She slammed the door of the apartment behind her.

"Someone's in a bad mood."

She stared briefly at David before resuming her way to the couch. She was certain she'd find his face amused, but it was more serious than she ever remembered seeing. She stopped short when she reached the couch, however.

"Regina! Didn't see your car outside, I thought you hadn't arrived yet."

That's because when the matter in hand is my son, I won't waste time in transportation.

"I took a ride from David." she said instead.

"Emma, what happened?"

As if in answer to Mary Margaret the door flew open and a very angry-looking Neal stormed in, slamming the door behind him.

"Emma! You can't walk away like this. I know you don't want this to be true, but you have to listen!"

"Would someone mind explaining what is happening?" Regina spoke firmly before Emma could retort and begin the fight again.

"Neal wants me to believe that fairytales are true and that August is the reason from his faults."

"It is true, Emma! Can someone please tell her?" They both eyed the others expectantly.

An awkward silence filled the room for a moment.

"Ok, why don't we start at the beginning?" Mary Margaret said cautiously. She took a deep breath "What happened at the docks?"

"The ones who kidnapped Henry, I know them." Neal was faster than Emma "I met them when I first came to this world; they are working for Peter Pan. Their plan is for Greg and Tamara take Henry to Neverland, but once you set foot in that island, is almost impossible to leave. It took me more than a hundred years to escape."

"Why would Greg and Tamara be working for him? I thought they wanted to destroy-"

"Wait, do you believe in this craziness?" In the urgency of the news David had forgot Emma didn't remember anything related to magic "You are really telling me that you believe my son was kidnapped to be taken to Neverland?!"

They all exchanged uncertain looks.

"It's time for you to know the truth" Mary Margaret finally said "Where's Henry's book?"

"Upstairs. He gave me so I could 'read and remember'."

Snow looked at her husband and he immediately understood. He went quickly up to the bedroom to fetch it, while she took Emma's hand and guided the blonde to the sofa, sitting close to her. It took David just a minute to spot the big leather cover and return to his wife's and daughter's side in the tiny apartment. He held Snow's hand, both drawing courage from one another.

"The stories are true, Emma." She looked her daughter straight in the eyes, but Emma quickly turned away "I am Snow White and David is Prince Charming. And you, Emma Swan, are the Savior. You broke the curse and you made everyone remember who we really were."

She tried to get Emma's hand between hers, but the woman avoided the touch.

"So you're saying that you two are… my parents…?"

"Yes" Snow smiled gleefully and opened the book at her story, more precisely, at the ripped pages of her story "You remember these pages? The ones you and Henry ripped out so Regina wouldn't know who you were? That newborn baby in the drawing was you, Emma."

She looked sadly at the drawing of a sword flying in the direction of the Evil Queen.

"This was our wedding day. That's the reason there aren't any pictures of it in the apartment. The next page would be the day you were born and that your father was injured. That's why he was in a coma when you met him."

Emma risked a quick glance at Mary Margaret. She smiled sweetly and her hopeful eyes clearly expected a response from Emma. David's face was a mirror from his wife's.

"Mary, look, I know that the kid must've worked really hard to convince you both of this, but… If you were really my parents, shouldn't you be a little older?"

Mary Margaret's face fell.

"That's because of the curse." David was the one to talk now "We've been frozen in time until you got here."

"Yeah, yeah… Because stopping time isn't a bit like science fiction…"

David's face now fell too. Snow took a deep sigh.

"I know this is difficult for you to accept, Emma. You had trouble the last time also…"

"Regina, show her something!" everyone turned surprised to Neal "Anything!"

Regina exhaled hard from being drawn into the subject, but in the blink of an eye a purple smoke appeared in her hand, revealing pages after it cleared.

"Here, the missing pages. They are not the original ones, but what's written is the same. Your story, Miss Swan."

She handed them over to Emma, who analised slowly the pictures of the baby and of Prince Charming putting his daughter into the wardrobe.

