THIS IS THE T RATED VERSION OF CHAPTER 8
A/N: Thank you so much for all the reviews! They help a lot and reviews tell me what you want to see more of. I realize what you want to read in this fanfiction. Most of it is what I already planned, but just reading your reviews confirms it. Also there were some that I hadn't thought of or forgot about in the show, so thank you for those as well. Every review counts! Please R&R.
I had to do both a T rated and M rated version of this chapter. THIS IS THE T RATED VERSION. The next chapter is the M rated version, so if you would rather read more detailed Snowing taco smut, go to the next chapter, which is already posted. And the two version idea is NOT MY IDEA. I don't know who's idea it was originally, but where I saw it first was the great fanfiction author KayleeThePete in her fanfiction "Once Upon a Time... and Again". Just wanting to clear that up.
"This is where you used to live?!"
David, Snow and Emma were standing outside the small farm David used to call home. After walking about half an hour there from Ruth's burial, they were all definitely exhausted. It only felt like 3pm to them, but they couldn't tell. It was almost 6.
"Emma, remember? I told you I was poor. We didn't have enough money to take care of it. I don't know where all the sheep went." David let go of Snow's hand and walked up to the door, swiftly opening it wide open. He went in first, just in case anything came out from the shadows to scare them or some magical spell Regina put on the house before the curse to make sure whoever walked through that door would walk right back out. He called out to behind him, "All clear!"
Snow and Emma came in after him, looking around the small house. To David, it looked just like it did when he lived here. Same kitchen, same dining table and chairs, same vase his mother always told him not to touch as a young boy, even though there were no flowers in it. There was the same ragged sofa and chairs, same wooden coffee table. The only changes were pretty much just a few cobwebs in the corners or under the furniture, but that's it.
"Where's the TV?" Emma asked.
Snow fake-laughed at her, "Emma, honey, there was no TV or anything like that back then."
Emma slumped onto the sofa and watched all the dust fly up as she did. She looked up at her parents who were whispering into each other's ear, then both laughing and giggling at each other.
"David, how long ago was it when someone was last in here?"
He looked up from Snow to Emma and thought for a second. "A really long time. 28 years ago."
Emma's eyebrows shot up. "28 years? I'm sorry, I know that number has been famous around here and stuff, but I lived through 28 years, I was not frozen in time, reliving the same day over and over again or in a coma. 28 years is a very long time."
Snow chuckled, "We believe you. Yes, that is a very long time."
They all just stayed like that for the next 10 minutes: Emma sitting up straight on the sofa, refusing to touch any other part of the dusty thing; David and Snow wrapped in a half-embrace, looking all over the room. David finally remembered something.
"Snow," David whispered down into her ear. Emma looked up at the sudden small voice, but seeing how they were side by side and had an arm around each other and David leaning his head down to Snow's ear, they just looked like they were the most perfect couple she had ever seen. She decided to eavesdrop, but not look like she was listening.
"Remember the last time we were here?" He whispered. Emma heard that, but she then thought she didn't want to know the reason. She faced the uninteresting wall, still listening.
"Charming, I was only here once, and that was only outside. What do you mean? I thought we already told Emma about all that?" Snow whispered back, confused.
"Oh, that's right, you were blindfolded." David grinned. Emma made a face towards the wall.
A light bulb blinked on inside Snow's head. She grinned back at him, and then asked for confirmation. "Our wedding night?"
David nodded, going in to whisper something else but instead, kissing right behind her ear, where he knew was one of her sensitive spots.
"Mm," Snow moaned. "Charming, not here." She murmured as she looked over at Emma, who was fortunately staring at the opposite side of the room. The last thing she wanted Emma to see was her own mother getting turned on by her father.
To Emma, all she could hear was silence, and then a few occasional voices, so she took that as a "Do not look whatsoever".
They were standing by the front door still. Instead of backing away from her because of their daughter's presence in the room, David just left a trail of kisses down Snow's neck and to her collarbone next. Unexpected small moans left Snow's mouth. She wanted Charming all to herself again, more, oh just in that moment, but she couldn't. And she needed him to stop immediately, or else Emma would definitely be scarred for life.
"Charming, oh," Snow whispered as quietly as she could. "Stop it, or else I will be out of control."
"Mm," David whispered as he went to the other side of Snow's neck. "I'd like that."
"In front of our daughter!" She whispered but exclaimed as quietly as she could.
David finally pulled back, disappointed. "Fine. But we just might have to replay our wedding night tonight, hm?"
