This idea came to me and I absolutely loved it. I hope you all enjoy it and feel the same. :)

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About three months had gone by after The Darkness had been taken out of Emma. She was still adjusting to normalcy. She felt eyes on her all the time. She wasn't proud of the things she'd done as The Dark One. Even her parents were cautious around her. Not in the "we're scared of you still" way, but in the "we're concerned are you okay?" way. Emma couldn't figure out which way irritated her more. Out of her parents, David was more understanding. Mary Margaret wanted to be, but it was harder for her.

There were only a few people that treated her like they always had. She found herself hanging around Belle and Ruby a lot more.

"I married Rumple as The Dark One," Belle had told her, shrugging.

"I turn in a wolf every month," Ruby added. Granny took that cue from Ruby and treated Emma as she had before too.

Regina and Henry had also been supportive of her.

"Emma, I was the Evil Queen for years," Regina had said.

"You're still my mom. That never changed," Henry commented, grinning.

It was a particularly difficult day where she couldn't seem to do anything right that she went to Gold's shop. He'd eventually recovered and was still the resident expert on magic and-for Emma-being The Dark One.

"What brings you here, Emma?" Gold greeted. Emma dragged a chair up to the counter and plopped into it.

"How do you do it?" Emma asked.

"Do what?" Gold asked back.

"Survive after being The Dark One," Emma replied.

"Ah. Well, it is difficult at times, but Belle has been helping me quite a lot," Gold told her, "and it is very different, our situations. I was The Dark One for about two centuries. You were only The Dark One for about a year. I almost don't remember anything else about my past, while you remember everything about what you want back." Emma nodded slowly.

"Is Belle your True Love?" Emma asked suddenly. Gold was taken aback.

"A long time ago the Evil Queen coerced her into kissing me. If I hadn't been such a coward I would no longer have been The Dark One. Her kiss would've broken the spell. Instead I tossed her out. But she's back and I am no longer The Dark One. So to answer your question, yes, Belle is my True Love."

"I think it would help if I knew if I had one," Emma said, running her fingers through her hair in frustration.

"Is Killian not?" Gold asked, hiding a smirk. He may not have been The Dark One anymore, but Killian had still taken his wife. Emma shook her head.

"I don't think so. He acts just as everyone else does around me. A bit apprehensive," Emma confessed, "sometimes I think that no one will ever see me as just Emma again."

"There's one extreme way to find out," Gold said, digging out a bottle.

"Is that a Sleeping Curse?" Emma asked, recoiling a bit.

"It is," Gold confirmed.

"That is a bit extreme," Emma agreed, "I don't even know if I have a True Love."

"Well, there's one way to find out before you go to the extreme," Gold admitted, "I'd have to walk you through it, but you have to perform it. You've always had magic, but I was only in possession of The Dark One's magic." Emma gulped. She'd avoided magic this long. Regina had badgered her about staying in practice and conquering that part of her fear-she'd even told Emma she'd be there in case anything went wrong-but Emma had refused and Regina didn't push it.

"Okay," Emma said with a shaky breath. Gold retrieved a tablet from the back of his shop and put it in front of Emma.

"Stand, please," he instructed. She did as she was told, "concentrate on opening your magic. Make a physical motion of pushing it down from the top of your head and out through your fingertips. Lastly, hover your right hand over your heart, while pressing the palm of your left hand to the tablet. If your have a True Love, your normally baby blue magic with glow either red or white and the space around your hand will be the opposite color." Emma took a deep breath and raised her arms-palms toward her face-and brought them down slowly, leaving her right hand to hover over her heart and then pressing firmly on the tablet with her left hand. She opened her eyes to see her magic glowing white and the free space of the tablet glowing a warm red. She slowly pulled her hand back making the tablet stop glowing. "I'm not surprised you're the white half of your True Love pairing."

"Why's that?" Emma asked.

"You're father is the white half. You and him are more similar than you think," Gold told her. Emma nodded slowly, "you've probably been saving your True Love for far longer than your realize." Emma scoffed.

