The Princess and The Pirate

The Enchanted Forest

Emma's eyes snap open and her hand immediately comes to her head, clutching it slightly. That had been an awful  and really weird dream. Henry's stories must be getting to her head. 

Can you imagine fairy tales being real? Can you imagine Emma Swan fighting a dragon? Please. 

Laughing to herself and shaking her head slightly, she rolled over, still reflecting over how realistic the dream was. And that's when she noticed that something was wrong. Terribly wrong. 

She was on the floor. And she had no idea where she was. She sat up and it all came flooding back. She's the saviour and she broke the curse, bringing back all the happy endings. She also just so happens to be the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. 

Because of fucking course that was what her life was like. Emma looked around and noticed that she was in a nursery, surrounded by toys and a cradle in the middle. 

There was also a balcony. Desperate to figure out what the hell was going on, Emma stood up, pushing open the doors and walking out. 

And oh fuck. Oh fuck no.  

She's in the Enchanted Forest. Filling with panic, she looked back into the room and saw a big tree, wardrobe thing. Wait, is that THE wardrobe? You know, the one that brought her to the other world. 

Oh god, the other world. But no, it's not the other world. It's her world. Her whole life is there. She can't stay in some shitty  medieval castle with her parents who abandoned her as soon as she was born. 

She needs her phone and leather jackets and heating and grilled cheese with onion rings. She's not a fucking princess. She has to get back. 

Moving quickly and desperately, Emma flung  the doors of the wardrobe open and begins to enter when she hears someone calling her. 

"What are you doing?" It's her son, Henry. And god, she's so glad to see him okay. And she wants to hug him and kiss him and tell him how much she loves him because god he's not dead. 

But right now she has more important matters. Like getting them home. 

"Henry, do you trust me?" She asks. 

"Of course." 

"Then, get in the wardrobe. We're going home!" She exclaims, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards her. 

"No! We can't. We just got here!" he shouts, pulling her back out of the wardrobe. 

"Henry, we don't belong here. Our whole lives are back in the real world! Let's go!" 

"We do belong here! You are the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, which makes me a Prince. Our family is here, so we do belong here!" Henry exclaims. 

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Snow's eyes flash open and she inhales deeply as she slowly sits up. God, she doesn't feel good. Her head aches and what the hell happened the previous day? Then, everything comes flooding back. 

Saying goodbye to David. Henry being in the hospital. Walking down the street and feeling a burst of magic run through her body. Because the curse was broken. The curse was broken! After twenty eight years. 

She's back and she remembers who she is. And it's all because of Emma. Sweet, amazing, beautiful Emma. Her daughter. Her perfect daughter who she really couldn't be prouder of. And who she desperately needed to find. 

Jumping out of bed, Snow smiled widely, excitement and happiness coursing through her veins. 

"Snow." She stopped suddenly as her smile grew even bigger. She would recognise that voice anywhere. It was the voice of her true love and finally, finally, she was reunited with him.