Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon a Time. I am just a fan. The only thing I own is my own Characters such as Aliyah.
Chapter 1: A Little Situation
"Okay guys, I need that prize winning shot," Aliyah muttered. Her breath was light, eye open, and hands steady. The moon high and beautiful, it was the perfect set. "What is wrong with you guys? You never let me down." Aliyah looked away from the viewfinder and checked her screen. She had plenty of pictures for her client to pick, but she herself wasn't happy. She knew the perfect shot was there. She looked back at her subjects through her viewfinder. She can wait. She had time.
Time passed by, and Aliyah was getting restless. 'Okay, fine, I guess I can't wait. They will have to pick what I have.' She thought, grabbing her camera bag. Aliyah was turning off her camera when something told her to look up. There it was, the shot she was looking for, the one she needed to feel like she completed her job. She took a deep breath, then snapped her photo. 'Two more.' until her phone went off, causing the wolf pups to run back to their mother.
Frustrated, she reached into her back pocket and answered. "Dang it, Emma!" she hissed. "You know you don't call me when I'm working. Unless this is an emergency and you are dying, this better be good. I had the perfect shot of the week!"
"Sorry Liyah, but I have a little... well... situation, I would like your help with."
"Emma, when are you not in a situation? I thought you said you can handle this one? Your plan on getting him was solid." She said turning her camera off. There was no use anymore, but she at least got the shot she wanted.
"Yeah, that went fine, I got him, but this is a unique situation."
"What do you mean unique? Did you get another job?"
"You'll see. Same spot?"
Aliyah sighed and turned her camera off. It wasn't unheard of for Emma to ask her for help, but this was puzzling. She knew when something was wrong with Emma and something was off.
"Aliyah still there?"
"Yeah, sorry."
"Okay, thought you got eaten by a bear or something." Emma laughed.
"Well, I hope you would have heard me scream something before I died," the two laughed. "I'll start packing up and be up there by the time you arrive."
"Thanks Aliyah."
"Welcome, oh Ems?"
"Yeah?"
Aliyah smiled a little, "Hope you liked your cupcake, happy birthday!"
"Thanks Liyah, I appreciated it." She heard Emma say before the phone went dead.
Sighing, she placed her phone back in her pocket and started breaking down her tripod, placing it in her duffle bag along with her cameras, both digital and film. While grabbing the canisters, she felt something furry brush and nip her fingers. She looked away from her bag, seeing a pup.
"Oh, so now you want to be photo friendly? Well, too late, I'm leaving." She said petting the pup. "I think your older siblings told you to be difficult, didn't they?" She asked, reaching for the rest of her stuff, but received a head cock in response. Aliyah looked over toward the rest of the pack, seeing the mother watching her. She smiled and slowly got up. Grabbing her bags, she gave the pup one last head rub and headed towards her destination.
As Aliyah walked the trail back towards the road, she couldn't help but ponder over the awkward conversation. What was this thing she needed help with? Why couldn't she talk about it over the phone? Once the street was under her feet, Aliyah saw Emma's yellow bug sitting on the side like she never left. As Aliyah walked closer, she noticed a boy in the passenger seat.
'Don't tell me she kidnapped a kid.' she thought as she walked up to the bug.
"Hey Emma..." she greeted. Then looked at the boy, "and who is this?"
The boy looked at her, "I'm Henry," he said, then looked over at Emma, "Emma is my birth mother." He looked back at Aliyah. "Who are you?" he questioned.
Aliyah looked at the boy, shocked. Glancing at Emma, who confirmed his story, she let out a sigh, 'This must be the situation she was talking about.'
"Well, Henry, I'm Aliyah, Emma's sister."