Rose's POV
I was riding my bike. I rode to the playground, and Mom was there in her police car. She got out when she saw me. "Hey, kid," She said, but I rode past her. "Good to see you, too!""The storm!" I said as I saw the playground. I got off my bike and went to it. "It's okay, we can fix it. I'll talk to Marco," Mom said. "I think it's still here!" I said. "What are you looking for?" Mom asked. "My book," I said as I started to dig for it. "Why'd you bury it here?" She asked. "So my mom doesn't find it," I said. "Hiding it under your mattress wasn't good enough?" She asked. "That's the first place the Evil Queen would look," I said.
"How 'bout leaving it with me?" She asked. "That's the second place," I said and I open the box and the storybook inside. "It's still here. Good," I said. "So your mom doesn't know about the castle?" Mom asked. "No," I said and looked at her. "This is our secret," I said with a smile and she smiled a little. I closes the box and began burying it back.
"Rose?" Regina called. "Rose!" I finish covering it up and then stand up. "I've been looking everywhere for you," Regina said as she walked closer. "You know you have a session with Archie this morning," She said and looked at Mom, "I should have known she was with you. Rose, car. Now," Regina said. I run off to the car.
Third person's POV
"You let her play here?" Regina asked. "The storm hit it pretty hard, but we can fix it," Emma said. "Well, can you fix a cracked cranium? 'Cause that's what you'll have on your hands if one of these boards collapses under her weight. You're not thinking about Rose or her safety, just ways around me. Ms. Swan, don't let your feelings cloud your judgement, people can get hurt," Regina said. "What's that supposed to mean?" Emma asked. "You're the sheriff now, it's time to be responsible," Regina said and walked back to the car while Rose looked at Emma.
Rose's POV
After school, I got to the castle and watch as the builders tear it down. I heard a car door shut, "Hey," Mom said. "What happened? I came as soon as I could," She said. "The castle," I said. "She's tearing the whole thing down," I said. I run up to where the book was buried and it's gone. "My book! I-It's gone!" I said. Mom walked to talk to Regina as I stood there watching.Couple days later, I was at Granny's writing down things I remembered from my book. "What cha working on?" Someone asked. I knew it was the man that rode in one night and that I spoke near my house.
"No time to talk. I got to write it all down before I forget," I said. "Yeah, I hate it when great ideas slip away from me," He said. "They're not my ideas. They're stories from a book that I lost," I said. He sat down beside me but I didn't looked up. "Must be a hell of a book. What's it about?" He asked. "Stuff," I replied. "Sounds exciting," He said.
I looked at him, "You seem awfully interested in me and my book," I said. "No, I'm just being neighbourly," He replied. "What are you doing in Storybrooke?" I asked. "I'm a writer," He said. "You can write anywhere," I said. "What are you really doing here?"
"Stuff," He whispered to me and then got up. "Good luck with the stories," He said in his normal voice and then left. I stopped writing and looked at the man that walking away. At that moment, I thought that he could've written my book.
Regina built a new playground for me and the rest of the kids in Storybrooke to play on. I walked away from the playground with my walkie talkie in my jacket pocket as I looked around. I see Mom's car, she sitting in her car and I waved to her and she did back.
I took out my walkie talkie, "Why are you so far away? Come over here," I said. "Sorry, kid, I can't today," Mom said. "You're undercover, aren't you? For Operation Cobra?" I asked. "No, Rose. I'm not undercover. Your mom - she doesn't want us seeing each other for a while," Mom said.
"You don't have to listen to her," I said. "Actually, this time, I do. I screwed up, Rose. I got mad at your mom about you and the book and everything and ... Well, we're just going to have to be apart for a little while," She said. "But I don't want to be apart," I said.
"Neither do I. But, right now, we have to. Don't worry- I'll find a way back in. And hey. If it's out there, Rose- I will find your book," Mom said. "Good luck. It's probably gone and it's probably never coming back," I said. Then we stopped talking. I watched Mom drive away and I sighed sadly.
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I Believe In You [Once Upon A Time] {1} *rewriting*
FanfictionThe Girl Who Believed Series - First Book: Rose May Mills was 10 years old went she find her birth mother; Emma Swan. Rose lived in Storybrooke, Maine and she got back with Emma and she told her that everyone who lives in Storybrooke are fairy tale...