Disclaimer: I do not nor will ever own anything from Disney, Once, Wicked, etc. All rights to their respectable sources. Song used, 'For Good' from Wicked, slightly tweaked.

Emma was leaving today. Not for good, which she had had to promise Snow hundreds of times over the past month, but for a while. Killian wanted to get out and explore, he had been a pirate for over a hundred years after all. Apparently due to the budding relationship between him and the saviour, it would only stand to reason that she would be his guide. Thankfully she had talked him out of taking a boat, as the last sailing trip to save her son still gave her nightmares. Her son. He was her reason to not stay away for too long, to come home and that's exactly what Storybrooke had become. Home.

Everything had quietened down after the Elsa debacle, though Emma had had enough cold and ice to last her a lifetime. Snow, Charming and baby Neal were a happy family. Regina and Robin had found their way back into each other's arms. Something about he had moved on from Marian and glittery dust of destiny, an amateur tattoo and blah, blah, blah. Emma had tuned out every time the story had been told.

The Sheriff only cared about the fact that she and the Mayor were finally back on a stable footing. Fire balls and sass weren't the only replies Emma received from Regina anymore. Henry was our son again. Life was good. Unfortunately, she was about to drive away from all of that.

Most of the town had gathered at the town line (quite reminiscent of another time) to farewell their Sheriff, their beloved Saviour. Killian had, at last, been talked into wearing something other than leather and looked surprisingly normal. He was currently in an animated discussion with Tink and Leroy.

Snow was holding a now one year old Neal whilst sobbing openly and mumbling something about "leaving us … our daughter."

Her father had just released her from his arms. Over the last two weeks Charming had developed a habit of pulling his daughter into a fatherly embrace anytime she was close. An embrace she'd never admit to melting into and wishing he'd never let go. He now stood by Snow with a comforting hold around her shoulders and a look in his eyes that seemed to say everything.

Emma left her parents and made her way over to where Robin and Regina were standing watching Henry spin Roland around. She thanked whatever forces above that Robin said a simple farewell accompanied by a handshake, before scooping Roland up, to go chat with Little John.

The blonde looked at her almost teenager son with a sad but proud smile. 'When did you get so big?' she wondered.

She pulled him into a tight embrace, one he didn't even try to squirm away from.

Regina and Emma had discussed Henry to great lengths over the last year. Somehow after a few arguments, of course, they'd established a well oiled routine. As much as Emma loathed leaving Henry, she knew she couldn't and didn't want to take him from Regina. It was best for Henry to stay with his mother, stay in school and be a regular kid for change. Surprisingly there hadn't been an argument or any snarky remarks. Regina simply called her an idiot for wanting to leave Storybrooke, every chance she could. Emma wondered if that was her way of letting her know she'd be missed.

Green eyes locked onto brown, "Madam Mayor".

With an arched eyebrow, Regina smirked, "Miss Swan."

The heavy atmosphere was broken. Emma transferred Henry to her side, an arm slung over his shoulders.

"You know kid, you kinda need a haircut," Emma said as she ruffled his hair.

"It's a shame I won't be around to get that taken care of. You'll probably end up looking like a wild man, what with that forest scented, scruffy merry man your mother's involved with. Can't imagine the state of disarray the mansion will fall into with all that dirt."

Henry's eyes widened before looking over to his adoptive mother.

"Excuse me?" Regina almost snarled as she pushed her way into Emma's personal space.

"Hey, does the Queen want a hug too?" the Sheriff grinned whilst holding out her free arm.

Regina's eyes widened comically before she hastily stepped back. "I know the unwashed company you've been keeping, so I think not," disgust dripped from her words.

Placing her hand to her chest, Emma gasped, "You wound me, your majesty."

"Aren't you leaving, princess?" the brunette attempted to sound uncaring.

Emma's grin morphed into a big, genuine smile. "Yes but before I do, I'm calling in our deal."

With a scowl firmly in place, Regina questioned, "What deal?"

"You agreed to sing for me. I'm scarred for life after pretending to work for an adult hotline, as I called Snow. You owe me."

"Sing for … I did no …"

Emma cut Regina off before the vein in her forehead burst. "Actually, you did. There may have been…OK there was cider, a lot of cider, involved but you said you would. I did my part, now it's your turn. Call it a … going away present."

"Right now?" Regina looked around at the townspeople, "In front of everyone?"

"Yep!" the blonde had to nudge her son to keep his laughter to a dull roar.

"I'm not asking for a dance crew or for you sit on a chair and be dowsed with water. Just a little song of my choice," Emma said encouragingly.

The Mayor hadn't forgotten that night but she had truly hoped Emma had. It was one thing to agree to singing for her but to actually sing in front of the town was completely degrading. However, true to her stubborn nature, Regina would not back down from the challenge.

"Alright. What Disney number will it be, hmm? Someday my prince will come?"

"What? No!" Emma visibly shuddered. "They're my parents. No, just no."

A dark grin spread across Emma's face. "Though if you were in Killian's place, I'd show you a whole new world," the blonde winked.

Regina stepped forward slightly, "I don't think you could go the distance, princess."

Easily continuing the slight flirting, the blonde spoke smugly, "Oh I could go further. You're a girl worth fighting for."

"You'd have to prove that there was something there first," Regina pointed to Emma's head.

Within each other's breathing space, Emma could only whisper, "Of course, as long as I get to kiss the gi…"

Regina cleared her throat, cutting Emma off. A pink tinge coloured her cheeks which seemed to match Emma's.

