Hi! Thank you for all the reviews of the last chapter. Talking about last chapters, here it is the one of this story. Part fourth, and the last part. So I'm very excited to know what you all think about this - long - chapter. I had this last idea along of all the story, it's been always planned this way and I hope you like the story! :)

The song of this part is 'The Call - Regina Spektor'.

Now I'll leave. Thank you for who reviewed, read, favorited or followed this story!


I'll come back,

when you call me,

no need to say goodbye.

Snow smiled watching her grandson and husband playing in front of her. It was Henry's birthday; he finally had become twelve. Almost all the guests were gone, except for Regina and Neal. They were talking away from her, clearly because Neal – as everyone – knew she didn't want to be any near of Regina. Much less her son. She was sitting on a bench, her two months old son in her arms. Luckily for her, Noah had been quiet all the day.

It was strange because her son was always restless. She could remember the first week they took him home; almost none of them could sleep in those days. There were many nights when she had gone into panic because she could not calm Noah's tears, as there were many times when she cried with him because she just couldn't stand not being able to stop his suffering, or whatever he had, because she couldn't even find out. But as the days passed, and weeks, she learned how to calm him, as Charming, and even Henry did.

"Mom, look what I can do!" Snow looked up to see Regina smiling at him, as Henry did a little trick with his sword to David's sword. She smiled as her eyes went down to feel her baby boy moving in her arms.

Noah loved to hear their voices; Henry's, David's and hers. He would always smile to hear them, especially Henry's voice. It was amazing how much they had become close. Henry was as much as he could with him; telling him things that happened in the day, or stories he knew. And Noah was always attentive at his words. And not to mention when David came home, and then both he and Henry told stories to him, making even the scenes. She had laughed at it many times, as even her son did.

She couldn't believe that at some point she thought that this would be awful to go through. Her son had come to give more light to her life, although her thoughts about Emma didn't leave. She still blamed herself for everything that Emma suffered in her life; because she was not with them now. She cried herself to sleep because her daughter wasn't there to see her little brother grow day by day, to see the moments that he and Henry shared. There was one day, not an hour, that she didn't think in Emma. She knew that she was going to see her again one day. She needed to get back to her.

"Hey Grams..." Henry ran to her and stood before her, his mouth moving nervously. Snow knew he was going to ask her something weird. "Uhm, can I ask you something?"

But she smiled anyway; she couldn't deny him anything in his day. "Yeah?"

"Uhm... my dad's going to stay for dinner. I was thinking if… my mom could stay too?"

Snow couldn't help changing her face. She didn't want to, but it was automatic. This was Henry's birthday; his second birthday with them. She wanted to give him everything he wanted on this day, because besides being his birthday, this was a birthday without his mother. Henry had awakened very sad, and as the day went on, his mood improved, but the pain was still in his eyes. When he finished blowing out the candles, she went to hug him, and as she had him in her arms, her heart broke at his words.

"I wish my mom could be here."

She had allowed Regina to come to his party. She was his mother, too. But she stayed away from her all the time, not just because she was still totally mad with her, but also because she didn't want her son to be near her. She knew that Regina wasn't going to get her baby, but yet she couldn't forget that she was the cause for her daughter to grow up away from her, and that she had to leave her behind in Neverland. Snow was not going to take any chance of Regina getting near her son.

But as her gaze returned to Henry, she could see his eyes full of hope. He wanted them to sort out their problems, but Snow didn't want to have any contact with her other than through David, and of course, because of Henry. Yet, she had to accept that Henry loved her, and on this day he wasn't having his mother, Emma, with him. He deserved to have Regina as much as he wanted.

Snow smiled and nodded slightly. "She can stay for dinner."

Henry grinned widely; the first real smile she saw in his face on this day. "Thank you, Grandma!"

He hugged her carefully because of the baby in the middle of them, but Snow got to wrap him with one arm. She kissed his cheek as he walked away from her, running with joy to her parents. And her eyes immediately filled with tears, as often happened when she saw Henry with both Regina and Neal. Because Emma had to be there with them, too.

"Hey..." David sat at her side, his gaze dropping to their son. "You've been a good boy today." He came to his face and kissed his little nose. "Did you see when..." But when he looked up, he noticed Snow's eye still on Henry and his parents. He knew what was on her mind right now. "Snow..."

