I only have two constant reviews, (thanks guys btw) and I know some people hate asking for reviews but I am not one of them so…

04/06 – So my family are listening to the One Love concert in Manchester on TV right now and I feel I should be watching it but I am not in the right headspace for it right now. Hopefully writing will help.

07/06 – It took me like 5 days to write this chapter and I'm not entirely happy with it. Google helped. And Danica-SQ. And anything inaccurate is for dramatic effect so…


April 4th 2017

"My mom's dying, isn't she?"

Three heads turned to the corner where the teen was sat. They remained silent for a few seconds before they all reacted at once. Regina jumped from the bed and ran to her sons' side, wrapping her arms around him. Whale appeared flustered, looking between the blonde and the other duo, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled for something to say. Emma remained silent, watching the doctor who hadn't denied what Henry had said, before she looked to her girlfriend and son, who appeared to have noticed the same thing.

"Well you might as well just come out and say it Whale, I think we all know what you're going to say…"

x x x

After the conversation with Whale, it had been Regina that had excused herself from the room and left quickly. Henry had stood to go after her, but Emma stopped him, climbing stiffly from the bed before following the mayor from the room. She'd found the brunette sat in the family room, tears running silently down her face, soaking into the dark sweater of Henry's she'd retrieved from her car.

Emma had stopped in the doorway, not sure whether to approach the usually composed woman, and only did so when she noticed the blonde stood watching her.

"Emma, are you crazy? You're supposed to be resting. This isn't a joke you know, you need to take it seriously…" Emma didn't say anything, instead dropped to her knees in front of her girlfriend and wrapped her arms around her.

"Gina, I have survived being sent through a tree as a newborn, being raised in the system, sleeping on the streets, going to prison, giving up my son, being stabbed…" She paused as Regina raised her brow. "… yeah, I'll tell you that story later… my son finding me, moving states overnight, constant battles with villains, moving through realms, losing my memory, losing my magic…" She took a deep breath. "I will be fine Gina, a collection of cells in my head is not going to stop me."

After a little more convincing, Emma managed to coax Regina back to the hospital room, where Henry was waiting, impatiently. He wrapped his arms around both his mother's together and the three stood in silence, tear tracks covering all three faces, holding each other together.

x x x

Soon after, Regina had left, stating she had 'an errand to run', and Henry, still worried about his other mother's health, had gone down to the hospital cafeteria to get her something to eat. When he returned, they had eaten together, watched a movie and talked about Henry's current classes. The pair remained sat together, dozing with Henry's head on Emma's shoulder, her head resting against his, until sudden loud noises outside the room made them jolt awake.

She could hear Regina trying to speak quietly, but she was using her authoritative mayoral voice which Emma was attuned to. "I know you're desperate to see her but her last couple of days have been really difficult for her, she's probably resting. I am not saying you can't see her but…" The blonde could not hear anymore words, just hushed, angry murmurings which Emma assumed were coming from Snow. Her assumptions were confirmed when another female voice rose.

"I am her mother. You cannot tell me that she is in hospital, again, but I cannot go to her, who do you think you are?! You are not my moth…" Emma cringed at her mother's words, taking a breath as Charming interrupted.

"Snow, it's ok, calm down… She, just like you, is thinking of Emma. Let's just…" The rest of the words were muffled, and Emma sighed, realising the three of them were about to enter. She looked to Henry who shrugged, slipping off the bed from where he was sat, moving back to the chair, just in time for the door to open, the older of the brunettes poking her head in.

"Emma..?" Emma could see the stress lines almost permanently etched onto her face.

"It's ok Gina, you can let them in…" Regina nodded, opening the door wider as she entered, going to sit beside her son. Emma leant forward in the bed as Snow and David both stepped through the doorway. Though she was nervous about explaining the whole situation to her parents, just seeing them seemed to relax her to the point where she welcomed the hug they both wrapped around her. Snow had her arms tightly around the blonde's shoulders, while David had one arm wrapped around his wife and one around his daughter. Emma sank into the hug, the emotions of the past few days hitting her all at once.

David pressed a kiss to the top of her head before stepping back, moving over to his grandson who he hugged tightly too, as Emma sobbed into her mother's shoulder. Slowly, the blonde began explaining the situation, briefly covering losing her magic, the purpose of being in Boston, the seizures, up until that morning's talk with Whale.

During the course of the story, the tears had dried and she'd settled back to the bed, keeping hold of the hand Henry had grabbed as he'd heard parts of the story for the first time. As she began to explain that morning, she was watching Regina, trying not to upset the brunette any more than she already was.

"So obviously I've had scans and tests, and have been informed this morning that there is a small mass in my brain which he assumes is why I lost my magic, and he assumes the placement is what is causing my seizures…" she mumbled the rest of the sentence, looking down at her hands. "…and my other symptoms… Anyway, he's scheduled a biopsy, just to confirm what we know…" She looked at each of them in turn. "That it is benign and will cause no problems once it is removed." She heard a sob from her mother, a cough hiding surprise from her father and felt her son squeeze her hand, but it was Regina she was watching, willing her to believe in what she was saying.

"This time next week, this whole problem will be sorted and I will be back sheriffing and protecting Storybrooke…" There was silence from the rest of the room, but they were all thinking the same thing.

What if it wasn't?