{ Emma had had you and your brother, Henry, when she was only around seventeen or eighteen. She hadn't been in your lives for quite a long time, giving you away for adoption.

But after ten years living with your adoptive mom, Regina, in Storybrooke, Henry had gone all the way to Boston to find Emma. Now, she'd moved to Storybrooke, she'd broken the curse, even bonded with you and your brother.

Ever since she arrived in town, the two of you became very close to each other. You and Emma were so similar in so many ways. And while Regina didn't know how to 'handle you' —she didn't have much patience to try figure it out either—, Emma did it almost effortlessly. You were just like her, so she let you be, and that earned her your trust and respect, making it easier for her. So Regina would often drop you at Emma's place or even at the Sheriff Department.

This was one of those days. Now at Emma's place, you sat down on her bed, turning the TV on while she approached you, carefully briging two mugs with her. Hot cocoa with cinammon, perhaps it was a strange combination, but it was your favorite, and hers as well.

"—Hey there, kiddo. I was thinking we could watch that movie you like... Avengers, right?"

**She asked, smiling softly. She sat down next to you, covering her lap and her legs with the blanket. Spending time together and watching movies with you was one of the things she enjoyed the most.