Hi guys! I want to thank those who have read my story so far, it's a nice feeling knowing someone has at least taken a look at my writing. I have concluded the ending to Emma leaving Regina's house because there is so much more to write and I felt that leaving it at when they first meet would be concise enough. Don't fret though! Soon enough SwanQueen will occur, just not for a bit. Of course we need some conflict between the two (;. Other than that, thank you and enjoy!
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"Kid, come inside." Emma pulled Henry inside the house, shut the door and glared at him. "I think you've got me mistaken for some..."
"Emma, you are my mom! You're the one that's gonna save us from the Evil Queen!" Henry smirked towards the blonde and reached for his backpack, pulling out a brown coloured book. The cover contained white font that had the title of Once Upon A Time. "Look." He opened the pages to show a story of Snow White when she met Prince Charming. Flipping through, he explained the journey the two went through, how they fell in love and had a baby named Emma. "It's you Emma. You're Snow White's daughter, the saviour of us all and you will defeat the Evil Queen!" Henry's arm went up in hopeful triumph.
"He-Henry. I don't have a son! You may have gotten it all wrong."
"NO! You gave me up 10 years ago for adoption. That's me." Henry looked down with a disappointed face. His mouth now formed a frown.
"I'm going to call the cops."
"And I'll tell them that you kidnapped me." The boy was smart, Emma knew the cops would believe him since she was his birth mother.
Emma knew she did not want to upset the boy anymore than he already was. "Okay, c'mon kid. Where are you from? I need to take you home."
"I live in Storybrooke, Maine." He replied
"Whoa wait. You came all the way from Maine? That's like a state or two away." Emma smacked her forehead because she knew how much crap she was in. "Let's go now. I'm pretty sure your mother is worried sick."
They soon reached the yellow car, Emma opening it to let him. She soon reached the drivers side and hesitated to open the door. What if it's just some trick? Maybe this kid isn't really my son. The blonde only hoped that all she had to do was drop him off and leave like nothing ever happened. Pulling on the handle, Emma sat inside and closed the door.
"Alright kid. You sure it's Storybrooke, Maine?" Emma's eyes glanced at Henry, waiting for the approval.
"Yeah ma', let's go" Henry's reply made Emma shudder. They had only met minutes ago but yet he was already calling her ma'? Normally children don't become accustomed to newly found family, but he was different. Emma was determined to find out exactly who he was and why he seemed that way.
The ride to Maine was quiet. Only on occasion would Henry stare at Emma in which she caught from a corners eye view. To disrupt the peace, Emma spoke up.
"So tell me, uh Henry. Who's your mom?"
"She's the Evil Queen." His face turned sour. Did not he not like his mom?
Emma ignored what Henry said about the Evil Queen. Her only concern was getting him home and not ruining his beliefs. You're basically riding with a stranger kid." Emma's head shook slightly knowing she'd have to face an angry and unsettled mom.
The ride the rest of the way was again quiet. The sign Welcome To Storybrooke now came into view, a smile curled on Emma's lip. She wouldn't have to deal with Henry any longer now that they're back in his hometown. Although she did feel sorry for the fact that he came all the way to meet her when in return Emma would just be leaving him. A relationship with the boy was something she did not want at the moment as all those rights were given up many years ago.
As soon as she saw the town it immediately felt like home, even though she never really knew what a home really was. The sights of the streets and houses seemed to light up with a type of glow, it all seemed familiar. Emma turned to the boy and asked, "What's the address?"
"Forty-four, not-telling-you street" Emma stopped the car and got out. "Look kid, it's been a long night and it's probably la.." The blonde's eyes gazed at the clocktower, it read 8:15p.m.
"The clock hasn't moved my whole life. Time's frozen here."
"Huh? Excuse me?"
"The Evil Queen did it with her curse. She sent everyone from the Enchanted Forest here."
"So you mean to tell me that all fairy tale characters are here?"
"Yeah and now they're trapped."
"Frozen in time, stuck in Storybrooke. Is that what you're going with?"
"It's true!"
"Then why doesn't everyone just leave?"
"They can't… If they try, bad things happen." Emma still did not believe in Henry's story. It all seemed too ridiculous to be true, but kids have their way of making things up. Soon enough, a man with a dog started walking up to the two
"Hey Henry. Is everything alright?" The man asked with a concerned expression.
"Yeah, I'm fine Archie."
"Who might this be?" Archie glanced up at Emma, his arm going in for a shake.
"Just someone giving him a ride home."
"She's my mom Archie."
"Do you know where he lives?"
"It's right up there on Mifflin St., the Mayor's house is the biggest on the block." Archie replied. Emma's eyes bulged at his comment.
"Wait. You're the Mayors kid?"
"Uh.. Maybe?"