"I know." She said, never taking her eyes from them. "I just... can't help it. Even when I'm alone with him..." She looked down; her son was moving his hands up, a small smile on his lips and his eyes shining. "I just wish she could be here, then we would be a perfect family."

David sighed and nodded slightly, wrapping an arm around her hip. "I know. I wish the same thing, every day. But we have to concentrate on what we have now, two beautiful boys to raise..."

A tear escaped from Snow's eye. "While our girl is still alone in Neverland..."

"We're going to go for her. The fairies are doing everything they can to help us." He smiled slightly and placed his other hand on his son's head. "We're going to bring her to her home, and so he will meet his sister."

Little Noah made a small noise to the last word. It was as if he knew that his sister was someone special for everyone, because he was always attentive to that word, or to Emma. Snow could tell he enjoyed most of all stories about Emma, Henry kept telling about her. He knew she was his sister, now he had to meet her. Someway.


A month later, Snow suddenly awoke to feel something strange. She frowned and looked at the window, noting that it was already morning. She slowly sat up in bed; David soundly sleeping at her side, and she narrowed her eyes, trying to hear any sound from any room, maybe Noah's crying or Henry's screams... but nothing was heard. But Snow was sure she had woken up because of something.

But she sighed and figured she already knew the answer. Today was a year since they left Neverland; the first anniversary of Emma's death. Maybe she just felt that the day had come, and that had awakened her. Strangely, she hadn't had any nightmares about Emma that night. In fact, she didn't remember what she had dreamed.

Suddenly, Snow felt the ground shake, as her hands gripped the sheets that were on her. She frowned; there were no earthquakes in Maine. Less in Storybrooke.

"David?" She murmured, slowly stretching a hand to her husband's shoulder. But as soon as she touched his shoulder, the ground began to tremble sharply, as the entire house.

David suddenly woke before Snow could scream for him. "What..." He quickly sat up and watched as the roof, walls and floor were shaking. It was their son's crying that made them react. "Go get Noah!" He jumped out of bed as Snow did, both of them running out of the room; she to Noah's nursery and David to Henry's room.

Snow came quickly to her son's nursery. Noah was crying in his crib; stretching his arms up, his face becoming red because of much effort he was making. Snow quickly took his baby blanket and wrapped him in it, lifting him up. She cradled him in her arms and then approached him at her chest, hugging him against her as much as she could. She turned and hurried to get to the door, but her eyes fell on another baby blanket hung on the rocking chair in the corner. Snow ran to the chair, trying to maintain balance as the house was shaking, and took Emma's baby blanket.

Snow came to the hall where Henry was clinging to David, already with his backpack on his back and his face totally asleep, but scared as well. "Let's go." David said quickly, pointing in the direction of the stairs.

Henry and Snow clung to the railing of the stairs and began walking down step by step, carefully but as quickly as they could, and with David behind them in case any of them might slip. As soon as Henry reached the bottom step, he jumped to the ground but lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

"Henry!" Snow cried, but David quickly lifted him, almost running towards the door.

The three of them left the house, but even the porch was still shivering, so they didn't take any chance that the small roof may cover them. Snow clutched her three-months-old son to her chest, and David took Henry's hand to walk away from their home. But as soon as they got away from the porch and touched the cool grass, the shaking stopped. All of them stared at their house; which they could see that it was still shaking, but it wasn't where they were. Just their home was shaking, not the town.

Henry looked up to his grandparents, and saw the confusion in them as well. "What – what's happening?"

"It's time."

Snow frowned to hear Regina's voice behind them. They turned around, watching Regina standing just a few feet from them. Noah's crying stopped as Snow gently cradled him in her arms as she watched Regina walking to them.

"What's going on, Mom?"

Regina stopped in front of them. "I woke up because my house was shaking as well. And I think that Gold should be going through the same situation, and also Hook wherever he is."

"Wherever he is? I'm a little offended, my Queen."

Regina, as the others, moved their heads to see Hook walking to them, closer to Regina. "It was time." She said, shrugging.

