The purple smoke cleared, and Emma and Henry looked at each other. "You alright kid?" she asked him.
"I'm fine," Henry told her.
"Magic," the Blue Fairy uttered.
Both Emma and Henry looked over at her as she uttered the single word. "Excuse me," Emma replied.
"Emma, I have my magic back," she told her. "Before the purple cloud, I knew I didn't have any magic, but now after it disappeared, I know I do. I don't know how else to explain it."
"Rumpelstiltskin," Emma muttered sourly thinking about how he left her and Regina.
The Blue Fairy sighed. "He always does seem to have his own agenda," she replied.
"Who's that?" Henry asked knowing Emma must have figured out who he was.
Emma turned to Henry. "Mr. Gold," she answered. "He knew the whole time that everyone in town was from a fairy tale."
"But he's not the one who we should be worrying about," the Blue Fairy replied.
"Regina," Emma said. She took her father's sword, but before she could leave, the Blue Fairy stopped her.
"Emma," the Blue Fairy said.
Emma stopped, but she didn't turn to face her. She also didn't say a word.
"Everyone wants their revenge against Regina," the Blue Fairy said.
Emma turned to look at her. "You want me to wait for back-up?" she asked.
"Yes," the Blue Fairy said.
That's when they saw James and Snow, and Emma tensed thinking about Henry's claim.
The Blue Fairy watched her. "Emma, take a day with them," the Blue Fairy replied. "They gave you up to give you your best shot."
"I was their best shot," Emma replied with her heart in her throat.
"That may be," she said, "but like you and your decision with Henry when he was born, it wasn't an easy decision for them. Take a day. They need you just as much as you need them."
When James and Snow entered, the Blue Fairy bowed. "Take your day, your majesties," she replied. "I'll gather allies, so we can decide to do about your step-mother." She looked at Snow. "Rumpelstiltskin and Sidney Glass."
James nodded when he looked at his wife. "Fine," he said knowing she was best left to her own devices.
"Thank you, your majesties," the Blue Fairy said and left.
Snow gave James a look just before she walked to their daughter. "Emma," she said. She watched their daughter stand there without a word. She could already see so much of herself and her husband in the woman who stood before her. "You're so beautiful." She laid her hand on Emma's cheek and brushed her hair with her other hand. "It feels like yesterday I gave birth to you and passed you over to your father to be put in the wardrobe."
Emma fought tears not spill over. "For you two, it was like yesterday," Emma told her. "For me and August, or I should say Pinocchio, it was twenty-eight years." She looked back to her own child. "For him, it was ten years."
"I know," Snow replied. "We know, Emma." She embraced her then. "We never meant anything except the fact the moment we knew I was pregnant with you that we loved you."
"And we still do," James replied. Then he looked over at Henry. "We love both of you."
Henry ran over to James to hug him.
James caught him and then walked over to his wife and daughter.