This story is simple enough, I got the idea from remembering lycos chat. Hope you all like it and many thanks to my beta reader fiend89, who is currently working on my chapters.
I do not own Once Upon A Time, or its characters.
June 20th 2007
Emma Nolan 27, A Police detective in Boston Massachusetts
"Hey Smith, next time you decide to leave me stranded, I won't be so nice about it," Emma snapped, whilst removing her soaked jacket. She is trying to fix her long blonde hair, as she looked like a drowned rat.
"I had to get after our target," he replied, standing opposite her in their department of the police station.
She sighed, she wanted to be the one to catch the asshole.
"Listen, you should get home and get changed before you catch something, I'll finish up here," he said, picking up some paperwork from his desk.
"Thanks," she frowned and then left to go back to her small apartment, where she changed into a white tank and bottoms and got herself a beer from the fridge.
She had lived in Boston for seven months now, she had a few friends, a job that she loved doing but maybe not in this police department and that was making her feel the need to move on.
What now, she thought to herself, turning to TV in her lounge and then sitting on her sofa and bringing her laptop to her lap, where she checked her mail which was all junk and then her phone suddenly beeped, causing her to jump.
"Hey Emma, you home? cos I'm in that enchanted forest chat room again if you want a laugh."
Emma rolled her eyes, she had ventured into that chat room once before because of Graham ,and he embarrassed her. She was thankful that no one there actually knew her.
She pondered for a moment and through sheer boredom, it propelled her to go there again.
Thesavior has entered The Enchanted Forest.
Huntsman: EMMAAAAA
She smirked.
Thesavior: I'm only here because I'm bored, Graham!
(private message from Killypoos) hey luv you wanna hook up?
Emma ignored it.
Huntsman: yeah, do you remember rubes80 from last time? apparently she's gonna be on here to-night
Emma scoffed.
Thesavior: yeah I remember her, I don't know why I bother with this.
(private message from Killypoos) you bother because you want a strong man luv, I'll be more than willing ;)
Emma grimaced and ignored it and instead she continued to sip her beer and watch Graham jabber on and she occasionally said something back to him.
By the time she downed another beer, she received yet another message from Killypoos.
(private message from Killypoos: I can think of more pleasant activities with a woman on her back)
"That's it," she snapped out loud and publicly messaged him back.
Thesavior: killypoos will you just fuck off, stop harassing me with your fowl mouth, you clearly have no respect for women.
AlwaysRegal: well said Thesavior.
Thesavior: thanks AlwaysRegal, cool name you got there.
AlwaysRegal: and yours, although I am curious to why you call yourself Thesavior?
Thesavior: well, it's a nickname, its to do with my job :)
AlwaysRegal: interesting…If I was to guess id say your job was in law enforcement or the fire service maybe.
Thesavior; yeah law enforcement, it's tough but worth it, it's the only thing in my life that's stable at the moment.
Emma then thought, why am I telling this stranger this! And another two hours later, Emma had found herself rooted to the spot, still messaging AlwaysRegal.
it was all random conversation, but somehow both were unable to end their conversation just yet and by the time Emma logged off, she knew AlwaysRegal's name and that she was 31, loved horses, cooking, and reading and the only reason she was on this chat room, was because her sister told her about it and she was curious.
They had also arranged to meet online the next night and both strangely looked forward to speaking with each other again.
June 21st 2007
Storybrooke Maine
Regina, 31, the mayor of Storybrooke and she lives at 108 muffin street with her son Henry, who is ten
"Henry hurry up, you don't want to be later for school," Regina told Henry as she brushed her hand through her shoulder length dark brown hair. She needed to get Henry to school then go straight to work for a meeting.
And 45 minutes later she walked into her office and immediately was greeted by her adviser, Sidney Glass.
"Meeting in ten minutes Madame Mayor," he said.
"Thank-you Sidney," she replied coldly and walked into her office and closed the door. She muttered, "This is going to be a long day."
And after the usual formalities of the meeting, she spent the rest of the afternoon doing paperwork before heading off to pick Henry up from school.
"How was your day?"
"Alright," he shrugged, pulling his rucksack on his shoulder.
"Did Miss Nolan like your story?"
"Yeah, she said I told it well."
"Well I think you told it brilliantly," she smiled.
"Thanks mom, can we go home now?"
"Yes, let's go," and she put her arm on around his shoulder and they walked off to her car.
That evening after Henry went to bed, Regina logged on to her computer in her study and entered the Enchanted Forest chat room. She was disappointed not to see Thesavior there, so she stood up and poured herself a glass of apple cider.
She then thought bitterly, about how life had treated her, her father died when she was young, and how her mother was all about her career. And when Regina refused to leave Storybrooke, their relationship deteriorated further.
The love of her life had also died in a tragic accident when she was 21 and she knew if it wasn't for Henry, their son, she would have fallen to pieces.
She suddenly downed the glass of apple cider in one go and went back to her computer.
Still no savior. She sighed.
"Why am I bothered anyway," she muttered to herself, running a hand through her shoulder length brown hair and sat down in the chair in her study.
She continued to watch the words on the screen with boredom.
"Stupid chat room," she snapped out loud and tapped her fingers on the oak desk.
And a minute later she stood back up and helped herself to another glass of apple cider, and then returned to her seat where she saw the message she was waiting on.
Thesavior has entered The Enchanted Forest.
"She came back," Regina said to herself as a smile appeared on her face and she sat up straight ready to type.
Thesavior: hey AlwaysRegal, your here :)
Regina began to type.
AlwaysRegal: I am here and you are late.
Emma rolled her eyes, as she was slumped back on her sofa.
Thesavior: I had a tough day and we didn't arrange a time!
Regina frowned.
AlwaysRegal: I didn't mean that to sound harsh dear, I Hope it wasn't too tough.
Thesavior: that's okay, how are you? surely you had a better day than me?
AlwaysRegal: it was the same as everyday
Emma frowned and as the evening wore on, she found herself being even more drawn in, for some reason she couldn't understand.
June 24th 2007
Boston. 3.41pm
Emma yawned, whilst sitting in the squad car with Smith.
"Late night?" He asked whilst fiddling with the radio.
"Yeah, I was talking with a friend," she smiled.
She then wondered, when did we become friends? But she shrugged it off.
He chuckled , "Oh that kind of friend," he said with a smirk.
Emma's eye's darted around the car.
"No, it's not like that, she's a friend," she said seriously.
"Hmm," he said, still chuckling and then suddenly a call came over the radio and they headed back to the station.
Meanwhile, in Storybrooke, Regina had just picked Henry up from school.
"How was school my little prince," she asked with a loving smile as they got into her car.
"Good, I've got a science assignment to do though."
"Sounds interesting," she smirked and as they headed off to go home. Regina unconsciously started to hum a tune.
"Mom," Henry asked anxiously.
"Yes Henry," she replied sweetly glancing over to him.
"Your humming, you never hum has something happened?" He tilted his head at her.
"Oh, everything is fine, nothing has happened," she smiled and turned her attention back to the road.
He then looked out the window in thought and Regina then frowned, it was true she never hummed and why was she humming? Nothing different had happened today, so why was she humming?