Whole world changed

Raising Star asked for a oneshot of an adopted teenage Emma finding out that her high school English teacher, Miss Blanchard is her real mother? The teenage rebellion that follows such a revolution.

Zo: I'm confused. Doesn't Snow help them a lot anyway?

Ausfan: thanks!

Donogh: I think that kind of thing has been covered.

Kara: I agree that's a bit paradoxical, but I think it would be covered by the fact Regina wasn't trying to hurt them through her own means.

SwanQueen135: The username for my twitter should be in my bio (or the description of this story).

"I mean it, I am leaving!" Emma screamed as she threw clothes into her case. Snow stood calmly by Emma's bedroom door.

"Where exactly will you go, Emma?" She asked her.

"I don't know, I don't care! I'll go back to Manchester in New Hampshire. That's where the group home I was in before I was sent to you is. I'd rather be back there than stay another second with you!" Emma slammed her case shut. Snow still didn't say a word. She had been Emma's foster mother for a few months now before the curse had broken. She knew it was best to let the fifteen-year-old get it all out her system before giving her side. Emma looked at Snow. She didn't know how to feel. Mary Margaret had been the best foster parent she'd had since things fell through with the Swans. She thought her foster mother/English teacher might even adopt her one day. Now she finds out the mayor's kids tales of the whole town being filled with fairytale characters that were cursed was true?! Not only that, but her foster mother was her real mother? The coma guy from the hospital that she obviously had a crush on was her dad? How was this happening?!.

Emma turned to Snow, the pain and anger clear in her eyes.

"Was this all some sick joke to you?" She asked. "Foster the kid that you gave up fifteen years ago?" Snow knew now was her time to talk. She came over and sat on the bed beside Emma.

"I know that Henry's told you the story of your birth. You know that you were never simply 'given up'. You know that your dad and I haven't had our memories of our true selves since the day you were born. Fostering you was never a joke to me, Emma. It was about trying to fill a hole in myself that I couldn't shake. Then you came into my life, and I suddenly felt whole. How was I supposed to know that was because you were my actual daughter? I know this isn't easy, Emma, but I promise you that we'll make it through it…" Emma scoffed.

"I'm not staying in this freak town. I haven't needed parents for fifteen years and I don't need them now." Emma grabbed her case and went to storm out, but Snow caught her wrist.

"Emma, I know you're angry and upset, and I understand that. But I can't have you wandering off unsupervised when we haven't found Regina yet. I certainly can't have you going over the town line. It's not safe, and even though you're mad at me, you know it. I can drop you off at Granny's if you want some space to cool off without me…"

"I don't need you to drive me anywhere." Emma snapped. "Haven't you been listening? You were the best thing that happened to me, now it turns out you're the worst. Do you have any idea of all the shit I went through before I came to you? All the homes I was in where I was a meal ticket? Do you even care?"

"Emma, of course I care…" Snow reached out to touch Emma's cheek, but she flinched away. The small action broke Snow's heart. "You obviously need some time to take in everything that's going on. If you don't want me to drop you off at Granny's then I'll leave you up here. I'm downstairs if you need me." Snow said quietly before she slipped out of the room. Charming was waiting for her downstairs.

"How'd it go?" He asked her. Snow was teary as she shook her head.

"She's angry, Charming. She's upset and deep down she's still frightened we'll send her away like everyone else. There's no quick fix to this." Snow and Charming felt their dreams were shattered. As soon as Emma was put in that wardrobe, the one thing that kept Snow and Charming from breaking down was knowing that, one day, their daughter would be reunited with them. Although now that it had happened, it wasn't quite the happy affair either had pictured.