"Henry, you miss our session today. Where were you?" Archie crouched down to be face to face with the boy.
"I went on a field trip. I forgot to tell you."
"Henry, what'd I tell you about lying? Giving into one's dark side never accomplishes anything" Henry's face twitched at Archie's comment. He wasn't always a good liar, especially not with the man who is specialised in psychology.
"Look, I better get the kid home."
"Oh yeah. Well, have a good night. You be good Henry." The man then walked away
"So he's your shrink? Doesn't seem cursed to me."
"I'm not crazy. He needs help, he just doesn't know."
"That he's a fairy tale character."
"None of them do Emma."
Henry and Emma walked back to the car, turning on the ignition. She faced the boy and comment, "Alright then. I'll play, whos he?"
"Jiminy Cricket"
"Right, the lying thing. Thought your nose grew a little bit."
"I'm not Pinocchio!"
"'Course you're not, cause that'd be ridiculous."
As Emma pulled in near the house she could feel something odd about the place. A form of tension seemed to build, drawing her to the conclusion that she had to meet Henry's parents. Turning off the ignition, Emma got out of the car, Henry following.
"Wait! Please don't take me back there."
"I have to. I'm sure your parents are worried sick."
"I don't have parents. I just have a mom and she's- evil."
"Bit extreme, don't you think?"
"She doesn't love me, she only pretends to."
"Kid, I'm sure that's not true."
Making their way up the steps to the door had the blonde nervous. How would the mother react?
The door suddenly opened and there stood a sheriff and a woman of average height stood at the door. She wore a grey like dress that clung tightly against her body. Her hair was done in an elaborately coiffed way that made the hair on Emma's arm stand. She was beautiful, no doubt about it, but the sudden raise of voice took her out of the trance she was in.
"Henry! Where have you been? What happened?" The Mayor hugged the boy. Before he left upstairs he told her, "I found my real mom!" The Mayors eyes now set back on Emma. The look was evil. No wonder the boy thought she was the Evil Queen. Of course this did not scare Emma as almost nothing did.
"I'll go check on the lad, make sure he's okay." The sheriff stated before retreating the two.
"You're Henry's birth mother?" The Mayor asked in a tone that sounded almost demanding, requesting an answer. Her face was that of someone who appeared to be crying, or in an upset mood.
The blonde looked the Mayor in the eye and smiled. "Yeah." The only response Emma received was the look of the Mayor checking out the blonde. Her eyes traveled up and down her body before looking Emma in the eye. Suddenly a grin formed on the Mayors face, a look of something like lust. "I apologise for how rude I was. My son's disappearance had me despondent for the past few hours. Although, he is now home and I thank you. Would you mind joining me inside for a glass of the best apple cider you've ever tasted?" The last few words sounded deceiving, then again Emma did not want to upset the Mayor more than she already was. Already the Mayor was walking inside, her head never turning back. The blonde followed foot.
As they reached the foyer the brunette had already retrieved two glasses, handing one to the blonde.
"Your name is?"
"Emma.. Emma Swan. How did the kid find me?"
"I'm not sure. I got him at 3 weeks old. Records sealed, I was told the mother did not want any contact."
"You were told right."
"Need I be worried about the father?"
"No, not at all."
"Do I need to be worried about you, Miss Swan?" The Mayors tone became stone cold serious.
"Absolutely not."
The two were interrupted by sudden footsteps. The sheriff informed the Mayor that Henry is okay, just tired. He then left the house, leaving the two alone once again. The Mayor walked into a sitting room where Emma followed. As Emma went to sit down she could hear the door closing. Was this woman plotting something?
"I apologise for Henry dragging you out of your life. I don't know what's gotten into him." The Mayor stood near the fireplace, exchanging looks with the blonde before moving to a seat across from her.
"Kid's having a rough time. Happens"
"You have to understand, ever since I became Mayor, balancing things have been have a job I assume?"
"Uh, I keep busy. Yeah."
"Well, imagine another one piled on top. That's being a single mom. So I push forward. Am I strict? I suppose. But I do it for his own good. I want Henry to excel in life. I don't think that makes me evil, do you?" The Mayor smiled at the blonde. For a moment Emma felt she may be different, not the evil that Henry supposed. It was just something about her that seemed to be so familiar. Nevertheless, things needed to be left as it was.
"I'm sure he just says that became of the fairy tale thing."
"What fairy tale thing?" The Mayors face contorted into one of confusion. The blonde seemed to be the only comfortable one here, making the Mayor skeptical.
"He thinks everyone is a fairy tale here. Like his shrink is Jiminy Cricket."
"I'm sorry but I really have no idea what you are talking about." Emma's reaction became dumbfounded. Of course the brunette was oblivious to Henry's imagination. Emma felt embarrassed and decided to lead herself out.