Snow was startled to see a purple smoke appear near her; Gold appearing in the smoke. He frowned and looked at each of them before nodding slightly. "Now let's finish this."

Before she could speak, David did. "What the hell is happening here?"

"Well, your day came, dearie." But when Snow looked at him, she realized he was talking to her. "The day you were waiting. Time to go back."

"Back?" Snow said in a small voice. "To where?"

"Neverland." Regina said, and as Snow looked at her, she could see a small smile on her lips. "Time for you to come for Emma, Snow."

"What?" David spoke, his gaze shifting from Regina to Gold, and then Hook. "All of you said... she couldn't leave Neverland."

Hook took a step toward them. "A year has passed, mate. Now is different."

Regina sighed and crossed her arms. "Every month I've been… gone, it was because I was preparing a powerful… potion." She put her hand into a pocket of her jacket and pulled out a small bottle with bright blue liquid in it. "With this one of you will be able to return to Neverland and bring Emma to here."

Snow felt the hope to get to her, but the feeling went away quickly. "Why should I believe you? How do we know that that's not going to lead us anywhere and so then you're going to stay with Henry?"

"It's the truth." Regina said with sad eyes, her eyes looking down to Henry. "All I want is that Henry can be happy again."

Snow felt that her words were true, but still, she didn't trust in Regina anymore. "If we are going to bring Emma back here, that doesn't change the fact that..."

Regina sighed and opened her mouth again. "She may be alive."

If her son had not been in her arms, Snow could have fallen right there. Her breathing started getting faster, as her eyes were soon filled with water. She approached Noah to her body, trying to hold back tears. Her mouth opened but no words came out; a huge lump was in her throat.

Emma alive? That couldn't be true. She saw her dying in front of her eyes. She would know if her daughter was alive, and all this time, all those months, she knew that Emma wasn't alive. She had accepted it the first few months, she had been depressed, she didn't want to know anything about her pregnancy because she knew that Emma was not going to come back.

"What –" Snow moved her gaze to David; tears in his eyes as well. "What are you saying?"

"How is that even possible?" Henry questioned. Snow saw his lower lip trembling and his hand clung to David's.

"Emma sacrificed for you, Henry." Gold said. "Tinkerbell forced us to go from Neverland for this to happen. Fairies would bring her back in a year, but just if she was the only adult on the island... because she sacrificed herself for her son; a child."

"The earthquake that all of us felt it was because we went to Neverland, and a year has passed since we left." Hook said, standing next to Regina. "This never happened to me after I leave Neverland, so we assume that the earthquake is that Emma woke up."

"You - you knew..." Snow stammered, her eyes fixed on Regina. "You knew it all along?"

"You would have gone for her." Regina said knowing what was on her mind, taking a step to them. "I never would have forced you to leave Neverland if I didn't know that that would mean that she could wake up. But I didn't tell you before because a year had to pass."

"You're telling the truth?" Henry said, taking a step to his mother. "My mom can actually be alive?"

Regina dropped her gaze to him and smiled slightly, nodding. "Most likely."

David came to Snow and wrapped one of his arms around her back, bringing her to him. Both of them closed their eyes and let the tears fall down. Snow opened her eyes as David kissed her temple, trying to verify that it wasn't a dream. She had dreamed many times with someone telling her that her daughter was alive. But this was not a dream. She had her baby boy in her arms, her husband at her side and her grandson in front of her. Regina, Gold and Hook were staring at them, waiting for an answer.

Snow cleared her throat. "What should we do?"

Regina looked at Henry, and then looked at her again. "Go to the docks."


Henry, Snow and David got dressed as fast as they could and they all headed for the docks. On the way, all that Snow could think about was Emma. She had Noah in her arms, and every time she looked at him, tears came out with more speed from her eyes. Her son was going to meet his sister somehow. If Emma really was alive, he was going to meet her, but if she wasn't, he was going to do it anyway. She herself was going to introduce her daughter to her son. All she wanted was Emma with them. But Emma, alive, with them? That was more than she could dream of. She didn't want to delude because Regina, Hook and Gold had explained that it was a possibility that Emma was alive; they didn't find another explanation to why Tinkerbell forced them to leave Neverland.

