Emma woke up next to Regina the next morning with a smile on her face. She couldn't have imagined spending last night with anyone else. Emma rolled onto her stomach, so that she was facing the brunette. She brought her hand up to Regina's neck, and began to softly stroke her back, trying carefully not to wake her. Emma smiled even more when she noticed the corners of Regina's mouth form into a small smile. She wasn't asleep anymore.

"Hmm good morning Emma," Regina said, her voice almost husky, something Emma found to be very attractive. Regina's eyes were still shut closed, but Emma didn't mind. She leaned in and gave Regina a feather light kiss on the forehead.

"Come on, soon the Indians will be wanting me back," Emma said. She didn't want to go back. She wanted to stay with her girlfriend. But she had to go, or else they would never be able to get Henry back.

Regina slowly got up, not wanting to make her head spin. She sat up on the edge of the bed, dazed. She wasn't ready to let Emma go again. Emma wrapped her arms around Regina lovingly.

"Are you ready to go back out?" she asked, hoping Regina would say yes. She didn't want to keep the Indians waiting. Regina nodded her head, and got up to slip her robe on. Emma found hers next to the bed, and quickly put it on. They were going to change later.

When they walked out of their tent, Snow was waiting for Emma outside. Oh no, Emma thought, knowing that Snow would have questions.

"Oh, come on guys, you got silk bathrobes?" Snow asked, throwing her hands up. Emma let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She could've sworn her mother was going to have one of her moments at some point.

Regina smirked at Snow and crossed her arms over her chest. Even though she has found level ground with her, she still loved having a bit of power over her, even if it was spending the night in a magically conjured luxury tent with silk bathrobes.

"Dearie, let's not give the queen the authority in this situation. I believe some of us had a rough night and would like to get a move on, yes?" Rumple hissed.

"You mean all-"

Regina was cut off by a jab in her side from Emma. Regina was having way too much fun about their night, and Emma didn't want her to cause any further tension in the group. But they all sided with the disheveled couple when Snow asked questions that Emma certainly did not want to hear.

"Emma, how was it?"

"Mom-"

"Are you sore? Did she get you off? I know you got Regina off. Did she use tongue or teeth?" Snow gasped at herself, "both? Tell me about it," Snow asked repeatedly in a calm motherly voice despite the awkward atmosphere she created. She walked up slowly to her daughter, and cupped her face with her hands. "Tell me everything," she whispered.

"WHAT. Mom, no," Emma said firmly stepping away from her mother's hold on her.

Charming slapped a hand to his face to hide his embarrassment as Regina watched in pure amusement. Rumple pretended he didn't hear anything and began to take down the tent to distract himself. Hook got up from the log he had been sitting on and happily took part in the conversation Emma and Snow were having, if a little awkward.

"Ah, so what do we have here, ladies?"

Emma just stared at Hook. Was he serious right now? She rolled her eyes, not wanting to deal with this right now. Luckily for her, Snow chimed in.

"We were just having a conversation about her and Regina!" Snow said, squealing a little, which made Emma cringe.

"Oh God no, mom please don't!" Emma protested. She was about to put her hand over Snow's mouth to try and stop her, when Regina interrupted.

"Hook, there's nothing you need to know. We were just talking, and that's it!" Regina defended. Emma was grateful for what Regina did, and she sighed with relief.

"If you ladies say so," Hook said with a wink. Emma sighed in frustration.

"Hey is everything alright?" Charming said as he walked over to where his daughter was, after seeing Hook walk away from them. He was obviously causing problems and he didn't want anything else to go wrong.

"Yeah, everything's just grand," Emma said, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. Charming wasn't so sure, but he decided not to push her into giving him an answer.

"Emma, we will get you out of this mess," he told her. Charming didn't want his daughter to be held hostage with the Indians any more than the rest of them. All he wanted was for all of them to get home safe and sound.

"I know you will, you're Prince Charming," Emma said with a small chuckle. She was still worried about the Indians though. They were unpredictable, something Emma wasn't used to.

Charming pulled her into a hug for a goodbye as he saw a small group of Indians show up just outside their campsite. "What is it?" Emma questioned, turning her head over her dad's shoulder. "Oh."

Emma was a little sad to be leaving officially soon, but she was sure she'd get back to her family and Regina soon. She hoped she could be back in time to save Henry along with them.

"We're here to collect Emma Swan," one of the Indians stated. Emma sighed and pulled out of Charming's hug before moving over to her mother even though she was a little mad at her at the moment for asking so many awkward questions.

"Bye mom," she sighed into her shoulder. She felt Snow shaking and hiccuping in her arms and she rolled her eyes. "Mom, please, I won't be gone for that long-"

She was startled by the sudden sob that hacked away at her mother's body. She could already feel her robe begin to dampen. Emma turned to Charming and gave him a look which signaled him to take his wife out of her arms before she really lost it big time.

It took a few times, but Charming managed to pull Emma out of Snow's strong grip and brought her into his arms.

Emma nodded towards Hook and Rumple and then turned to Regina who was holding out her clothes. She took them in her arms and gave Regina a firm kiss. After releasing from the kiss Regina whispered in her ear, "I'll come and save you," and pulled away with a weary smile and a wink.

Emma was led back to the Indians' home, unsure of her fate there. Everyone glanced around and began to pick up their things and douse the fire before gathering themselves on their way to the home of the Lost Boys.