It's been a few weeks since Emma and Henry started staying with David.
Emma was asleep in bed when Henry came in and woke her up, his storybook in his arms. "Henry? What is it?" She asked him, sitting up in bed. "Are you okay?"
He shook his head. "I had a bad dream Emmy." The 9 year old whimpered, then climbed in bed next to his sister. "Can you read to me?" He asked, cuddling up next to Emma.
Emma reached over and turned a lamp on and grabbed the book from Emma. "I guess, but we gotta be quiet, I don't wanna wake David, alright?" Henry nodded. "Which story?"
"Snow White. She's really cool in this story, I promise." He told her.
She sighed and opened the storybook. "Once upon a time, in a land far, far away..." After about 10 minutes of reading she looked over and saw that her brother was fast asleep. She probably would've noticed sooner, but she got so caught up in it. "I guess you're right kid." She mumbled. "She is pretty cool in this story." She closed the book and sat it next to her lamp and turned the lamp off. "Goodnight kid. I love you." She whispered in his ear, then went to sleep.
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"Em, Em, Em! I have to tell you something!" Henry said excitedly, running into his sister's arms after school.
Emma raised an eyebrow at her brother's enthusiasm. "Okay..."
"It's going to sound crazy, but I think your teacher- Miss Blanchard- is Snow White." He told his sister, smiling. "And David is Prince Charming. Emma, they're our real parents!"
Emma sighed. "Henry. I know that it's hard to understand, but our birth parents gave us away."
"No, when you were 5 and I was a few months old, the evil queen casted a curse! So our real parents had to send us away! To protect us!" He told her and pulled her over to a bench. He pulled his book out and opened it to the last page.
"Henry-"
He cut her off. "This is Miss Blanchard- Snow White- and David- Prince Charming- giving you your unicorn! See." He said shoving the book in her face. "Oh, and that's them giving me my blanket!"
Emma looked and saw what her brother was talking about. "What the-" She stopped herself from cursing in front of her brother. "This doesn't make sense." She sighed. "It's impossible." She said, not even sure if she was trying to convince herself, or her brother.
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"Emma, my sweet little Emma." Snow said to her daughter, tears in her eyes. "I love you so much honey, more than you'll ever know."
Emma nodded. "I know mommy. What's wrong? Did the mean witch lady do something?"
David came over and picked his 5 year old daughter up. "She did princess. Do you remember the story about the magical wardrobe that we told you?"
Emma nodded. "Of course daddy! I could never forget it."
"We have to send you and your brother away for a while." Emma's happy expression saddened immediately. "I know it's not fair princess, but I promise, we will see each other again."
Emma nodded. "I know daddy. I'll always believe in you and mommy. Always."
"I'm going to go get your brother, I'll be back in a moment." Snow told Emma and David. She came back a moment later with her infant son in her arms, wrapped around him was a blanket knitted by Granny. Snow came over and handed a small glass unicorn figurine to her daughter. "This is for you my sweet angel. You must know that as you grow older, your father and I and everything, it will be but a dream to you."
Emma shook her head. "No. I'll never forget you mommy. Never ever. You either daddy."
That's when Red came running in. "Snow, David, it's time."
"Auntie Red!" Emma went running into her God mother's arms. "I don't wanna leave." She sniffled.
Red hugged her God daughter. "I'm afraid you have to little one. I love you."
"I love you too."
Grumpy came in the room and they all bid their goodbyes and put the infant in the small child's arms and sent her through the wardrobe.
Emma found herself in a different kind of forest- different from the Enchanted Forest- and a couple stumbled upon the small children. "Oh my God! What are you children doing out here all by yourselves?!"
Emma shot up in bed, her heart beating rapidly and pulse racing, that wasn't even the worst of it- no- the worst of it was that it appeared as though the dream triggered an asthma attack.
She was in bed wheezing, trying to make her way to her inhaler before she woke someone, but she couldn't get off her bed, she could barely move.
She was left with no choice, she had to wake David. She hit the wall beside her bed frame- that led to the master bedroom- with her elbow, successfully waking David, all the while wheezing and barely being able to breathe.
Moments later David was in her room. "Emma did you- What's wrong?" He asked coming up to Emma.
"In-haler." She wheezed out between gasps for breath. "Dresser." She gasped out, giving David the location of her inhaler.
He rushed over and grabbed the inhaler out of the dresser and helped Emma use it. "Shh, there you go, you're okay." He told her.
After using her inhaler, she rested her head on David's shoulder because she was completely out of breath. Once she caught her breath, she lifted her head. "Thank you David." She said quietly.
"Why wasn't asthma listed on your file kiddo?" He asked her.
She sighed. "It's separated from everything else because it's a pre-existing condition." She informed him. "Sorry for waking you." She told him, sympathetically. "I would've handled it by myself if I could've."
"It's really no problem Em. I'm actually really glad you woke me." Emma smiled. "Did something trigger it, or was it-"
She nodded. "I think it was the dream."
"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked her.
She debated on whether or not to open up to him. "I have dreams about my birth parents. All I remember is them telling me to take care of Hen, then we're in the forest. It's all a blur really." She told him, temporarily letting her walls down. "I can't even remember what they look like." She sighed. "It's more of a nightmare really."