Fairies – good fairies – had a rule in Neverland. If someone sacrificed itself for a child, they would bring it back. As long as no adult was on the island. And Snow wanted to believe more than ever in the fairies' rules.

David stopped his truck and she went out quickly from it with her son in her arms. Henry got out behind her, and both of them with David, walked to the docks where Regina, Hook and Gold were already waiting for them. She clutched her baby to her body and stopped in front of them.

"What has to happen now?" David asked, wrapping an arm around Snow's shoulders and placing a hand on Henry's shoulder.

Regina walked near the ocean and pulled out the small bottle from her coat. "I'm going to throw this liquid to the water, and then one of you will have to jump on it. Then you will appear in Neverland. Once you get Emma, Tinkerbell will guide you to escape."

"Alright..." David said with a nod, letting out a long sigh. "Let's do this." He took a step to them, but Snow quickly took her arm.

"I will go."

David and Henry looked at her with wide eyes. "What?" David said, shaking his head. "No way, Snow. I'm going. You have to stay here with the boys."

"No, David. I'm going. It has to be me."

"Snow..." David said, she walked to him, extending her arms for him to take their son. "It has to be me..."

"Why? Because you think if it's a trap then I have to stay with our son and grandson? No. I'm going." A new lump formed in her throat as her eyes filled with tears. "I couldn't save her. I let her die. I had to protect her and I couldn't do it, I had to bring her back to you and I didn't. Now I'm going to do it. I'm going to bring our daughter back."

David stared into her eyes for seconds, and she knew he understood her words. She had to do this. She had been the one who had left their daughter behind; all of them did it, but she would have never have let Emma touched the shadow's hand. That moment was never gone from her mind; Emma trembling, her eyes growing white. Her last words. Her last breath. Now she was going to bring her home, dead or alive. She just hoped it was the second option.

"Okay..." David whispered and Snow carefully placed their son in his arms. " You – just be careful."

Snow nodded. "Yes." She leaned to his face and kissed his lips tightly. When she walked away, her gaze dropped to the baby who was watching them with joy. "You're going to meet your sister, baby boy. Emma." As always he heard her name, he smiled and moved his hands up. "I love you." She gently kissed his forehead and closed her eyes, feeling her husband's hand in hers. Her other hand was covered by a small hand, and she knew that it was Henry. Snow looked down and quickly was met with her grandson's arms in her hip. She wrapped an arm around him and clung more to David, wrapping an arm around him. "I'll come back, I promise." She kissed Henry's head and moved him away from her, watching his eyes already filled with tears. "And I'll bring her with me."

She sighed and walked back, watching them for the last time. Her boys and her husband. Very soon, if she really believed in Regina's words, her girl was going to be with them. She smiled to them and turned around, walking to Regina. Once beside her, Snow sighed, staring to the water.

"You could have told me."

Regina chuckled and shook her head. "You would have waited a year to go for her?"

Snow said nothing about it, she didn't know if she could have waited to go for her daughter. Regina was right about that. "Thank you."

Regina looked at her, her brow furrowing slightly. "For what?"

"For creating this potion." After all those months of bitterness and hatred for this woman, Snow looked at her, but with eyes full of hope. "You saved my life once again."

She really didn't save her life, but in someway, she did. And Snow knew that Regina had understood the meaning of her words as she nodded slightly. "Now let's do this."

Regina took the small cork from the bottle and moved closer to the edge of the pier. She turned the bottle, the bright blue liquid slipped into clear water, and became more brilliant as the liquid was spreading. Snow took a deep breath and moved her arms, ready to jump into it.

"Good luck."

Snow nodded and wasting no time, she jumped into the water. She began swimming into the deep, as Regina had told her she had to do. She kept her eyes closed, knowing that she had to focus on thinking about Emma. She had to concentrate on thinking about Neverland, and in that way, she would appear there. She swam more and more, until her eyes opened, and she looked up.

The sky seemed to be different. Snow began to swim up as fast as she could, feeling the desperation get to her to feel no more air into her lungs. When she came to the surface, her mouth opened instinctively, letting the air get into her body. She opened her eyes, but the vision was cloudy, so she removed some hair from her eyes and wiped them, watching the sky above her.

