Mary Margaret had called sick to work. She didn't want to teach kids about irrelevant things. Usually, she really enjoyed it. But with Emma's back and all the drama that was surrounding her, she couldn't. Seeing these children would only make her think about hers. Emma was not fine. And she could pretend she hated what she did to them but at the end of the day she had to face the facts…Emma was her child and she couldn't stop loving her. She was only…sick. She had been strong long enough and at this point she just couldn't do it anymore. Snow understood. She hadn't had the easiest life. It was the opposite actually. She just wished she could help in any way. She was going to be present. She just needed to find how.

The woman get out of bed and started making breakfast. Her husband was still peacefully asleep and she wanted to surprise him. She made some pancakes with eggs and bacons. He loved it. She carefully brought the food near the bed. She woke David with a good morning kiss. He slowly opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

"Smells good, darling. Thank you," David expressed.

Mary Margaret took a seat on the bed next to him and they both ate in silence before she broke it: "David, I know you are mad." The grin on his face disappeared. It was replaced by a tired expression mixed with an expression she could really define. She just noticed that he didn't want to talk about it but he knew he had no choice. He had anticipated this conversation. He just wished it would be later so they could appreciated each other company. It was rare that she shared a moment together with Emma being back. He loudly sighed and put his forks on the plate before he gently put it on the bedtable. He then looked at his wife: "I don't think mad would be the appropriate word to describe how I feel."

"Then, how would you describe it?" Mary Margaret ask carefully.

"I don't know… maybe disappointed…But even it doesn't quite fit. I don't know what I'm feeling Mary Margaret.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that. I just wished you would talk to me about it. You seem unhappy and I don't like seeing you like that…" David nodded but didn't answered her. Realising he wasn't going to talk, Snow continued: "What do you want?"

"A stable home,"
"And you don't think we have it?"

"We used to but then, Emma left. And then she came back. But she wasn't really here because she is…..I don't know what she is! I don't understand what's happening and I just wish everything was like before. Before the curse. Before Regina casted it back in the Enchanted Forest. Everything was way better. I want our little girl Emma. I want her in my arms as I sing to her songs. I don't want this…tragedy. This whole town is a mess! And….I'm slowly losing hope that everything is going to be alright. Look at us now! We don't even know what's happening with our own daughter! I'm just…..Sick of all this." Tears had begun to form in David's eyes. When he stopped talking. He inhaled and exhale deeply but his breathing couldn't control his tears. They came rushing without stopping for a good minute. Mary Margaret took him in his arms. She didn't need to talk. He knew she was there and that was the important part.

They got interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Snow slowly got up and answered. Henry was there, standing side by side with Regina.

"Where's my mom?" Carefully asked Henry. He only needed to look into his grandmother eyes to know that Emma was not here. He brushed his hair before turning to look at Regina, Mary Margaret still speechless. Regina coughed, bringing the other woman back on Earth.

"Oh yeah, Emma… She's…somewhere."

"What does that mean?" Henry asked on the berg of crying. "Why nobody told me she was back? She's MY mom! You can't keep her away from me." Regina put a hand on his shoulder, giving it a little squeeze. He turned around and hid is face in his mother chest. She placed her arms around him to protect him, giving him a tight hug. She rubbed his back. She wanted him to be happy.

Mary Margaret interrupted their moment: "I hate to break it to you Henry, but we wanted Emma to see you. But the day she came back, she wasn't emotionally stable enough to be near you, and after…She started feeling…sick."

The last word caught Henry's attention. He violently turned around with questions in his eyes: "Sick?" Regina's voice echoed him. She didn't know Emma was sick. She didn't even know Emma was back before 20 minutes earlier when she heard Archie telling Henry the news. What the well is going on?

David got up from the bed, hearing the conversation. He rubbed his eyes and walked toward the door: "She's at the hospital. I guess she's having a mental breakdown. She'll be fine."

Henry asked timidly: "Is it because of my father, again?"

David and Mary Margaret both shrugged. They didn't know. Regina surprised everyone: "I guess she was so caught in bringing everyone happy ending that she forgot the most important person, herself." Henry smiled. His second mom had really changed and he was so proud of her.

"Why don't you guys stay? I'll make some hot chocolate and we can continue this conversation in the living room," Mary Margaret proposed.

Xx

"Can't you hear me?"

"Who are you?"

"I don't know"

"Where are you?"

"I-In the same place that you are"

"That's impossible, I'm alone. Mr. Gold and Belle are in the shop. Nobody's in the back store with me."

"I'm in you, stupid"

"I know this voice"

"That's my voice! It's normal that you know it. We know each other since….a lot of years. I don't remember…"

"I don't recall..Why the fuck is my memory so blurry?"

"WHAT THE WELL!"

"What?"

"I remember some crazy shit that never happened to me. Like the time I "had" my period. I was eleven..."

"You never had your period?"
"I think I'm a man,"

"I thought you were me… And I can clearly say that I'm a woman."
"I don't remember… I just remember things from my past that doesn't seem real."

"STOP MESSING WITH ME! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD. I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT OF ME! I DON'T WANT YOU NEAR ME!"

"Jeez, no need to scream out loud! I'm just here!"