Hello again! I know I mention this a lot, but I love you all soooo much for the reviews, favs and follows! So unfortunately this story is coming to a close in just two chapters! It's so sad! But, don't fear! I do plan on making a SEQUEL! Woohoo! If you guys have any suggestions for this story, or the sequel GO AHEAD AND TELL ME! I love suggestions! Love you all, and don't forget to review!

Emma was asleep, with her head on her arms which were sprawled out over her desk. She was not in her usual "You could blow a bomb up next door and I wouldn't wake up" deep sleep. Because she could swear she heard the clacking of high heels across the floor. That was probably impossible though, because there was no one who wore heels who made that noise other than Regina.

"Miss Swan I-" Regina Mills walked through the door, being ready to address the sheriff of her town. But she stopped once she saw Emma sprawled out on her desk soundly asleep. The evil queen rolled her eyes and spoke a little louder in a disapproving tone, "Miss Swan!"

Emma bolted upright upon hearing her arch nemesis's voice. Regina was clothed in one of her pant suits, which was obviously a neutral tone. Today it was gray. Emma had no desire to see Regina right now, and could live happily if she never saw her again. She clenched her hands into fists as she waited for Regina's snarky voice to question her about something. But before the other woman could say anything, Henry came running into the room. Emma smiled, thankful her son was here.

Henry ran past Regina straight to Emma wrapping his arms around her. He asked her quietly,

"Are you doing okay?" Emma smiled, she was happy that Henry knew now. Knew how much he could help her through this, and she was so grateful for that. Emma tried not to smirk at the sour look on Regina's face as Henry still had not let go of her. Once her son let go, she saw Regina relax and gave Emma a suspicious look.

"Miss Swan, I don't care about your personal life," She looked between Emma and Henry, "but I do care about how you wanted to spend time with my son so bad, and you have not talked to him or anyone in five days." If looks could kill, the sheriff would surely be dead. But instead of feeling like her blood was coming to a boil, she feels tears instead. After five days in solitude, only going out to get some food from Granny's, Emma was not mentally stable enough to handle Regina.

Henry reached over and put his hand on her arm and squeezed gently.

"You harassed me for weeks over wanting to see Henry, and now," She paused, "Now, if you don't do something about whatever is going on in your life,you will lose him."

"Mom, stop!" Henry yelled at Regina, wishing he could sound more hurtful. The mayor's eyes went wide as he addressed her in that tone.

"Henry Mills don't you talk to-"

"Then stop! You don't know what Emma has been through and the last thing you want is to lose me." Henry gave and accusing look, "If you don't stop, then you're the one who's going to lose me. Not Emma." Regina was appalled by Henry's bravery. Unfortunately, it seemed the boy was developing Charming family traits. The queen could feel some tears of her own spring to her eyes as she let out a breath. She nodded at Henry then looked over at Emma. She could tell the girl wasn't herself, she almost seemed lost. Her face was always in an unhappy expression, and her eyes dark. Regina wasn't sure how, but instead of her usual happy reaction to seeing Emma in a bad state, she almost felt bad. She guessed though that it was probably Henry being so protective that made Regina want to retreat.

Emma whispered to Henry, "Go with her okay? I still need some time to think, I'll call you at home." Henry's heart sunk as he turned another hug and began to walk slowly away. "Henry wait," She pulled him back and hugged him this time. "You understand why I need to be alone right?" The young boy nodded, and Emma sighed with relief. He then turned walking faster than Regina, so he was already out in the other hall. Without even looking, Emma could feel Regina's evil smile because Henry was going back with her. She couldn't help but make some sort of comment, so Regina would know her looks would not go unseen,

"I'm surprised that you haven't been killed yet." Emma said just loud enough for Regina to hear. She turned about and smirked at Emma,

"Well, it seems as though your father," Emma nearly flinched at the word, "Made a speech telling people to just stay with their families, and that they would have a town meeting as soon and possible." Emma gulped; she knew why he was putting it off. It was rather obvious at this point, it was because of herself and Snow…

"You know Miss Swan, I would talk to someone about your….problems." Regina made her final statement, and walked away heels clacking down the hall. Once again, Emma was alone. It was time again to face her weaknesses, and try to find a way to build up the courage to face her mother.

"I'll be back in an hour okay?" He asked his wife, actually wanting an answer. He wouldn't leave her unless she was okay for him to go. After what had happened last night, he wanted to make sure it was fine.

Snow nodded her head, and choked out the words, "G-Go, I'll be fine." She put on the best smile she could, knowing it would just fall away once he left. Charming was her rock, but she knew he had to go check up on everyone. If she wasn't in this state, she would have gone with him. Truthfully she missed everyone, especially Red and the dwarves. All she wanted was to leave, but she couldn't face people like this. It would just make things worse. It was hard enough to not let Red see her, because she would probably have a cow. Red knew that Snow had problems with her emotions sometimes, but had never truly seen her in the midst of an attack.