She was back in Neverland.

Emma. She had to get to Emma.

She started swimming quickly towards the nearest land she saw. Surely, the mermaids already knew she was in the water, so she had to rush her step. Luckily for her, the land wasn't far away. She swam quickly to it and smiled slightly as she felt ground under her feet. Snow crawled toward the sand and fell to her knees in it, breathing hard and regaining some energy.

"Snow White!" Snow looked up in alarm, but she was relieved when she saw Tinkerbell flying around her. "You're back!"

Her tranquility disappeared as she jumped on her feet, remembering why she was there. "Where is my daughter?"

Tinkerbell smiled slightly and as she opened her mouth, Snow heard boys' screams. "Get her!"

Snow quickly ran to the jungle, Tinkerbell flying near her. She hid behind a tree and peeked her head, noting that no boy was in sight. She couldn't face them here; no weapons and no one to watch her back.

"Why are they still evil?" Snow asked Tinkerbell with her eyes on the beach, expecting to see a boy running. "I killed Peter Pan! I killed his shadow!"

"Yeah, and they want to make you suffer at all costs for killing their leader." Tinkerbell said softly, looking in all directions. "They want to kill her to get back at you."

Snow's eyes quickly fixed on the fairy, and stared at her, trying to process her words. She did not refer to herself. She had said 'her'. "Is it true?" Tears returned to her eyes as a small smile played on her lips. "Emma... is alive?"

Tinkerbell smiled and nodded. "Fairies and I kept her hidden in a cave, protected from the magic of the boys. And she sacrificed herself for a child; we had to bring her back. She's been asleep all this time... and we knew that when the year was completed, she would wake up."

Snow felt her heart beating fast. She tried to control the tears rolling down her cheeks, as another lump was forming in her throat, this time, of happiness. But she had heard the same from Regina, she had to see her herself. She had to get to her and so she would know it was true. That she was alive and she was not going to let her go again.

"Where is she?"

"She's escaped from the cave. I wasn't there when she woke up but there were some fairies. She didn't listen to them when they told her to say there, she said she had to get back to you. And she ran away. The boys are chasing her now."

"I need a weapon. Give me a weapon." Tinkerbell moved her wand and Snow quickly felt metal in her hands. She looked down and saw a sword in her right hand.

"I'm going to keep looking for Emma. If I find her before you do, I'll bring her to you."

Snow nodded and saw Tinkerbell flying away from her. She clutched her fingers to the handle of the sword and began walking quickly through the jungle to where she thought she heard the boys' screams. As she walked, she found a hood; clothing of the Lost Boys. She took the hood and put it on, knowing that if she was with one of them, she could distract them that way. Snow froze when she heard the boys' screams again.

"Over there!"

"Get her!"

"Run!"

Snow didn't have to think twice, she began to run through the jungle. They were after Emma, and if this time she had to kill a boy to get to her daughter, she would do it. She wouldn't let anything stand in her way. When she reached the end of the jungle, no one was there. So carefully, and as her fingers clutched to her sword, Snow walked slowly toward the beach.

"You!" Someone shouted behind her. Like she was thinking, she couldn't let anyone stand in her way. So her hand clutched to her sword and she lifted it, ready to turn around and attack whoever was behind her. "Stay still!" And an arrow flew by her arm. But Snow felt her heart stopped when she recognized that voice.

"Emma." She murmured.

When she wanted to turn around a lot of boys ran to her, but as she thought, they didn't recognize her, just ran by her side, and Snow knew that they were going to Emma. She closed her eyes for a few seconds and decided not to look to any boy's face. This time, she was going to protect her daughter.

Someone screamed in pain, and Snow could recognize it was Emma. But she didn't turn around, now she had to stop all the boys she could. She moved her sword to one boy who wanted to run by her, and drove her sword into his shoulder. The boy cried out in pain, taking attention from the others.

"Who's this?" One of them shouted behind her.

"It's an impostor! Get him!"

It didn't matter to her. Now she had their attention, though surely some of them would still be on Emma, but she would have less of them to fight. But still, she wouldn't be poor due and surrender herself to them. She had to fight and get away with Emma, she had two boys waiting for her, and one of them was her baby boy. She had to fight to get out of there with Emma and get to their family. And she was going to do it.

