Always & Forever • A Swan Queen Fanfic { COMPLETE }

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"...Neal"

Emma:

"Dad...I'm just going to pee...can you stop!?" I nearly shouted at Elliot as he sat on the sofa watching my every move. "Sorry...I'm just looking out for you."He says, shouting back at me. Ever since Regina told me about Neal being out of jail and showing up at our condo two days ago Mom and Dad haven't let us leave the house. Dad gets my brother Eli to run errands for us, whenever Regina and I do have to leave for work Dad drives us in his truck. It's so annoying really. I mean seriously yeah I'm kinda scared that Neal is out of jail but over the past year I've been taking defense classes and kick boxing lessons so I'm prepared. Oh, and I have a license to carry a gun, you know, just in case someone decides to act stupid. 

Being in this house get's so boring. We live in New York, I just want to go out, not sit here, and watch TV all day. I can't even go to the bathroom without my dad thinking that I'm trying to escape. "Hurry back now!" He called after me. I rolled my eyes and went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. A few seconds later the door opened. "Hey!" I shouted. "Relax, it's just me." Regina said as she peeped inside. "Oh, what's up?" She sighed and closed the door as she stepped inside. "Emma...how are you feeling?" She asked. I glanced at her and shrugged. "Well...I'm sitting on a cold toilet seat, I'm pregnant and I'm hungry...again, My foster mother came back from the dead, my husband...who I haven't divorced yet because I can't seem to get a hold of divorce papers without having to appear in court, is somehow out of jail...oh! My father is being a pain in the ass and won't let us leave the house, and let's not forget that my kid...as smart as she is, thinks that it's okay to flush money down the toilet, and did I mention that MY FATHER WON'T LET US LEAVE THE HOUSE?!" I said loud enough for him to hear. "FOR YOUR OWN GOOD EMMA!" He shouted back. Regina chuckled and leaned forward to kiss my lips. "Seriously babe, how are you feeling?" She asked again. I groaned. "Okay I guess...but honestly not so afraid of Neal anymore...I guess the kick boxing lessons helped oh and because you've been there with me through all of this....thanks for that by the way." She smiled and kissed me again. "No need to thank me, I'm going to prepare lunch for Olivia and Elmo Jr. Would you like anything?" I shook my head. "Not right now...Thank you though." She nodded and left, closing the door behind her.

Benson:

"Serg, you have someone here to see you." I looked up from a pile of paper work to see one of my officers standing there. "Who Officer Nicks?" I asked. The young man shrugged. "Some woman, she says it's important that she sees you." Without asking anymore questions I nodded. "Send her up, thanks." He nodded and left. Figuring that it would take a few minutes for whoever this woman was to come up to my office, I decided to look back at my paper work. Since Elliot and I have found out that Neal is somehow out of prison, I've been trying to find anything on him that would get that bastard put back behind bars. I didn't get to protect Emma from harm before but I damn sure will now. "Why didn't you say anything when you saw me Olivia?" A soft voice asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked up and sighed. "So your name is Ingrid now huh?" I asked, avoiding her question. She nodded. "Yeah..." I scoffed and motioned for her to close the door and to have a seat. "Why? Was Michelle not enough for you?" I hissed earning a glare from her. "You don't get to throw that in my face Olivia. it's not fair." I shook my head. "Right? It's also not fair that you died apparently and just happened to show up what 15 years later? It's not fair that you fostered my child and never bothered to contact m-" "Olivia hold on. I didn't know that Emma was your daughter. When you said so in the store that day...I...I don't know, I was happy that she found you...why did you ask me who I was when you knew?" I sighed and leaned forward. "Because...Ingrid...it's been ages we were split up when we were 7 and 8 years old." She nodded. "Yeah...we seem to have missed out on being in each others lives." I looked down at my papers again. "Why did you do it? Why did you fake your own death?" I asked. "Not sure if I should be talking to you about it. Uh maybe I should get going." She said as she began to stand up. "No! Ingrid sit down. I'm your sister the least you can do is talk to me!" She sighed and sat back down again. "Fine...I was in the witness protection program because my daughter's father tried to kill me. He found me again years later and in order to escape from him, faking my death was the only way." I shook my head. "Where was your daughter?" I asked. "In England...that's where she was born...and I couldn't bring her to America I didn't have enough money to get her here and I wanted to go back to school so a friend of mine raised her. When I was finally able to afford to get her home she wanted to stay there. That broke my heart honestly, because I felt as if I had abandoned my child...so in order to fill that void I started foster care. Then Emma came into my life and I loved her as my own...but there was something about her, she reminded me so much of you, and when she'd talk about finding you I just couldn't stop thinking about how I had lost you." She said as tears fell from her eyes.

Regina:

Elliot decided to leave for the night since he felt that we weren't in any danger. We were glad, that man is so mean. People think that I am but no, Elliot Stabler is beyond mean. He never smiles, and he's a smart ass. Listening to him and Emma bicker back and fourth is hilarious though and just from her dealing with him, I see why Emma and Marsha don't get along.

"Thank goodness, he's annoying." Emma said as she stood from her place in the bathtub. I chuckled and passed her a dry towel. "But he cares about you Em," Emma scoffed. "Sure he does, is Olivia asleep?" I nodded and looked over at Emma. "Regina, stop staring." I smiled. "I'm not staring...I'm just admiring you is all. Emma you don't sleep naked anymore. Why not?" I asked. "Because Reg, if I did you'd probably just look at me and orgasm...like that one time." I glared at her. "That's not funny! You caught me off guard so it doesn't count...whatever." She laughed and walked into our bedroom. "Goodness...Regina you didn't tell me that we'd have guest tonight." I furrowed my brows and went into the room, instantly smiling when I saw Olivia sleeping wildly in our bed. "I had her in her own bed Em, she must have gotten up...here I'll take her back." Just as I was about to pick her up I heard the sound of glass shattering. Emma and I looked at one another. "What was that?" I asked. Emma shrugged and finished putting on a pair of jogging pants. "Probably just Elmo Jr." I shook my head. "No...Emma look behind you." She turned to see that Elmo Jr. was asleep in her dog bed. Emma looked at me. "Stay her-" I frantically shook my head. "Nope, we're not doing that shit again. I'll go." Before she could argue, I grabbed a bat that we kept in the closet and slowly but quickly made my way downstairs.