"I don't have all day, Miss Swan. The song?"

"For Good. Wicked and don't act like you don't know the words. I've seen the soundtrack in your collection."

"Right," the brunette rolled her eyes before giving a derisive sniff.

With no enthusiasm whatsoever, Regina began speaking the lyrics, "I'm limited. I'm limited. And just …" before she was rudely cut off.

"OK, wow. You'd definitely suck at Singstar or even karaoke for that matter. Rules…"

Regina look thoroughly unimpressed and that damn eyebrow was up in her hairline again.

Emma continued anyway, "One, you have to sing, emphasis on the sing. Two, all of the words, because I know you know them. Three, I'm Elphaba because green matches my complexion better and our names start with 'E'. Four, you are Glinda because your names kinda rhyme and you've been embracing your white magic so we better stick with that. Oh, and five, please?" She pulled out the puppy eyes and pout.

"Miss Swan, that hardly works on me coming from our son, let alone you. Just get on with it so that eye sore can get out of my town."

"Hey, you secretly love my bug," Emma whined as she looked over to her beloved car, which was currently sporting a pirate on its hood.

"I didn't mean the car."

Henry, who had slightly been forgotten, bumped his adoptive mother's shoulder as they wore matching smirks. Emma could only smile at the pair. Cracking her knuckles and rolling her shoulders, the blonde started out softly, for only the Mills family to hear.

"I'm leaving…"

"Wait I thought rule two was stick to the words?" Regina interrupted.

"Shhh…you're ruining the moment. Just go with it…"

"Did you just…"

Emma cut Regina off again as she began singing once more.

(Emma)

I'm leaving *just look at me*

I'm leaving

And just look at you

Henry will be staying with you

'Gina. (Emma ruffled Henry's hair again) *keep him safe*

Because now it's up to you *for both of us*

Now it's up to you.

Emma nodded encouragingly for Regina to start her part, to which she was surprised the brunette's eyes didn't roll out of her skull.

(Regina)

I've heard it said

That people come into our lives

For a reason

Bringing something we must learn *how to stuff my mouth with lucky charms?* (Emma smiled at the Mayor's addition.)

And we are led, to those

Who help us most to grow

If we let them

And we help them in return

Well I don't know if I believe that's true

But I know I'm who I am today

Because I knew you *yes I'm much more tolerable of idiots* (She smirked before continuing.)

Like pulling the moon from orbit

As we rescued our son (both mothers smiled at their growing boy)

Following our destiny (the words stuck slightly in her throat)

To a Pirate and Robin Hood

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?

But

Because I knew you

I have been changed for good

As they were the only ones close by, Charming and Snow looked over at the trio when they heard their daughter talking, no, singing a little louder.

(Emma)

It well may be

That we may never meet again (Emma's breath hitched)

In this lifetime *or realm*

So let me say before we part

Beware of wraiths (Regina looked unimpressed as Henry chuckled)

And big dragons with golden eggs

I'll keep you with me

Like a handprint on my heart

And now whatever way our stories end

I know you have rewritten mine

By being my . . . (Regina moved closer to hold her hand creating a deje vu moment. The familiar tingle of magic igniting)

Friend

Like stopping an unstoppable

Diamond beneath Storybrooke

Sawing a branch from your apple tree

Like only I could (all three smiled)

Who can say if I've changed you for the better? (Regina rolled her eyes)

But because I knew you

(Regina)

Because I knew you

(Both)

I have been changed for good

Emma and Regina seemed to sing with more sincerity within the next words.

(Emma)

And just to clear the air

I ask forgiveness *I mean it*

For the things I've done you've blamed me for

(Regina)

But then, I guess

We know there's blame to share

(Both)

And none of it seems to matter anymore

(Regina) / (Emma)

Like destroying the town sign / Like absorbing a death curse

After returning my son / *hey* For your supposed enemy

Rescuing me from a fire / Giving memories of Henry

After I doubted you would / Doubting you ever would

(Both)

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?

I do believe I have been changed for the better

Emotions were running high as their voices cracked before finishing softly.

(Regina)

And

Because I know you

(Emma)

Because I . . . (Regina squeezed her hand in silent understanding)

Know you

(Both)

Because I know you

I have been changed

For good

Regina attempted to step away but Emma's hand only held tighter. Watery brown orbs locked onto a sea of green. Both women were stubbornly holding in their tears and their smiles looked more like grimaces.

"You look after your Mom, OK kid? Listen to her. I'll hear about it if you don't." Emma's words were thick with emotion as Henry moved closer, placing a hand on Regina's shoulder.

"I will, Ma."

Before the Sheriff knew what was happening, the Mayor's arms were around her waist. A rebellious tear leaked onto the red leather jacket Regina pretended to hate. Emma's arms wrapped easily around her neck and pulled the shorter woman closer.

If Regina hadn't been trying to commit Emma to memory she would have missed the slightly tighter squeeze and the quiet plea of, "Please don't forget me."

However, she'd never forget the cool lips that lingered on her neck before the woman, that she had never truly hated, tore herself away without another word.

The departure was swift. A quick touch and nod was given to her parents and then the blonde was in the driver's seat, putting the bug into gear. Killian looked a bit stunned by Emma's abrupt behaviour but put on his suave smile, said farewell to the town's residents and slipped into the car as well.

Regina stood behind Henry, wrapping her arms securely around his waist which he quickly covered with his own. Her chin rested on his shoulder. They had both heard Emma's words and could only think of one thing to say as they watched their family member wave out the window as the bug began to disappear down the road.

"Never."