The journey back to Storybrooke had gone smoother than anyone could have hoped for. It was the emotional rollercoaster of the return that would be bumpy. Snow knew Emma was struggling with the decision before her, and Emma knew it wasn't fair to keep them both in limbo. Snow and Charming arranged for the first weekend back for Henry to stay with Regina to give Emma time to think. Bae was still catching up with his dad and Belle and Hook spent most of his time aboard his now docked ship. Emma barely even left her bedroom.

David came down the day after the return with Emma's politely rejected dinner. He set it on the counter and sighed.

"She won't eat anything, and I can see she's barely slept a wink all night. We can't let her go on like this, Snow." David walked over and gently placed his hand over his wife's. "We need to talk to her. I know we can't influence her, but we should at least try and get her to talk about what she's thinking." Snow groaned, David was right, but that didn't mean Emma would open up easily.

Emma heard the gentle tap on the door. She looked up to see both her parent's smiling gently at her. She flopped back down on her bed, not in the mood for a heart to heart. She felt the bed sag as her mom sat on the edge of the bed, and her dad at the foot of it. Snow squeezed Emma's shoulder.

"I know this isn't easy for you Emma," She said quietly. "But this isn't good for you, laying here like this. We just want to know what you're thinking so we can support you." David nodded earnestly.

"You wanna know what I'm thinking?" Emma sniffed, sitting up. She wrapped her arms defensively around her knees and stared at the bed. "Well, I'll tell you what I'm thinking then! I'm thinking that this whole situation is totally screwed up! One man breaks my heart time and time again, but he's different now, older. And I still have feelings for him, but I moved on when I thought he'd died. And who do I move on to? The sensible, caring family man? Oh no, I get feelings for the charismatic pirate! The one who makes me go weak at the knees when he smiles at me, but in the back of my head I can't help but wonder who else he's smiling to like that. And I can't even think about just me in all this. It's not just Emma faces the world anymore. Where if it all goes pear shaped, I just hit the ground running. Nope, I have a stupid family now! I'm a ruddy mom! Whatever I do now, I think of Henry first. And please, don't get me wrong I would do anything for my son, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt sometimes." Snow just let it all come out of Emma, Emma had been needing this rant since, well, since they'd found out Bae was alive. When Emma had stopped, she burst into frustrated tears. David scooted up the bed so Emma was squished between her parents.

"I'm glad you've finally addressed these feelings, Emma," Snow said, rubbing circles on Emma's back. "Mostly because now we can help you." David took Emma's tear soaked face in his hands and turned it so he and his daughter were eye to eye. He wiped the tears away with his thumbs.

"You're right, it's not just Emma faces the world anymore. But that doesn't have to be a bad thing. Emma has parents now, parents who can listen to her, and give her advice if she just asks for it." Emma gave a loud sob.

"I don't know what to do." She sobbed. Snow and David's hearts broke for their daughter. Just once, couldn't she have an easy choice? Snow reached to Emma's chest, and put a hand just over where her heart was beating.

"This heart," She said kindly. "Is one of the best hearts of all time. If it wasn't for this heart, and its ability to love and think of others before itself, I would be dead." Snow used her free hand to cup Emma's cheek. "I think you should listen to it. That's how you'll know what to do." Emma sighed, and got up out the bed, grabbing her coat.

"I need some air." She mumbled before leaving.

"Emma, Emma wait!" She heard her mother call after her, but she needed time to think.

Hours later, Emma was still thinking, just swinging back and forth at the play park. She was smiling now though, she was thinking about something different. Her mother was right; she had to listen to her heart to find her answers. She felt someone wrap their arms around her shoulders. She turned to see who it was and smiled, in her heart as well as on her face.

"You're exactly who I needed to see. I know I've made the right decision."

But who? Who is behind Emma? This, my good readers, is where I turn to you. You've been such great supports throughout this whole story, giving me wonderful reviews and ideas just when I needed them the most. So, to thank you for that, I would like you to help me decide Emma's choice. Out of these three options, which do you want to be the final result?

Emma to choose Hook

Emma to choose Bae

Or Emma to choose neither of them, and to focus on her family. The choice is yours! I've set up a poll and the most popular choice by 10am on 21/07/2013 (well, in the UK anyway for those reading from outside my little country :P) will be the choice made in the final chapter. Thank you again for all your support! Until Sunday :)