SUMMARY: "Any curse can be broken with a true love's kiss…" AU Graham & Emma
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Wow! Updating twice in one month? That's quite an accomplishment for me when the entire fic hadn't been written at the time when the first chapter was published. But that's how it goes when you go to the Land of the Light (aka Skagen) where I find my inspiration. I go camping there every Summer and this year I was only supposed to be there for like 10 days, but then my father extended the trip so that I got TWO WHOLE WEEKS up there! Lucky me! That hasn't happened in YEARS! Haha, sorry for rambling. I'm just still really excited about having been there for so long. I should do that more often :P
It's a bit short, but it's short AND sweet! Short, sweet and simple, I guess? At least that's what I think of it :)
I dedicate this chapter to one of my two best friends, Mélissa Estephan, because her heart aches for Gremma as much as mine does. I love you, my Ginny 3
DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately I don't own anything. If I did, Graham would still be alive.

Heart Beats Fast

"So, I'm really the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming?" Emma asked Graham while Henry was getting dressed in the other room. Her arms were crossed, her back turned to him as she looked out the window, watching the purple smoke, cloud, whatever evaporate.

"You are," he said with wonder. "You look so much like your mother." Graham put a supporting hand on her back. He knew this was hard for her. He knew how much anger she'd felt towards her parents for so many years and now she was faced with reuniting with them. Snow wasn't just her mother; Mary Margaret had been Emma's best friend since she came here. Would that friendship be lost now that they were mother and daughter?

Emma sighed and closed her eyes. The chin thing, she thought to herself. She didn't know how she felt about Mary Margaret being her mother. She loved her as a friend, but as her mother? Who was Snow White? Was she at all like her alter ego? And then there was David… He'd hurt her best friend and now this guy she'd hated for the past couple weeks was her father? She felt like running away; running from her problems, but she wouldn't leave Henry or Graham.

"I don't think I can face them."

"Emma…" He moved his hand from her back and instead wrapped his arms around her front, pulling her back against his chest. She didn't melt into it though; she still stood with her arms crossed, trying to keep her emotions in check. She shook her head, closing her eyes.

"It's too much," she whispered.

He kissed her neck, leaning his chin on her shoulder, and it was all it took for Emma to melt into him. She uncrossed her arms and placed her hands on his. What was he doing to her? She had never been so affectionate, so intimate. His nature was contagious.

"It's going to be okay," he told her. "We're going to be okay."

A solemn tear ran down her cheek and she turned her head so that her ear was pressed against his chest, right above his heart. "You promise?" She whispered.

"I do."

As he said this she felt a jolt of electricity go through her entire body. Emma swiftly stepped out of his embrace as it dawned on her that they weren't what she thought they were; that there was something more to them. She turned and looked at Graham with wide eyes.

"If what happened in there," she thumbed over her shoulder towards Henry's hospital room, "My kissing Henry on the forehead and breaking the curse with a true love's kiss…" Graham knew where this was going, but he let her continue anyway. "You remembered weeks ago! How the hell did your curse break before everyone else's?"

"I think you already know the answer to that," he said slowly. He was terrified of what she would think of it. He knew that he loved it. When she'd kissed him almost eight weeks ago and brought back his memories, he knew that she was it. There had been no doubt in his mind. He just hoped that she was okay with it, that she wouldn't feel too much pressure.

Oh, she sure knew the answer! And she was certainly surprised when she felt a tingle inside her chest, as if her heart soared. "So, what does this mean?" She asked in a low voice.

He took a step closer to her. "It means that this," he gestured between himself and Emma with his hand, "is stronger than we thought."

"Mom," Henry stopped Emma before she could say anything. Her eyes averted to her son instead of Graham. Her heart melted when she heard him call her 'Mom'. It was the first time he had, and she wasn't sure she would ever get used to it. "It's not a bad thing." He waited until she seemed to be out of her reverie before he continued. "You wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for him, and neither would he. You love each other. You're connected." Henry hoped with everything inside him that his mother would let Graham in.

"It doesn't change anything," Graham was quick to add.

Emma looked at Graham. Her face had softened and her eyes let him know that she did love him. He stepped over to her and threaded his fingers through her disheveled hair, bringing her lips to meet his for a soft, lingering kiss. Henry turned because, well first off, he didn't want to invade on their privacy, and second, in his innocent mind seeing his mother kiss someone was gross.

"Oh, Emma!" Someone then gasped behind them interrupting the intimate moment and they all immediately recognized the voice as the one of Mary Margaret; Snow, Emma's mother…

Emma tensed and pulled out of Graham's embrace, away from his lips. She felt anger again and was more than ready to completely ignore them, grab ahold of the two men in her life and run out of the hospital, away from them. But when she opened her eyes she felt Graham's looking at her and she looked into his. With his reassurance and hand in hers she turned. And the minute she laid eyes on her parents for the first time she softened when she saw their infinite love for her shining from their eyes.

She was overwhelmed by the feeling of her heart soaring. It was amazing how fast unconditional love worked. It'd happened the second she found out she was pregnant with Henry and it happened just now. There was no doubt in her mind that she loved her parents unconditionally. All wasn't good though. It would take time, but at least she now knew that they did love her; that they'd done what they'd thought was best for her, for them. If they hadn't sent her through the wardrobe they would've all been separated forever, and that was a thought that broke her heart. Not only that, but Henry wouldn't be here. Graham wouldn't be in her life the way he was now, and she never would've known Mary Margaret as a friend. That friendship truly meant a lot to her and proved to be very valuable.

In this moment Emma couldn't be more grateful for the close relationship she'd established with Mary Margaret. Thanks to that, Snow knew her enough to know not to push her too hard, and she could see it in both her parents' eyes that they were waiting for her to reach out. It was obvious that Snow had let David in on that little information, so as to not scare her off.

She smiled softly and slowly started walking towards them, reaching out, and it was all it took to make a tear fall from Snow and David's eyes. They closed the distance in one long stride and enveloped her in a tight hug.

Graham stood back, keeping his distance, proudly watching his love with a smile on his face. He put an arm around Henry's shoulders, pulling him to him, feeling proud of him, too. He didn't think he could get any happier.

As Snow pulled away from the hug, she looked at Graham, a wide smile spreading on her face. It made Graham look toward the ground, blushing for some reason. She looked back at Emma, reaching up to cradle her face in her hands.

"Let's go home," she said and glanced at Graham for a few seconds, letting him know that that included him as well. His entire being burst with silent joy and he fought to keep tears at bay.

Emma turned around to look at him, not at all missing the not-so-subtle glance her mother had shot at her boyfriend. She smiled at him and reached out for his hand as they all left the hospital.

Henry got his mother. Snow and David got their daughter. Graham and Emma got each other, a son and a family neither one of them thought they would ever have.

The end

Well, guys, this is the end. But don't despair! If you like my writing - and Gremma, which you obviously do, duuuh haha - keep an eye out, cause I am working on several other fics as well. However, almost all of them are just brainstorms so far, but they will hopefully become more soon! :)

I would like to thank you all for reading this and sticking with it, even though it's taken me so long to update. I really hope you liked this last chapter.

And to all of you who review as well, THANK YOU! It really means a lot to "hear" that I've been doing a good job with this :)