Of course it was raining. The one time Emma leaves her keys in her giacca it has to be raining. Her giacca is back in Mary Margaret’s apartment, who is out for the night babysitting for Ashley so she can have some alone time with Sean. It’s late Sunday night and Storybrooke being the small town it is, seems deserted. Even Granny’s is closed for the night. And so Emma stands outside the apartment building, leaning against her car, utterly drenched.

It’s not that she doesn’t like the rain, because she does. She’s always found it to be oddly comforting actually. But it’s fall now...

With all the Emma and Graham angst going around after what happened I thought I’d write a little fanfiction on the happier side, maybe in hopes to cheer some people up (including myself).

This is just my idea on how I’d like the series to end.
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It had finally happened. After 2 years the battle was finally over, the curse on Storybrooke and it’s residents was now broken. All thanks to Emma Swan. Everyone had returned to Fairytale land and was now celebrating in the town square outside the castle. Snow and Charming were baciare under a storm of confetti, Jiminy...