The Lost Girl, Now Found

8) Date With My Coma Boyfriend

Emma's POV

"Go away Walsh" I yell without thinking about the consequences. 

"I'll take care of this Emma" he whispered to me. 

"No, I have to learn to deal with him on my own" I tell him as I walk over to the door, terrified to open the door, but David stops me. 

"I disagree, Emma let me talk to him" I nod my head and hide, like the coward I am and just listens David open the door and eavesdrop in on their conversation. 

"Who the hell are you?!" Walsh demanded. 

"I'm Mary Margaret's boyfriend, and I believe I heard Emma tell you to go away" he told Walsh. 

"And I believe this is none of your damn business, I can see my wife whenever I damn well please!" He shouted to David

"Except for the fact that you don't deserve to be her husband"

"Excuse me?"

"Well in my book, a husband doesn't beat his wife! A husband loves his wife, he cares about his wife, he makes sure that no one hurts his wife!" He yelled to Walsh, getting angry-er, then I heard a loud thump and I look up and see Walsh holding his face, with a bloody nose. "Doesn't feel too great does it!" I stood up and walked towards them. 

"You'll pay for this Emma! You. Will. Pay." And then he leaves and around 10 minutes later David gets ready to leave. 

"Come on Emma, I'm taking you to Mary Margaret's place"

"No, I don't wanna intrude on-" then a thought comes to me. "You weren't asking me were you?" He shakes his head. "Wow, your almost as bad as Mary Margaret, and she doesn't even know she's one of my parents" I say to him with a laugh. 

About 15 minutes later we arrive a Mary Margaret's place. "David! Emma?.. Come in" 

We both walked into the house "I was in her room asking her for some advice, then Walsh showed up and I... stopped him from hurting her, and she agreed to-" I interrupted him. 

"Agreed?" I questioned, which caused Mary Margaret to laugh. "More like you wouldn't leave unless I went with you" Mary Margaret laughed again and I dramatically rolled my eyes at them.

"So what advice were you getting from her?" She asked him. 

"Well, I'm going to go explore your house even though I've seen it like a million times before" I tell Mary Margaret, not being suspicious in any way. I go to the next room and spy on them. 

"Mary Margaret..."

"Yeah?"

"Would you like to go on a date with me?" He asked her nervously. 

"Yes David I would love to-" I interrupted them. 

"Wow Mary Margaret, I can practically hear you blushing!" Mary Margaret turns around and sees me spying and then hits her head up against the wall... multiple times, which cause me to laugh hysterically. 

"When?" She asks ignoring me. 

He looks at me with a panicked expression on his face, we obviously didn't talk about when the date would take place. "He'll pick you up tomorrow at 8"

David nervously nods and leaves, Mary Margaret and I both laugh after he shuts the door behind him. 

"Emma! I have a date with my coma boyfriend!" She told me, squealing with excitement. 

"You wanna know something?" She looked at me, intrigued. "When Walsh showed up, he told him that he was your boyfriend" I saw her face get extremely red and she took a sip of her hot cocoa. "But, that was before he punched Walsh" wait, was I supposed to tell her that, I look up and see hot cocoa all over the place. "Um..."

"Is that why he kept his hand in his pocket the entire time he was here?"

"Most likely"

The next day, it took Mary Margaret and hour to pick something to wear, and I had to meet Henry at Granny's at 7, so I didn't get to see how nervous David looked, even though he was technically going on a date with his wife, I knew he would probably a nervous wreck. 

David's POV

Okay, I'm leaving to pick Snow up in half an hour, I'm extremely nervous. I don't see why though, I've been in love with her for over 3 decades, but I think I'm just terrified she won't love me as she did before because of the damn curse.

Well, it's time to go, come on Charming, you can do this. Do I have everything? I have the picnic blanket, the basket, the fruit, the food, the wine. What am I forgetting? The roses! I can't forgot to stop by Game of Thorns to pick up Snow's roses. I walk out of the house and get in my truck, Emma gave me a few driving lessons, she says I'm a natural. 

I arrive at Snow's with the roses in my hand, she opened the door and she looked beautiful. "Snow..."

"Snow?" she questioned. Crap, crap, crap, I need an excuse, NOW!

"Oh, uh... a nickname, you were reading me Snow White when I awoke from my coma" she laughs. Okay, she bought it, good, and I can call her Snow instead of Mary Margaret.

"Wow, you look amazing" she smiled and looked to the ground.

"Thank you David, you look great as well" she told me, smiling. 

"Are you ready?" I ask her, a bit to eagerly, which causes her to laugh. 

"Yeah, just let me grab my purse" she told me smiling. Less than a minute later, she came back with her hand held purse thing and we left. "So David, where are we going?"

"You'll see" I told her, smirking.

When we arrived, I asked her to wait in the car for a moment and she did. While she was in the car I was setting up the picnic in the back of the truck. I laid out the blanket and the food and wine, then I set up the candles on the corners of the back of the truck. Then I went around and opened the door for her.

We walked around to the back and when she saw it, it looked as if her jaw literally dropped. "Wow, David this is so romantic! It's amazing!" I was satisfied with how impressed she was. "How did you come up with this?" I stood there awkwardly and looked it the opposite direction and she laughs. "Emma came up with this, didn't she?"

"Maybe..."

"How Charming" she tells me in a playful, but sarcastic way.

I helped Snow into the back of my truck, then I climbed up behind her, we had a nice romantic evening, it was great, we both enjoyed ourselves. Then after we ate, I leaned in for a kiss, and her phone started to ring.

"I'm sorry David" she answers the phone. "Hello?" "Henry, slow down!" "We'll be right there" "Henry relax, me and David are on our way" she ends the call. "David, we have to go" she told me frantically.

"Okay, what's going on?" I ask, concerned

"It's Emma..." she tells me now crying

Happy Thanksgiving to all! And be sure to comment your thoughts

Much Love

~Jasmine