"Are we staying here for the night?" Snow asked, talking a little louder, but more like a mumble than a whisper. David stood in front of her, grabbing her elbows and pulling her in a little closer.
"Yeah, is that okay?" David asked, making sure.
"Fine by me." Snow agreed. David gave her one of his smiles that practically just melted her heart right there on the spot.
"You know, just you and me," David went into a whisper again. "Alone, tonight. Finally getting a chance alone, together. We haven't been alone together in over 28 years, as Snow White and Prince Charming I mean. I think we kind of deserve it."
Snow grinned at David and bit her bottom lip, staring into those sapphire-blue eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she rested her forehead on his, while David wrapped his arms around her and they stayed like that for a while. They fit together perfectly like a puzzle complete.
"Okay guys, my neck is cramping from pretending I'm interested in this wall. Anytime soon now!" Emma shouted after a few minutes of silence from across the room, waking both Snow and David from their gazes into each other's eyes. They pulled apart from each other and looked over at Emma who was watching them now.
"And thank you," Emma concluded.
"For what?" David asked, having no idea what they just did for her.
"For not going any further than neck nibbling. I felt like I was going to have to be interested at that wall for a long time." Emma spoke like it was obvious.
Snow blushed from embarrassment. "You saw that?"
Emma smirked, standing up and walking over to them. "This house is pretty small, and there are more than just walls to look at. I have corners of my eyes as well, so yes, I saw that."
"Let's change the subject…" David interrupted when he saw things going in awkward directions.
"I'm hungry," Snow mentioned. "Are we just going to live off of wild berries and all that for now?"
David thought for a second. "I think so. At least I know of a really good area of bushes and trees nearby that have good edible berries and grapes that my mother and I always picked off of. If I'm correct, it should be ready to go in this time of season."
Emma groaned, complaining. "Do I have to go pick more berries? I gave up last time because I had no idea what to look for, and there were spiders and spiderwebs and all that nature-y stuff."
"Yes, but I'll teach you what to look for," David chuckled. "I had to go fetch for berries a lot when I was little for my mother, so I know exactly what to look for. I'll show you."
"Okay good, because I'm not letting you two alone in here by yourselves anymore." And she went out the door. David grabbed an old picnic basket from the kitchen where his mother used to store it for him to pick berries. Snow and David winked at each other, and then followed.
"Okay," Emma paused to wait for David and Snow to lead. "Where to, David?"
He and Snow caught up to Emma who was standing outside the farm.
"First," David took the lead into the forest, the rest following behind. "I'll show you where to look for grapes."
"Grapes?" Emma questioned. "As in the purple and green, good, juicy fruit? Is that actually edible from the forest?"
David chuckled at her comment, still walking. He stopped in front of a tall tree. "Yes, and here is a grape tree. I forgot what it's officially called, but I just call it the Grape Tree."
Emma looked up, and sure enough, hidden beneath the leaves, she saw bundles of dark, purple grapes. And they were reachable, too.
David reached up and plucked about a dozen grapes from a branch and three extra. He gave one to Snow and one to Emma, and left one for himself. "Squeeze the juice into your mouth."
Emma stared at him. "You expect me to eat this without washing it or anything?"
Snow laughed. "Emma, that's why you squeeze it, not eat it." Then she showed Emma, and then turned to David. "This is good!"
David smiled, and then squeezed his grape into his mouth. Emma refused. "I am not doing that. It's literally fresh from the forest!"
Snow rolled her eyes. "Well, then what will you eat? Because fresh from the forest is all we have."
Emma pondered that. "Fine." She leaned her head back and slowly squeezed the grape into her mouth. Just as the juice hit her tongue, she dropped the grape and made a face. David and Snow laughed.
"You think this is funny?" Emma looked at them. "That stuff is nasty!"
Snow put a hand on her shoulder. "Emma, I think you don't like it because you're just not used to it. Charming and I had to live off of wild berries and grapes. Even me, because I was in the woods escaping from Regina for part of my life."
"Ew. I can't believe you guys had to eat this stuff." Emma looked up at the tree in disgust.
"Let's move on to the next plant. Berries."
"Fun." Emma mumbled as David led the way.
They got back to the house with a basket full of grapes, berries, and other wild foods when it was almost getting dark.
"I'm starving!" Snow said when they got inside.
"Me too, but I don't know what I'll be having since all of it is forest food." Emma griped.
