Snowing's thoughts
Little Missus asked for a oneshot of *6x17 spoilers!* the canon version of Snowing seeing little Emma through the door. Snowing's thoughts. I must admit, I found this hard to write. Because, much like Ginny herself, I wouldn't have made the same decision as Snow!
I have seen the latest episode!
Charming
There she was. It was so hard to take in. The last time I had seen Emma, she had been a tiny little baby. A premature one at that. She had just about fit in the palm of my hand. Now she was a little girl? Nine years old…my little princess. I was expected to wait now until she was twenty-eight years old? No! I couldn't condemn my little girl to a life without her family for the benefit of everyone else. That wasn't fair. It wasn't fair on me and it damn well wasn't fair on Emma. She deserved better. She was a princess for crying out loud! The least she deserved was to have two parents who loved her to the moon and back. She could have it now. We could give her a proper life, with us. Sure, until we found a way back to the Enchanted Forest, we couldn't bring her up in a palace, but we could give her the love she should have had right from the start. We couldn't waste another second. It was time for Emma to come home.
Snow
She was so beautiful. The perfect blend of Charming and myself. I bet she was smart too, and funny, and kind. I bet she was just the perfect little person, because she was my little person. I couldn't believe I was going to have to walk away and leave her again. The pain was almost to great to bear. But I knew it was for the best. Emma had to become the Saviour and break the curse for everyone. She seemed happy enough right now. She had a nice place to live, and clearly some toys. I knew that she deserved so much more. But even if we did break the curse, I couldn't give her that. Not in this realm. I couldn't make her the princess she deserved to be. It was better this way. It was better to go back to sleep until the time was right. But I knew that, even though I would forget seeing my precious baby girl, my heart would never forget the pain of leaving her again.
