"I want to see the guy we hit!" Tamara insisted again.
"For the ten billionth time, he is a criminal!"
"Then lock him up and let me see him."
"Why do you want to see him so badly?"
"To apologize for hitting him."
"I'll give him your regards."
Tamara rolled her eyes. "How's my husband doing?"
"He's going to be okay. The surgery was a success."
"Good to know."
Regina walked to the Charmings' apartment, knocking on the door with her eyes rolled. It was opened by Henry. "Regina! We've been looking everywhere for you."
"I know, because you think I murdered someone."
"No, because we know you didn't."
"What?"
"He's not really dead."
"Oh. Well..."
"Ana! Come on! Your mom's here!"
Ana came thundering down the steps. "Regina!"
"Hello, dear. It's good to see you."
"It's good to see you too, Mom. I love you."
"I love you too."
Rumpelstiltskin looked down at Belle. "I'm going to try True Love's Kiss."
"You really think that will work, Papa?"
"It's worth a shot. It almost broke me of the Dark Cure, Bae. This is a simple case of memory loss... on which True Love's Kiss doesn't work." He sighed.
"Why don't you try to trigger her memory somehow?"
"Because this is magic, Bae, not amnesia." He frowned. "Maybe a very powerful object will work..."
Emma sat beside Neal, Kelly, and Jessie in their room at Granny's, trying to pick which house they liked best. None of them seemed right. The blue house was too cramped, the red one was too big, the yellow one was right by the sea, which Neal didn't like, the gray one was too old-fashioned... Maybe the problem wasn't really the houses, though. Maybe it was their house in Tallahassee, which they still owned, as they had not yet sold it. They would sell it to buy a house in Stroybrooke, but once they did that, they would never go back to Tallahassee. Their old lives would be over. She had family here, her parents, who she had wanted to know about her whole life. Friends she had made over the past year. And yet she was afraid to make it official. She had used to be unable to make anything official, until she agreed to marry Neal. She remembered how that day had gone; she had very nearly backed out of the wedding. Eventually, Neal convinced her, but the prospect had always scared her. Now, of course, she had no doubts about being married to Neal, but there was something drawing her away from this town. Perhaps it was simply that the town was dangerous. It was, undeniably. Maybe she just didn't want the kids growing up here. They were going to, though. It was happening.
A/N: I predict this story will be ending soon. It was going to go on longer, but reviewing the arcs, it's basically just echoing the show now, and besides, it seems to have reached its logical conclusion. Also I suck at updating fanfiction and at my rate going on too much longer would take another ten years (it's already been three!). So, this isn't the last chapter, but I don't think it's far from it. Thanks to all the loyal readers!