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"In those days, I didn't understand anything. I should have judged her according to her actions, not her words. She perfumed my planet and lit up my life. I should never have run away! I ought to have realized the tenderness underlying her silly pretensions. Flowers are so contadictory! But I was too young to know how to love her."

- The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Three days have passed. Three days, and still, the weird man with the black leather coat, didn't seem to understand that there was no way she would follow him. After his sudden onslaught, the morning of that terrible day, she decided not to open the door again to anyone, unless she asked first of his/her identity. Unfortunately, the guy insisted. Initially, by slamming her door with so much force, as if he wanted to break it. Then , with slips of paper that he slipped under her door.
''Please, let me explain Emma..''

He was crazy, that was for sure. Luckily, he made his presence felt at times when Henry was at school. It was as if he knew the program of her little family. She was working in the afternoons, and sometimes till late in the evenings. So, Henry was staying for several hours alone and sometimes she would call a neighbor of them, to catch an eye on him. Well, that was the fact until some months ago, when the kid said to her :

''Mom, I'm almost 13, I'm no longer a baby. I think I can stay by myself for a while!''

''Well, we will have this conversation again when you turn 18, big man! '' she has answered him laughing.

''I'm serious Mom..''

'' And I'm Regulus!'' she has said to him teasingly but she stopped when she saw the expression on his face.

Τhey had a pretty strong argument that day,but eventually they both agreed for him to stay alone, as long as Emma was not out of the house for more than four hours. Her little boy was not so little anymore, she had to accept that. She smiled wistfully thinking that soon enough he will be a teenager. The days when she kissed him goodnight and read with him,his favorite fairytales, have passed long ago. She was lauging so much with his love for the evil queen from ''Snow White and the seven dwarves''! Will they ever have again this bonding, like these cold winter nights when all they did was teasing each other and sleeping together, holding each other so tight? Like they were afraid of something. Like they knew something was missing from their lives..

Emma could feel that something has changed between them, and she was not sure if she liked it. She knew that this was part of life, though, and that her little prince will find his way back ''home'' whenever he decide to. She would be here, waiting. Forever.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell.

''Not him again!'' Emma sighed.

Getting a last mouthfull from the omelete she had made for breakfast, she got up carefully to look up from the peephole of the door. There, standing, was not the weird man with the black leather coat. It was someone she hasn't seen for years. Someone, she thought she would never see again.

A FEW MONTHS AGO

Three days have passed. Three days that Regina was hiding from the most evil witch she had ever witnessed. She was rivaling even the evil queen that Regina was once. Once upon a time…She tries really hard not to remember these times. Because when she does, she remembers where all this anger has lead her. To the course. And therefore, in Storybrooke. To Henry. She is not supposed to be thinking of Henry, it hurts too much. The price she had to pay in order to destroy the previous curse, was just that. She was cursed to remember what she has lost. Forever. She might not have been enough for her happy ending, but at least, she gave it to Emma. She didn't know how to feel about this, but she was determined that she did the right thing. Emma deserved that, after all, she was the savior. Regina is just a villain, and as Rumple proved, villains don't get happy endings.

Lost in her thoughts, she continued wandering through the enchanted forest. She had let Snow and Charming in charge of protecting the inhabitants and she had made a temporary protection spell so that the wicked witch will not be able to find them. Regina didn't know her exact intentions yet, but the witch made it clear from the start, that if they didn't do what she said, there would be consequences. And there were. Even deaths of innocent people. The former queen was feeling as she was watching her old self from a distance. That made it even harder. No, she hadn't regret what she has done, as the curse allowed her to have – well, for a small time period – Henry, but sometimes she was feeling remorse for the pain she has caused. She was the only one who could stop the wicked witch and that was what she was willing to do. She couldn't let anyone to be in danger anymore, even if that meant she would be destroyed herself. There wasn't much for her to lose now, anyway. Her life was meaningless without her family. Images of Henry and Emma started flying through her mind. She haven't had the time to collaborate why she thought about both Emma and Henry as her family, as a thin voice of a child, sounded near the cliff beside her.

''Please help me! Is anyone here? HELP!''

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Emma opened the door and fell into the arms of the man in front of her.

''Eugene! It's been so many years! I thought I've lost you forever!'' she said while crying to the tall man in front of her. He was thin, with his brown hair mixed by the autumnal air and a twinkle in his brown eyes don't leaving, despite that he was apparently tired. He hugged her tightly.

''Emma, I'm fine,..Don't cry please, let's go inside..'' he said gently, stroking her hair.

Holding him by the hand, she led him to the living room.

''Do you want something to eat? To drink? Oh my God, you are actually here!'' she said squeezing his hand.

''Emma, sit down. I need to talk to you'' he whispered calmly but with a decisive tone.

She looked puzzled but sat on the couch next to him and smiled.

''So, where have you been my little brother? We've been looking for you everywhere. I know you were travelling the world, but you could have contacted with me'' she said to him teasingly.

''I'm not your brother Emma. You've never had a brother. All of these memories are fake. You knew me once, though. Your memories are just moments of a life that someone else gave to you. And now, it's finally time to meet again the woman who gave you her happy ending.''