"Unless my True Love is the town of Storybrooke, I don't think so," Emma joked.

"So," Gold turned serious again, "are you willing to take the risk, Miss Swan?"

All right," Emma agreed, "if all else fails, Henry will be able to wake me." Emma took the vial of Sleeping Curse and headed back to her apartment.

"Oh, if only you knew that wasn't possible now, Miss Swan."

Emma returned back to her apartment. She scribbled a note to whoever found her, laid down on the couch and took the Sleeping Curse. She was immediately transported to a burning room.

"Oh man," Emma whispered, "Henry was not kidding."

When Henry opened the door to Emma's apartment he noticed Emma on the couch.

"Ma, I was passing by and just came to invite you to dinner tonight. Mom's cooking, of course. I know how much you like her food," Henry said. He furrowed his brow when Emma didn't move. He approached her, "Ma?" He glanced down and saw the vial and gasped. He didn't notice the note as he sprinted out of the apartment.

Regina didn't waste any time when a distraught Henry came running into the mansion. She magicked them straight into Emma's apartment.

"Emma," Regina checked for a pulse and found one.

"Mom," Henry croaked and pointed, "the vial." She looked at where Henry was pointing.

"Dammit, Swan," she muttered as she bent down to pick it up. She wafted and sniffed at the contents. She stiffened.

"What is it, Mom?" Henry asked, wringing his hands.

"It's... it's a Sleeping Curse," Regina told him. She glanced at the table and noticed the note. She picked it up and nodded in confirmation that yes, it was a Sleeping Curse.

"What?" Henry cried in distress.

"She broke your curse, though, Henry. You can break hers. I know you love her," Regina smiled.

"You're right," Henry replied. He leaned over and kissed Emma's forehead just as she had done for him five years ago. Nothing happened. "Mom, nothing is happening." Regina's eyes narrowed.

"Gold," she growled.

"But Mr. Gold isn't The Dark One anymore," Henry said in confusion.

"Yes, but he still has extensive knowledge of magic and curses. I wouldn't be surprised if he found a way to continue manipulating elements," Regina told him.

The two Mills barged into Gold's shop-both thoroughly pissed.

"What did you do to my mom?" Henry demanded.

"Emma's lying unconscious in her apartment and Henry cannot wake her," Regina growled as she backed Gold into a wall, "what did you do?"

"I did not force her to take the curse, Regina. She did that on her own," he informed her. Regina rolled her eyes.

"I know that, you castrated imp," Regina spat, "how did you alter it?"

"The only one who can wake her is her True Love," Gold said.

"Henry's her son. What's purer than the bond of a mother and her son?" Regina asked impatiently.

"Oh, Regina. I think you know the answer to that," Gold said mischievously. Regina gave a frustrated sigh.

"So you're saying that Henry and I have to find her romantic True Love, because you did some trick with blood magic?" Regina huffed.

"He used blood magic just so we have to go on a wild goose chase!" Henry shouted.

"It seems so," Regina confirmed. She turned to Gold, "there has to be a way to make this simpler. We can't just have everyone in Storybrooke kiss Emma." Gold held up his finger in a grand gesture.

"Ah, but there is," he told them, "as soon as she pressed her palm against this tablet, her True Love-all of them, even Henry I'm sure-receive a tattoo. It's permanent and it shows how many True Loves a person has. Some people have many, some people have few. It's too bad Emma didn't know this before she drank that Sleeping Curse."

"Wha- I have a tattoo?!" Henry exclaimed. He removed his jacket and Regina lifted up his shirt to reveal three stars on his upper right shoulder.

"Three," Regina commented, "she has three True Loves?"

"No, she has two. One of those stars represents Emma herself," Gold corrected, "the tattoo will be in the same place for every one of the people branded. Find the person with this tattoo, and you will find the person who can break the curse."

"Great," Regina muttered, "come on, Henry. We need to find him." The Mills left Gold's shop on a quest to find Emma's True Love.

By 10PM they were exhausted. They had even resorted asking Archie and the Dwarves to check their shoulders for the star tattoos.