Snow already knew that one boy was going to jump on her back, so she ducked before he could do so, and as she thought the boy fell into the sand. She hit his head with the handle of her sword and quickly dodged another sword that was going straight to her head. With a flick of her wrist, the boy's sword flew away and so she plunged her sword into his leg, regardless of his scream.

"Watch out!"

Snow instinctively dropped to the ground, taking another sword in her left hand. An arrow flew above her, surely a poisoned arrow. Snow got up quickly and continued to fight with four other boys; they were very fast, and she was trying to do the best she could do with two swords. She thrust a sword into a boy's leg, and the other in another boy's arm. She threw herself to another boy and hit his head, knocking him out. The last boy ran to her, but before he could get to her, she kicked his face, knocking him out as well.

She turned around and saw blond hair, but before she could see her daughter's face, about five boys rushed over Emma, and so Snow lost sight of her. "Emma!" She cried out desperately, started running to them.

When Snow was about to get to them, a blinding white light came from the center of boys along with a strong wind that threw Snow down. She covered her eyes with her arm and remained lying on the sand a few minutes, feeling the wind leaving slowly. Snow moved her arm from her eyes and looked up; no blinding light. She got up and turned around quickly, watching her daughter, alone, lying on the sand. Her eyes closed. Her chest wasn't going up nor down.

"Emma?" A whisper came from her mouth. She ran to her and knelt at her side, holding her body between her arms. It was as if she was in one of her nightmares; remembering when Emma was the same way, lying on the sand, her eyes closed, and a face full of peace. "Please, please, no, no." Tears started rolling down her cheeks, and a heart-rending sob escaped from her mouth. "I came back – for you. Please, don't do this to me, not again…"

Emma didn't move; didn't breathe either. Snow closed her eyes and clung to her, hugging her tightly. She just found her, she was alive, and once again she hadn't been able to protect her? This was her second chance, how many opportunities she would have with her daughter? And how many times she was going to miss them? Now no one would be able to bring her back. She couldn't even see her beautiful eyes again. How she was going to tell Henry and David that she let her die, again?

"You –" Snow opened her eyes, startled. She quickly moved away from Emma and saw her eyes open. She was looking at her. Emma was alive. "You came back for me."

Snow looked shocked to her face. She looked down to her chest; she was breathing. This was not a dream. She looked up again; there was a small smile on her daughter's face. She was seeing Emma's eyes and smile again. She had her baby girl in her arms, and she was alive. She was smiling.

She had her back.

"Emma..." Snow said, letting out another sob, this time with a smile on her lips. She clung to her, hugging her as much as she could. Soon she felt Emma's arms around her, and tears in her chest. She was crying as well. "I will always come back for you."

"I know." Emma whispered, her arms clinging to her. "I love you, Mama."

Snow grinned, lowering her head a little bit to kiss her forehead hard and grasping her arms around her. "I love you so much, Emma. You have no idea how much I – love you."

Snow kept her daughter clinging to her for a few minutes before she moved away from her to look at her face. It was full of tears, but she was smiling, her blue-green eyes shining. She never believed that she could return to see that beautiful face again.

"You don't know how much I've missed you."

Emma smiled a little more. "I've heard something." Snow frowned a little bit to that, curious. "A couple of fairies told me I had to stay in the cave and wait for someone from my family to come for me. But –"

"You didn't believe them." Snow ended, knowing full well that surely had happened. Her poor little girl didn't believe that her parents could come for her. Why would they do it if they hadn't done it before? "Emma," She said firmly. "I would go for you to the hell itself if I'd have to."

Suddenly, both of them started to hear things flying over them. Snow looked up, her arms instinctively clinging to Emma; she remembered when the fairies had come to them and then she had to leave Neverland without her daughter. And that wasn't happening again.

Tinkerbell flew around them. "It's time. Both of you have to go before the boys come back."

"What about you?" Emma said, sitting straight in the sand, forcing Snow to move a little bit from her, though her hands remained in Emma's hand.

"I'm fine here. I got friends." Tinkerbell said, looking back, to the other fairies flying behind her. "It's okay." She looked back at Emma and Snow. "But you have to get out of here."

