Author's note : Hi! This is my first fanfic.

This first chapter is mainly my take on the last part of the Season 3 finale. Upcoming chapters will go on from then. So, Season 3 Finale SPOILERS.

Disclaimer : I do not own any of these characters.

Chapter 1

Emma arrived at Granny's completely exhausted. She was on such a high that, in a desperate need to see her parents coupled with the return of her magic, she ran all the way from where the portal was to the dinner, without a single look back or a pause. She took a minute to calm her breath before entering her brother's coronation, where most of her family's friends were gathered. She jumped right into her parents arms, not giving the people watching her any attention.

″Why weren't you answering your cell? We were worried,″ David said, while stroking his daughter's back of the head.

″I'm fine.″ She saw a little bit of confusion in their eyes, because they weren't familiar with any affection from her, but they totally gave into the hug within a few seconds. She was just starting to be able to relax, her eyes closed and her head resting against her father's shoulder. She looked at them and it suddenly became very clear. ″I'm home,″ she breathed.

She saw Henry and gave him the same hugging treatment. She looked around her, unable to stop smiling. She had decided to stop running from everything. This complicated, absolutely uncommon, partly disturbing family was hers. Storybrooke was where her heart was and would always be, and leaving it would only result in more pain for everyone.

When she saw Henry's reaction to the announcement, it only confirmed it furthermore. The kid belonged here, not in New York where they had more fabricated memories than real ones. No matter how beautiful they were, they would never beat the ones she knew they could have here.

Overwhelmed, her head pounding like never, she couldn't keep her tears from falling down her cheeks.

″I missed you,″ she said while diving back into the family hug. Emma rarely cried of joy in her life. It was a weird feeling for her, but she was convinced it wasn't the last time it would happen.

Emma started explaining what happened during her journey in the past Enchanted Forest, and her parents remembered their encounter with 'Princess Leia'. She was relieved that nothing had changed because of her actions. Well, she was now a fairy tale character, but besides that, nothing much. She and Hook could have very well returned to a cursed Storybrooke, because no Savior being able to break it would have been born out of True Love, or, most likely, she could have just completely disappeared, as well as Henry. That very thought was awfully painful, so she chased it away.

When her parents announced that her brother was called Neal, in honor of Rumple's son, Emma was flooded with a whole bunch of emotions. She was equally touched by the idea as she was repelled by it, given that she would be reminded of the man she loved for the rest of her life. It was both a blessing and a curse, mostly because it was still so fresh and that she and Henry hadn't had a lot of time with him just before he passed. Though, it was a very beautiful tribute to him.

Thinking about her lost love suddenly made her train of thoughts derail to a completely different person. She looked around the dinner and couldn't see the one who was, mostly, a pain in the ass, but who was also very important to her.

Emma went outside Granny's and saw Hook sitting alone. He must have been there for a while. She wondered why he hadn't entered the dinner. She sat with him and they talked about how everything must have gone back to normal, now. He called her a hero, which she didn't think she deserved. She almost screwed everything up, like always. Emma would clearly be scarred until she died from the consequences that could have had her trip to the past.

She thanked him though, and it was meant for a lot of things, but mainly for when he came to New York to get her back to Storybrooke. He tried to stay modest about it, which was weird because he never missed a chance to praise himself in front of her, or anyone, for what it was worth.

When he admitted that in order to travel between the realms he had to trade the Jolly Roger for a magical bean, Emma couldn't help but find the gesture completely romantic. Hook had proven many times that he cared about her and her family. He had saved them more than once. He was obviously attracted to her but, even if he was always hitting on her in the most obnoxious ways, was too much of a gentleman to make an unwanted move towards her.

Without furthermore thinking, Emma leaned forward until he met her for a kiss. It started slow but he deepened it shortly after. In some ways, she was indeed attracted to him. He proved to be a good man for more than his fair share. He was undeniably handsome and Henry liked him a lot.

Yet, she was waiting for the fireworks, or the butterflies, or at least some kind of sparks to happen. It wasn't her first time kissing him, and she tried to recall how she felt when their lips touched in Neverland. The situation back then was so tensed, with Henry being in danger and her parents kind of getting on her nerves, and Regina–.

Regina. Where was she? Emma hadn't seen her in Granny's but she was pretty sure she would never miss an opportunity to poke fun at Mary Margaret, and this whole coronation thing was one good opportunity.

When Hook tried to slip his tongue into her mouth, she broke the kiss. She had lost her breath with all the thinking she was doing and was gasping for air. Hook took it as a sign that she liked it and made a move for the part two.

″I'm sorry,″ she said softly, in one breath, after she slightly turned her face so their lips wouldn't collide. ″I am so sorry.″

She stood up but didn't move. She looked at him with soft eyes that were starting to fill with tears, but even if hurt was clearly showing in his face, he didn't say a word.

″The woman! Hook, where is she?″ she said while coming back to reality. The tone in her voice was alarming. She suddenly remembered that they brought back someone who was still thinking of Regina as the Evil Queen. Someone who was supposed to be dead but wasn't anymore. Someone who had never stepped foot in Storybrooke before and probably knew nobody.

″She's inside, don't worry, love. I guess she is yours now.″

Emma wasn't sure if he was talking about the mysterious woman or… Regina? Perhaps it was both. Even if she had never told anyone about the warm fire that was burning her insides every time she was in the same room as the former Queen, or how she was getting aroused every time they were fighting, or how she often woke up in sweats because of one Regina Mills invading her dreams, she was pretty much sure that Hook had picked on the fact that she was at least a little bit attracted to her.

Once she went back inside, directly to the woman, Regina entered the dinner with Robin and Rolland. The woman, as expected, started to panic, but Emma reassured her. She asked Regina to talk to the woman so that she could understand how much she had changed and wasn't a threat anymore.

Before anyone could say another word, Robin recognised the woman as his wife, Marian. His dead wife. Who wasn't dead anymore. They reunited with joy and tears and incomprehension and shock.

Regina clenched her jaw and slowly turned towards Emma, who saw a glimpse of the Evil Queen, as she had encountered briefly just a few hours ago, in her eyes.

″You really are just like your mother,″ Regina said to Emma between her teeth. ″Never thinking of the consequences.″

She stormed out of Granny's, leaving behind a beaming reunited Hood family and a helpless Emma. Emma knew Regina and Robin were dating, but she never thought Regina would be devastated like that if things didn't work out between them. And now, not only would they not work out, it was entirely Emma's fault they wouldn't.

Say your goodbyes Emma Swan, Emma thought, because you are one dead woman.