"Mom, what if Emma isn't straight?" Henry asked. Regina smacked a hand against her forehead.
"You're completely right, Henry. We'll just have to check the second half of Storybrooke tomorrow," she told him, "for now, we have to rest."

"But what about Emma? She's still alone in her apartment," Henry said.

"I texted Snow, remember?" Regina reminded him. Henry gave her a sad look, "you want her with us tonight, don't you?" He nodded, "all right. I'll go relieve Snow and bring her home. I'll meet you there." Henry hugged his mom and took off for the mansion. Regina magicked Emma's sleeping form into the guest bedroom. She pulled the covers over her and informed Henry of her whereabouts. "You can say goodnight, but you need your rest. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow." Henry nodded vigorously. He did indeed go in and say goodnight to Emma-promising her that they would find her True Love-and then he went to bed.

Regina sighed. She brushed her teeth and washed her face before getting undressed to change into her pajamas. Something caught her eye in the vanity mirror. At first she thought it was the trick of the light, but she looked closer and gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. There, on her upper right shoulder, were three stars identical to Henry's. She slowly sat on her bed, taking it all in. She was Emma's True Love? Regina wasn't opposed to it-she and Emma had grown closer over the years and it wasn't like it never crossed her mind-but she never expected this. She quickly dressed and hurried down the hall to the guest bedroom where Emma was sleeping. She approached the bed slowly and sat down on the edge. She reached over and gingerly brushed some of her blonde locks back. Well, this is it, Regina thought. She took a deep breath before leaning down and pressing her lips to Emma's. Emma gasped and her eyes fluttered open. For a moment she look confused and then she spotted Regina.

"Regina?" she called out.

"Good, you're awake," Regina said, trying to keep calm.

"You're- but- I-" Emma spluttered.
"Are you disappointed?" Regina asked. Emma's eyes widened.

"What? Regina, no. Surprised? A bit, yes. Disappointed? Never. How could I be?" she asked with a smile. Regina chuckled. "I am wondering how you figured it out."

"You may be surprised that you're sporting a new tattoo, Emma," Regina told her.

"What?" Emma asked. Regina pulled down her shirt a bit to show Emma her tattoo and motioned for Emma to look at her own shoulder. "Son of a bitch."

"Gold didn't warn you about that," Regina told her, "nor did he mention that our fifteen year old son would receive one, as well."

"Henry has one, too?" Emma exclaimed.

"Yes, you see how there are three stars? One represents you, one me, and the other is Henry. According to this, we are your only..." Regina swallowed, "we are you only True Loves."

"I couldn't ask for better ones," Emma replied, taking Regina's hand. She leaned over and kissed Regina's forehead.

"I'm glad you think so," Regina said warmly before turning serious, "but if you ever do something like that again, so help me, I will kill you myself." Emma laughed.

"Noted."

"Come on," Regina said getting up, "Henry will want to know that you're safe." Emma raised an eyebrow.

"And how are we approaching this?" Emma asked, motioning to the two of them.

"I think he'll be thrilled just to have you back," Regina told her. The pair padded down the hall to Henry's room. Regina went in and sat on the bed, while Emma stood in the doorframe.

"Mom?" Henry asked groggily.

"I think you'll be happy to see someone," Regina told him, pointing to Emma.

"Emma!" he exclaimed, rushing to hug her. He pulled back with a puzzled expression, "how are you awake?"

"I think you'll find that you and your mom have matching tattoos," Emma said, chuckling. Henry's eyes went wide.

"Mom is your True Love?" he asked.

"You all right with that, kid?" Emma asked him. She could see Regina nervously fidgeting with her hands, not looking at Emma or Henry.

"Of course I am!" Henry cried happily. Regina's head shot up, a smile spreading over her face. Henry grabbed Regina's hand and pulled her up so he could hug both of his moms. "I love you guys."

"We love you, too, Henry," Regina said.

"And we always will," Emma added.

"I'm just glad we're a complete family now," Henry remarked. Emma and Regina looked at each other and smiled. They were glad to be a complete family, too.

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