"The woman who gave birth to my son"

Chapter 22: Family

Uploading this chapter fast after the last, cause i probably won't have internet for the next 2 weeks.

Smut coming up. Enjoy! :-)

We both lay in bed with these ridiculous smiles on our faces. 'I have to go in a minute.' I tell Regina and she looks at me. 'Where are you going?' - 'Dinner, at Mary Margaret's house.' Regina frowns. 'Really?' - 'Yeah i don't know. She invited me. It was really weird. She wants to tell me something. And i kinda, want to hear it i think.' - 'Can you come back after i put Henry to bed tonight?' I give her a peck on the lips. 'I'd love to. I have to go home tomorrow for work but i won't decline staying the night with you.' We give eachother one more passionate kiss before we put our clothes back on. 'Can we keep this quiet for Henry until i'm ready to tell him?' She asks. I pull her close, slowly caressing my fingers around her cheek. 'Whenever you're ready beautiful.' She gives me a thankful nodd and escorts me to the frontdoor. 'I see you tonight, Emma.' She says. 'See you tonight.'

I arrive at the adress that was written on the piece of paper Mary Margaret gave me. I walk up the stairs and i ring the bell. After a few seconds she opens the door. 'Emma, welcome!' She says as she lets me in. There's a man standing in the kitchen cooking dinner, handsome and around 45 years old just like Mary Margaret. I assume he's her husband. He turns around, meets my eyes and walks toward me. 'Welcome, Emma. I am David.' He doubts to shake my hand, but instead he leans in and gives me a quick hug. I smile a little bit awkward when he leans back again. 'You have a lovely home.' I say polite. 'Emma, we are so happy you're here. Please take a seat. What can i get you?' Mary Margaret points at the couch and i sit down. 'Thanks, tea is fine.' A short silence falls between the three of us. 'You seemed in a rush this afternoon. It all sounded a bit.. unreal? I'm sorry i don't want to offend you.' She runs to the couch and quickly sits next to me while David is making our tea. 'No, no! It's fine. I can understand it sounded a little bit off.' She stands up again and takes a box from the shelter. David joins us with the tea. 'I could be wrong, but i don't think i am.' She says with a little bit of a sad smile. 'And now that you're here.. i can see what she means.' David adds. She opens the box and shows me a baby picture. 'This picture was taken 28 years ago.' I take the picture from her and my eyes widen. 'That's.. my blanket.' I say when i see a handmade white blanket with 'Emma' written on it. David and Mary Margaret smile bright and let out a deep breath. 'This is the only thing my biological parents left me when they put me up for adoption.' I look at them, then back at the picture. 'I think, no..i know you're our daughter, Emma.' She says when giving me the box. 'Please take a look.' - 'But how..?' I am speechless as i take out everything that's in the box. 'Do you believe us?' David asks. I wait a few seconds before answering. 'I... i believe.' David stands up to set the table. 'Dinner is ready..we'll explain everything if you have questions for us.' We start to eat, first in awkward silence. 'Why did you never try to find me?' I then say. They both look at eachother. 'You don't want to know why we gave you up for adoption?' David asks. 'No, that i understand. You were what? 15 years old..unable to raise a baby?.. i want to know. Why not find me when you got older?' Mary Margaret started to cry. 'I was afraid.. and we didn't know where to look. We couldn't possibly do that without permission from your new family.' - 'My new family?.. i didn't have anyone..' i say a little bit angry. 'What? They told us you got adopted..' she sobs. 'Until they got a child of their own. I went from foster home to foster home. Didn't last longer than a year with a home. That was until i turned 17 and got pregnant.' - 'Emma, i'm so sorry!' She cries. 'Me too.. we didn't know' David adds. 'It's fine. Really, i'm a grown woman now. Made myself a career.' - 'And we are so proud of what you've become.' I smile a little. We finish dinner, wrestling through a few awkward silences and some questions to be sure. David even offered to get a DNA test so i would be sure too. They asked a bit about my life and i asked about them. I don't want to stay any longer. 'Thank you for dinner. It was really nice. Can i help clean up?' I ask before standing up. 'No, please we are happy we found you and you let us explain everything.' - 'I'm sorry, i don't really know how i feel right now. I have to sink this in.' I tell them honestly. 'We totally understand. Here is our phone number and you know where we live. Please.. call us when you're ready. We would really like to get to know you.' I take the piece of paper and walk towards the door. 'Thank you.' I say as i walk out the door.