Okay here is the final chapter to this story that I have enjoyed so much to write:) First off, I am still on vacation but took my dad's laptop and am quickly posting this because I felt like it was LONG overdue. I just had a really hard time writing for David and his thoughts...he's just such a complex character, like he has this piece of James that was bursting to get out of him but I couldn't let it come out until the curse broke ya know? Anyways I think I finally got it right! Enjoy:D

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David threw his luggage into the back of his truck. He walked around to the driver door and opened it, climbing into the truck and starting it. David checked his phone, no messages...Mary Margaret really didn't want to talk to him. He checked the time, 7. David put the truck in gear and pulled out into the street.

A new life in Boston. Was that really what he wanted? David sighed because it wasn't completely what he wanted. Yeah sure he wanted to start with a clean slate. But he wanted that clean slate to start with Mary Margaret. If it wouldn't have been for all those stupid mistakes, they still would have been able to pick up the pieces and have a relationship together. David really had meant what he said about being in love with her, but he'd hurt her one-too-many times.

Two lone tears trailed down his face as he began to remember all the good times he and Mary Margaret had had together.

When she'd saved him with a kiss. True love's kiss...

How he hadn't been able to get her out of his head since the moment he'd woken up.

The long walks on the hospital grounds without Kathryn to interrupt their special moments. Playing hangman when he would purposefully do her name every time to try and hint at what he was feeling when he was around her.

And then, when he had broken her heart, only because he thought he remembered his life with Kathryn before his coma. He had wanted to do what was right, but that wasn't what was right.

Going to Granny's every single morning at 7:15 and telling Kathryn he wanted to get them coffee before work when really, all he'd wanted was to see the woman he actually felt something with.

Saving her from falling to her death on that cliff in the rain.

Almost kissing in the cabin in the woods, but her stopping because it wasn't right for them to kiss. Even though he so felt it was right.

The next day, walking into Granny's at 7:45 to see her getting coffee. How he'd turned and ran and she had chased after him.

"What're you doing?" she hissed.

He'd looked into her beautiful green eyes trying so hard not to grab her and kiss her and apologize for every stupid thing he'd said. "It's seven-forty-five..."

She looked mad. "I know!"

He had shrugged, "Well I'm trying not to see you..."

"Well I am trying not to see you!" she had countered.

"Well how do we stop seeing each other?" he'd asked hoping she wouldn't want to NOT see him.

"Apparently, we can't!" she said and gave a fake laugh.

"This is a problem..." he'd said. Though it wasn't, he wanted to be with her.

She had nodded. "Mm yes!"

He had to tell her then, "She's not pregnant," he told her slowly. And then they had crashed their lips together, finally allowing themselves to release the feelings that had been building up for months.

The secret dates in the forest by the toll bridge.

The moonlit walks together, the stolen kisses, the slight glances at the diner and on the street.

Mary Margaret's-he froze and slammed on the brakes. No...Not Mary Margaret... "Snow..." he breathed.

Not David, James...King James husband of Queen Snow White, father of Princess Emma. Memories flooded back to him.


"What are you doing?" Snow screamed running towards him. "Why would you do this?"

James cringed and started to stand up, "Well, because you said you appreciate action more than words, so now, you're gonna get both. I love you Snow," he told her.

Snow shook her head, "But I don't love you. I don't even remember you!"

James' heart broke a little hearing the love of his life say that because of a wretched potion. "Well I don't care. The only thing I care about is that you don't forget who you really are. I would rather die than let you fill your heart with darkness."

Snow looked at him oddly, "You would really die for me?" she asked.

James smirked a little and cringed at the arrow in his shoulder. "Does it look like I'm making this up?" he asked somewhat sarcastic.

"No one's ever done anything like that for me before. No one's ever been willing to die for me..." she trailed off and looked at him as a tear began to trail down her cheek.

"No one you can remember," James said praying that there was some way Snow would remember who he was. He watched as Snow moved towards him, caressed his face, and softly kissed him.

Snow's eyes opened and she pulled away. "Charming..." she breathed.


"You...you found me," Snow whispered.

James helped her sit up "Did you ever doubt I would?" he teased.

Snow smiled, "Truthfully, the glass coffin gave me pause."

James brushed her cheek with his hand, his Snow was alive... "Well, you never have to worry I will always find you."

"Do you promise?" she asked him.

James nodded.


They walked along the shore. "How did you do it?" Snow asked.

James smirked a little and held up his mother's wedding ring. "With this, my mother's ring. It led me back to you. And now, I never want it off your finger." He kneeled down on the ground. "Will you marry me?" he asked her, holding up the ring. James had been planning his proposal to Snow for quite some time. Of course, he didn't think he was going to do it right then, but it just felt right.

Snow held out her left hand and James slid the ring onto her ring finger. She lifted her hand to admire the ring then looked down at him. She grinned, "What do you think?"

