Hello From the Outside

Chapter 10

The blondes pupils screamed as they adjusted to the bright fluorescent light. Holding her eyelids halfway open she caught a quick glance of Cora stumbling into the wall and disappearing completely. Letting out a frustrated growl she looked around the room. The walls were made of stone and they seemed wet, almost like the moist walls of a well.

Her green eyes locked onto a door, it looked exactly like the door to her wardrobe, only bigger. It was a wooden contrast to the strange soggy stone. She walked forward and flipped up the large clasp to open the door.

The large door made a loud creaking noise in the silent room, and the blonde walked into the hallway. Dark, opaque windows filled the right side walls of the dim hallway. Stumbling forward she made her way to the first window.

Reaching out she touched the window, her hand received a shock and she stumbled back, hitting the wall behind her. A image swirled into the window, bending, and turning into a vision. Emma gasped as she recognized the people in the window.

Stepping forward she concentrated and studied the scene that was happening. It was her first foster family, the Swan's. The old couple were at a hospital, the older man had salt and pepper hair and the older woman was bald. There was an I.V pole beside her hospital bed and a heart monitor. Beeps from the heart monitor filled the quiet room. The young blonde's eyes watered as she focused on what was in the I.V bag that was hanging upside down on the pole. Chemo.

Emma covered her mouth with her palm, muting a loud sob. Whimpering she heard the man's gruff whisper, so she sniffed and walked as close as she could to the window, trying to make out what the older man was saying to the woman.

"You have to fight Linda, you can't just leave me..." he sniffed. "I have made so many mistakes, and if I could go back I would, for starters I would make you go to the doctor way before this." The older man lifted his wrinkled and calloused hands and wiped his tired eyes.

The door of the hospital room suddenly opened and a young brunette that was Emma's age stormed in.

'Momma?" The young brunnette put her purse on the table beside the bed and leaned down to kiss Linda's bare head. A tear left the young brunettes eye and created a wet trail on the side of the elderly womans face.

Straightening back up she walked over to her father.

"Hey Raya" his deep voice cut through the somber room.

The young brunette kissed his forehead and sat in the chair beside him. She cleared the lump out of her throat. "How is she?"

"She's tired, the doctor called me and told me she may have a few hours left"

Emma whimpered and her bottom lip trembled, this was supposed to be her forever family. Linda, Wyatt and apparently Raya. Was this fate all along? Regina's words echoed in her mind. 'Ain't fate a bitch' Emma bit her bottom lip to hold back her pitiful sobs.

Raya's voice cut through the silent hallway. "Should we tell Emma?"

The older man cleared his throat. "I don't think she would be interested, we sent her back."

The young brunette shook her head. "We need to find her and tell her, she loved you two"

Wyatt smiled. "You're just like your mother. so caring of other people. I'm glad she decided to talk to you about Emma"

Raya nodded and her deep dimples showed when she smiled at her father. All of their eyes widened when they heard a long loud beep coming from the heart monitor.

"No!" Emma shouted. The blonde stumbled backwards over her own feet and her back hit the wall behind her. Emma's vision blurred while she watched two nurses come in and announce the time of death. Linda was gone.

The window turned opaque and the blonde slid down the wall, curling her body into a ball. Her long slender arms wrapped around her skinny jean covered legs. Tears flowed freely out of Emma's eyes, causing her skinny jeans darken in one spot. Her breath came in short pants and she whimpered in emotional pain.

They remembered her, they actually remembered her and they are going to call. She let out a particularly loud wail at the realization that she was dead and they weren't going to get an answer. The blondes eyes widened as the door started to come closer to her. Making Emma move out of the way and to the next window. The first one no longer there.

She sniffed and studied the opaque window, does she dare touch this one? If the last one caused her such sorrow what will this one cause? She shook her sweaty hands and loosened her body. She can do this. She was after all, Emma Swan.

TBC  

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