Repeat (A Once Upon A Time Fanfiction / Captain Swan's Daughter)

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- Emma's point of view -

It was 10am and we were all eating donuts. Regina, Zelena, Killian, David, Mary Margaret, and I were all at the sherif station focusing on the mystery of who activated the most recent curse. Naturally, we had all been thinking about it for months now, but now everything has settled down we had to put our heads together and properly investigate.

David and I were dat behind the computer scouring the Internet for any information and making a word document; Killian and Zelena were watching CCTV footage that Gold kindly gave in; and Regina ans Mary Margaret were sat quietly on the sofa looking through piles spell books and history books that belle dropped off earlier in the week. There was a large tray of glazed donuts next to the computer, and j had no shame in taking more than my fair share.

"Bloody hell." Killian laughed, nudging Zelena who was sat next to him.

"Dear lord, Rumple, keep your tongue to yourself during business hours." Zelena added before bursting out laughing. The footage they were watching had managed to film the Golds kissing across the counter, it wasn't anything bad, but Zelena and Killian acted like 5 year old.

"Aye, it's safe to say the ol' crocodile didn't watch these moving pictures before handing them over to us." Killian said, joining in with the laughter. David and I just rolled our eyes. Like father, like daughter.

Apart from Killian and Zelena quietly bickering like siblings infront of the TV, it was usually quiet. David and I could spend hours working together without talking, but my mother was never one to stay quiet for too long. It wasn't even that she was focused on the work, because I noticed he had been staring at the same page for the past ten minutes. I didn't recognise the organised, bubbly, caring Mary Margaret I knew when I looked over at my mother, a blank expression on her face as she stared at the brick wall infront of her. Something had to be wrong, but  there were bigger problems to be fixed at the moment. It was killing me not knowing why my daughter was cursed with a childhood without a family.

"David!" Hook turned in his chair and looked in our direction. "Would you come and have a look at this, mate?"

David rested his hand in my shoulder for less than a second before going to join my husband and his witchy frenemie. I carried on analysing the town's accounts and search history for information.

"I'm bloody starving," Zelena said a few hours later. We had all been too focused on our work to realise it was way past lunchtime. "I'd even accept some of the saviour's onion rings."

"Oh my god, how is it 2:30 already?" I asked, checking my watch, ignoring her 'Dark Swan' comment.

"Who's up for a quick break at Granny's?" David proposed.

"Aye." Killian raised his hand.

"Definitely." Zelena quickly followed.

"I really want to focus on this now that I've got so far, but I wouldn't say no if you brought some fries back." I hinted to my dad. I was in my mid-thirties and I still managed to wrap him around my little finger.

"Are you coming, Mary Margaret?" David asked.

"I think I'll stay here." My mom answered, not looking her husband in the eye.

"Regina?" David asked.

"I'm good, thanks." She smiles.

"I'll bring some stuff back from the diner," David waved on his way out. He followed Killian and Zelena who had already made a run for the stairs. "See you later."

I focused on my chunky computer screen for a few minutes before I heard some mumbling and whispers from the corner of the room. I couldn't make up what Regina and Mary Margaret were saying, but I had a feeling it was something to do with why Mary Margaret's personality had been sucked away. She was acting similarly to how she had when she indirectly killed Cora many years back.

I carried on working for a few minutes until their whispering completely distracted me. My attention was going more towards trying to figure out what the two were saying.

"What are you about?" I asked bluntly, in typical Emma Swan fashion.

Regina gave a famous evil glance to my Mary Margaret after she failed to answer my question.

"It's just work stuff." Mary Margaret spat out.

"Really?" I asked, not fully belie being my mother. Yes, she was usually very honest, but she had a tendency to bend the truth if it was in a loved one's best interest.

"Mm-hm." She nodded, getting back to her book.

"Mom, stop with the lying. Tell me what you're actually talking about." I snapped.

After a long pause, Mary Margaret sighed and spoke up. "It's about the curse."

I nodded, signalling did my mother to proceed. She looked like she was going to carry I'm avoiding the subject, but Regina gave her a sharp nudge. Whatever it was, Regina was in on it.

"I want you to know that I love you and I would never do anything that wasn't the best thing for the people I love, especially you." Mary Margaret began, her eyes developing a glassy look before obviously watering. "I was the one who activated the curse-"

I didn't need words to interrupt my mother, as my facial expressions said it all. I couldn't think if anything that could have comforted me at that moment. After knowing the main both Mary Margaret and I went though after the first, how could she repeat the process with the next generation? I was orphaned and unloved before I was a day old. If nobody had found August and I at the side of the road we could have both been dead. I was surrounded by drugs and alcohol from a young age, then I managed to find myself locked up and knocked up at the age of eighteen. Meanwhile, Mary Margaret was cursed without a chance of having a happy ending. She had nothing to live for and no recollection of anything that has happened in her life. She lived a fake life with false memories and, like myself, without a family.

I was too hurt to listen to my mother's warm voice explain why she thought it was right to tear my daughter away from me and inevitable give Phoebe a fate much like my own. I felt betrayed.

"Could you please listen?" Mary Margaret asked uneasily.

"No, you can't," I answers coldly. "I just can't listen to you right now, okay? I have other things to be doing."

I slouched into my chair and pretended to be doing some work in my computer. In reality, I was using the machine to cover my teary eyes.

"And you knew about this?" I asked Regina a few minutes later, forgetting that I was supposedly hiding my now tear stained face.

"I did," She nodded honestly. "But in my defence, I haven't known for long."

Is didn't respond. Instead, I just popped my head back behind my computer and his my face with my long, blonde hair.

"We have fries!" David cheerfully entered the room with a brown paper bag. I hadn't heard the three enter the building.

"And coffee." Killian added, carrying a tray of cardboard coffee cups.

"I offer you my prescience, which is a gift in itself." Zelena walked through empty handed.

"We know who enacted the curse." I announced, dryly. "It was Mary Margaret."