Part two of Red's True love, hope you enjoy. Don't forget to r&r.
thanks to my new beta, Monica Skye"I'm sorry, Emma. I'm leaving." And with that, the brunette girl turned and ran out of the room. She left behind a very distraught girlfriend, who was crying and calling her name. She barged into Snow on the stairs, pushing past her friend, afraid to let the woman see her own tear-stricken face.
"Hi… Red." Snow was confused, but she'd caught a glimpse of the girl's face and knew something was wrong. The tear tracks were visible and the brief eye contact they'd shared had been enough to inform the black haired woman that something was wrong. The girl's eyes had been filled with sadness, fear and what looked like dogged determination. Taking a deep breath, Snow continued up into stairs to see what was left.
The first thing she noticed was the crying, someone sobbing softly. Then she saw Emma, curled up, hugging her knees, at the end of her bed, her face buried in her arms as her body was racked with the sobs. Snow's heart broke at the sight of her daughter like that and she immediately gathered the woman into her arms. The blonde collapsed into her arms, offering no resistance as another wave of tears were released.
"Honey, what happened?" Snow figured that the girls had broken up, but she didn't know why. It was only a week ago that their declaration of love for each other had broken the curse. They hadn't spent any more time than they had to apart from each other. Now, suddenly, the black haired woman had come home to this, out of the blue.
"She told me she didn't love me." Emma managed to get out between sobs. "She told me I was just a convenience, that we couldn't be together." Snow was confused by this, the whole town thought they were cutest couple ever, so she couldn't imagine it being pressure from them. Her second thought was that maybe it was Red's grandmother that was forcing it, but she seemed happy that her granddaughter had found someone who could tame the girl.
The more Snow thought about it, the weirder the events seemed. If Red wasn't in love with Emma, than the kiss would not have awoken Emma and broken the curse. Why would Red lie so blatantly and for no apparent reason? The older woman knew Red and had never seen her like this, with one exception. Then her memory kicked in and her eyes widened.
"Was Red wearing her red cloak, Emma?" The blonde looked up and noticed the serious look on her mother's face. She thought back and then shook her head. "It's a full moon tonight." There was a blank look on the girls face. "You've read Henry's fairy tale book, haven't you?" A nod, her face still confused. "Red is the wolf, the red cloak she wears stops her from transforming."
Understanding bloomed on Emma's face, "She did this, to save me? So that she couldn't hurt us?" The blonde pushed her way out of her mothers arms and started hunting around the room. "I have to go out there. I have to find her."
Snow grabbed her arm as she tried to leave the room. "Emma, if she changes, she could attack you. She could kill you!" The taller girl tried to fight out of her mother's grasp. "We need a plan, Honey. We need to find her cloak." Emma nodded slowly and relaxed. The raven-haired woman released her arm and turned around, eyes searching the room, before the blonde bolted from the room.
Snow turned to chase her, but gave up. She ran for the phone and called the diner, "Granny, It's about Red. She doesn't have her cloak and Emma ran after her."
"I'll meet you there, just hurry, we don't have a lot of time."
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Emma wasn't sure where she was heading. She had no idea where Ruby had run off to and was starting to doubt whether she'd made the right idea haring off after the brunette. The streets were empty this late at night, a relief for the sheriff, who didn't want to have to worry about innocent bystanders.
Ruby had left no trail to be found, no hint as to where the girl had run off to, but Emma didn't think about that, she just walked through the town. There was no hint of movement, giving the town an eerie feeling. The blonde had become so used to seeing people moving around the town at all times that nothing was odd. It was almost like the citizens of Storybrooke knew something was up and were taking painstaking caution to avoid it.
The city limits backed up to the forest that encircled the town and that was where Emma found herself, standing before a relatively unknown trail that lead deep into it. However, Emma recognised it and knew exactly where it leads to. She hoped that Red would retain her instincts and head for it. The clearing at the other end was where they'd had their first date and where they'd shared their first kiss. It was a small chance, but the blonde had nothing else to go on.
The clearing was about twenty minutes walk from the edge, windy and overgrown. The path was difficult to follow, but it looked like someone had come through here recently and Emma allowed herself to hope that she was onto something.
Her hope was dashed when the clearing turned out to be empty, though signs told her that it had been used within the last few hours. Fresh dirt had turned been turned up and some grass was still slightly flattened where something rectangular had been places, most likely a picnic blanket. Someone else had had the same idea as Emma had. A tear escaped her eye from the reminder of one of the best days of her life. The blonde sighed, for despite the fact that it was a longshot, it was the only thing she could think of to find Red.
The walk back was even worse for Emma. As the night darkened, she found herself tripping up on rocks and getting snagged on branches, cursing herself for not grabbing her flashlight. She yelped and jumped, a branch had whipped back and snapped into her face, leaving her with a thin cut along the cheek.
A couple of minutes out from the city and she heard it, a low growling in the distance. It was coming from somewhere in town. Emma started running, headed towards town, trying to find the source. A howl broke the silence, startling birds out of trees, it was closer and the sheriff shivered, a sense of foreboding running down her spine. She broke into an all-out sprint, heading for the town square.
