A/N: HI I'M NOT DEAD! So, I know a lot of you are probably pissed at me and probably have unfavorited or unfollowed my story, but part the extremely long, unplanned hiatus was that I lost my password and got a new computer, and it didn't recognize me. I was also in a time-consuming musical. So I'm back, yay! (hugs). Read on. I know, a whole season has passed, give me credit given I typed this around six months ago... Please?

One Season Later…

Emma's POV

Henry's dead. I thought in disbelief. My son is dead.

I just stood in the hospital in disbelief, trying to comprehend what had happened. I had only known Henry for a few months, then he was ripped away again. The machines that had previously been going crazy, were completely flatlined. There are no words to describe to what losing a child feels like.

In the back of my mind, I heard Regina crying, but I didn't know what to do. Henry was my son, and he was all I had left to remind me of Neal, but he was his own person. I came to love him, even though I gave him up. Giving up Henry was the worst mistake I ever made in my life. If only I'd believed him, he wouldn't have eaten the apple tart, and he wouldn't be here now. What was I supposed to do? He was gone, he couldn't be saved. I missed out on the only ten years of life that he had. Even though I had only known him for a few months, I had to say goodbye.

"I love you, Henry." I whispered and kissed his forehead. A sudden rush of wind burst out from Henry and I, and I felt everyone around me stagger back. Maybe they were remembering their own lives, or just in shock that I kissed Henry goodbye and Regina didn't. Suddenly, Henry sat up gasping. It was something out of a fairytale, and I guess Henry was right.

"Henry!" I exclaimed, just happy that he was alive. Suddenly. I heard Mother Superior speak to Regina.

"If I were you, Your Majesty, I'd find a place to hide." She said, and I looked at Regina in surprise. What? Your Majesty? Regina basically pushed me out of the way to get to Henry, who was just getting his breathing under control.

"Henry, no matter what you hear, I do love you." Regina said hastily, and ran out of the hospital, knocking over Dr. Whale in the process.

"Mom, you saved me." Henry said in disbelief. "I thought you didn't believe."

He called me Mom. I realized. I smiled. I also remembered something that Henry told me when I first came to town. He told me that I was the savior, and that I would break the curse. He also told me who my parents were. Snow White and Prince Charming.

"Well, I guess saving people runs in the family. Like father like daughter, right?" I joked, and hugged Henry again. He got out of bed, and the hospital almost started shaking. I heard a rumbling. There was a giant, purple cloud that was covering the town like a blanket. I officially had no idea what was going on anymore. I didn't even pretend that I knew what the purple cloud was. I turned to the resident fairytale expert, Henry.

"What is that?" I asked.

"Something bad." Henry answered.

That's encouraging. I thought uneasily. The cloud came and shattered glass everywhere. I dropped to the floor, but Henry just stood there dumbstruck.

"Henry! Get down!" I called panicked and shoved him to the ground. Okay, so I wasn't one of the gentlest mothers in the world. My son was in trouble, and even if I hurt him, it would be better than him dying again. A person can only go through that once. As soon as the cloud came, it disappeared. I was so confused.

Everyone cautiously rose cautiously and looked around. Why was everyone still here? According to Henry, when the curse was broken, everyone was supposed to be sent back. After a moment of silence, I still hadn't heard anything from Henry, and I didn't know if he was hurt or not.

"Are you okay, kid?" I asked, and Henry nodded. He stood up, and he looked out the window. Well, what was left of the window.

"Mom, are you ready to go see your mom?" Henry asked smiling like a maniac. My mom? She was here?

"Wonder where she'll be…" I said, daring myself to daydream for the first time in a long time.

"Wherever your dad is, of course." Henry chimed in.

"Why didn't I think of that?" I said, and Henry and I started to walk down the stairs. The town was just recovering, and I saw two people standing in the street hugging. From a distance, I could see that my dad was one of them. So that meant the woman who he was hugging was my… mother.

Henry and I walked over to them, and I was pretty much in complete shock. I just stared at my mom and dad for a minute, not sure what to do. Dad noticed me standing there, and broke apart from my mom and hugged me.

"Emma, thank God you're okay." Dad said.

"Emma?" Mom asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"You did it." Mom said, and pulled me into a big hug. She was starting to cry, so naturally Dad got in on the family hug, too.

"A-and all this time… I just thought… I don't even know. Oh, my God." Mom said, crying into my shoulder. "I thought I'd never see you again."

"Come on, Mom." I tried to joke. "I thought you had more than that in Dad."

"Eh…" Mom said, and I burst out laughing.

"Hey!" I heard Dad exclaim.

"In her defense, you couldn't even cook freaking Easy Mac, Dad." I supplied, and Mom looked at Dad in disbelief.

"What part of that don't you understand? Did you just put everything in the microwave for the past twenty-eight years?" She criticized jokingly.

"Basically." I piped up.

"I still love you anyway. I need to teach you to do everyday things, but I'll deal with it." Mom said, smiling. I'd never seen a smile like that from anyone. Henry smiled up at me, and I hugged him.

"You found your family." He stated.

"Henry, you found my family." I said.

"It's so weird." Mary-Margaret stated as she walked into their house. "To know that all this time, you were living right down the street, and I had no idea. I mean, I knew who you were, but… wow."

"You were my kindergarten teacher, Mom. Imagine how weird this is for me." I responded.

"I'll never forget that one time I took you to the office and you thought you died because of it." Mom said. That wasn't ringing a bell with me.

"What?" I asked.

"Remember? You went to the office to get picked up, and you got in a car crash. When I heard that, my heart stopped and I had no idea why. I just thought that it was because you were a little kind and…" Mom said. "But it really struck a chord with me."

"I don't remember that. Who picked me up that day?"

Mom looked like she was digging deep into her memories, as if she could almost grasp the name with the face. Then, a look of horror swept across her, her body stiffened up, and she almost couldn't get the word out.

"Regina." She almost whispered. "Oh, God. She tried to leave, didn't she? Oh, God, it's all my fault. I'm so sorry, Emma."

"I-it's okay, Mom. I don't remember that." I said. "I just remember a hospital bed, and lights and beeping. Probably the machines."

"This family reunion thing doing miracles for you without the therapy." Dad said, and Mom turned to face him.

"You're not mad that I almost killed our daughter?" Mom asked, and Dad shook his head.

"You didn't almost kill Emma. Regina almost killed Emma." Dad said, and Mom breathed a sigh of relief. I heard Dad mutter something like: "I've had those moments."

A/N: Yeah, did you like it? I love to harp on how Charming can't cook. Kinda reminds me of my dad. But you guys were really good with leaving comments and messages and stuff last time, so can you do that again? Thanks!