mary Margaret said so long ago that Fairy Tales were just that, tales?

Emma pushed the thoughts from her head, as she walked into the dimly lit room of her roommate. Her roommate was curled up on her bed, almost in a ball. Although Emma could not see her roommate's face, she could hear her quiet sobs, and felt her heart break everytime her roommate's shoulders shuddered. "Do you feel like talking about it yet?" Emma asked, hopeful to help her roommate with some encouraging words. If David really was Prince Charming, he wasn't doing a very good job of fulfilling the job description. "Nope," Snow answered, although she wished more then anything that she could hug her daughter and never let go. The possibility of putting Emma and her family in danger of Regina was too much for Snow, and even if she could not see her true love, she would always protect her family at whatever costs.

"Do you want to be alone?" Emma asked, hovering slightly over the bed. "Nope," Snow answered, slight tears running down her cheeks. Snow felt a slow smile come onto her face as she felt Emma lie beside her, and she was happy for the simple presence of her daughter.

Also there is going to be a possibly fairly large plot twist, so hope you stick around for the possibly last chapter. Again, thanks so much for the support on this fic, I really do appreciate it.