AN: I changed the circumstances around Henry's being in the hospital for this story… A scene came to my head as I was thinking the prompt over and I had to run with it… this is a 'Fairytale Land does NOT exist story'.

"THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING WE CAN DO! CAN'T WE FLUSH WHATEVER IT IS OUT OF HIS SYSTEM? ISN'T THAT A POSSIBILITY?" Regina screamed at Dr. Whale.

"The only way we can do that is if we have an exact match…" Dr. Whale said solemnly.

"Use me." Emma stepped forward.

"Excuse me?" Dr. Whale asked, making sure he heard her correctly.

"I'm your best shot. The kid came out of me… Use me."

"We have to run tests first—"

"USE ME!" She said, "Do whatever damn tests you need then use me!"

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Dr. Whale stared blankly at the results he got back from the lab. He could not believe what he was seeing. The woman that thought she was his biological mother was nothing to him biologically… and as soon as the mayor were to hear this, she would have nothing to him relatively either.

He stared at the paper, hoping that it would give him an answer of how to tell the woman that Henry had searched and ran away for that she was nothing but a stranger.

He approached Emma and saw the Mayor sit down next to him.

"I cannot believe that you let him eat what she gave him! Do you have any sense! Any kind of gut instinct?" Regina spat at her.

"I wasn't with him yet! He walkied me and told me to meet him at the park and when I got there I saw that woman running away and Henry on the ground with the berries in his hand! It could have just as easily been you on his way to meet him, so don't you fucking put this on me! I am doing everything I can here!" Emma growled through her teeth.

Dr. Whale cleared his throat, "Excuse me…"

"Your tests done?" Emma stood up, "Let's get going." She tried to usher him out of the room so that Henry could be saved.

"I'm afraid we ran into a bit of a problem…" He said quietly so Regina couldn't hear him as they were a few feet from her now. "You see… your blood type is 'AB'…"

"Yeah… I can get paid to donate… because I can give to anyone…" Emma nodded.

"You can't give to anyone but people with type 'AB'…" He started.

"So… what are you telling me here Doc?"

"Henry is type 'O' Emma…. I'm sorry. We can't use your blood."

"How can he have type 'O' and I have 'AB'? He is half of me… I should be able to give him—!" She choked up and looked away from the doctor.

"Emma… I don't know how to tell you this in any other way but the blunt truth… An 'AB' parent's child can have type 'A', 'B' most commonly and depending on genotypes it's possible for 'O'… there is no way with your specific type 'AB' blood can biologically produce a child with type 'O'… You are not Henry's birthmother…"

Emma sunk into the chair and said nothing. She stared at the ground. Everything seemed to fade away. Even as the nurse ran in to collect Dr. Whale because Henry was beginning to fade, she couldn't move or comprehend anything.

She sat there for God knows how long just… staring. Regina walked over to her eventually. "He's awake." She said in a plain, emotionless voice. Emma nodded, but didn't make a move to get up, "You should go see your son, Sheriff…"

Emma's face shot up and met Regina's. She stood up and stared at the other woman's face, "He's not my son." She said before she pushed past her and ran into the stair well. She got to the landing half a flight down before her legs turned to mush and she couldn't move anymore.

The door opened and closed and the slow clicking of heels made their way closer and closer to the blonde, "What do you mean, 'He's not your son'?" The mayor asked her.

"I mean I'm not his mother… we have the wrong blood types… there's no possible way for him to be the boy I gave birth to…" It was after these words that Emma began to cry. "He's not my son… My son is… I don't know where he is, but Henry isn't mine"

Regina knelt down and pulled Emma into a hug as the woman cried. At first she didn't realize she was the one doing all the actions… that she was voluntarily sitting and holding her enemy and not being pulled down and held against her will. She rubbed the woman's back as she thought about what to say next.

"Henry can't know… not now… Not with all of this 'fairytale land' stuff he's so adamant about." She swallowed hard before she spoke her next words, "You are his hero. You are the woman he puts his faith and trust in. You cannot just leave because you aren't his biological mother. You have made a commitment to him, to the town… to me. You really have made this place better since you got here… And you've… challenged me in ways I have not been challenged in years." She sat up straight as Emma pulled and looked at her, "You cannot leave him. He loves you. I am not saying we cannot tell him the truth ever… I am simply saying that we cannot tell him the truth right now… not when he is this vulnerable… not when I am the evil queen because he will want to run, and I can't have my son run from me again. So… this did not happen. The doctors did what they could and he woke up before it got to the point that he needed blood. You understand?"

Emma couldn't do anything but nod.

"Alright… then let's go see our son."

"Why are you being nice now?" Emma asked after Regina stood up.

"Because I know what it's like to have people tell you that your son isn't yours." She walked back up the stairs and back into the hospital.

Emma sat there a while longer. She thought about everything Regina said. She knew that the reason Regina knew how low she felt was mainly her fault because she was always cutting her down… But there was something else that made her feel glued to the floor. Her son… her son wasn't Henry. Henry was someone else's kid… He really was Regina's. Her son was off somewhere else doing God knows what… She knew she had to find him to see if he was okay, but that was all she would ever do and she knew it. Henry really was her son. Henry was her real son just like he was Regina's real son… He may not have any biological ties, but… he was hers… Wasn't he? Regina seemed to believe that to be true… at least for now…