~ All that matter ~ {Gremma}

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Emma pushed the door of the sheriff's office, smiling. It was early in the morning, and she just started her service. Fatigue filled her eyes and stretched her traits. She pushed her hand against the switch, turning on the light of the room. She was the first to arrive at the office, but Graham was going to arrive soon. Since the curse was broken, August was doing the night service and Graham and Emma the of the day, making the work more pleasant for the sheriff and his deputy. Emma sat down smiling at her office, noticing a box left on the pile of documents. On the top, a post-it was glued, declaring that August had bought them for her difficult morning. She opened the box, caught a donut and turned on her computer, crunching on the donut. Lost in her thoughts, she sang by dancing slightly on her chair. Suddenly, hands stood on her eyes, and his face illuminated a shining smile.

- Graham.

The hands on her eyes took off and turned her chair. Her green-gray eyes faced a pair of brown eyes, shining with gentle joy. Both smiling greatly, despite the fatigue that possessed them, and soon the distance that separated them was filled. Graham's lips were slowly, almost timidly, in those of the blonde. Ever since he almost died, Graham was showing a little more every day his feelings. When Emma broke the curse, he understood that Regina finally decided not to kill him, hoping to destroy what there were between him and Emma, in vain. But the Savior broke the curse, and together Emma and Graham went to search the hunter's heart. Regina had been surrounded and sought repentance. She lived at her house, and some of the sheriff's job was to watch her house, so that nothing happened to her, because she was still Henry's mother, and Snow-White knew there was a piece of goodness in the heart of the former queen, and that it was just a matter of blowing it up.

Emma and Graham faced all kinds of problems in the protection of the city, but also within their own relationship. Despite her feelings, Emma didn't felt ready, or able, to show up in front of the world alongside her colleague, and lover, while he waited for that. Emma was afraid of what Henry could think, and of her father's reaction. Mary-Margaret had always been reassuring her, assuring her that her father wanted only her happiness, the blonde constantly pushed the moment of revelations. She sometimes regretted the curse, when Mary-Margaret wasn't acting like a mother, but just as a friend, when she was free, when she was still this little orphan lost in the great world. She also regretted talking to the brunette, because she was acting with Emma as if Graham was the first boyfriend she had. Emma, from the top of her 28-year-old, almost 29, didn't support her newly discovered mother.

But all her problems were irrelevant when the brown man held her hand, sat beside her, or kissed her tenderly to greet her. She forgot everything, and that was all that matters.

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Hi ! First One Shot in english that i post, and it's a AU Gremma. Hope you like it ! Leave a comment !

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