Captain Swan AU: Granny’s Diner
Emma barely registered the door to Granny’s Diner opening as the dark liquid in her glass slid down her throat, burning as it went. She had been alone, having asked Ruby and Granny if she could close up. With what had gone down earlier in the day, they were only happy to comply. She’d felt hopeless and the only way she knew to combat that was with the alcohol that was now in front of her. She heard the seat next to her squeak but didn’t look over. It didn’t matter who it was.
“What are you doing here, lass?”
Of course it was him. She glanced at him before refilling her class. “Drowning my sorrows. It’s the only thing I’m good for.” She downed the contents of the glass again.
“Why aren’t you searching for your lad?”
She slammed the glass on the counter, turning to him. “Because they took him, and I have no idea where to start looking for him!” She glared shoving her finger into his chest. “And you! You and David said you had it handled! You would fight them off until we could get away, but they got to us and took him!” She dropped her head, unable to even be mad anymore. It was hard to feel anything else when you were feeling hopeless.
“Emma, I know we let you down today, but we can’t sit here and do nothing. You know that! Your lad is out there, and I can remember a time when you chained me to a beanstalk for him.” He leaned onto the counter, trying to get her to look at him. “This,” he said, gesturing to her, “is not that Emma right now. The Emma I know is a fighter, who doesn’t give up despite having the odds stacked against her. She’s resourceful and cunning and-”
“No, I’m not. I’m dried up, remember?… I’m useless,” she mumbled, before she felt his hand on her cheek. He pulled her gaze up to his eyes, the calming of the blue taking her over.
“You and I both know that’s not true, love.” He stroked her cheek, trying to convey how much he’d never meant those words to her. That she was so far from useless. That when this was over, he wouldn’t be done with her. Her gaze dropped again, unable to deal with the implications of what was behind his eyes. He sighed, dropping his hand. He knew when this was over, they could worry about the spark between them. For now, he held out his hand, waiting for her to take it. “Come on, love. We’ve got your son to find.”
Fanfic written by the wonderful beautiful amazing Britt (notdonewithyou)