A/N: Okay guys I owe you a HUGE apology! I have been sooooooooooo busy lately, and I tried writing a longer version of this chapter, but it accidentally got deleted, and by then I had no time to rewrite it which is why this chapter's so short... again. I had finals last week, and haven't had access to wifi since then, so I wasn't able to get it done. This has been the case for all my stories right now, but I'm trying to get back into the groove.

Again, I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but here were go now!

Thanks and enjoy!

Chapter 11

The Enchanted Forest

Emma gave a heavy sigh as she looked over the rags that draped over her once again, which made her suddenly remember Killian...

"Such a long face, my dear?" Graham turned her head to face him, and she gently smiled to shake off her thoughts.

"Why are we here?" She said with a gasp.

"I want to show you my world..." He quickly grabbed her and twirled her into his chest.

He quickly noticed her curiosity waver, and grabbed her hand to urge her forward.

She watched as twigs snapped and cracked underneath the undergrowth, and the echoes of the birds perched on the trees gave off a peaceful sound.

She was amazed to see how much Graham knew his home, even though it had been years both in death and life since he even set foot here.

The minutes passed, and Emma's dress was starting to get more tangled into the webbing beneath her feet.

"Goddammit... this is why I never like to wear dresses."

Graham smirked. "Well you should wear them more often... you look sexy."

Emma glared at him, which made her think of their old jokes and debates.

They continued forward, and eventually she saw something grow upon the smoky mirage...

It was a small forest cottage, equipped with a small barn neighboring against it.

A flower garden burst with the colors of tulips and daisies.

She was about to say something to Graham, when he suddenly picked her up and carried her inside the house.

"Home sweet home!"

She gasped at how beautiful the house was, and how it made her feel like she was literally living in a fairy tale.

It was small, but big enough that it had access to one bedroom, a kitchen, and the other basic necessities you generally need.

She laughed as he clasped his lips onto hers, rubbing his hand though her hair and gently caressing each other's legs.

They hugged each other lightly, as if they never wanted to let go...

He carried her onto the bed and gently embraced her, making her giggle and snort as he did so.

"So what do you say I cook you some stew, and I'll show you around, huh? You never know, we could just meet someone new!"

Emma smiled. "Sounds good enough to me, huntsman... your word is my command!"

He kissed her on the forehead gently. "Just sit there and look beautiful, and I'll be back with some meat."

And with that he grabbed his hunting hide, bow and arrows, and satchel as he continued back outside.

As she was left to her thoughts once more, she couldn't help but wonder how long the happiness would last this time...

It didn't last that long with Neal, and she supposed that whoever was the right man would make her happy throughout the entirety of the dream...

But what if she wasn't meant for anyone?

And even if she did find the right person, would she just lose them anyway once again through death or time?