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     âRoommate? Since when have you acquired a roommate Miss. Blanchard?â Apparently things were happening behind Reginaâs back making the mayor far from happy. One thing that she hated the most was losing the control over her town.
âWell, I could hardly let Emma sleep in her car, now could I? And now that Neal has been released from the hospital, Iâve invited them both. Itâs not like I donât have the extra space.â
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          âAre you going to tell me what is happening or you want me to guess?â
âIt really is quite simply Madam Mayor. I purchased this new couch and these gentlemen are kind enough to help me bring it into my loft so I can prepare for my new roommates.â She explained.
kristoffofice:
âMoving day? Is it really? What does that mean?â
âToday is the day Emma and Neal are moving in to my loft. Weâre gonna be roommates.â
nealthemysteriousman:
Yeah, he was human, which was lucky. He couldâve been turned into a slug or something growing up. If his father had done that, Rumple could have kept track of him easier. Maybe the curse never would have happened if heâd just stayed put. âI made a life-shattering mistake that Iâm never gonna be able to fix. Iâm not gonna get that decade back for Henry or Emma or me,â he interjected. âThatâs inexcusable. How can I forgive myself for that?â
 Mental break - yeah that was a good term for it. Maybe heâd really had some mental break with reality. âDo you think itâs crazy to have learned that from my father? Heâd not a good man. Do you believe in fate or do you think weâre all just floating haphazardly through life?â he asked. âHell, I donât even know what Emma feels or thinks. Iâm not good for herâŚnot now. Iâve waited ten years. I can wait some more.  âSides, I donât wanna hurt her again. I canât.â
 His brain felt muddled. He didnât know what to think or feel. But, he knew he had to get better. he knew he needed to get stable. Emma shouldnât have to take care of him or worry about his safety. âI just want to do right,â he mumbled.
Mary Margaret looked thoughtful. âWell...youâre right. You canât get that decade back, but what you can do is be here now. Henry didnât have a dad growing up. You canât change that. But, you can be his dad now.â She explained. âI do believe in fate, but I also believe that we have some say in our lives based on the choices that we make. The future isnât set in stone. It changes with each choice.â
âAnd I think whether or not youâre good for Emma...that should be for Emma to decide. I think you need to stop assuming that you know what is best for her. Emma is a grown woman and she can make her own choices, Neal. If she wants to be with you, if she thinks youâre good for her, then you are. But, let her make that choice.â
nealthemysteriousman:
Neal sighed and shook his head. He wasnât so sure of that. âI couldnât told him to shove it. I shouldnât have listened. But, I did. I broke Emmaâs heart and I caused a kid to not have his birth parents,â he interjected. âAnd then I come here âcause I want to fix things. I end up getting admitted into a psychiatric hospital for over a decade by own father.â
Gods, his life was messed up. Fate sure was playing with him. âYeah. One thing I did learn from my papaâŚ.there are no coincidence. Everything that happensâŚhappens for a reason. But that doesnât mean humanâs canât screw up and intervene ,â he added. âI donât know. Maybe Iâm wrong about this whole thing.â
âNeal, youâre a human. You made a mistake. Sure, it was a pretty big one, but you can spend the rest of your life beating yourself up over it or you can learn from it and make sure you never do it again. Thatâs the point of messing up. To learn what works and what doesnât. Stop feeling guilty for something that makes you human.â
âYou know what? Maybe you are. Maybe youâre wrong about all of this. But, you know what I think? I think youâve come too far and youâve given up too much to let it all go now. Even if it turns out that this is all some...mental break, for lack of a better term...I think you at least owe it to yourself to find out. Because if youâre right, Neal...if youâre right, will you be able to live with yourself if you just gave up and stopped fighting?âÂ
On that same note, she realized, she had to do the same. She had to go with her gut instinct, to trust herself. If she believed she was meant to be with David Nolan, then she had to trust that she felt that way for a reason.
