Authors note: Hey hey hey! Thanks a lot for the reviews and all, it means everything to me :) I hope you'll like this chapter which is for most of it a flashback eleven years ago… so I guess you know what it'll be about ;)

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Chapter 9: What's done is done

Eleven years ago.

She was sixteen back then and she was in her last high school year. Emma had always been a good student, especially in drama class and her teacher recommended her to go to a school of stage arts next year. It was a very sunny day and she had decided to go study outside. Her blond curls were up in a ponytail and she wore her glasses and was completely buried in her history lessons. She knew every event of the Second World War by heart and she was sure she was going to have a headache after she revised her French. This was the exam Emma feared the most. She suddenly felt a shadow hiding the sun that made her shot her head up. She certainly didn't expect to find the one guy she wanted to stay away from smiling down at her before sitting down next to her.

"Hi" he said, but she didn't answer him so he insisted "Neal Cassidy"

"I know who you are, thank you very much"

"What's your name?" he tried to start a conversation, but Emma was stubborn.

"I am trying to revise, in case you didn't notice. Some of us want to pass our exams you know"

"What makes you think I don't want to?"

"We share at least four classes together and you're never listening or doing something to make the class progress" she answered her eyes never leaving her papers.

"Maybe you could help me?" he said and she scoffed

"You're a desperate case. I don't see the point in doing something like that"

"You could consider that as your good deed of the year" she finally looked up at him and he was smiling brightly, hopefully and she sighed, defeated.

"Alright, you won. Tomorrow, same place, at ten. Don't be late" she said standing up.

"Thanks Emma" he told her and she gave him a quizzical look "Yes, I do know your name. See, looks like I pay attention after all" Neal winked at her.

It had been a month since the deal took place between the two, and their relationship had progressed in a way Emma would have never thought of. Indeed, they had been dating since a week and Emma was truly happy. Of course, Mary-Margaret had warned her soon after she saw Neal, but Emma just told her she needn't worry, that she need what she was doing. Currently, she was waiting for him to show up at their revising session. He was twenty minutes late and she was getting tired of waiting so she started to re-read her history without him. That's when he arrived, smiling and apologizing, planting a soft kiss on her lips, but she kept quiet.

"Come on Ems, I'm late because I got you a gift" he told her circling her with his arms and kissing her neck softly.

"You could have gotten it later" she told him stubbornly.

"At least look at it" he said and got a key chain out of his pocket.

Emma took a look at it. It was not big, a little silver with a blue background and a silver swan in the middle. It was not much, but it had its own beauty and that touched her.

"It's beautiful" she told him, taking the key chain in her hands "Where did you get it?"

"From a friend" Neal answered distantly.

"Really? Neal, you know I can tell when someone is lying"

"Let's say it's half the truth"

"Oh my God! You stole it, didn't you?" she said in shock.

"That guy owed me. It's not actual theft" he shrugged.

"I can't believe it! Neal… I… I'm touched by this, the fact you wanted to give me a gift, but I'm not accepting it. You stole it! You better be on time tomorrow"

"What about today's session?" Neal inquired.

"Not in the mood anymore" she said standing up and leaving without another look back. Neal watched her as she walked away, knowing it'll be all forgotten the next day, like always.

The exams were finally behind them and some guys Neal knew were throwing a party to celebrate and he had asked Emma if she'd like to come with him which she answered with an enthusiastic yes. They were there around seven p.m. and alcohol was already starting to get its way down people throat and up to their heads. Neal introduced his girlfriend to some of his friends before getting them beer. Later that night, when they were starting to not think quite straight anymore, they found themselves in a room, alone, and you can imagine what happened next. Clothes were thrown around and they collapsed on the bed. When she woke up the next morning, Emma was in Neal's arm, in a bed she didn't know and with a headache.

Holidays were there right after they had their results and Emma had passed them with no problems. She barely saw Neal during the vacations though. He was always pretexting to have something planned whichever date she suggested. However, she woke up one day, feeling sick like she never did before and her belly hurt like hell. As the sixteen year old girl she was, she totally freaked out and ran to her sister for help. The two of them were really close and Emma knew Mary-Margaret would never judge her. She told her little sister it was hardly possible, but she could go and get her a test if she wanted to, to reassure herself. When she came back, Emma took it and waited for the results, Mary-Margaret sitting beside her, drawing reassuring circles on her back until Emma started to cry, throwing the test away. Her sister got up and took it seeing the positive result, she ran back to her sibling and hugged her tight, before telling her they should inform their mother. Emma weakly nodded and followed her out of the room. When Ava – their mother – was told about it, she didn't want to be angry at her daughter, how could she? She told her those things happened and that she wouldn't blame her if she wanting to keep the baby. Telling her it was her choice and that she should go to Neal and tell him about it, Emma nodded again and left to Neal's apartment about half an hour later. She got there faster than she ever had. She knocked on his door, but nothing happened. So she tried again, and again, and again until the cleaning lady saw her crying, her head in her hands. She asked her if she was Emma Swan and Emma nodded, and the lady told her that Neal had left something for her before he moved out of his flat. Emma took it and thanked the lady. It was a small package and she opened it quickly. She found the swan key chain he had gotten her a few months ago and a note 'It's never going to work out between us, but this is yours however. Sorry, Neal'. She waited to come home to yell at everything and express her anger and sadness. She could have thrown away the key chain, burn the paper. But she kept them preciously to let herself remember never to trust anyone again. She also kept the baby, she wasn't able to kill any form of live, even if not entirely developed for now. Her mother and sister as well as David told her she could always count on them. She renounced going to her school of art for the next two years so that she could be near her child for his first two years. Nine months later, Emma gave birth to Henry Swan, a beautiful baby boy.

Back to present day

Emma never forgot what Neal had done to her. She was angry with him, even after all those years. Nevertheless she never regretted keeping Henry, he was the only great thing Neal had ever given her and her son was her ray of sunshine every day and even more when she was feeling down. She heard a light knock on her door that woke her up from her thoughts. She got up from the couch and went to open it, staring in shock as she did.

"Hey"

"Neal…"

Author's note: I really hope you liked it! I wanted to talk about Emma's past and I know I changed many things about what normally happens on the show, but as I said, I really hope you enjoyed it! :D Please, leave a review belooooowww! :D xx