You guys are the best! thanks for all the story alerts and reviews! Emmas story is told from an outsiders point of view not hers
Henry stared at Emma for a fraction of a second. "Emma you said he was dead," he said softly. Emma gulped. "Well... for a while I wished he was." Emma said running her fingers through her hair "I thought he left me." "You lied to me!" Henry cried standing up to face her. "Henry I'm so sorry!" Emma said "How can I make it up to you?" Henry thought about this for a moment. "Tell me everything you remember about him." he finally said quietly. Emma was about to oject but instead she took a deep breath and started their story.
Emma and Baelfire's Story
It was a hot day in Arizona the day Emma Swan met him, one of the hottest of the year. She was 16 years old and bored with her job at the local diner she worked at. It was about 7 p.m and her shift was almost over when someone she hadn't seen before walked in. He was tall with dark brown hair and eyes to match. He was wearing a dark brown jacket and dark wash jeans despite the heat. When he sat down at the bar Emma flounced over. "What would you like?" she asked. He studied the menu for a moment before saying "Apple pie and hot chocolate with cinnamon, please." Emma smiled at this. "I thought I was the only one who liked hot chocolate with cinnamon!" she exclaimed. The boy regarded her with and equal amount of surprise. He grinned at her then extented his hand. "I'm Blaize Spinner." he said. Emma wrinkled her nose a little and smiled at him. "Blaize is an interesting name." she said. The boy looked at her for a moment then said, "If you're trying to say that Blaize is a odd name, I know it is, but my real name is much odder" Emma looked at him with surprise. She didn't think anyone would choose the name Blaize out of free will. "What's your real name then?" she asked. He had just smiled at her. "That's classified information, but if you wanna come back and see me after your shift is over, then maybe I'll tell you." Emma fake-scowled at him, but sure enough at 8 o'clock she was there at his table. They talked for a long while. He told her that his father abandoned him and how his mother left when he was little. What surprised him most was how calm he was about everything. At one moment Emma asked if he was still mad at his dad and he said no. "But why, after all he did to you?" Emma asked incredously. "Because," he said calmly "Neither of us benefit from me holding a grudge. He wasn't himself when he let me go, so I shouldn't hold it against him." In return Emma told him about her life in the foster program. He was sypathetic and understanding and it wasn't long before they went on a second, third, fourth, and fifth date. They dated up until the moment he went missing.
Emma took a steadying breath and looked at Henry. He really did look like Blaize. "Did you ever find out his name?" was Henry's question. Emma nodded. "It was Baelfire." Henry looked thoughtfully at her. "I have to go." Henry said and started towards the door. "Wait, Henry! Where are you going?" Emma called heading after him. "To Mr. Gold's. Do you want to come?" he said calmly. Emma nodded and followed him.
When they walked into the shop, Mr. Gold was there, cleaning an old looking ball on the counter. "What can I do for you, Miss Swan?" he asked looking at them. Henry walked right up to the counter and whisper in his ear the most surprising words he ever heard come frome the young boys mouth: Was your son's name Baelfire?. Mr. Gold gaped at him for a moment then nodded. Emma watched from the corner of the shop. She didn't trust Mr. Gold. She saw Henry smile as Mr. Gold nodded. What were they talking about? Henry was still smiling as he walked over to Emma. He looked her in the eyes and said, "My dad came to Storybrook to find his father, right? Well I think I just found him." With that Henry walked out quietly, the bell on the door jingling slightly. Emma thought for half a second then realized Henry's words. "You!" she growled heading straight at Mr. Gold and giving him a well placed punch. Then she completely broke down. Through her sobs Mr. Gold could only understand a few words such as: " You...He...Dead! Hate you!... Can't!" Finally, he grabbed her by the shoulders. "Miss Swan please calm down! i can't understand anything you are saying!" he practically shouted. Emma glared at him for a minute. Then took a breath and said, "Your son is Henry's dad." Mr. Gold stared shell shocked at Emma for a minute. "I hate you," she said looking at the floor. "You know what he said to me once?" Mr. Gold shook his head. Emma continued, "He said that he wished that he was never born, because if he was never born then his father would never had gained power and would never had killed a bunch of people." They were both silent for a minute. Then Mr. Gold asked, "What was he like?" Emma glared at him for a moment then sighed. "I guess if he was here he'd want me to tell you," she said "He was really calm and loved to read. He told the best fairytale stories ever and he was always humming or singing a song. Oh, and he went by Blaize Spinner." Mr. Gold had tears in his eyes. "Do you have any pictures?" He choked out. Emma nodded and got out her wallet. Inside the last pocket was was a faded photograph of two people, a boy and a girl. In the backround was a ferris wheel. The girl on the right was obviously Emma Swan, but looking resonably younger, her face glowing with happiness. The boy next to her was a little taller than her, and had dark brown hair and warm brown eyes. He was grinning as well, one arm wrapped around Emma. Mr. Gold stared for a second then took a deep breath. "Where is he?" he asked. Emma gulped. Mr. Gold understood everything as Emma said one word. "Regina"
Underneath the hospital, in cell B6
Regina walked crisply down the hall and unlocked the door to cell B6. As she went in, the boy was sitting with his back turned to her. "You know, this place could really use a window." he said and she could here the smirk in his voice. "You know I can't do that, Blaize." she said back. She dropped the plate of food she was holding on the bed. Then she turned and walked out of the room. Bae sighed. Even as mean as Regina was it was nice to get visitors. "Emma where are you?" he whispered to himself as he let a single tear fall from his face on to the floor.