Hi everyone! This is a SwanQueen fic. Thank you very much for reading this, I really hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it! Also, as English is not my first language I would apreciate it if you let me know of any mistakes I make. Thank you again! (sorry if I don't update it very often, I'll try my best. )

From the depths of her sleep, she could hear Henry's voice calling for her while knocking on the door.

- Mom! Mom! I know you are both still asleep, but you promised me today was gonna be the day! And the sun is starting to rise already!"The day of what?" thought Emma, slowly trying to remember what could have promised Henry. -If you don't get out I'm coming in. - Only a few seconds after that, she could hear the door opening. Good, maybe she could convince her son to get in bed and sleep for a few more minutes.-Make room for me in there! - Emma realized she was almost at the edge of the bed, "How much room does this kid need?" She felt him climbing up the bed from the bottom, and managed to open her eyes and turn to him to kiss him good morning, but she felt something was wrong. The sheets. Those weren't her sheets. And there was more. There was someone in bed with her, still completely sleep. What the hell was going on there? They just escaped from Pan, for god's sake. What now? She sat on the bed, and took Henry between her arms. She looked at him in the dark. He was... perfect. A smile crossed his face, and he looked truly happy, as if the past few days hadn't existed. As if he hadn't suffered all he had. That couldn't be bad, right? But they needed to get out of there and whoever was in that bed right away. Quietly, she made a sign for him to stay silent, and follow her out through the open door. She closed it at her back. She took a look around and noticed that there was something familiar

-Honey, what's this?

-What's what, mom? It's Saturday today, and you are going to teach me magic, don't you remember? I've been expecting this all week!

-Teach you magic? You know I can't do magic, at least I can't control it.

-Of course you can, mom has been teaching you for years, you're almost as good as her!

-No, no, Henry, that's not true, Regina just started teaching me a few days ago! What's happening here? Where are we, Henry? Who was in there with me?

-You are acting weird, did you had a bad dream or something? We're at home, mom. Everything is alright, like always. And in there it was just you and mom. Come to have breakf... What? Why that scared face?

-Your mom? As in your other mom? The non-biological one? Regina?

-Yes, of course it's Regina. But you both are my moms, I really don't care who... -But before he could finish his sentence, Emma had opened the door and pulled the sheets off the bed, revealing that Henry was right. Sleeping in her silk blue pijamas was Regina. Emma noticed that the house felt familiar because she had been there before. It was Regina's house in Storybrooke.

-WAKE UP RIGHT NOW! WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE? -Regina woke up inmediatly, with a ball of fire prepared in her hands.

-WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?

-WHAT I AM DOING? I JUST WOKE UP! HERE! AND YOU DID THIS!

-I'M SORRY, I DID WHAT NOW?

-Henry, Henry come here and tell her what you just told me. -Henry was looking at them with a scared look on his face. That was enough to calm them both a bit, and Regina got rid of the fireball, but still looked as confused as Emma.

-Why are you two doing this now? Is it because the magic thing again? I told you I know all the price thing now. I'm old enough already!

-Henry, sweetheart, this has nothing to do with you learning magic, believe me, just tell Regina where we are and whose room this is. -Emma tried to talk calmly, but it wasn't working very well.

-I don't understand. We are at home, where we live. This is your room, where you both sleep. What's there that you don't know? -Regina opened and closed her mouth a few times, slowly processing the information Henry just gave her. She looked at Emma, whose face was between angry and furious, expecting an explanation that Regina didn't have.

-I really don't know anything more than you here. Last thing I remember is us casting that spell together and your crazy way of waking me up. -She managed to put her "villain" voice as she spoke, to let her know that she had no right to be mad at her.

-Well, I don't care what you know, but you fix this. I'm taking my son. Let's go, Henry. -She took Henry's hand and went outside the house with him. She only realized they were both still in their pijamas when they were getting into the car. She could feel Henry's confusion, but he didn't say a word as he got in the vehicle.

-He is my son too, you know? -Regina's voice yelled from inside the house, but Emma turned on the car anyway. There was only one place to go that she could think of.

Driving her old yellow bug instantly calmed Emma. She tried to think about what just happened and how on Earth she got herself in that situation. It was the stupid spell, Regina must have done something wrong, that was the only explanation. She tried to look more confident than she felt, because she could sense Henry was a bit scared at that point, and hadn't stopped looking at her since they got in the car. Aparently, he wasn't as aware as her of the strange situation that was going on there. He might as well be a good source of information to start of.

-So, kid, what is this all about? Why are you not freaking out with this?

-The only thing that is making me freak out is the way you and mom just woke up, screaming at each other and creating fire balls.

-Well, kid, you know Regina, she was kind of the villain, there's a reason why.

-That was ages ago! I cannot believe you are bringing this up know! Was it something I did that got you into this fight? Tell me! Is this my fault?

-No, no, this is not your fault at all. This has just something to do with the spell we casted to escape Pan's curse, that obviously went wrong.

-Wait. Pan? As in the story of Peter Pan? What has he to do with any of this? Is his story real too? – Emma pulled the breaks and looked at him surprised. Did he not remember anything at all? Was that the reason why he looked so unharmed?

-Well, yes, kind of, except for the part in which he was an evil bastard who kidnapped, almost killed you and then possessed you to steal and cast Regina's curse. You don't remember any of that? –She put her hand in Henry's forehead, then looked into his eyes to see if something was wrong with him. She could tell he wasn't' lying, but what happened to his memories?

-Nothing of that happened, mom, we are here, in Storybrooke, as always. Maybe you had a very realistic bad dream? –Henry was giving her a very worried look. Like she was the one talking nonsense. But she was the one who got it real. Wasn't she? Could he be right? None of this made any sense. She definitely needed to go to the people she now trusted the most besides Henry and herself: her parents.

-Ok, maybe you are right, maybe I am. Either way, I'd like to speak with your gran, ok?

-Ok. But since it's obvious that you are not teaching me magic today, I'm going with dad, he wanted to spend the day with me anyway, we are probably going fishing. –He opened the car door and started to get out, but Emma stopped him.

-No, Henry, you could be in danger, you are staying with me until I sort this out. –Henry smiled condescendingly and looked around him.

-Have you seeing this town, mom? Nothing ever happens here. This is the land of 'Happy Endings', you and mom are always saying that. –Emma almost laughed with that. Happy endings? In Storybrooke? What the hell was going on? But on the other hand, the blue sky, and the quiet, sunny street didn't look dangerous at all. And maybe it was for the best that Henry wasn't there when she talked with Snow.

-Alright, kid, but I'll drop you off at Neal's. Where does he live now? –She could see Henry was going to say something, but instead started giving her the directions to his dad's house in this reality.