Snow got up, helping Emma as well. Luckily for her, Emma did not seemed to bother that she was still taking her hand. "How?"

"There." Tinkerbell pointed behind them with her wand.

Snow and Emma turned around, and Snow chuckled to see the Jolly Roger again. "I think Hook will be happy."

"We don't have a magic bean or a way to open a portal..." Emma said, her gaze returning to Tinkerbell.

Tinkerbell smiled. "That leave it to us."

Tinkerbell moved her wand on them and suddenly Snow was found in the Jolly Roger, she quickly looked to her side; Emma was there, and their hands were still intertwined. Both of them walked to the edge of the ship and saw as all fairies were flying around them, and the Jolly Roger was being raised in the air. Snow looked with a smile to Emma, and saw her having the purest smile she had ever seen on her face. She was watching fascinated as fairies cast their fairy dust on them.

Tinkerbell flew near them. "Now you can go. This will get you to your home without problems."

Snow squeezed Emma's hand as she moved her gaze to her. "Home. We're going home, Emma."


Snow did not have time to tell her about Noah. The Jolly Roger was raised to the sky, to the stars, and so then, they entered into a kind of portal. She never let go of her hand, and then both of them appeared in Storybrooke. On the docks. They got down of the Jolly Roger and started walking towards where Snow knew she had been the last time with the others. Maybe they were still there. When they had returned from Neverland, everyone said that they were away for a few days, and the truth was that they had been away for weeks. There was no time in Neverland.

"Emma? There's something I have to tell you."

Emma looked at her, still walking and looking around in search of her family. Snow decided to let go of her hand when they came to Storybrooke, but she still couldn't distance herself far from her. "What is it?"

"It's... complicated. A year has passed since..." She sighed and shook her head slightly. "And two months after we got back..."

Emma stopped walking and looked at her, staring at her. Snow stood to her side, strange at her look. Then, Emma smiled slightly. "I know it. I don't know how, but I've been there." Snow frowned, totally confused. "When he was born."

Snow's eyes widened . "W – what?"

"I think that even though I was in another land, asleep, I could see some things from here. I could see Henry a few times, and you and David... I know how bad you were the first months. Then I saw you a couple of months, with a huge belly. I figured things out. And then I saw him when he was born, and when Henry held him for the first time. Then I never could see you again. Any of you."

"You – you know about your brother?" Snow asked, still totally confused.

"Yes... that's why I thought you weren't coming for me. Because you already have another child and "

"I never forgot you, Emma." Snow said quickly, stretching her hand to take hers. "I even had a hard time trying to understand that Noah wasn't replacing you. You have no idea how much it broke me believe that you were..." She swallowed and sighed, knowing she was going to have to get over it some time. Now more than ever that she knew that that wasn't true. "dead."

"I – I know... I saw you a few times." Emma said, her own eyes filling with tears slowly. "I – I never thought that someone could be that way... for not having me."

Snow wanted to cry at her daughter's word; believing that no one ever could suffer because she wasn't there. Practically believing that she wasn't important enough to someone. "Now you do. I'm lost without you."

Holding back the tears, Emma nodded slightly, with a small smile. "Don't worry, I have no plans to go anywhere."

"You better don't." Snow laughed lightly, and let her hand go. Both of them continued walking, their eyes searching for their family.

"Thank you."

Snow looked at her, her brow furrowing. "For what?"

"Taking care of Henry. You guys were like his parents. Thanks."

"He has missed you as much as I did. We never thought we were going to be the sames... we thought our family would be broken forever." She stopped walking again, and make Emma stop as well, taking her hand. "Emma, you have to believe how important you are to us. These months without you... believing that we weren't going to see you again… we were broken. When your brother came..." She smiled as she realized she could actually say those words to Emma. "He brought us a little light but the pain never went away. You remember your last words to me? We were your happy ending." Emma nodded slightly, unable to hold more tears in her eyes. "You are our happy ending."

It surprised her see Emma walking to her and wrapped her arms around her, but even though, she wasn't that surprised. She wasn't the same after that day they went from Neverland, and so Emma weren't going to be either. But now they were going to be together again, and that was all that mattered.

