A/N: Trigger Warning: Emma mentions her injury that was caused by Henry in a little graphic detail.

This was my very first fic that I ever wrote and I wasn't in a good place at that time.

Now, I'm in a much better place and am able to revisit this fic.

It was still hard for me to read my fic again, but if I didn't, then how else could I have started back up again?

Is this a serious fic? It started out that way, but I wanted to throw in some pleasant parts because a majority of this fic has been pretty dark.

xxx

A few weeks had passed and we fell into our basic routine. I would eat breakfast with Henry and Regina every morning. Henry , of course, would ignore me like I was invisible. Regina tried her best to get him to talk to me, but he ignored her too. I know that usually, Regina would be scolding him, but she didn't. Instead, she just told him to not be late to school.

Dinner was even worse because Henry had already finished all his homework. This was a rule that Regina had made before I returned. She tried to make pleasant conversation with me, but it usually ended with dead silence.

I asked Henry to pass me the salt one time. The look he gave me was like I had just asked him to hand over a plate full of worms. Sometimes he would glare at me, but when he looked at my arm, he would look away. Was it out of anger or guilt?

My Dad had taken over my Sheriff duties until I was back in action. I told him that I could take care of myself, but he said no until Dr. Whale cleared me.

Regina had bandaged my arm, but it was temporary. We had gone to see Dr. Whale, who gave me a few stitches. It hurt like hell, but it was nothing compared to Henry hating me. I was getting a taste of how Henry saw Regina when he called her the "Evil Queen".

So after all that fussing over me, I was starting my own routine. After Henry and Regina left, I would flop on the couch and watch tv. There wasn't anything exciting unless you count The Jerry Springer Show, Judge Judy, and Maury. Regina said it was going to "rot my brain". Sorry Regina, but I beat you to it by eating bear claws.

I ate food on the couch despite Regina having an extremely strict rule on no eating in the living room. I cleaned up and by "cleaning up", I meant ate what I could and shoved the rest under the couch cushions.

Popcorn was my favorite thing to eat so that I can dramatically throw popcorn at the television screen whenever Maury said, "You're not the father" or when a fight broke out in Jerry Springer. Let's just say that if I didn't "clean" my mess, Regina would scold me worse than she scolds Henry and that's saying a lot.

I sighed heavily when I stared at my arm that was wrapped in a bandage. It probably wasn't necessary to have a cast, but Regina made sure that I got one. I couldn't do anything with my arm since the cast made my arm itchy as hell and it wasn't going to be possible to move it at all. My fingers were barely working, so maybe the glass did more damage than I expected. I shuddered at the thought of this being a permanent injury.

Henry's game system was taunting me as though it was saying, "You can't play me with that useless arm of yours". I accepted the challenge and set it up. The PS4 was the newest model and I put in Deadpool. I was a big fan of the movie and Ryan Reynolds was a badass. Not like me, but close.

I looked at my hand to the controller and back again. Shit. This is going to a lot harder than I expected. Regardless, I never let something bother me or defeat me. I sure as hell wasn't going to let an electronic piece of plastic defeat me, even with my cast. It was easy to remember the controls, but moving the joysticks were trouble enough.

Dr. Whale didn't say if I necessarily had nerve damage. I don't know how much blood I lost either. I just remember Regina frantically trying to stop it. Taking out the glass was agonizing enough. I wouldn't be surprised if I will have scars, but that isn't an issue for me. After all, Regina has her lip scar and she doesn't let that bother her.

I had got pretty far in the game despite cursing as bad as any sailor at how much of a dick the control was being. I didn't even hear the door open when I accidentally dropped the controller when I was about to K.O. the "boss".

"You little piece of sh-"

"Emma, Language!"

I turned around and saw Henry. It was the first time he had talked to me. I was amused that the first he said to me was how I was about to say "shit". She is Regina's son.

"Hey Kid, I'm surprised that you're talking to me again."

Henry rolled his eyes, "Mom would have a fit if you said that in front of me."

He dropped his backpack next to the stairs, took off his shoes at the door, and came into the living room.

"Your mom won't like it if you leave your junk there."

"So?"

"Look Kid, you can't disobey your mom."

"Well, you're not my mom. I don't have to listen to you."

Those words really stung when he said that. He might be a teenager, but he was still my kid.