nealthemysteriousman:
Nealâs head bobbed. A heavy, aimless move for an answer. It didnât seem like enough. âYeah, it was herâŚit was Emma. I thought I was trouble. I thought I was no good, so I left. I left âcause I thought it would be better and that it might get her homeâŚ.to her family. All I did was get the girl I loved thrown in jail and abandon a kid I didnât even know existed,â Neal tried to explain. He didnât deserve forgiveness. âI knew leaving was a mistake, but I did it and I regretted it. So I came here and tried to fix it. It didnât turn out so hot.â
 âYeahâŚit is. Iâve seen itâŚI experienced it. Itâs not pretty,â Neal agreed. âSo you wait and you love. If you two are meant to be, it will happen. Iâve loved Emma for ten years. I still do and Iâll wait forever if I have to.â
âI think you thought way too little of yourself, Neal. You clearly wanted the world for Emma. And yes, you went about it the wrong way, but youâre only human. You made a mistake.â She said, softly. âIt happens. You need to forgive yourself for it. Your heart was in the right place.â
âYeah, that makes sense. Fate.â She murmured. âI believe in that. Whatâs meant to be, will be. It just takes time and patience.â
nealthemysteriousman:
âHeâs worse than the stories, ma'am. Heâs much worse. But, he didnât always act that way. He was a good man. He was my family. My home. And even after all this time, I miss it,â Neal admitted, with a shake of his head. âI donât know about that. I kinda did the same thing he did to me. I abandoned the person I loved the most. I left her like he left me.â
Neal glanced away and began to fidget with his pants. Heâd said too much about himself to this stranger. âThe heartâs a confusing thing. Sometimes it doesnât know what it wants. Sometimes you just have to wait and let the right thing happen. Hearts donât lie. Itâs when the brain gets into thingsâŚstuff gets messy,â he replied, speaking from experience.
âEmma. It was Emma wasnât it?â Her tone was simply curious and not at all judgmental. âLook, I donât know what couldâve prompted you to leave her, but what I do know is that...everyone makes bad choices sometimes. Itâs not something we can avoid. But, itâs those people who feel remorse, who want to make it right, those are the ones who deserve forgiveness.â
"Yeah, I suppose youâre right. Itâs just...I dont...I donât want to be that person. Wrecking a marriage, thatâs...thatâs big stuff. And no matter how I feel or how he might feel, itâs not worth the damage it will do.â
sonofthesavior:
âThatâs okay. I can sneak off, mom is very busy with being mayor I donât think she would notice.â He looked a bit sad. âWhen does the moving start?â He wondered if he could sneak of and help, he was interested in what his parents  would bring with them when they moved.
âSoon. As soon as Emma can get Neal released from the hospital.â She replied. âI need to go grocery shopping and make sure I actually have some food at my place. Iâm sure your dad would welcome a real meal for a change.â
âItâs moving day! This is exciting!â
savioruntold:
âI actually got a job offer, I wasnât going to take it but since Iâm staying in town, I guess I willâ Emma said with a smile and a shrug âapparently Graham needs a deputyâ. Her smile grew with her next words âIâm glad tooâ she hadnât been able to call anyone a friend in such a long time
âA deputy, huh? I like it. It fits you.â She said, smiling. She could definitely see Emma as a deputy. âAnd I think youâll work well with Graham. Heâs a pretty good guy.â She looked at her, her smile only growing. âMe too. Iâll get some spare keys made up for you two.â It would be much easier if Neal and Emma both had their own set of keys.
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BLESS.
Unexpected Visitation I Mary Margaret and Kathryn
Claustrophobic, thatâs how Kathryn felt as she sat alone in the room. It seemed hypocritical considering that her personal space expanded once David left. However, that was physical space; it was emotional clutter that congested Kathrynâs mind. Every sensation possible wanted to control her, the desire to laugh, smile, and cry all occurring at the same time. The stress of David being in the hospital was eating her alive.Â
She felt guilty, it was her responsibility to stimulated Davidâs past memories, and so far she was failing miserably. He hadnât recalled a single moment before his coma, and it didnât seem that she was making much progress. What if he never remembered who he was? The David she knew loved his wife, wanted kids. There was a timeline that Kathryn needed to follow and she feared desperately that she wouldnât make the deadlines.That she would lose him forever.Â
She began to pace around the room, the stress now fully taking over Kathrynâs entire body. All she wanted to do was scream, the anticipation of failure transforming into anxiety. She didnât want to be alone in the room, it made her think too much. And thinking, that was one of the most dangerous things of all.Â
As she walked the halls of the hospital, heading for Davidâs room, Mary Margaretâs head kept telling her this was a bad idea. The more time she spent with him, the more she ended up feeling something for him. Something she shouldnât feel for a man with a wife. A wife he didnât remember, no less.
And yet, here she was. Prepared to go visit him again. It seemed she couldnât stay away. As she finally rounded the corner, she mentally readied herself. Calm your nerves, thereâs nothing to be anxious about. Heâs just a friend. She chided herself mentally as she had previously.
It wasnât until she actually entered the room that she became even more nervous. But, it wasnât because of David. In fact, he wasnât even in the room. It was the presence of the one person Mary Margaret had been trying to avoid. Kathryn Nolan.
