This is my first fan fiction story ever written so please bear with me. Its completely swanqueen. The Idea came to me in a dream. Sorry for any grammar errors or character inaccuracy in advance. Other than that enjoy. *Feedback would be nice I have chapters waiting to be posted if I get a decent response. Thank-you

She walked, well more like ran into the building completely disoriented. She ran a beeline right into the elevator mumbling a sorry to the bystander she almost knocked over on her way in.

She caught it just in time. Once in the elevator she let out a sigh of relief as she looked at her watch and realized despite her morning hassle she had 20 minutes til her 8 o clock and pressed the button that led to the 29th floor. Emma was thankful she was the only one in the elevator at the time so she could regroup herself from her hectic morning before walking into a meeting that she knew would surely change her life, only not for the reasons she presumed. She looked down on herself and adjusted the buttons that lay just underneath her neck on her hunter green blouse. "Dammit" she mumbled as one of the buttons pinched her neck in the process. She then continued to straighten her navy blazer and unnecessarily straightened out her wrinkle free pencil skirt. She fidgeted with her stockings and made a mental note to curse Ruby for suggesting she wear them in the first place. She was perfectly content with the black slacks and white blouse she had planned to wear the night before. She thought it was perfectly acceptable for her meeting with the investors, that was until Ruby came over and told her "You have to be sexy to get into these sexist pigs pockets. Their not gonna give a load of cash over to you if your dressed like their help. Sexy it up Emma for the love of Buddha!" The blonde chuckled remembering her friends reference to her newly found religion. Ever since Ruby's mission tour around Asian countries she was completely set on Buddhism.

Emma looked at her reflection in the closed Elevator doors and smirked to herself "This skirt makes my ass look nice", she mumbled to herself.

Her conversation with herself was short lived as the doors to the elevator opened on the 17th floor. Emma stood off to the right side of the elevator allowing room for the man to enter. He offered her a small smile and a curt nod and she reciprocated the gesture. The man stood at least 6 inches taller than she did. He was dressed formally in a charcoal grey shirt, a black tie, black dress pants, and black shoes to match. His dark Orange or brown, she couldn't tell, hair was parted on the side and neatly combed into a swoop to the right of his face. His hair complimented his blue eyes and his pale white skin his shirt graced his muscular arms. He looked quite nice Emma thought to herself. Before she had the chance to spark conversation they arrived on the 29th floor and she exited swiftly and he stayed on.

She assumed he was going down because the 30th floor was the last floor and was a private office that belonged to the owner of the entire place, Henry Mills. That man in the elevator didn't look in his 50's, over weight, with no hair on his head so he surely didn't belong up there. Emma was quickly pulled from her thoughts as an older dark skinned man bumped into her and made her drop her briefcase. "I'm so sorry" he said as he shuffled to pick up his papers and help Emma pick up her briefcase. "Its okay, I got it", she said as she pulled her briefcase form the floor and thanked her lucky stars that her laptop hadn't slipped from it and been damaged. "Whats your business here?", the man asked politely as nosy can be." Well good morning, My name is Emma Swan. I'm here for a meeting with the Mr. Mills and his investors cabinet." "I'm sorry My name is Sydney, Sydney Glass" he shrugged at her sarcasm and put out a brown hand to be shaken. "Oh you're the 8 o clock, your meeting room is on the other side of all the cubicles marked B and to the left." Emma shook the mans hand said her pleasantries and nodded her okay at the directions before turning and walking towards the rows of cubicles. "Good Luck" Sydney shouted from where he still stood. Emma turned and said "Luck?" she chuckled "Are they that harsh?" she asked."No Misses Swan they aren't but she is." The short man turned and made his way down the hallway opposite the cubicles before Emma could respond."Thank you!" she shouted across the office space before kicking herself for being so loud, so early, in a office setting.

"Thank you I guess", she mumbled to herself before hastily making her way to where she was expected to be soon ignoring the eyes that were on her from her disruption seconds earlier.