Chapter 20

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Emma had dreamed of so many reunions with her mother. She had thought of her, with tears in her eyes when she would see her, but had also feared her mother closing the door on her. Now, she was just sitting next to her, looking at her and could not believe it. Well, it had to be her, she looked so much like the picture she saw, and she looked like her.

Mary Margaret grabbed the coffee she had just commanded and walked out of Granny's. Suddently, Emma started running after her, out of the dinner.

"Hey, um, are you Mary Margaret Blanchard?" she almost screamed as she stopped running. The woman turned around and seemed confused.

"Yes, that's me." she replied.

"I-I..." Emma stuttered. "Yeah, I-I'm... sorry- huh..."

"Are you alright?" Mary Margaret asked.

"I'm you daughter." spoke Emma, in one short breath. Mary Magaret's eyes opened wide and she froze on place. "You... you had a daughter right? Amd gave her up for adoption..." Emma continued.

"I did..." the woman said and Emma noticed her voice trembling. She let her coffee on the table next to her.

"I'm sorry to... huh-" Emma started saying but the woman walked to her and pulled her into a hug.

"Don't be." she said.

Just then, Emma realised that she was hugging her mother, the question to all of her answers about herself, the one who she hoped would be here for her now. Tears started to fall down her cheeks.

"Y-You're my mother..." she whispered.

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As much as Mary Margaret wanted to talk to her daughter, she had work to go to, kids to teach. Emma and her would meet at Granny's for dinner, then.

Emma got back to her room and sighted as she let herself fall on the bed.

"I just met my mother." she spoke out loud, to herself.

Her eyes turned to her phone. Maybe she should try calling someone, to know if Oliver was alright. However, she could not call Rose. She felt so bad and responsible for what happened to her husband, she just did not have the courage to call. But, could she call Killian? She knew that it was risky for her sake, but she desperatly needed answers.

She grabbed the phone and dialed his number. It rang but she did not get any answer. In a way, she was relieved, but she still desperatly wanted to hear his voice.

She put the phone aside and kept on looking at the cieling. A few momemts later, the phone rang and she recognized Killian's number. She still hesitated, but answered at the very last second.

"Killian?" she asked.

"Emma? Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah I am... Do you-" She stopped and sighted, holding back her tears. "Do you know about Oliver? How's he doing...?" she asked.

"He will be okay." he declared. What a relied for Emma.

"Really?"

"Yes, Swan."

Silence came back, Emma was fighting inside, not to show him how hurt she was.

"You're in Storybrooke?" he asked.

"I met my mother..." she replied. "I-I'll see her later today."

"That's great, Emma. How was it?"

She sighted once more. "I'm so sorry Killian but this... I shouldn't have called. Just, don't come after me. Please..." she finished before hanging up and finally letting her tears go.

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I am sorry it took me a little longer than I thought and the chapter isn't so long :$
I made edits for the last 5 chapters, you can check that out at the top (media)

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