James stood and they crashed their lips together. After an eternity, they broke apart. "What's wrong?" he asked seeing the worried look on his fiancé's face.

Snow looked at him, "Well, there's the little matter of your father and my stepmother..."

"Ah that...well, I'm open to suggestions," James said smiling.

Snow looked off to the castle, "Here's one. Let's take back the kingdom."

The kingdom? Was she crazy? Well, yes. But that was what made him love her even more. "And how do you suggest we do that?"

Snow put her hand on his chest and smiled at him, gazing into his blue eyes. "Like we shall do everything. Together."


Snow stood at the window of the baby's nursery and let a bird fly off her hand. She put her hands on her stomach.

James walked over. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing..." she mumbled.

"You're thinking about what the queen said again aren't you? Snow, please, I can't keep having this conversation, you have to let it go!" He took her hands in his. "We're about to have a baby!"

Snow stormed into the nursery. "I haven't had a restful night since our wedding."

James ran after her. "That's what she wants! To get in your head. But they're only words! She can't hurt us!"

Snow faced him in front of the baby's crib. "She poisoned an apple because she thought I was prettier than her. You have no idea of what she's capable."

James sighed and looked into her beautiful green eyes. "What can I do to ease your mind?"

"Let me talk..." she paused."To him..."

"Him...you don't mean..." James trailed off.

"I do!" Snow cried.

"No! No, it's too dangerous!" James said with worry in his voice.

"He sees the future!" Snow cried trying to reason with him.

"There's a reason he's locked up!" James exclaimed remembering what happened to Thomas.

"Can you promise me that our child will be safe? Can you GUARANTEE it? Because he CAN," she pleaded.

James sighed. "Alright, for our child."


Snow turned from the window and walked over to him. "I don't wanna do this!"

"It has to be you," James said trying to soothe her.

"I'm not leaving you!" she cried.

James came over to her and pulled her into his arms. "It's the only way. You'll go in there and you'll be safe from the curse."

"He said it would be on her twenty-eighth birthday!" Snow said as tears streamed down her face. She held James' face in her hands.

James looked into her deep green eyes. "What's twenty-eight years when you have eternal love?" he asked. Snow took a shaky breath, sobbing. "I have faith. You will find me as I did you," he said with surety.

Snow pulled him towards her into a kiss. They clung to each other desperately. Snow pulled away and clutched her stomach.

"What is it?" James asked worried.

"The baby...she's coming..." she breathed.


"The wardrobe..." Snow whispered looking up from Emma. "It only takes one..."

"Then our plan has failed," James said sadly and took a shaky breath. He rubbed Snow's back. "At least we're together."

Snow stayed silent for a moment then spoke again, "No. You have to take her. Take the baby to the wardrobe."

James shook his head, "Are you out of your mind?" he practically screamed.

"No you have to save us bo-"

"You don't know what you're saying!" James overlapped cutting her off.

"No no no! I do! We have to believe that she will come back for us. We have to give her best chance..."

James looked down at Emma who was holding his hand and playing with Snow's hair. He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

Snow placed a kiss onto her forehead, "Goodbye Emma..." she sobbed.

James gently scooped Emma into his arms, kissed Snow one final time, and ran off, drawing his sword. His heart broke as he heard Snow sobbing loudly for her baby girl.


James set Emma into the wardrobe, "Find us..." he whispered before closing the wardrobe doors.


James unlocked his truck door, jumped out, and sprinted back to Main Street. He had to find her. He had to find Snow. He scanned the streets frantically searching for her. He slowed to a stop seeing her across the street. "Snow!" he shouted looking at her.

Snow turned to face him from across the street. "Charming..." she breathed.

James started to jog towards her and Snow did the same. Their longing for each other took over and they sprinted to each other.

"You found me," she whispered still not able to believe it was really him.

"Did you ever doubt I would?" he teased.

Snow smiled and pulled him towards her. James smiled against her lips as they kissed. Finally, together again. Not as Mary Margaret Blanchard, innocent school teacher, and David Nolan, the idiot who had broken her heart. But as Snow and James, husband and wife. A kiss of true love, with none of the guilt they had felt as Mary Margaret and David.

Finally they pulled away and just gazed into each other's eyes. Until they saw the cloud of purple smoke coming towards them. James saw the fear in Snow's eyes. He held her to him tightly as the magic overcame then. And they knew, that no matter what happened, they would always find each other, and that they would never be over the other.


THE END

I had tears in my eyes of joy and sorrow for this ending. I'm quite sad it was only meant to be a three-shot:) I get home on Friday night so expect tons of updates on Saturday!:D

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Thanks to all of you who read this story:) It literally made me squeal in excitement everytime I got a review alert;) So in honor of the most beautiful couple in the history of TV: Snowing, and I guess Gosh as well;) Please review?

THE END(for real this time;)