Emma's POV
"You-You remember that?" She asks timidly. I nod, "just now I had a flashback of it, but what did you mean?" I ask. "Just before my father died, he told me that a savior would come and lift me up, and help me fly." Sh sighed, a tear slipped out of her closed eye. "I-I'm sorry." I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her neck, after a minuet she melted into the embrace, I felt her arms snake around my waist, I held her closer, it felt so -- so right, so natural, so perfect. After a while we both pulled away, I smiled at her. "We're friends right?" She asks me. "Well I'm kind of a loner, but a friend wouldn't be bad." I laugh, smiling. "Hey, I saw your ad in the paper, about the apartment. I mean, I know its no New York, but would you maybe like to move here? Rent free?" She offers, my eyes lit up, "Yeah, that'd be great, thanks!" I yell hugging her.
I ran home to tell my mom the good news, her car wasn't parked in the driveway, so I decided to put on some music and start packing. I started with my clothes, then I began with my books as I heard the car pull into the drive. I ran down into the kitchen and saw Mary Margret walk in. I shot her a smile. "What?" She asked me laughing. "I got a place!" I yelled. She smiled. "Really where? It isn't too far is it?" I didn't answer, deliberately to scare her. "Oh my god! You found a place in New York?" She asks. I look down. "No, I got a place with the Mayor." I laugh. "Is that sarcasm?" She asks. "Actually no, I got place with the Mayor." She smiled. "Really? She doesn't hate you like she hates everyone else in this town?" She asks. "I guess not, because its rent free." I laugh, she puts the kettle on as I go back into my room and play my favourite song, 'Only You' by Yazoo, it reminds me of Neal, a guy I met in New York on holiday, we had a fling, and I got pregnant. After I had the baby, which we named Henry, I got into some trouble with the police and Neal got no-contact custody. He'd be about three now. I thought of holding my baby boy in my arms, then letting him slip through my fingers over one stupid mistake. I lost the only thing I'd ever cared about, the only thing that could ever have a chance at loving me, over a bad choice. I thought about what he looked like. Me or Neal? Or even a mix of both? What was he like? How is he? I just want to know him. I let my feelings cloud my common sense and I messaged Neal.
To; Neal Cassidy
Hi, I know that we have a no contact custody arrangement but this is killing me. I need to see my son. I need to meet him. Please?
Emma Swan.
I got a reply instantly.
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Parallel Universe
Fanfiction((They never sent Emma through the wardrobe)) Before the curse was broken, Emma and Regina were close, but what happens when Emma learns the truth about the Former Evil Queen?