"I'll be right back." He ran out of the room and came back a few seconds later with a stick candle and come matches. "This will help."
"A candle?"
David nodded. "They keep the nightmare's away." Emma laid down in bed. "Goodnight Emma."
"Night David."
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Emma was in her last class- English, with Miss Blanchard- when she got a text from David.
David: Stuck at home doing paperwork. Do you think you can get a ride home from a friend? If not, it's okay, I'll come get you.
Emma: I should be able to get a ride from Ava and Nicholas' dad. Don't worry, I'll get home in one piece. What about Henry?
She didn't even think about it when she sent it, she used that four letter word; 'Home' and she liked it.
David: I called his school, his teacher's gonna make sure he gets on the bus.
She continued to stare at her phone- staring at that word- that is until Miss Blanchard snapped her out of her daze. "Emma." Her teacher said.
Emma's head popped up. "Huh?" She said, causing the entire class the laugh lightly.
"Phone, Emma. Put it away."
She looked down at her phone. "Oh, right. Sorry Miss Blanchard." She said and shoved her phone back in her pocket.
Killian sat in the seat behind Emma, after being called out by Miss Blanchard he leaned forward and put a hand on Emma's shoulder. "Now love, who could possibly be distracting you from your schoolwork? A boyfriend perhaps? Come on Swan, don't leave me in the dark." He said in attempt to irritate her.
She looked over at the hand on her shoulder. "You will remove your hand, unless you want me to remove it for you." She threatened and he slowly removed his hand. "That's what I thought."
"Emma, Killian." The teacher said. "Detention, both of you."
Emma groaned causing Killian to smirk, she turned around to face him. "Thanks a lot Jones."
"Anytime love. The more time we get to spend together, the better." He said with a wink. She groaned again and went back to facing the teacher.
Then the bell rang, indicating class was over. "Emma, a word please." She rolled her eyes and walked up to her teacher's desk. "What's going on today Emma?"
"The phone thing? I'm sorry, I should've waited to check that until after class, it was my… it was David making sure I had a ride home. I really am sorry Miss Blanchard."
"What about the talking during the lesson? That's very unlike you."
Emma looked back at Killian. "Oh, that. That was no big deal I was just threatening him." The teachers eyes widened a bit. "I mean, it wasn't a substantial threat. It was hardly a threat at all." She said rambling a bit. "I think I'm gonna stop talking now." She sighed. "Is that all?"
The teacher had to stifle a laugh. "Yes Emma, that's all. Don't worry about texting the sheriff, I can shoot him a quick email."
"Lovely." Emma muttered and went back to her seat.
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Emma walked outside and saw that it was raining. "Great."
"Swan! Wait up!" Killian shouted, which caused her to start quickly walking home. "Really Swan?" He caught up to her and held an umbrella over her head. "Let me walk you home love."
"Why?" She asked him.
He chuckled. "Is it so hard to believe that I don't want you to get sick?" He asked her feigning hurt.
"Yes." She answered flatly.
He chuckled again. "What's the worst that could happen?" He asked.
"Fine." She relented. "No hitting on me though." She warned.
He smiled ."You have my word love."
After walking for a while, Emma started to get out of breath. "Dammit." She said, out of breath and started rummaging through the small pocket of her bookbag for her inhaler.
"You alright Swan?" Killian asked her.
Emma nodded, then pointed to her bag. "Inhaler." She said. "Can you find my inhaler?" She asked him, completely out of breath.
"Shit." He muttered, as he dropped the umbrella to look through her bag for her until he found it. "Found it." He said and gave it to her as they approached Emma's house. While she was using the inhaler, Killian rubbed soothing circles on her back. "Better?"
"Yeah, thanks." She muttered and went inside, soaking wet.
"I thought you said you had a ride Emma, you're soaked." He left the room and came back with a towel. "I should've come to pick you up." He told her. "How was detention by the way?"
"The most exhilarating time of my life." She said sarcastically. "It was fine"
They walked into the kitchen and David started making hot cocoa. "Mind if I ask who you threatened?" He asked her.
Emma grimaced. "She told you that huh?" David nodded. "I sort of ratted myself out on that one."
"Yeah, she mentioned, she thought it was pretty funny." Emma raised an eyebrow. "We've known each other for a long time." He clarified. "So? Who was it?"
"Killian Jones." She admitted and David poured her a cup of hot cocoa. "Cinnamon?" David nodded and pulled the cinnamon out of the cabinet and handed it to Emma. "Thanks."
Emma sprinkled the cinnamon in her cup. "I noticed he walked you home." Emma nodded and started taking small sips of her cocoa. "Do you… like him?" He asked nervously, causing Emma to nearly choke on her cocoa,
"No David." She laughed. "I literally threatened to remove his hand today." She told him. "Although, he was slightly nice after the detention." She joked. "He walked me home, he helped me find my inhaler, and he even rubbed circles on my back to comfort me." She said in a sing-song voice, messing with David.
David's face went slightly pale. "So you-"
Emma couldn't help but laugh. "No David." She said, laughing. "I'm kidding."
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