Mustering up a smile, Mary Margaret walked further into the room. âKathryn? Hi. Iâm sorry, I didnât mean to bother you. I just was um...well, I volunteer here, and I wanted to check on David, see how he was doing. Is he alright?â His lack of presence worried her.
âI havenât! I feel like stuffing is a Thanksgiving sort of meal⌠Then again I am always down for turkey. Have you had the apple pie?â She asked.
âAs often as possible.â She laughed. âI never turn down Grannyâs food.â
Drawn to You (Mary Margaret & David)
"No, youâre ââ Moving up in time with her, David didnât have even a second of doubt before a rebuttal was pulled out of his throat. ââŚyouâre right. It will be nice to be checked out of here.â But homeâŚDavid shook his head to himself. The blue building in the photographs still just wasnâtâŚclicking. He couldnât imagine it suddenly getting better as soon as he saw it in real time.
Home should be something that he felt, a place that felt safe, that even felt familiar before he had a chance to even live with it. David glanced over to the dark-haired woman beside him and quickly inhaled, reaching back for something else.
âKathryn and Regina â well, theyâre both busy with their own lives, and I donât want them interrupted for meâŚâ He trailed off, looking to her again. He couldnât stop, it was just inexplicable. And he didnât want to stop, so he found himself continuing on, âAndâŚand sometimes, theyâre both a littleâŚtheyâve got high expectations. Ones Iâm not sure I can reach.â His hands, buried deep into his robe pockets, fell forward in the kind of half-shrug that didnât do much to disguise anything.
She smiled softly. âWell, it will happen soon enough.â She was sure it was only a matter of time before heâd be released. After all, now that he was awake and doing well, they couldnât keep him much longer. She wasnât a doctor, but he seemed to be doing a lot better in her opinion. Perhaps she could speak to Dr. Whale and see if he could get him out of here sooner?
âWell, they care about you, like we all do.â She reasoned. A heavy sigh left her lips as he talked about their expectations. âYou mean because they expect you to be the man you were your coma?â But how could he do that when he didnât even know who that was. âYou have amnesia, David. And Iâm optimistic. I think youâll get your memories back. But, on the off chance you donât, itâs okay. You can always, create new memories. Iâm sure Kathryn will understand that.â
She had to right? If she really loved him then sheâd understand that he couldnât force himself to remember. âIn the meantime, you have a huge support system. A lot of people rooting for you.â Herself included.
Emma tried to think back to the last time she had felt this close to someone, she even tried to shake the feeling away, wondering if she had made it up in her head. âWell if cinnamon is there, Iâm thereâ she said with a chuckle âIâm not sure what his favorite food is though, to be honest, we ate a lot of junk foodâ she shrugged âor anything cheap we could get our hands on reallyâ she smiled with Mary Margarets next words âItâs been a long time since Iâve had a good friend.â
Mary Margaret smiled. âThen, Iâll have to make sure I keep it stocked.â She replied. âWell, I think we can all eat better than that now. Teachers may not  make the best pay, but itâs enough.â She said, confidently. âIâm sorry itâs been a long time, but Iâm glad you have one now.â
âYes I suppose that would be true, will just have to see.â
âIâm inclined to think itâs good. Emma came to town and sheâs wonderful. Have you met her yet?â
Neal nodded. As she described his father, the colored drained from his fact leaving Neal a sallow shade of gray. It looked like heâd bitten into a rotten strawberry - lips puckered and eyelids blinked in quick secession. Talking of Rumplestiltskin was not an easy task to undertake and it was especially true for the son of that man.
 âYeah, thatâs the man. Heâs the one who put me in this place, although he doesnât know itâs me. Iâd like to keep it that way,â Neal replied. âBut what about now? Youâre thinking of it. Any time where you felt content. Where everything felt right and put in place?â
âWell, Neal, if your father does happen to be a fairy tale imp who steals peopleâs babies? Then Iâd say youâre much better off without him. And I donât know you that well, but just in the few minutes Iâve been talking to you, I can already gather youâre a much better man than he is.â She said. She believed herself to be a good judge of character.
A small smile spread across her lips as she thought of what he said. âDavid.â She murmured. Her face turned crimson and she turned away for a moment. âI...I mean...itâs just...it feels right when Iâm around him. David Nolan. And yet, it also feels wrong. Because it is. Which kind of cancels out your theory, I guess.â Turning back to face him, she let out a sigh. âHow can something feel right on the inside, even when you know itâs not?â
