Emma Swan (![]() ![]() @ 2012-07-26 12:27:00 |
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Emma couldn’t believe her father was on the train. Well, okay, she could considering the train brought people from all over, but she really hadn’t been expecting him to show up. The problem was that he had no idea who she was or anything about her. He didn’t know about Storybrooke and he had no idea about how Snow and him ended up with a daughter who grew up into the woman he was going to be meeting. Maybe it was a bad idea to offer to help him out, but she wanted to see the man who she knew now was her father. The man she thought didn’t love her and that was why they left her on the side of a road. All the stuff she believed to be true about her parents were far off as she found out, thanks to her son. She thought about sending him a message about something coming up because she wasn’t sure if she could do this. No, she could do this! She just had to keep telling herself that. The idea of sending a message to the huntsman crossed her mind as well, but she had to do this on her own. Did she want him to know who she was? That wasn’t a question she was ready to answer, but she did know she wanted to see him and maybe talk to him a bit without thinking he was just some guy in Storybrooke that went by the name David. Before leaving her room, she kept debating about how she should change, but the question was what did a girl wear to meet her father for the first time since finding out he was her father? Screw it. She didn’t need to impress a man who had no idea who she was. Calm down, Emma she thought to herself as she ran her fingers through her blonde hair, sucking on her bottom lip as she made her way to the touring car. This had become one spot that she started taking up to drink her issues away or to clear her head only she had nothing to drink on her and she figured here was a good place to meet him. Emma made note to keep an eye on Regina because now she had to worry about the bitch trying anything to hurt her father. Emma found an empty touring car and moved into the room, sitting down on one side as she glanced out the window. On the outside, she looked calm and collected because she was a pro at hiding certain emotions. On the inside, she was a nervous wreck who kept overanalyzing that situation as she tried to figure out how to go about this whole thing. Maybe she could still bail before he showed up. No, she had to stay and do this even if it was going to be hard to keep from slipping up with the names she knew. David was the main one she was concerned with because she never knew him as dad so that wasn’t a big issue. Biting her thumb nail, she glanced over to the door when she heard it opening, hoping it was him and not some stranger. |