Emma woke up after only an hour of sleep. The alarm on her phone rang through the hauntingly silent room. She saw that she had 21 missed calls from Snow, as well as five texts from Red. Naturally, she ignored them.

It took her all of ten minutes to get dressed and ready to leave. No goodbyes were to be said, as she wanted to disappear as subtly as possible. She wasn't even planning on seeing her parents. It was best that she just get out of town, before people realized she was wasn't there.

Emma made one stop before hitting the road for good. The morning air was cool and slightly frigid as the season came closer to autumn. Light fog spread through the town and made it hard to see clearly.

The Savior walked through the grounds with heavy footsteps as she arrived at the one, and only, farewell to be said. No one was around this time, which gave Emma the privacy she needed. It wasn't exactly a moment she wanted to share with anyone else. It had to be done one-on-one, but it also had to be quick. She laid out the few items she'd collected over the past two and half years and blessed them the way she'd seen Regina do once before.

Emma took one last, slow breath. She pressed her fingers to her lips and laid them on the raised letters. With her eyes closed, she let out a soft whisper, "I will always love you."

Snow left Regina speechless in her own home. She'd said everything that mattered, and she prayed to whatever forces that were out there that Regina would listen to her. She believed what she told Regina; the brunette was the only person who could get Emma to stay. As painful as it was to admit it, the moment Red mentioned the way Regina had looked into Emma's eyes, Snow knew it was real. Granted, it was all happening rather quickly for her to wrap her head around, but it only made sense. There was an undeniable chemistry between Regina and Emma, but no one ever thought it would lead to romance- especially not Snow. She hadn't told David she was going too see Regina, as there was no time to waste.

While Regina froze in the spot Snow had left her in, the faint echo of Emma's voice ricocheted in her mind. "I'll be visiting Henry before I leave. You should see him in the morning." Was it code for something? Was a hidden message in a bottle? No matter the reason, Regina followed the blonde's instructions. If it was her last request, then Regina would at least try and honor it.

She arrived in a swirl of purple smoke- a mode of transportation she hadn't utilized in quite some time. Using magic became nothing more than a reminder of the prices she'd paid over the years. It was as though she'd finally realized she didn't need it for everything, but that she wanted it.

Regina nearly dropped to the ground when she saw it. She'd never expected that that's what Emma was trying to tell her. The closer she got, the heavier her heart became.

Henry's gravestone had been decorated with a bouquet of flowers, a greeting card with his name scribbled on the outside envelope, candles, and two pictures: one of the young boy with Emma- the same one Regina had seen- and one of him with Regina. She didn't even know how Emma had gotten access to the photo.

A candle sat in each corner of the plaque, and the flowers were placed in the spaces between them, as if they connected the flames. The envelop was propped against against a candle and had not been opened. Regina fought the temptation to read it; it was between Emma and Henry.

She couldn't believe Emma had done all of that. Henry's headstone hadn't been touched since it'd been planted. No one had left so much as a dandelion for him. They'd all been afraid to. If they acknowledged that it was there, that meant Henry was truly never coming back. They knew their beloved teenager was gone, but it was just the thought of adding anything to his resting place that sent them into a state of denial.

As Regina admired Emma's additions, she realized they'd all been wrong. It didn't tarnish Henry's memory nor his grave. If anything, it added the little bit of life it needed. The irony brought a small amount of closure to Regina.

It wasn't long until she was jolted back to reality. She took one glance at her watch and realized it was almost eleven. Emma hadn't said what time she was leaving, only that it was in the morning. If Snow was right, could she stop the blonde? "Dammit, Emma," Regina swore under breath. With one last look at Henry's newly refurbished shrine, Regina evaporated into thin air.