Charming sat down next to her for a moment, and cupped his hand to her cheek. She brought her own hand up to hold it there and closed her eyes letting out a distressed breath. She wished he could stay, but he had to go. She would beat herself up even more if he didn't go. He planted a kiss softly on her lips and whispered, "I love you."

"Love you too…" She said as he got up. Charming walked towards the door, giving one last look at wife before heading out.

Once she heard the door shut, Snow pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her head on them. She fought back the urge to cry, feeling like she wouldn't be able to stop if she started…

The brunette watched as James walked out of the apartment, with a sad look on his face. Or at least it looked sad from what she could tell from where she was hiding. She got up from her hiding spot and ran at the door hoping it was unlocked. As she tried the knob, it unfortunately wasn't. Well, she would just have to hope Snow would let her in. She brought her hand up to the door, and knocked twice.

Snow's body went cold. Who could be at the door? Charming hadn't even been gone for five minutes! Snow didn't want to get up, and didn't want anyone to see her. But what if it was Emma? She had to do something…. Snow got up quickly, making her stomach uneasy at the swift movement. This was the fast she had moved in five days. She ran into the bathroom, she didn't look at bad as before at least… But whoever it was would hopefully understand. She wouldn't let them stay long. She walked up to the door and took a deep breath and twisted the knob.

"Snow!" The door swung open almost knocking Snow backwards. She saw a flash of red, and before she got a chance to breath, she was being crushed in a hug. It smelled like biscuits and that could only mean one thing.

"R-Red..." Snow closed her eyes and smiled a bit. She hadn't seen her in what felt like years. The best friends shared the hug for a few minutes, before Snow needed her space. "Wh-What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I came to see you of course!" Red had tried her best just to wait it out, but she couldn't do it. She needed to make sure Snow was alright. It's not that she didn't trust James, she just needed to see for herself. And what she could see was a version of her friend she had never seen before. She seemed broken and sad, nothing like the friend she knew. Snow was about to lead her out of the doorway when she remembered something, "Oh! I almost forgot!" She turned around and picked up her wicker basket holding it out to Snow, "Granny made you favorite biscuits!" Snow smiled at the gesture.

"Thank you,but I-"

"No way Snow, if you think Granny is going to let me go back with these biscuits, you've truly lost you mind!" Snow winced at the statement, because it felt like that was happening to her. Her heart ached and she sighed mentally, trying not to show how unintentionally hurtful that statement was.

Red felt terrible. Curse her and her stupid remarks! Why didn't she always have to be so careless with her word choices! "Snow I'm sorry I-"

"N-No, it's fine, let's go inside."

The two walked in and sat on the couch in silence. Snow then reverted to her previous position involving her knees up to her chest. Red could sense the tension coming off of her friend and wrapped an arm around her. "Are you ready to talk about?" Red asked quietly. A sob threatened to shake Snow's body as she shook her head. Red had seen what happened outside of Granny's and it had brought her to tears as well. But she wouldn't tell her friend that.

The two sat in silence for the next few minutes, not needing any words. Red sat holding her best friend with one arm, waiting to see if she would have to hold her with two.

"It-It's all my fault…" Red turned at looked at Snow who broke the silence and now had tears in her eyes.

"What's your fault?" She asked Snow with a whisper.

"I-It's my fault Emma hates me, no one else's. I ruined her life Red. I hate me too for it." Red was shocked by her friend's harsh words.

"Snow, you know it's not your fault. Does she not kn-"

Snow cut her again, "Sh-She didn't let me explain."

"Well then you need to talk to her Snow, you can't let her think it was entirely your fault!" Red exclaimed.

"What makes you think that sh-she would even want to see me?!" Snow held back another sob.

"Because no matter how much she thinks it's your fault, she hasn't heard the whole story. Snow, I know she'll come around."

"Are predictions a wolf thing too?" Snow tried to joke.

Red giggled, "No, but I just know."

Snow smiled as Red looked over at the clock in the kitchen. Crap!

"Snow, you husband will be back any minute now, so unless I want to get yelled at by the King himself, I need to go!" Red hugged her friend once more and smiled, knowing she would be in be alright in the end. Snow smiled and thanked her friend for the biscuits as she went out the door. As if on cue, her husband walked in and smiled walking over to her.

"Snow I'm sorry for not being ba-" He stopped. Why did it smell like…biscuits? He sighed looking at Snow, who was trying not smile. "Red was here wasn't she?" Snow giggled a bit as her husband smirked.