"Are we alive?"

Henry tried to move his head, but he was still very much pinned by his mother. "Mom...? I don't hear it anymore... shouldn't we?" Henry frowned when he felt wetness on his cheek that he was pretty sure wasn't his own. He could only see Emma. "What's... what's..."

Emma carefully transferred Jaime into Henry's arms, and gently pried Regina's arms off of Henry. "Just, give us a sec, 'kay kid? Go inside, it's cold out here."

Henry frowned and realized that Emma was right, they were being snowed on. He nodded and straightened up to a standing position. He blinked in surprise. They were standing in the front yard of his house. Not a palace, but the Mayor's house, and they were standing in what looked like quite the blizzard. He gave his moms' a look, then Jaime gave a cry, and he himself felt chilled to the bone, and so he climbed the steps and entered the house he was sure he'd never see again.

Emma, meanwhile held a shaking Regina in the middle of the front walkway. "Hey, hey..." She got no response from Regina and tried again, "This is where we first met. Henry begging me not to make you go back, thinking that you didn't love him, that you were just pretending. And you... evil, not evil, I'm not sure that I really cared from that moment on..."

Regina finally looked into Emma's eyes. Emma wiped away a tear and they both stood up fully. "I'm... I have... I have nothing left it's all... it's all gone."

Emma frowned, "We should go in... Henry and Jaime are..."

"No, the magic. The magic is all gone. I..."

Emma nodded, "Whatever you did, the words you said, to keep us safe and help us live through the tornado, you sacrificed your magic, your power to save your family."

Regina put a hand against Emma's cheek, "How do, how do you always make me sound so, noble? When what I did was so selfish... we don't even know if- if everyone else survived or not."

Emma turned her head and kissed Regina's palm. "It will all work out. We'll see everyone tomorrow. C'mon." She pulled her towards the front door, and this time Regina came with her. Emma smiled, "How would you like a glass of the best apple cider you've ever tasted."

After a moment Regina smiled, just a little, "Got anything stronger?"

Emma chuckled, "Hell, it's probably the only stuff that's still good in the house, right? After all, I'm pretty sure it wasn't snowing when we... ah... left... Storybrooke." Emma leaned down and picked up one of the papers on the stoop and knocked it out of its bag. "Wow... Guess we were the happening on December 21st, 2012. It's the 22nd."

Regina frowned, "Wow? What's wow?" Regina tried to get the paper in Emma's hands, but Emma was faster. "Emma..."

Emma smiled, "Well, apparently our... rip in the space time continuum..." Regina rolled her eyes, "I guess it blew up a big blizzard here in Maine, biggest in years and years. Good thing that the words, winter, blizzard and Maine are sort of synonymous huh. And... we missed the election, for President, but it says here that... wow... Sarah Palin's the new President of the U..."

Regina snatched the paper from Emma and flipped it over. Then threw it back at Emma, who caught it and just laughed, "You nearly gave me a heart attack Emma." She put an arm around Emma's waist, "When you knew the only story in there was about how the rest of the world survived December twenty first." Regina paused, "You haven't even looked at the Red Sox results."

Emma winced, "I'm not sure I want to know."

"I thought you were a fan."

"Am, but... that's why I don't want to know. It's like the cat. As long as I don't open the box the cat's still alive."

Regina shook her head, "I'm not sure if I'll ever understand you Emma Swan."

Emma smirked, "See, there's some magic still in Storybrooke. Every day will come with its own surprises."