David closed the front door behind everyone and found a match and dozens of candles.
"Emma, you need to eat something," He said, striking the match and lighting a few candles. Emma watched him silently. "This is all the food we have."
"Is this all the lighting we have as well?" She complained, seeing all the candles lit around the living room. David looked up at the lighting, and then continued lighting the rest.
"We had no electricity," Snow explained, taking a match and striking it against the box David was holding for her, and she helped light the rest of the candles as she talked. "No TV, no radio, no cell phones, and even no running water that we have today in Storybrooke."
"No running water?!" Emma exclaimed.
"Well I do have a washroom," David told her. "And there's a hose outside for hose showers. But that's only if you're not afraid of spiders. Also, Daddy Longlegs are sometimes found on the sides of the house. Hopefully you aren't afraid of those either."
Emma turned to him, a frightened look on her face. "The last time I saw a Daddy Longleg was when I was at least 10 or 11, and even then, I was so scared that I didn't sleep for days."
"They don't hurt you," Snow said, not looking up. "Yes, they're poisonous, but their mouths are too small to bite."
"I know that," Emma said, matter-of-factly. "It was a long time ago that I saw one, so I don't know how I'll react…"
When all the candles were lit, Snow and David looked up. It was a little brighter, and good thing because it was getting darker.
"What time do you think it is?" Emma asked, sitting on the dusty sofa. She could see all the dust float up with all the light around her from the newly-lit candles.
Snow shrugged, sitting down next to Emma on the dusty couch. "I have no idea. There're no watches here either. David, is there some sort of clock around here?" She turned to him, who was now behind them, leaning forward against the back of the sofa. He looked around.
"No, sorry I don't think so. It might be around 7 or 8pm. When I was little, I made a huge sundial right outside, but it didn't last very long."
Emma nodded slowly, getting tired from their adventure. Her stomach growled. She hoped her parents didn't hear that, but too late. David walked over to the kitchen where he put the basket of food and brought it over to his family, setting it down on the coffee table in front of the couch. Emma removed her feet from the table as David sat next to Snow.
Emma made a look of disgust that Snow saw.
"Emma, you haven't tried any of the berries yet." She pointed out.
"What if I don't want to?" Emma said back. David took over.
"If you don't like it, fine, but at least try it! You'll never know if you'll like it or not if you don't try it."
Emma heard a hint of frustration in his voice, so she slowly picked a berry from the basket. Trying not to make him more frustrated, she calmly spoke. "Do I eat it without washing it?"
"Here," Snow put the berry Emma picked up back into the basket and picked it up off the table, calmly turning to David. "Charming, why don't you go outside to the hose and wash these?"
David stood up and grabbed the basket Snow was handing out to him and went out the front door. There was an awkward tension filling the room.
"I'm sorry he was acting like that," Snow broke the silence. "He's probably like that because all he's ever wanted was a child of his own that would grow up to be just like him. I remember him telling me that a lot back all those years ago. He wanted a son or a daughter who would always want to go out horseback riding or sword fighting or hunting, and who wasn't scared to eat wild berries with him."
Snow let Emma take all that in. She nodded slowly, now understanding. David wanted her to be a daddy's girl.
After a few minutes later of silence, David came back in from the front door with the basket of berries.
"Alright," David sounded calm again. "I washed the food. Emma, you don't have to eat anything tonight, but I highly recommend it. The hose outside is good to drink out of if you're thirsty."
He went over to the couch with Snow and Emma and set the basket in front of them as he sat down. He grabbed a handful of all sorts of berries they picked earlier and leaned back into the couch. Snow did the same. Emma looked up over at her father sitting beside Snow who was sitting beside her.
"David," Emma quietly spoke. David looked over at Emma as he popped a grape into his mouth. "I'm sorry I've been complaining today," She continued sincerely. "I'm just not used to being in the middle of all this nature, and needing to survive off of food from trees and bushes, and water from rivers and lakes. But I'll get used to it."
David smiled at Emma. "Hey, no, I should be the one apologizing. You're not used to this forest. I am. We all still need time adjusting being here, as a family. The curse just broke only a few days ago, and you're just now learning that magic and the curse is all real, and now you have to stay for a few days in a magical land, plus needing to eat all this food you don't like. I understand, and I'm sorry. For getting a little frustrated at you for not being just like me. But that doesn't mean you need to change for me, either. You were raised differently than I was."
