Snow and Charming had been directed to Emma's room and were just waiting for her anesthesia to wear off enough that she would wake up.

Soon enough Emma's eyes began to flutter and she emerged from her forced slumber. "Hey." Came a raspy voice as a slight smile came across Emma's face. Snow beat Charming to the bed and grasped Emma's hand. "Hi sweetie." Snow's tone was filled to the brim with love, but concern flowed freely in her eyes. "How are you feeling?" Emma took as deep a breath as her body would allow. "Sore."

Dr. Whale came in right then and effectively broke up the small moment. He smiled at Emma and her parents. "I'm glad to see you awake. How's the pain level now?" Emma shifted a bit in bed. "Not as bad as this morning. But still pretty sore..." Another deep breath from the blonde as the doctor wrote in her chart. "How long do I have to stay?" At that, Dr. Whale looked up and smirked at her. "Just for the night. I want to make sure you're okay before sending you home." Emma huffed and rolled her eyes. "I'm really fine now that you took my appendix." Snow and Charming smirked as a chuckle emerged from the doctor. "One night in the hospital won't kill you Sheriff. Believe me, you'll appreciate the pain meds when it's time to sleep tonight. And I don't want you up and around ripping open your incision." He leveled a cool glance her way as he left.

Snow and Charming knew the next few hours would be fun as they would need to keep Emma's mind occupied so she wouldn't even consider signing herself out of the hospital. They needed a distraction and they needed it soon.

But before either had a chance to say anything to Emma, her eyes had slid closed again. Rest was exactly what the doctor had ordered and it was happening without their forcing the point.

Realizing that their daughter wasn't waking up anytime soon, Snow and Charming sank down in to the chairs flanking Emma's bed and breathed out a collective sigh.

Charming spoke up. "You know, for the longest time I didn't know if we'd ever get her back. And now…" He had to bite back a twinge of emotion. "...well now we've got a full grown woman on our hands. One who is just as stubborn as each of us could be." Snow met Charming's eyes. "It feels like we missed it all…" At that, Charming reached across his daughter's legs to intertwine his fingers with his wife's. "We missed a lot, yes. But we can move forward now. We've got our family back."

Emma had only been resting for a bit when a familiar voice jarred her back to reality.

"Mom!"

Emma jerked her eyes open to find her son barreling toward her at an alarming speed. "Henry!" Thank goodness for her parents' instincts. At the last second before Henry would have reached the bed, her father jumped up and grabbed him in a bear hug. Emma closed her eyes, momentarily savoring the lack of Henry's movement. She loved the kid, but boy oh boy, today's hug would have been a doozy for her.

Henry squirmed, relishing the hug from his grandpa, but really wanting to see his mom. "Easy there, Henry. Your mom just had surgery, so be gentle." This time as Henry approached Emma he was intensely more calculated in his movements. Emma reached out her arms to embrace him now. "I love you, mom." David was sure he saw a few tears drip down Henry's cheeks as he just held Emma for a moment.

"Oh kid, I love you too." Emma said as she tenderly rubbed his head. Suddenly Henry pulled back as though startled by something. "We brought hot cocoa!" He exclaimed.

It was then that Emma noticed Hook in the doorway. She smiled at him, then quickly wrinkled her nose, cringing at how she looked. She quickly averted her gaze to her mother. Hoping that he didn't notice just how yucky she looked, and felt, for that matter.

Hook crossed from the doorway to her bed in a split second. He grasped her hand and leaned in close for a private moment. His breath warm as he whispered in her ear. "You're beautiful, Swan. No matter what you think." A light blush touched her ears. Hook squeezed her hand, but as he backed up, a whisper came from Emma as she closed her eyes, easier to speak it when she didn't have to make eye contact. A warm smile crossed her lips as she spoke. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, love. It is true, lest you think otherwise."

It was all Emma could do to keep her rising emotion at bay, so in a feeble attempt to shove it back into its corner, she asked how Hook and Henry's day went.

After a very detailed run down of their day, Emma was exhausted and her mind spinning from the adventures she'd just heard about. Henry had pulled out a video game from his backpack and taken a seat next to his grandpa. Hook had chosen to sit on the end of Emma's bed. He tenderly stroked her leg, "just rest, love. We'll all be here when you wake." A small smile came across Emma's face as she realized that no one would leave her. They'd all be there for her no matter what.