"Mom?"

Snow moved away from Emma to hear Henry's voice. Emma turned around and Snow smiled, tears returning to her eyes to see her grandson's face. He was shocked, standing a few feet from them. He was alone, but soon David came to Henry's right. With Noah in his arms. Then, Regina, Hook and Gold were there as well.

"Henry..." Emma murmured, and Snow moved her gaze to her daughter, tears already in her cheeks, and a smile on her face.

Snow looked to her grandson again. Henry was still shocked, as everyone else. But the tears began to form in his eyes, and that meant that he was reacting. "Mom..." He whispered again, taking a step to them. "You're here." Emma didn't move, just stared at him, but when she heard his words, she smiled. "You're real."

His words broke Snow's heart, but she couldn't help but smile broadly when Henry ran to them and threw himself into his mother's arms. Emma clung to him, and realized that he was still small enough to bury his face in her stomach. Both of them began to cry, though Snow could more easily hear Henry's crying. She wanted to hug them, but it was special moment between them. So she walked to the others, watching the shock on David's face.

She came to him, and smiled as he looked at her, tears beginning to fall slowly by his cheeks. "You did it."

"Yes... we have our daughter back."

He extended an arm and brought her to him, hugging her tightly as she looked back to her daughter and grandson. It was still shocking; she never thought she would be able to see them together again. Yet, there was one person missing the joy of the moment. So Snow slowly walked away from David and took their son.

She smiled at him, cradling Noah in her arms. "Go."

David smirked and started walking to Emma and Henry. She watched as her grandson moved away from Emma, and her daughter looked up, to her father. They looked at each other, though David had his back to her, she could imagine the tears all over his face, his smile to see their daughter again. It was Emma who threw herself into David's arms, as Henry was next to them, watching them with tears still rolling down his chubby cheeks.

Her son in her arms moved abruptly, moving his hands up in search of attention. Snow looked at him and smiled, leaning to kiss his forehead softly. "Now it will be your turn, baby. You're going to meet your sister."

Noah smirked, and curled up in her arms, as she looked up again. Emma was walking towards her, in the middle of David and Henry, her arms around Henry's shoulders but David keeping his arm around her shoulders. Her smile widened as Emma stood before her, her eyes looking down to the baby in her arms.

"Is that..."

"Yes, it's him." Snow said, taking a step to her. "He's anxious to meet you." She leaned over to Emma, and it took a second to Emma to understand what her mother would do.

"I never..."

"Now you'll do." Emma took a little break and extended her arms, letting her mother gently place her baby brother in her arms. "Uh oh." She said gently cradling the baby in her arms. "Uhm," Her eyes dropped to Noah and quickly the tears were back to her eyes, though she tried to keep them away. "He is – he's beautiful." She looked up to Snow, who already had her tears on her cheeks. Emma sighed trying to control her tears and looked down to Noah again. "So... I'm your big sister. I'm sorry it took time for us to meet." Noah began to move his hand up, and found Emma's hair to hold on with one hand, while the other clung to Emma's finger. She smiled when she saw a small smile on his lips. "I think he likes me."

"He already loves you." Snow said.

David moved to Snow, and wrapped his arm around her hip, as both of them watched their daughter holding their son, with their grandson beside them. It was something that they had believed impossible; dreaming almost every night with the day that Emma and Noah could meet somehow. But they never thought that their daughter would be actually able to hold her baby brother. It was like a dream coming true.

That night, they were in their home, after Emma investigated her new home; they sat in the living room. Emma seemed to fall in love with Noah every passing hour. Snow was sitting next to David on the couch, as Emma was sitting on the other couch with her little brother in her arms, and Henry sat next to her, telling her stories about Noah, to which Emma laughed, and that many times caused a small laugh from the baby.

Snow was curled to her husband, both of them looking fascinated as their baby girl was interacting with their baby boy. Snow knew then that nothing would be as before, because it would be even better.

Until yesterday, they were a beautiful, broken family. Now they had her daughter back, Henry had his mother back and Noah had his sister. And Emma had her family back. Now Snow could see her boys with her little girl. Now they were going to be a beautiful family.

Emma was back, and so their hope to be a happy family again.