Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Once Upon a Time what so ever, but! I wish I did. :) One shot after What Happened to Frederick! Enjoy!
Emma walked into a silent apartment. Mary was no where to found downstairs, and Emma started to worry. Ridiculous, panicking thoughts flitted through her mind as she tried to calmly go upstairs to Mary's room. The door was cracked slightly, but Emma couldn't see far enough in so she opened it further. When she saw the brunette lying on her bed relief flooded over her immediately. How funny how quickly she grew fond of her so much Emma thought.
She walked into the room and took off her jacket, wondering what she should do. The air was heavy with guilt and desperation and pure heart breaking pain.
'I'm not your mother.'
'No, according to Henry, I'm yours.'
Their earlier conversation came to her mind. She wanted those words to be true, but the thought of someone close so her own age being her mother always managed to push that want away. But, Emma couldn't help but say in her head, "Mom? Are you okay?" Emma scolded herself and refocused on Mary being Mary and not anyone...