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Despite the fact that she had just been reunited with her parents, Emma wanted to do nothing else but hide. She busied herself firstly with Henry, making sure that he was alright before making him go to bed to rest.

"Henry, you need to rest." Emma said, pulling the covers around her son as she sat on the bed.

"But I'm fine." Henry argued, he had so many questions that he felt like he was going to burst.

"Henry. Go to sleep, it's been a long day. When you wake up you can ask all the questions you want. Love you Kid." Emma replied, she leaned forward and kissed Henry's forehead before turning off the light and walking towards the door.

"Love you too Mom." Emma smiled as she left the room, pausing as she shut the door, Henry had just called her "mom". That would take some getting used to but she was more than willing to try. Emma walked down the stairs to where Snow and James were sat at the kitchen table hand in hand, amerced in conversation, that was until they saw Emma coming down the stairs.

"Is Henry alright?" Snow asked.

"Yeah, erm, I have to go down to the station, can you keep an eye on Henry please?" Emma asked. She needed time to regroup and to collect herself. She'd been putting on a front for Henry's sake but she needed to figure out how she was going to face this.

"Of course." Snow replied. Seeming to understand her daughter's need for her own space right now.

"Emma don't you think it's too dangerous." James asked.

"I'll be fine." She reassured, sitting on the arm of the sofa and lacing her boots. Emma was already in work mode even though she had no intention of actually doing any work. She fixed her sheriff badge to her jacket and then walked to the kitchen to retrieve her service weapon which was stored safely in a safe under the sink.

As soon as Emma was gone Snow and James resumed their conversation, it was as difficult for them as it was for Emma, they too had been robbed of twenty-eight years.

"Do you think she'll ever forgive us?" Snow asked.

"I think that she understands why we sent her to this world. We have to remember that until very recently you were best friends and Emma's going to feel robbed of that." James replied.

"The fact that she thought that we didn't love her breaks my heart." Snow admitted. Henry had waited until he heard Emma's car pull away before he climbed out of bed and ventured into the kitchen to ask his questions of his grandparents.

"You're supposed to be resting." James said as Henry took a seat at the table.

"I am resting. Sat down and everything." Henry replied with a cheeky smile.

"Looks like we have another rebel in the family." Snow said with a smile, referring to herself and Emma. James smiled at the thought, although both Snow and Emma played by the rules, occasionally they would be bent or loopholes would be found.

"What's it like in Fairy Tale Land?" Henry asked.

"You'll find out for yourself hopefully." Snow replied.

"Will you teach me how to use a sword?" Henry asked, excitement filling his voice.

"Every prince needs to know how to use a sword." James stated.

"I'm a prince?"

"Well we're the King and Queen and your mother's a princess so…" James said.

"That is so cool. Will you read me yours and Snow's story?" Henry asked.

"Go get the book." James replied, although he knew the story since he had lived it, he was still keen to see how it had been written down. James walked over to the sofa and got himself comfortable before Henry rushed back in with the brown leather volume and took a seat beside his grandfather. Snow watched proudly as James read Henry their story and it wasn't until then that it dawned on her that she was a grandmother.

Emma couldn't face going back to that cramped apartment tonight, she needed to speak to August, he had told her all along about the curse and he wasn't as excited as her hyper active son who was curled up in bed at home. Since she didn't have him anymore she went to the station to try and gather her thoughts and work on what she was going to do next. She assumed that she's left the lights on again when she'd locked up so didn't think anything of it, that was until she heard someone walking around in the office as she stood on the other side of the door. She quietly removed her gun from her belt and switched of the safety before silently padding into the room and expecting to come face to face with Regina.

"Oh my god."

"Emma."

"No, don't 'Emma' me, I can't deal with this right now!" Emma declared as she strode into her office and slammed the door behind her, sinking down behind it so that the door was blocked.

OOOO who is it in the station!?

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