David took a deep breath after letting all of that flow out. Emma gave a small smile at him and slowly picked up one of the berries from the basket and ate it. Instead of spitting it out right when she tasted the bitter taste of it, Emma waited for the real taste. To her surprise, it tasted good.
"How is it?" Snow asked. Emma saw that she was watching her facial expressions as she ate the berry.
"Actually, it's kind of good." She picked up another berry of the same kind and popped it in her mouth. Snow turned and winked at David. Emma just needed a chance to get used to this. All they needed was time.
After finishing up the basket of food and drinking enough water from the hose outside, David, Snow and Emma were all sitting on the couch, too tired to get up. Snow was almost sitting/laying on top of David, leaning against him, hands wrapped together, while Emma was sitting at the other end of the couch. They were all deep in thought.
"Mary Margaret?" Emma asked. It took Snow a second longer to realize who she meant.
"Yes?"
"So, I learned about David's parents, but I only learned a little about yours. What were they like? What happened to them?"
Snow sighed as David placed a small kiss on the side of her neck from behind. "My mother was a wonderful woman. She was a good person. In fact, all she ever wanted was for me to be good. She was a great leader and a perfect mother. Like I mentioned before, when I was around 7 or 8, she became deathly ill, and no one knew what was wrong with her. I was even given something to heal her, but it was dark magic. It replaced her dying life with someone else's healthy life, but I couldn't do it. It would be too cruel to kill someone innocent. My mother died when I was very young."
David stroked her hand with his thumb as she continued. "My father was also a good man and a good leader. He loved me very dearly. One day, a highly poisonous snake bit him and he died right there. Everyone told me it was his good friend he met recently, but deep down inside, I knew his friend was set up by Regina. I also knew it because that would be something she would do."
"You got that right," Emma mumbled in agreement. Then she spoke up. "So, how did she become so evil if she was such a good person in her younger years?"
"Rumplestiltskin," Snow said in an almost hateful tone. Emma made a face and Snow continued. "Regina told me one day how it all happened. Apparently, Rumplestiltskin also taught Cora about dark magic, and Cora grew up very poor. He told Regina how to get rid of her annoying mother because Cora always used spells on Regina. Once Regina made her own mother disappear to Wonderland, she went back to Rumplestiltskin and learned more, liking the feeling. From then on, she's been horribly evil."
Emma nodded slowly in agreement, then started yawn. "So what happened after you guys got married?"
Snow looked at David who she was still laying against and shared a knowing smile. Then she answered. "Well, before I get to the part you don't really want to know the details of, I'll tell you of how I found out what you were going to be even before you were conceived."
"Yeah, um, let's not get to the scene where I was conceived. Please." Emma begged.
David smirked. "Snow, I think you can just skip the story of that night here, then."
Emma rolled her eyes as Snow continued. "Anyway, when we were traveling to the lake that day, Ruth showed me a necklace that could predict the sex of your unborn child."
"She showed you that before I did?" David interrupted.
"Shh." Snow quieted him like a schoolteacher would quiet the class, but she held up her index finger onto his lips. "I'm talking."
David smiled sweetly as she took her finger down and continued. "I used to remember which way meant what, but I completely forgot now. But if the pendant swings one way over their hand, it's a boy. If it swings the other way, it's a girl. When Ruth held it over my hand, it didn't swing, and that's when I had to tell her about what King George did."
David leaned closer into her ear and whispered, but loud enough for Emma to hear, "But the curse lifted. We have a beautiful daughter sitting right over there."
Emma heard him and she blushed, but also out of embarrassment. She had never heard anyone call her their daughter. It almost felt good to be apart of a real family, but she still wasn't used to it yet.
Snow smiled at him and nodded in agreement. "Yes, we do. Anyway, right after Ruth died, he held the same necklace over my hand, and I tried to explain that it wouldn't work, but when I looked down, it was swinging. Only I remembered the directions out of the both of us, so I told him it would be a surprise."
"You wouldn't tell me, no matter what." David complained.
Snow smiled again at him, "I know."
"It was a pain." He went on.
"I know." Snow turned towards him and kissed him on the cheek, then turned back to Emma. "So from there wasn't much. We locked up Regina and I put her through a test if she would still go at me, and she did, but that's after I got help from Rumplestiltskin. She could never hurt anyone in our kingdom ever again. This was way after we took back the kingdom, so we were about to get married publicly. When Charming and I got married at our castle, Regina came barging in right after we said our vows. She threatened us by describing the curse she would put us through eventually."