"Nice trick, Regina. Didn't know you had time to practice illusions while having a town to run."

The older woman snarled.

"Can someone please enlight me with the reason we are having a family reunion when my grandson is missing?"

Regina was ready to make a snarky reply when Gold arrived with Belle on his heels. His expression was serious and he stood silently as everyone stared at him. It took a minute for Neal to set his mind in motion again after the sudden appearance and explain what was going on.

"Well, that's not quite a difficult situation. Are you all forgetting we have the benefit of magic?"

"No, no way. You are not using magic on her!" David jumped to his feet. Both his hands were clenched into tight fists as he held Rumpelstilskins' gaze.

Neal moved to put a hand on his shoulder.

"Dad, Blue told them that magic couldn't restore Emma's memories, only give her false ones. We are not doing this."

"If it would help Henry, maybe it was worth a shot." everyone snapped their heads to Regina, who simply shrugged "If we end up going to Neverland we can't afford to take someone who doesn't understand magic."

"No one's going to Neverland." Neal said firmly

"We are not putting Emma through this." It had been years that Regina didn't hear that tone in Snow's voice. The tone from a mother protecting her child.

"Hey, I'm right here!" Everyone turned to Emma "You're talking of me as if I had no choice of my own! I'm right here! What kind of sick joke is this that you are playing?"

"Well, for more that I, too, don't see a point in not using magic for it, we do have another choice." Rumpelstilskin approached Regina "You should know, deary. After all, it was you who created this town."

"Wait, you're saying that there's an object that can restore memories around here? I certainly didn't bring anything like it."

"Not an object, deary, a place. More accurately, one that stands for what should be Lake Nostos. One whose waters are said to have the power to return that which one has lost."

Everyone in the room stared confusedly at him. Realization slowly dawned on Belle as she recognized the words.

"The Wishing Well? Really?" All heads turned to Emma, surprise stamped on their faces "You're telling me that the Wishing Well can bring back my memories?"

"How do you know he was talking about it…?" Mary Margaret voiced everyone's question.

"August took me there on a date and read the plate" she shrugged, making Neal draw a deep breath and remind himself that August was an infant now.

"Well, we wouldn't lose anything by trying…" David said thoughtfully.

Regina rolled her eyes at the time they were wasting to just take Emma there. If what Neal was saying was true and Peter Pan was really involved, as much as she hated to admit, they'd need Emma and her magic with them to bring Henry back and what they just couldn't afford right now was an scared Emma that did things out of luck, such as slaying a dragon. And if they wouldn't move to take the woman where she needed to be, she would.

With a wave of her hand, a purple smoke encircled both she and Emma, revealing the green scenery amongst the trees when it cleared.

"Wow. I must admit, you're really good at these tricks, Regina. Now, can we please stop playing?"

"No, we can't. Not until you've drunk the water from the well. I still want a full report on what happened in the docks, but something tells me it will not end well and I know you feel it too."

"Regina, assuming that I believe in all this nonsense about magic, what would it change drinking or not from the well?"

"I know it's hard, but trust me, it would change a lot. The problem is not only you believing, but remembering what you could do."

Emma sighed.

"Ok, let's get this over with."

She pulled the rope until the bucket rested on the sill and looked to Regina. A glass suddenly appeared in her hand and she held out for Emma to take it. She filled half of it with the water.

"Just to warn you: when August brought me here, he also made me drink it in hopes that I'd start believing in fairytales... It obviously didn't work."

"Well, it's worth the shot."

Regina eyed her expectantly as she put the glass to her mouth. If she didn't know the woman, Emma would swear that she was holding her breath but she knew the older had absolutely no concern for her. About one thing she had been right, though: no matter what the men had said or Neal's trustfulness, she hadn't bought their lie for even a split second. Henry was still somewhere, alone, and he needed her. This was such a waste of precious time...

She let the cold liquid flow into her mouth and swallowed.