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Neal Cassidy

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Yesterday at 08:55 pm
Neal loved that this day was finally here. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt this happy, it was a long time that much he did know. This was about finally getting the family he had always craved and longed for.

As he walked around, Neal glanced at everyone who was giving a congratulations and he did like that. He glanced around and soon spotted his now wife mingling with the guests. He figured he should probably do the same.

After greeting his father, siblings and Belle, he just walked around. Soon he spotted the Pevensive's just standing there looking at him. He walked over to them. "So which one of you two lovely ladies is going to dance with me?" Neal asked, giving a wink as he looked at both of them.

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Aug 2 2018, 05:52 AM
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Neal knew that this was the happiest he had been in years. He was finally marrying Emma, something he had been intending to do years ago. But, thanks to the curse on this town, he had been unable to do any of it. Neal knew that one thing for sure, was that he wasn't going to ever let her go again.<br>
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While he had been worried when he first got here. Tink had managed to talk enough sense into him. Not that he was going to bail on her, but, he had needed reassurance that things won't go wrong, like everything else in his life. Neal knew that he'd needed more faith in himself, and, that he could change his own fate for once.<Br>
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Keeping his gaze around the place, he admired all their friends and family while aboard the Jolly Roger, they were here for him and Emma. Neal knew that he had the people he loved by his side, Tink and Henry were next to him. And, his father and Belle were front row with his brother and sister.<Br>
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Turning towards the front when he heard the doors open, it was Emma. And she looked as beautiful as ever. Neal knew that he would never be unhappy to see her. But this moment was alot different and he knew it. He gave a heavy, but, happy sigh as he turned to face her when she reached the top, and, he waited for Archie to begin this whole thing.
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Ever since he had first dined at this diner, Chris had felt drawn to it. Or rather the blonde waitress that worked here. He, more then anything, wanted to chance to get to know her better. But, he also assumed that she was taken, since she was pregnant after all.<br>
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His day off from the station had seen Chris coming to the diner, yet again. Chris made his way inside, and, just took a seat at the table, knowing his plan to order some pumpkin pie and a coffee. And, maybe sitting there watching her for a while. But, not in a creepy way or anything like that.<Br>
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Chris kept his hands in his jacket, as he just sat in the booth by the back, and, then just leant backwards against the seat as he watched Odette with loving and admiring eyes. He just hoped he wasn't going to freak her out by being here once again.
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Bae didn't know where he was going persay, but, his father had made him angry again. Keeping his shawl around himself, Bae began to wander the Forest, knowing that he didn't really have any friends or anywhere else to go really.<br>
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He ran his hand through his hair as he looked around the Forest. Bae hadn't even brought his art stuff with him, intending to clear his head more then anything else. But what he really needed was someone to vent to.<br>
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But, thanks to his father, he had no friends, and, no-one would want to listen to him, especially when it came to being about his father. Baelfire blinked back some tears that were coming to his face, instead just trying to get those stupid words out of his head.<br>
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The truth was, Baelfire didn't want to lose the only family that he had left, but, the man was making him angry time and time again. All he wanted was the true man back, the one behind the magic. But, that was a long way off from happening.<br>
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Soon he spotted the lake edge, and, just threw a couple of stones in the river, before taking a seat on the sand, and, just pulling his knees close to his chest as he looked out to the ocean, knowing it was helping him clear his head.</div>
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Jun 20 2018, 06:04 AM
Neal, after that encounter with his mother, needed to just sit in comfort. Get feelings out of himself. Or just cry. Either worked. He didn't see how she was still able to do that. She couldn't just come into his life after all this time, and, do this to him.

Neal had stopped back at his apartment, putting the letters and everything away back where it was. And he felt himself getting angry, and, he stood up before he knocked everything off of his bedside table. Letting the anger out of his system.

Right now Neal couldn't be alone.

He needed Emma. But he didn't know if she was busy at the station or not. Neal pulled out his phone, and, checked if there was a message from Emma. There wasn't, and, while he'd wanted to just call her find out if she was willing to meet him and talk, but, he knew that he just wanted a bit of privacy right now.

Letting out a soft sigh Neal kept his hands in his pockets as he exited his apartment. And he slowly went to walk towards the loft where he knew that Emma lived with her parents.

Neal looked around making sure no-one followed him as he made his way inside and up the stairs towards the door of their loft. Bouncing up and down on his feet, Neal knocked gently on the door, waiting to see if Emma or someone would answer.

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