It was Henry, backed into a corner, with the wolf advancing steadily towards him. Emma's heart dropped even as she stepped forward. "Red, stop." The wolf didn't listen, continuing to advance. "Red, please, stop this." The wolf seemed to hesitate, giving Henry a small window of opportunity to escape, which he took, cambering up a wall, and out of reach of the wolf.
Red howled with fury, her eyes burning as she sought a new target, fixing upon the blonde on the opposite side of the square. She howled, the noise sounding more furious than before and barrelled across, straight into Emma. The blonde was knocked off her feet and lost her breath as she hit the ground. The wolf hovered over her as she struggled to regain her breath, jaws hovering perilously close to her neck.
Emma closed her eyes, resigning herself to the fact that the woman she loved was about to kill her. But the jaws never closed. She looked up to see the wolf head slightly cocked, tongue hanging out, staring at her expectantly. "Ruby?" the blonde whispered. The wolf licked her face and Emma ran her hands up into the mane.
"Emma?" The shout came from the other side of the courtyard and Red's hackles were raised, a low growl coming from her throat. Emma wrapped her arm around the wolf and started whispering into her ear, "Its ok Rubes, I'm right here." The Wolf looked at her and stopped growling, though the hackles remained raised.
Emma worked herself out from under the wolf, always keeping at least one hand on the wolf, willing her to remain calm. She worked her way to Granny and Snow, with Ruby, who was alternating between whimpering and growling. Henry had worked his way back down to ground level, and stood behind the two women. "It's ok, she seems tame, around me at least." The blonde shrugged, "I have no idea why."
"You're her soul mate." Granny seemed to have the answer. "Her wolf form recognises you. It knows not to hurt you." She reached down and ran her hand across the head, receiving a slight whimper. "I don't know why she seems to obey you as a wolf, probably the same thing. But it's time she came back to normal."
Snow stepped forward, prompting a small growl from the wolf, which got stopped when Emma ran her hand along the wolf's head, scratching behind her ear. That got a reaction from the wolf, who let out a yip and nuzzled her head closer, letting the blonde get more. The black haired woman smiled at the action and handed the red cloak to Emma. She careful draped it over the wolf and as it settled, the wolf started changing, until she returned to a very naked woman.
Emma helped her up, making sure the cloak didn't move and expose her. "I'll take her back."
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The cold beer in her hand was but a small distraction compared to what was raging in her mind. She'd got Red home and bundled her into bed, making sure the cloak was still wrapped tightly around the woman. Emma had immediately gone down and got a beer, dumping herself on the couch.
"Emma, why are you down here?" The red cloak peeked out from underneath the sheet that Red had wrapped around herself.
"I was thinking", Emma sighed and took a swig. "Why didn't you trust me? Why didn't you tell me, Rubes?"
"I was scared." The brunette admitted in a small voice. "I was scared that I would hurt you, or you would freak out and run away." She turned away, afraid to let Emma see the tears in her eyes. "I don't want you out of my life."
Emma stubbornly remained seated, even as her heart fought to go and comfort the brunette, whose shoulders had started shaking with silent sobs. "So your answer was to break up with me?" she couldn't keep an angry tone out of her voice, "In what world does that make sense, Red?"
The brunette started at the sound of Emma calling her Red. It was the first time that she'd called her that. Tear tracts were all that could be seen, though her eyes glimmered with unshed tears. "I wasn't thinking straight. I didn't even know it could happen in Storybrooke, until I felt it today. I couldn't find the cloak and I panicked."
"You aren't my Ruby anymore, are you?" Emma refused to meet Red's eyes, afraid that her resolve would break.
"I don't want to be Red." The dam had broken and tears were streaming down her face, "I don't want to be the wolf. I wish this whole thing hadn't happened." She started towards the sitting blonde and placed her hands onto Emma's face. "I want you."
Emma hazarded a look up, to see Red staring back at her, eyes overflowing. The blonde's heart broke and she pulled herself up, planting a kiss on the brunette. She wrapped her arms around the girl and pulled her close. "Don't you dare do it again, Ruby." The taller girl dug her face into the shoulder of her girlfriend. "I love you, Ruby, and I can help, but you need to let me know these things."
"I was just scared. I didn't want to hurt anyone."
"And you almost ended up killing my son." An edge had entered into the blondes voice and she could feel the girl in her arms trying to pull away, but didn't let her. "Why didn't you go to Granny? Why didn't you go to Mary Margaret? Why didn't you ask for help?" It turned into pleading at the end and a fresh wave of tears wet her shoulder.
"I don't know." It was so faint that the only reason Emma knew it wasn't a figment of her imagination was because she felt the crying girls mouth head move against her shoulder. "Please don't hate me. I didn't mean to hurt anyone or even hurt them."
"I don't hate you, Ruby. I could never hate you." Emma kissed the brunette hairline. "I love you too much to hate you. Just don't do it again."