Chapter 2
"You've seen Henry?!" Emma spoke first, forgetting all previous conversation, all she cared about was finding her son that much was clear through the urgency and determination she interjected into her few words.
"No, but I know where pan is keeping him" she answered shortly before turning back to her mother
"Where?" She pushed on, Elizabeth only sighed "I will show you when he get to the island"
"How do I know you can be trusted?" Both Regina and Elizabeth rose an eyebrow at this
The young girl let out a light chuckle and slowly made here way over to Emma, swaying her hips with each step, coming to a halt mere inches from the blondes face "trust this Ms. Swan, I am loyal to my mother. Now you happen to want the same thing and so as long as your interests align I will do all that I can to help save my brother." The sherif looked her up and down suspiciously for a moment before nodding in acceptance "whatever helps me get my son back"
"He's not your son" she growled venomously, she had watched this 'saviour' take Henry, as if she had some right to him after she abandoned him. She gave him away and then came back after ten long years and even after all her mother did to try and change she had the nerve to stand there and say she 'wasn't sure it was best' to let her spend time with the child she had raised. Henry was her son. Just as she was her daughter.
"Emma is his mother" she heard her sister comment, rushing forward in defence of the precious daughter she shoved in a wardrobe
"Shut up pale face nobody asked you" she retorted and both sisters glared at each other for what felt like an eternity before Hook, not one for silence coughed awkwardly in a attempt to break the tension
"Emma gave birth to him"
"My mother raised him"
"She is not your mother"
"Yes she is!"
"Queen Eva is your mother "
"Giving birth to a child doesn't make you their mother"
"Then what does"
"Being there"
"If that's true what does that make Emma?!"
"An orphan."
Silence.
Everyone looked towards the former bounty hunter who's eyes were filled with pain. It was the truth Emma hand struggled with since she found out about her parents...the truth was deep down she was still an orphan. She would always just be that sad little girl that used to cry herself to sleep wondering why they gave her up. Knowing the answer hadn't changed that.
Elizabeth sighed heavily but relented, choosing to go back and stand by Regina, the conversation had taken an unexpected turn
"I see you haven't lost your subtle touch" Regina whispered as she smirked over her shoulder at the teen "sorry " she mouthed awkwardly as she watched Emma go below deck, snow following shortly after. She never did have much in the ways of people skills.
Some time passes and eventually the Shepard follows his wife and daughter below desk, the captain steers towards the island and the dark one distracts himself with thought of self sacrifice and so all that was left on deck was a mother and her daughter
"So you've been here the whole time" Regina said quietly as she looked out towards the ocean
"Since the day I left" she replied nervously
"How did you know about Henry?"
"I've been watching over you " she smiled softly as she pulled out a decent sized mirror from a carry bag shed had slung over her shoulder
