The Queen's Thief

Chapter 12: Broken curse

*26 years old*
*Story Brooke*
~Samantha's pov~

Again I looked around for Emma but I couldn't find her. I guess she was actually pretty upset by what I said; not that I'd blame her.

I ended up staying in my apartment for a while to work on this new painting.

I texted Mary Margret and asked her about Emma and she said she was busy with work. I guess being the only sheriff after the only one died suddenly is hard. I probably was too mean last night.

I decided to let Mary know I was going to be in my apartment for a few days and that I'll be on vacation for the rest of the week and I have this new painting I want to get done.

She didn't respond to that text but about a hour later after I had set out all the needed paints and brushes there was a knock on my door.

I answered the door and Mary came into my apartment with a few snack foods that would sustain my food needs for a couple day and bottles of iced coffee.

"I was going to buy you a new coffee pot but they don't have any that fit your coffee make in yet so I bought these. I hope they aren't too sweet." She was too kind.

"Thanks Mary, but you didn't have too."

"Actually I did. You almost died last time because all you had the entire week was coffee." She placed the bags on the counter before she began to put them up. "You literally refused to go shopping because and I quote 'I didn't want to lose the inspiration while I was at the store.' so I think I will check in on you until you are done." She smiled as she came over and looked at the paints. "I'll stop by at least once a day to check on you."

I shook my head as she left the apartment. I couldn't exactly argue because she was right. When I get in these moods I get a bit reckless with my own health.

I began painting and I lost myself in art as my brush carefully began to coat the canvas.

*12 years old*
*Neverland*
~Sam's pov~

I was carefully squeezing between the walls of the small cave. I finally made it to the object that was shining. It was a gold and silver charm sitting on a pedestal in a fairly open room. It looked like it would fit on his necklace with the sword charm on it. As I looked at it I could see it had a spell casted on it.

"Kid are you ok?"

"I'm fine. I found the treasure. I think." I said as I grabbed the charm and I quickly realized the spell on the charm was a good luck charm.

"Grab what ever you can and come back out. I don't trust this place."

"Ok but its not what you think but it should help you find the other things you are looking for."

"Don't go back to the ship." I turned around to see Rumpelstiltskin standing there.

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Cause I'm your Papa." he seemed hurt.

"You were my papa, but you abandoned me. Then I learned who you are."