I turned off the tv and PS4 while making sure I put the controller away and the game back in its case. I was walking towards him and I saw him take a step back. What the hell?

"Henry?"

"I'll...I'll go put my stuff away."

Henry backed up and went to go put his backpack away in his room. I thought he would come back down, but I heard him slam his door.

I could've stayed down in the living room, but I was tired of Henry pulling this crap on me.

I walked up the steps, knowing very well that Henry could hear me.

I took a deep breath before knocking on his door. I didn't hear anything from him. I knocked, waited a few seconds, and then entered.

He was sitting on his bed and as I glanced around the room, I saw a shelf that had all of the birthday cards as well as gifts I had sent him over the years.

I pulled out the chair that he used to play on his laptop that was on his desk.

"Henry, I can't tell you how terribly sorry I am for not being here for you when you grew up."

He looked up at me with tears falling down his face, "Why didn't you want me?"

"Who said I didn't want you?"

"Mom did. You even said it yourself all those years ago!"

"Henry, I had no choice."

"Yeah, you did. You could've said no to my mom."

"Henry, you were better off without me. I couldn't even take care of myself, so how could I be expected to care for you?"

"You could've tried!"

Henry looked at my arm and then looked away.

"It looks worse than it is. You didn't mean to do it, Henry. Your mom wanted to make sure I couldn't get hurt any further, so she put this cast on me." I said while waving my arm around.

"I didn't mean it, Mom."

"You didn't mean what?"

"The things I said to you at the dinner table. I was just...so mad at you for leaving."

I got up from the chair and made my way to the other end of his bed.

"Henry, I know that you didn't mean it. You were and are a great kid. Your mom raised you the right way. You're right though, I should've been more present. I thought that if I kept my distance from you that you'd forget about me. Part of me hoped that you would."

"But how could I forget you? You're my mom!"

"One of them."

"What?"

"Regina's still your mom. She raised you, I was just a bonus."

Henry wiped his eyes and I sat down right next to him.

For a moment, he didn't look like that tough sixteen year old. Instead, he looked like the little boy that I had left behind.

He clung onto me tightly and I held him as close to me as possible.

"Don't leave this time, I'm sorry."

"I'm not going anywhere Kid."

"You promise?" He said when he looked up at me.

"I promise."

After he sat back, I ran my fingers through his hair to get his bangs out of his face.

"Mom, stop that." He said as he "fixed" his hair.

"Does it hurt?"

"A little bit, but what hurt more was that boss kicking my a...butt."

"I can help you if you want."

"I appreciate the offer, but in order for me to know I beat a game, I have to do it all myself."

"Can I watch at least?"

"Sure, but if I hear you laugh at me once, I'm turning it off."

xxx

Henry and I were in the living room when Regina came home. Henry was giving me pointers when I was killing Deadpool. He had helped me so much that I got very far in the game.

"Okay Mom, now you have to dodge his attack."

"Oh really? I thought I would stand there and let him blow me away."

Henry rolled his eyes, "Just beat this level already!"

"Hold your horses, Kid! Just gimme a second."

"Give me." Regina said.

I looked up, "Oh hey Regina, welcome home."

Regina chuckled, "You said 'gimme', but it's 'give me'."

"Why are you correcting my grammar? I'm not sixteen."

Henry raised an eyebrow.

"No offense."

"None taken."

"Dinner will be ready in thirty."

"Okay!"

Henry waited until Regina left before he took his controller back.

"Hey, you can't take that from me!"

"You were taking forever."

Henry easily beat the boss, went to the checkpoint to save, and started a new file.

"It's time for me to show you how the Master does it."

xxx

Dinner went without a hitch and I heard Henry actually laugh at my joke.

"Maybe you should call me 'Ma' so you don't get confused with me and your mom."

"Ma makes you sound old."

"Listen here you little brat, I'm not old!"

"That's not what your driver's license says."

"After dinner, I'll kick your butt."

"Emma, don't threaten our son at the dinner table."

"Did you just say our son?"

"Yes because he is our son. We might not be married, but we are both his mothers. It's only appropriate if you do live here...permanently."

"Permanently?"

"Really?!" Henry said while sounding so excited. He looked like an excited five-year-old.

"Emma hasn't accepted yet." Regina said calmly.

"Yes, Regina, I will!"

Henry and I high-fived together.

Regina chuckled, "I have two children now."