It happened at the most inopportune time. Recollection. Emma had been racking her brain for weeks trying to figure out how she knew their newest foe; The Snow Queen. Ever since their confrontation in the Forest it had been rattling around in the back of her mind. And now, that they had finally caught up with her, she could take a moment to really stare at the strange woman. If she didn't know better, that her parents were sitting across the room with little Neal nestled between them, she'd swear that the woman was..."Mama." The word slipped out before she could stop it and the silence that followed was deafening. With wide eyes she took a step back from the suddenly crowded room. Everyone was looking at her and her parents twin looks of confusion and hurt caused her heart to clench. "I'm right, aren't I?" This was the woman that adopted her, raised her until she was three, then gave her back.
The woman dressed in all white sighed and shifted as much as her magical bonds allowed. "You are." She wanted to explain. Needed to explain. But now wasn't the time nor the place.