𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼

'This Doesn't Make Me Evil'

Jackson held the door open, standing to the side as everyone walked back into the Charming's loft. He watched as his girlfriend followed in last, holding her lower back as he closed the door behind them, the girl holding her head.

"You have to think of something else about the author. Some way to find him, now think." Emma spoke, earning a small look from the woman next to her.

"We've told you everything we know." David spoke.

"You sure about that? Because, all of our lives are just filled with secrets, these
days." Brooklyn looked to her father, her eyes tired from the lack of sleep, and small hangover. "They just keep coming out."

"Okay. You're both clearly still upset."

"Yes, we are still upset!"

"What, did you think we'd get over it after ten minutes?" The younger woman asked, shoving last her parents. "That's some more great parenting from you two." She walked into the kitchen, grabbing a water from the fridge as Emma continued.

"You were the ones that taught us, there is always a right way. A heroic way. And what you did, to Maleficent's child-"

"It was our only option, to make sure you grew up good." David spoke, turning his head when he heard a small scoff from behind them. Brooklyn looked away, pouring the water down her throat. "Both of you." He corrected, the woman not answering him.

"I'm sorry, but, if it were me, I would not harm a defenceless person." Emma exclaimed, her voice raising.

"Especially a child." Brooklyn added, their mother pointing between the two of them.

"And, that right there. That goodness is exactly why we did what we did. It was worth it."

Finishing her drink, Brooklyn threw the empty bottle onto the counter, earning their attention. "I never said I was good." At her statement, the four looked, shocked. "I mean, I am the one destined to be the worst of the worst, arent I? And, Emma was destined to either be evil or the saviour? But, you both changed that, for her."

"We changed it for both of you-"

"No, no you did not." Brooklyn raised a hand to her father, leaning against the counter. "From what I remember, you were pregnant with Emma, when this happened. And I..?" She laughed, throwing her hands in the air, amused. "I was just sat alone in the castle, waiting for my mama and papa to come home. For the spell to work, you had to have both of us there, but.." the woman shrugged, not showing any signs of hurt or anger. She just held an amused look, Mary Margaret staring shocked. "So, I guess we should just count our last few days of me being good, because I don't think it'll last much longer."

Everyone went silent, Brooklyn only smiling as she pushed herself off of the counter. Emma went to speak, when the door opened a second time, Regina walking inside.

"Regina, where have you been?"

"In the middle of a very bad day." Brooklyn, who had occupied herself with looking for any type of food, turned to the woman. "I'll tell you the whole story later, after I rescue, Robin Hood."

As soon as she mentioned the man's name, Jackson pushed himself forward, his eyes filled with worry. "Is he okay? Did something happen to him?"

"Robin Hood? What the hell are you talking about?" Emma asked, her and Brooklyn sharing a confused look.

"I called that number you gave me. But, Marion answered the phone, and I discovered..she's not really Marion at all."

"So, who is she?" Jackson asked.