Emma stood at Graham's grave. The curse had been broken, and she had left Henry in the care of her parents, Snow and Charming. She was starting to realize that everything was true, and it was hard to swallow. She did though, but the one thing she wanted most she couldn't have. She squatted and laid a hand down on his grave and whispered, "I will always love you, Graham." Since she was alone, she did something she never did in front of others; she cried.

Her tears seeped into the ground and behind her, a figure started to form slowly into a man.

When he formed, he looked down at himself and was a little confused as to why he was in the graveyard. He remembered being in his office with Emma. Without turning, he knew instinctively the woman weeping behind him was Emma. His Emma. But he did turn, he was confused as to why she was crying until he looked down and saw the name on the tombstone. It was a shock to see his own name, and he needed the details as to what happened. He wanted to console Emma, but he needed those answers. "Emma," he said.

Emma froze when she recognized the voice. She always loved the way the music of his voice when he said her name.

"Turn around," he said and to help make her realize he was real, he put a hand on her shoulder.

Emma knew then he couldn't possibly a figment of her imagination. She got up and turned to the man behind her. "Graham," she gasped. "But how?"

Graham noticed her tears. "Your tears," he said as he slowly smiled. "They had brought me back." He didn't understand how he knew that, but he knew it was true. "How long have I been-"

Emma smirked knowing what his question was. "Six months," she answered. "David... God... Dad told me that you helped him escape from Regina, but couldn't go with him because Regina had your heart. That's how you died, isn't it?" She looked up at him as he gathered her into his arms.

"Yes," Graham answered. "She must have squeezed it until it evaporated. How did I remember before anyone else?"

"Mom said it was true love's kiss," Emma said. Calling David Dad and Mary Margaret Mom was still very new and felt weird to her. Henry, on the other hand, took it strand, and instantly started calling them Grandpa and Grandma. "Dad had a few choice of words about that." Graham's words when died six months ago made sense to her and she knew he knew why her father was a few choice of words.

"And am I, Emma?" Graham asked. "Am I your true love?"

Instead of answering, Emma leaned up to kiss him. "I love you, Graham, with my whole heart," she said against his lips.

Graham kissed her back. "And I love you, Emma," he said. "So everyone remembers..."