A/N: Chapter three has arrived. I hope you like it. As always Gamilton did her best to catch my mistakes.

"It. It." Slowly Henry looked up from the letter. His face pale. "It was you" He finally murmured, the letter gripped firmly in his hands. His mother had carelessly dropped it to the floor. "You, you never loved her. You. Ruby. It's. It's all of your fault. She's going to die because of what you both have done." He stared deep into Regina's eyes.

All she could see in her son, the boy she had raised alone for ten years. The man he had become. Only one emotion rang from him. Hatred. Pure hatred. It sliced into Regina like a katana, quick and without warning. She had taken too many emotional blows today. And she feared there would be many more to come.

Worse was, she knew, deep within her soul, that everything that was happening was her own fault. She had been weak, afraid, and she had done what all others had done to Emma. Made her invisible, not seen the truth. Not seen her pain, a pain that had led them to this very day.

"What?" Demanded a very annoyed, and irate Granny. "What on earth are you talking about?" She swiftly stole the letter that Henry shoved in her direction. The room was silent as the old woman read the letter. "I have never been so disappointed in my own kin before today"

Ruby turned to face her sharply, disbelief on her face. She didn't know what exactly was in the letter, but she was sure that it had something to do with that fact that she had been fucking Regina behind her best friends back. She opened her mouth to speak but Granny raised a finger and pointed it at her.

"Both women I raised turned out to be despicable beasts" The younger Lucas opened her mouth to defend herself but was cut off. "For neither you or Anita have any claim on the title of human, neither of you should have ever had the honor of being born wolves!" Ruby flinched. She didn't feel bad, she felt that Regina was rightfully hers. That they were meant to be. That Regina belonged to her.

Without warning the five foot four inch twenty-two year old stormed away. His feet slamming into the ground, his steps echoing throughout the house. Everyone was thankful that the children were upstairs, and this time Regina had made it so no one could wander anywhere but the playroom. He passed down the line of adults, and then ventured down the stairs.

Everyone glanced at each other, no one really understanding what was going on. Slowly the letter was passed down. Adult. To Adult. The final one to read it was Ruby. As she finished Henry came back. He slammed a beat up, patched up, old messenger bag onto the table. Using his free arm to slide plates and food out of his way.

"Henry, she, Emma. She didn't want anyone to open that, we already invaded her privacy enough. We, I, owe her that much at the very least. Let me respect at least one of her wishes" Protested Regina, her voice wavering as she spoke. "Please, please, don't aid in taking anymore from her" her voice was that of a truly broken woman.

"NO!" He slammed his hand into the table. Turning a glare towards his mother. "You owe her your fucking life, she saved you. Over and over again. Emma loved you with everything she had, always had. She wasn't even going to stay in town. Not until she saw how I hurt you. Do you know the true reason she stayed in this god awful town?" Regina shook her head no.

"I thought. We all thought. She stayed for you. For her parents. It makes sense" Regina trailed off. Her son glared at her, breathing deeply. He was still so short, his face still soft. His glasses perched on his nose. He looked like an angry twelve year old, and it made her heart clench.

"No. She didn't stay for me, and certainly not them. She told me, that first day at the castle. She told me, and I quote, 'I can not bare to see you hurt a woman as caring, as loving, as your mother' Emma stayed because she didn't want me to hurt you anymore" Spat the boy. His mother wasn't sure how much more breaking her heart could withstand at this point.

Silently Henry and Regina stared at each other. One in pain, the other anger. Mills versus Swan. Regina had taken Emma's name, while Henry had decided to keep his. Said it was his job to carry on his Grandfather's name. That his parents would just have to have another kid if they wanted the Swan name to carry on, and both women had respected his decision.

"Henry" Belle said gently. "As much, as I truly am unhappy with your mother right now, Emma has expressed that she didn't want this bag to ever be opened. So why now, of all times, would you go against such strong wishes?"

"Simple. I don't know how, I don't even know why, but I truly believe that the answer to saving the only mother I have is in this bag" Was spat accusingly at Regina. Who inhaled sharply in pain. He didn't even notice how his words cut deeply into her already fragile heart. Honestly, even if he did, he wouldn't have cared.

The young, short man flung open the flap and began to yank out all of it's contents haphazardly. Not caring if he damaged them in any way, much like a child he didn't respect other people's property or stop to think that he could be careful in any form. He was a selfish beast who was far too much like his grandparents.

Soon enough the bag was empty, having only contained five objects. Inside had been Emma's prized red leather jacket. A single photograph of a much younger Emma smiling brightly with a boy on her shoulders. Both were wearing jeans, rainbow suspenders, and bowties. Two legal documents; a birth certificate, as well as a death certificate. The last object was a flash drive shaped like a skateboard.

"Rhydian Jacob Swan" Read Regina slowly, fingers tracing the name on the certificate of live birth. "Seven pounds three ounces. Twenty-three inches long. Born on the fourteenth of August. Emma had been only twenty-one"

Everyone was silent. Trying to figure out how it was possible that, in all of these years, they had never learned that their savior, their friend, mother, wife, daughter had a second child. Ruby went to rub Regina's shoulders but the woman jerked away, and Granny grabbed Ruby and pushed her back. Giving her a warning glare. Tink squeezed Regina's shoulders, trying to soothe her friend in even a small way.

"This is awful" Murmured Belle. "He died a week before his fifth birthday" She placed the second document down. Not daring to look at it anymore. "This explains her fear of small children, explains why she would never have children with Regina. It's all because she lost her own."

