Hey, it's been a couple days and I was debating whether to continue the story or not. But, I always finish what I start. Well, most of the time. Okay, sometimes. Anyway, thanks to the people who've already reviewed. Your comments mean a lot to me, and I do take them into consideration. So, I don't own anything, just an extreme admiration of the show.
Emma marched up to the mayor's house and rang the doorbell. She only stood there for five seconds before she heard the shuffling of feet. The door swung open, revealing Henry. When he saw Emma, his eyes brightened and he broke out into a huge grin.
"Emma! You came! My mom's not here, but she'll be back in an hour. Come in, we gotta talk about Operation Cobra," he said, already excited. Emma couldn't help but smile. She walked in and Henry quickly latched onto her wrist, urging her to follow him. Emma realized this was the first time she's actually wandered through the mayor's house, besides her office. Henry lugged her up the stairs after him while Emma inspected everything. There were pictures of a younger Henry with Regina. They were both smiling, like there wasn't a care in the world. Emma wondered where the times had gone.
She followed Henry through the hallway, taking everything in. As he pulled her into his room, Emma caught a glimpse of what she assumed was Regina's room. Scene after scene of dirty thoughts played in her head. Only when Henry began to babble did she notice she was sitting.
"Okay. I've figured out this much so far. My mom brought everyone here. And I told you before, Snow White and Prince Charming are your parents. Archie is Jiminy Cricket. Ruby is Red Riding Hood. Um... Marco is Gepetto. Ashley is Cinderella. Oh and there's these two kids in my school who I think might be Hansel and Gretel. I think Sidney is the Magic Mirror. It kinda makes sense, I mean, Sidney Glass. Glass as in mirror. But I don't know. What do you think, Emma?" Henry asked, but interrupted her before she could open her mouth, "And Graham was the Huntsman. He was starting to remember who he was, which got him killed," Henry stopped for a second.
"Emma, my mom killed him. She killed him. She took his heart and she... she crushed it," Henry's voice was getting quieter. He looked down at his hands.
"Hey, kid. She didn't kill him, okay? It was a heart attack, the autopsy said so. And there's no way she could've killed him. I was with him when he... died," Emma murmured, trying hard not to get emotional.
"But... I... I still don't know. I'm still trying to figure things out. I'm glad you got rid of Mr. Gold. You proved that maybe good can win," Henry said, beaming at her. Emma's voice got caught in her throat. Mr. Gold was still after her, he had tricked her. But she couldn't let Henry know. That would just confuse him. And it'd be the whole "crazy" thing all over again. Emma wouldn't let that repeat itself.
"Look, Henry," Emma started. Suddenly, she heard a car door slam. Henry began to panic as he glanced out the window. Regina was locking her Mercedes.
"Emma, it's my mom! She can't see you here!" Henry practically shouted. Emma quickly shushed him and scanned her possible options. She made a perfectly planned and educated decision; she was gonna jump out the window. Henry motioned for her to get out. Emma dashed across the hall into Regina's bedroom and as silently as she could in a time like this, opened the window.
Knowing she'd regret it soon enough, she scurried down the slanted roof and leaped off. As she landed, she heard her knee crack and a sharp sting jolted to life in her leg. Biting back the pain, Emma hobbled as fast as she could across the unsurprisingly perfect lawn. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Regina unlocking the front door.
"Shit," Emma cursed under her breath. She attempted to sneak past the woman when Regina cleared her throat. Emma looked up, guilty as charged.
"Ms. Swan, what a surprise to see you here. On my property," Regina said, gritting her teeth at the last sentence. Regina did not need this right now, her errands hadn't gone so well. In other words, Mr. Gold was threatening her.
"Oh um, yeah. Sorry about that. There were these punk-ass kids who tripped me and threw my badge somewhere over here. Just trying to get it back, and I did," Emma lied, holding up her badge. She managed a feeble smile. Regina nodded her head slowly before continuing.
"I assume you took care of the hoodlums, Sheriff Swan? I would expect nothing less from my town's sheriff," Regina said, her face without a ghost of a grin. Emma chuckled a bit.
"Oh, I took care of them, alright. They won't be messing with me or the citizens of Storybrooke if they know what's good for them," Emma assured her.
"Ms. Swan, what were you really doing here?" Regina said. Emma put on her best facial display of confusion.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't understand, Madame Mayor. I just told you," Emma said, trying a bit too hard. Regina decided against her will and sauntered over to Emma, getting in her personal space.
"Do you honestly think that I would believe such a weak story? Don't mistake me for an idiot, Ms. Swan. I know you were here meeting with Henry. It would be in your best interest to stay away from my son, if you know what's good for you," Regina stated, venom dripping from her words. Their faces were so close to each other, Emma could feel Regina's warm breath on her cheeks. It was so tempting to close her eyes and let her body take control. Emma's eyes darted to Regina's blood red lips and then back to her eyes. Emma opened her mouth to speak but didn't know what to say.
"What are you trying to say, Ms. Swan? Or have I bested you yet again?" Regina questioned in mock uncertainty. Emma ran her fingers through her hair. Screw her. Doesn't matter how attractive she is. Or how hard you hope she'll change. She'll always hate you, Emma thought to herself
"You know what? I keep trying to find this tiny speck of conscience in you, but you just never come through. Every time I see you so close to actually seeming human, you instantly become a heartless bitch again. How did you become like this? Why are you so cold?" Emma asked.
Her eyes searched Regina's for a sign of humanity, or even emotion. She thought she could see something, but she ignored it. She was tired of this. Emma twirled around and stomped off as best as she could with an injured leg. As she neared the entrance, she shouted over her shoulder, "And for the record, Madame Mayor, Henry is my son, too."
Regina just watched her leave, mouth opened in shock. She could feel a tear trickle down her cheek. An agonizing pain burned in her chest and she felt a lump form in her throat. Did Emma Swan really just go there? Regina was familiar with criticism and constant hatred. She's received some pretty cruel words plenty of times before, and Regina was so used it, she dismissed it instantly. It never really affected her. Hell, she enjoyed it most of the time. But, then... why did it hurt so badly when it came from Emma? she thought as another tear formed in her eye.
So, that's it for now. I'll update soon, like by the end of the week. I have a good idea on how I want things to go. This is True Randomness over and out! ...Okay, now sorry, but that sounded kinda weird. So... later.