Joylee requested 41 on the list. This one is canon divergent of 2x21/2x22. Neal doesn't fall through the portal and is there in the mines with the Charming-Mills Family.

Neal has always hated magic. Maybe there was a time when he was young that it seemed cool and mystical, but he can't remember those days now. All he remembers is that magic destroys lives. It separated him from his father. It made him lose the Darlings. Because magic existed, he was forced to walk away from the girl he loved.

Now, because of magic, he was potentially going to lose not just her, but everyone he cared about, all over again.

Neal huddles on the other side of Henry, near a woman he barely knows. He's just gotten to know his son. Regina could have told him more than Emma about him. They never got that chance. Once again, power and magic took over her life, making it impossible for her to care about much else.

Emma takes a step forward. "You may not be strong enough," she says to Regina. "But maybe we are."

Henry and Neal pull away from Regina, watching as the two women's eyes connect. They don't have long and have to put their faith in Emma. The two guys run with Snow and David around the corner to protect themselves in case anything goes wrong. Even so, as the three of them shield the youngest member of their group, they look out at Emma and Regina. They want to believe more than anything that they can stop this thing. Good and evil, the savior and the queen.

Emma focuses magic that Neal didn't know she had three days ago on the swarming orb in Regina's hands. For a moment, it only grows stronger. Henry's nails dig into Neal's palms and he squeezes back tightly. He won't leave him. He won't let him down.

Then the orb drags apart. Little by little, the blue and white lights begin to dissipate. Regina and Emma smile at each other, clearly focusing harder on what's in front of them. Neal watches in amazement feeling David's hand squeeze his shoulder and Snow's arm loop through his own.

Maybe magic isn't an entirely bad thing after all.

Soon, the light is gone and the force of it knocks everyone back in different directions. The blue diamond falls with a crackle onto the rock below and fizzles to black. The earthquake comes to a halt and everything is steady. Quiet.

"We're alive," David says.

"Emma!" Mary Margaret cries out.

The two clamber off the ground and run to wrap their daughter in a hug. Neal walks over to her, extending a hand. She laces her fingers through his own. Her admission of love before he nearly fell through the portal rings through his head. He doesn't say anything about that, though. Instead, he just gives her a gentle look.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Emma pulls him into her arms and embraces him with a quick kiss. When they pull apart, their hands stay connected. There's still so much to talk about, so much to do, but they have time for that now. Emma and Regina just saved Storybrooke.

"We did it," Emma says to Regina as she walks over. The older woman is putting the diamond into her pocket.

"Yes, we did."

David smiles. "Got to hand it to Henry, he's right about a lot of things."

"Yes, he is," Emma says. "Isn't that right kid?"

But when they turn around, no one is there.

"Henry!" Regina, Neal and Emma call out in near unison.

They search the mines until Emma drops to her knees. She picks something up and it takes Neal a minute to realize that it's Henry's backpack. His heart drops into his stomach. No, this can't be happening. Not now.

"What is it?" Snow asks.

Emma's voice is firm, but defeated. "They took him."

The world may have been saved externally, but inside it was just beginning to crumble down.