David kissed her softly on the side of her neck again as she went on. "Shortly after, I learned I was pregnant, with you," She smiled at Emma. "A few months later, I was so worried about the curse, so we went to Rumplestiltskin on more information, since he can see the future."
"How'd that happen!?" Emma suddenly blurted out. "I never knew that!"
"I don't know that story, do you?" She turned to David, who shook his head. She continued. "Rumplestiltskin told us to protect you from the curse, so the Blue Fairy told us about a rare enchanted tree that could protect only one from the curse, so Geppeto built it as fast as he could, but by the time it was finally ready, I had suddenly gone into labor, which was unexpected. We had all planned to put me in the wardrobe with you still, but it was too late…"
David stroked her hand with his thumb again in reassurance. He was right there with her.
"I told Charming to take you to the wardrobe to protect you from the curse, so you could come back for us on your 28th birthday, but when he never came back after a while, I went into your nursery where the wardrobe was built, and I saw him on the floor, dead, covered in blood, and I just couldn't…"
Snow finally noticed she had tears silently flowing out of her eyes at the flashback. David unlinked their hands and wrapped his arms around her tightly.
"Shh," David calmed. "I'm here now. I'm right here. I'm alive; we're both alive. All of us are alive. It's been 28 years. The curse is broken. It's all okay. We're all safe."
It took Snow a few minutes to stop crying. "Thank you," She whispered to David.
"Well your love story is… action-filled." Emma said, wanting to change the subject. Snow laughed, despite her leftover tears, nodding in agreement.
"Yes it is." She agreed, turning to David, kissing him sweetly but chastely.
"I believe we are all tired," David announced after a little while of comfortably staying like that. Snow stood up so David could show them where to sleep. He stood up as well, Emma standing up also, following them into the small hallway. David entered a room. To Emma's surprise, it actually had a comfortable-looking bed in it, complete with covers and everything.
"Emma, this is your room tonight." David told her.
"Thank you," She said back, already walking towards the bed. "Looks comfortable."
"Good night, Emma." Snow said softly.
"Night." Emma sleepily replied, getting into the sheets.
David chuckled. "Night, Emma."
David closed her door as he and Snow walked further down the hall and entered another room.
Snow turned to him in the doorway and gave him a seductive smirk. "Now I remember our wedding night, Charming."
David took her hand and slowly pulled her with him towards the bed, but before they reached it, he pulled her into his arms, looking deep into her eyes, "I sure hope you do."
Before David could lock his lips with hers, Snow backed away teasingly. "Charming, I'm tired." Before David could stop her, she made her way to his bed and got in, pulling the covers up to her chin and closing her eyes.
"No way," He complained, watching her fake-sleep. "You are not going to do that to me."
"Mm," Snow mumbled, eyes still closed. "And why not? I'm tired. We've been walking all day, and I need my beauty sleep."
"No you don't," David slowly fought for the covers from Snow's grip and finally got in the bed with her. He wrapped his arms around her. "You're already beautiful," He murmured.
Snow slightly opened her eyes and met his, smiling at him. "Stop being so charming, Charming."
This time, when David went in for a kiss, Snow didn't reject him. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in closer, deepening the kiss. David slowly rolled on top of her, but trying not to put his full weight on her. Their kiss grew more passionate and intense by the second, both of them wanting it to last.
David went lower onto her neck with kisses as she weaved her fingers through his hair. He then started leaving a trail of kisses up along her jaw and behind her ear to her sensitive spot.
"Charming," Snow moaned. She could feel him smile from behind her ear.
"Yes, my dear Snow?" He whispered into her ear. Snow wrapped her legs around his legs so they were entwined together as she lifted his face up to hers and kissed him with a more heated passion than before. David kissed her back with an equal fervor. He liked where this was going.
After a few minutes of their breaths going back to normal and regaining strength, sweat clinging to each other, David turned them both onto their sides, facing each other. Snow pulled the covers up over them until they were fully covered.
"Hello," Snow smiled at him. David kissed her forehead.
"Are you really tired now?" He asked. Snow yawned as she nodded, snuggling up closer into his chest, about to fall asleep.
"Good night, Charming," She looked up at him as he looked down at her and kissed.
"Good night, Snow. I love you." David said sincerely as he got comfortable with her, wrapping his arms around her. They both fell asleep just like that.
A/N: If you only preferred the T rated version of this chapter and you see that there is another chapter after this, that is just the M rated version. Don't worry, I'm working very hard and very quickly :) Thank you!
