Logically, the first place to start on her search to find Regina's True Love would be Henry, since she'd seen Regina bring back Henry's memories with True Love's kiss, so she exited the cellar and went up to find the kid. He was in the living room with his grandparents, because Regina had just been frozen solid for about six hours and everyone was still trying to figure out a way to cope.

"How you doin', Henry?" Emma asked him once she got close enough for him to hear her.

In response, Henry glared at her, which was not exactly what Emma had been expecting but no less than she deserved. "This is all your fault."

Snow and Charming both tried to assure Henry that it wasn't, but Emma quickly put a stop to that because it was all her fault and the kid wasn't a moron.

"You're right," she nodded as she crouched down to his eye level, "it is my fault. And I'm sorry."

"Sorry's not going to unfreeze my mom!" Henry shouted, but it was more of a sob. "I hate you! I wish I'd never found you. You just wrecked everything!"

That hurt and Emma could feel the emotions she'd tamped down start to come to the surface. Did she ruin everything? Maybe. But the feeling of being unwanted, as she watched her mom cradle her new little brother, the kid who'd get all the love she never had, wasn't a feeling that sat well with Emma.

With the beginnings of tears that she wouldn't let fall in her eyes, Emma tried again, "Henry, I'm really sorry that all this happened. Really."

Henry looked Emma straight in the eyes and she was sure that through his tears he could make out her own, which was why she was shocked when he said, "No you aren't."

At her perplexed expression, he continued, "You might be sorry Mom is frozen now," and it really was funny how happy it made her to hear Henry call Regina "Mom" even though the circumstances royally sucked, "but you aren't sorry that all of this happened, that you brought Marian back and ruined Mom's chance to have True Love again, even though you get to be happy with Hook!"

The amount of disgust Henry put into Hook's name was something Emma was sure Regina would have been proud of, if she'd been here and not frozen in her cellar, of course. Which, "Speaking of Regina's True Love, Henry, I want to try something."

And she knew it was hard and Henry was just a kid and he shouldn't have to deal with all the pressure of bringing Regina back, but there was nothing Emma could do about that. She explained, as best she could, about how only an act of True Love could possibly thaw Regina's now frozen heart, and presumably the rest of her, and that as far as she knew, Henry was it. She'd seen her herself, as had her parents, which they confirmed once again for Henry, even though the twelve year old had been there.

"So I need you to go downstairs and kiss Regi - your mom, okay?" Emma asked, breathless from her explanation.

Emma didn't really know what she had expected to happen. She supposed she had thought Henry, with his utter belief in good overpowering evil and True Love conquers all, would have hopped up straight away and ran down to Regina to revive her or whatever as fast as he could, but instead he looked at her like she was a moron, which, again, she thought Regina would have been proud of.

"It doesn't work that way," he said, as if talking to a particularly slow baby who couldn't understand where its feet came from and disappeared to so suddenly.

"Yeah it does, kid," Emma replied, "I saw it. Hell, I lived it, when I kissed you after that apple turnover thing."

She didn't really like bringing up one of Regina's ill-conceived and ill-carried out misdeeds, but it was true. She'd seen and acted out the whole True Love thing with Henry so it was gonna work. It had to work.

Henry shook his head. "It worked for me, with you guys, because I'm just a kid."

"He's right," Snow decided to give her helpful input. "True Love's Kiss works differently the other way around. You and Regina could break curses on Henry because he's just a kid and for a kid there's no stronger love that that of a mother. Or in his case, mothers. But Regina won't wake up or thaw if Henry kisses her, no matter how much he loves her."

"That's fucking bullshit!" Emma cursed as she stood up, not caring that Henry was in the room. "Who the fuck made up that retarded ass rule? Was it Gold? I bet it was Gold. Fucking great. Damn it all to hell. Shit. What am I going to do now? I promised Regin - I have to wake her up."

Charming laid a comforting hand on his distraught daughter's shoulder, "We're sorry, honey, but that's how it's always been, even before Gold. But you'll find a way to bring Regina back; we believe in you."

And Emma took a moment to look at her family, sitting there together on Regina's couch, and she saw it. They really did believe she could bring Regina back. Even Baby Neal looked like he believed. Everyone believed, except Henry, who had a shadow of doubt on his face, but an encouraging smile nonetheless, and Emma herself.

"Please save Mom, Emma," Henry begged. And that was that.

Emma had to save Regina.

"I fucking hate being the Savior," she announced as she made for the front door.

You wouldn't have to save me if you didn't mess up in the first place, an imaginary Regina chided.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Emma muttered to herself as she left the mayoral mansion and went to her yellow Bug that was parked out front. "Let's just hope that there's someone out there that loves you, who isn't our kid."