With shaking fingers and draining strength the mayor picked up the single photograph. She fell into a chair, barely able to keep her tears in the corner of her eyes. One hand over her mouth as her eyes probed the picture. Noticing the seemingly infinite amount of love Emma had as she looked up at her laughing son.

"She had another kid?" Was spoken in disbelief. He didn't want to believe it, didn't want to believe that she'd kept a child that was not him. But he quickly stored those thoughts for later, right now he had bigger things to deal with. "He was only four? I always woke up my mo- Regina when I was about that age."

"Even though she had another child doesn't mean she would love you any less" Assured Granny. "And everyone here knows how desperately you had been begging for a little brother or sister since the day your parents got out of the cabin they were shacked up in"

Under any other circumstances Regina would have blushed. The thought of Granny, or anyone else, knowing what Emma and she had done in the cabin she owned in the woods was mortifying. Anyone knowing about her sex life period was mortifying, but Granny? No that would have given the mayor a heart attack on any other day.

"At that age I woke her up in a special, unique, way. So if we can give Emma the sleeping curse, if that could keep her alive until True Love's kiss woke her up? We could bring him back. That kiss, his kiss, could it cure her?" He asked in Tink and Rumple's direction, a hopeful look on his face.

"I honestly do not know, however, if we were to do this we would need to infect her before her heart fully gives out. And. Henry. Her son. He's not" The man sighed. "Bringing one back from the dead, I am simply not sure it can be done" He spoke softly, guiltily.

"What other choice do we have?" Henry said after several seconds of tense silence. "We simply have no choice, I am open to other suggestions, but do any of you even have any? Any other ideas? Because if not then we need to act now. We have to save her" So they set about doing just that.

They found that the key to saving her would have to be the sleeping curse. She wouldn't wake from her coma, but her body was still failing thanks to the effects of what Emma had willingly taken. The sleeping curse would freeze her body, and they had to hope that when true love rang out it would cure the first poison, or by then they had a cure to tack on with true love's kiss. So, they had dumped the curse down her throat. Trapping her in the netherworld.

"Why don't we just use fairy dust?" Snow asked fearfully. She squeezed her daughter's hand, someone had been with the blonde at all times for the past week. The past week where she had been trapped in another dimension thanks to the sleeping curse.

"Well, the problem with that, is that if your true love has yet to be born, or in most cases simply doesn't exist, it will just pick a person at random. As it did with Robin for Regina" Tink looked down guiltily. "This brew used some dust, but it is one hundred percent accurate."

"That's not what Blue always said" Protested Snow weakly. She still wanted to believe in Blue, but as the years went by it became clearer and clearer that the woman played God. Choosing who to help, who to leave behind. Choosing what truths to tell and what lies to spin.

Sighing the new head fairy and the dark one shared a look of annoyance. Neither wanting to deal with explaining the whole Blue bullshit once again, it was a dead and over subject and only a few select people, like Snow, still wanted to believe in the long dead woman. Belle placed a calming hand on both magic user's arms.

"This elixir is difficult to make, one of the many reasons it has only been brewed in the past thousand years. Many who try have failed, and some have even lost their lives doing so. However, this is the second batch I have made alongside a fairy, which is why we know that it will work without side effects" Rumple stated calmly.

"If the person who drinks the elixir has no true love then a black marking will appear on their hand. If their true love has yet to be born then black dust will circle the person. However, a red dust trail will lead to the love should they exist"

Everyone took in this information once more. Letting it soak in. There was no guarantee she had a true love, no guarantee they had been born yet. Although, the most saddening was that even if her true love existed that even their kiss could not awaken Emma. She needed more, a deeper bond, between the two curses that had been placed on her they needed Rhydian to be reborn.

"Without a potion of true love, made from Emma's own magic, which means her own true love. There is simply no hope we will ever resurrect her child, which means we will never be able to cure her. She will be lost to the netherworld soon, so be prepared" With that the man eased the concoction down the saviors throat.

At first nothing happened, but then Emma's mouth opened and she exhaled loudly. Red whooshing from her mouth. It was a smokey, swirling dust. The color of blood. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as the dust began to rise. Multiplying across the air. Emma's true love already have been born meant there was a chance of saving her.

Suddenly instead of floating on the air, moving slowly, it rushed forward propelled by it's own magic. It headed straight towards the group of people, circling around twice before circling Regina out. Then before anyone could say a single world the red dust crashed into Regina's heart like an arrow.

"If I were the man that I once was, or even half of him, I would have several bone-chilling choice comments to make to you" There was a bit of hatred in Rumple's tone. He came to stand before the shocked, and devastated, woman. He jabbed a needle into her skin without warning and pulled two vials of blood, as well as plucked a few hairs from her scalp.

"All this time. True love" Murmured Snow in complete shock. "Then. Why. With. Ruby. But" Taking a deep breath Snow shook her head. Before staring straight into Regina's eyes. She truly believed true love to be like the law of the land. "True love, it can make it through anything. Even this" She assured her daughter-in-law.

"Hell no!" Swore Henry. "Once she's awake if you come anywhere near me, her, or, or that kid" Despite trying to resurrect the boy he still couldn't acknowledge Rhydian as his brother, or so much as say his name. "If you try I won't hesitate to hurt you" Was finished angrily.

Even at twenty-two years old he was shorter than both of his mothers, even his grandparents all across the board. He was just under five four, almost two inches shorter than Regina. While his birth mother was six foot, but right now, despite being a shrimp, he looked much bigger to his adoptive parent.

A/N: Please let me know your thoughts