This is a new one shot collection I am going to be doing, based off a prompt list I found on Tumblr. I'm going to get around to doing all of them, but if you have a particular one you'd like to see next, let me know. I chose Swanfire for this, because we don't have a lot of kisses for them.

We're starting off with #40. It may not technically be the exact prompt but I felt the town line scene fit it.

Emma tried to say that she never had regrets. But if she was being real, she had one.

She hadn't gone to lunch with Neal and now Storybrooke was crashing around them. It wasn't her fault; no, the blame fell on Neal's evil grandfather. However, she was about to cross the town line and forget the truth. That he hadn't abandoned her because he never loved her. In fact, it was the opposite, he loved her.

At least she had admitted that she would always love him. Forgetting the truth about why he left her, wouldn't change that.

"Hey," Neal broke her out of her thoughts. "This isn't over. I'll see both of you again."

Emma stared at him for a moment. She wanted to believe that more than anything. She wanted to believe that fate would lead them back to that town. It had once before, but things were different now. Henry was going to forget everything, he wouldn't have ever been raised by Regina in this new set of memories. He couldn't save her like he had before and she couldn't him. They'd both be trapped. And who knew what would become of their family and friends while they were back in the Enchanted Forest.

"Henry," Emma's voice came out shaky. "Go over to your mom."

Henry obliged. Emma stepped closer to Neal, grasping his hand.

"I love you," she whispered.

"Emma…"

"I'm not just saying this because Storybrooke is about to disappear. I love you, Neal Cassidy. Always have, always will."

A watery smile went across Neal's face. "I love you."

"This is the last time we're going to see each other for…who knows how long." She looked around. Henry was back to talking with Regina. Her parents were watching them but that was it. "So, you better make this last."

Gripping onto his jacket, Emma kissed him. He deepened it and for a moment, she was brought back to their days on the run. She always felt safe when she was with him. Why had she spent these past few weeks ignoring that the fact that she wanted this again?

Now, it felt like they were never going to have it.

Eventually, Emma pulled away from him. He gave her another brave smile, both clearly willing themselves not to cry. Turning to her parents, she gave one final wave before Henry's hand slid through her own.

They walked to the bug, each getting in on their respective sides. Emma held onto the kiss as she drove. She replayed the way it felt on her lips, driving as slowly as possible.

Emma Swan held on tight to her last kiss with Neal Cassidy as she drove over the town line and her memories of everything that made her feel safe, vanished.