Chapter 3

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Mr and Ms Robinson were in their car, on their way back home. It was foggy, so the road was hard to see. Ms Robinson was driving when she suddenly saw something and hit the brakes.

Her husband gasped, "everything alright, my love?"

"Yeah, I think so, I just.." she stepped out of the car, "..I think I saw something on the road"

Her husband followed her. They both walked to the front of the car. There it was, a small little baby lying in a basket.

Mr Robinson looked around, "hello! Did anyone lose a baby!"

"Hunny, stop shouting, you're gonna scare her" she picked up the baby, "hello there, well aren't you a cutie?"

"What are we gonna do with her?" Asked Mr Robinson.

"I don't know, we could keep her" she replied.

"Keep her? My love, this baby belongs to someone-"

"-that 'someone' abandoned her. That person doesn't want her back" she said, angry by the thought of someone abandoning a baby.

"My love, calm down. Why don't we take her to an orphanage? I'm sure they will find a lovely home for her" he said.

She sighed, "your probably right"

She smiled and looked down at the baby, "don't worry, everything is gonna be alright"

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Storybrooke

Elena

So, me and Emma decided to stay. Unfortunately, we didn't had a place to sleep, so we now slept in Emma's yellow bug (car).

I have to tell you, sleeping in a car is no picknick, especially when it's winter. It was freezing.

I grabbed my red blanket out of my purse and put it around my neck.

Emma looked at me, "where did you get that?"

"Mr Gold gave it to me" I told her.

She looked confused, "why?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know, he's a weird man"

"True" Emma agreed and continued reading her paper.

We were quiet for a while, until we heard a knock on the car door. It was Mary Margret Blanchard, "Hey, are you okay?"

"Oh, in the world of tight spots we've been in, crashing in my car doesn't even rank in the top 10" said Emma.

"Speek for yourself" I said, and Emma let out a chuckle.

"You're sleeping here?" she asked.

"Till we find a place" Emma replied.

She smiled, "You decided to stay. For Henry"

"Yeah, I guess" Emma stepped out of the car. I watched them talk for a while until Mary Margret walked away.

"Please tell me we can stay with her" I asked Emma when she was back in.

"Well, she offered it, but I said no"

"Why? Maybe you like sleeping in a car but I don't. FYI my but hurts and I can't even feel my hands anymore"

Emma chuckled, "don't be such a big baby"

I hit her with my blanket.

"Hey, I was just kidding. Don't worry, tomorrow we will find a place, okay?"

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