The pixie cut woman sent Neal, Everett and Brad to carry her husband to the master bedroom then left him alone to sleep for a while. She gathered herself to sit down on the bar stool. It left Henry to feel awkward again because he was cornered by too many women in the kitchen since the men carried themselves out.

Emma caressed her chin while looking down at the floor. The brown-haired boy sat down on the empty chair where Emma was sitting before and looked at other women who were in their silence. Mary Margaret ran her hand on her face while blinking several times. Amy and Julie sent their concerned looks at each other while waiting for her to speak up but no words at all.

The blonde woman turned around to look out through the doors. She noticed that she had a pool outside but remembered that she used to jump in an inflatable pool when she was young. But at this time, they had a cemented pool that shaped like a guitar. Emma felt awkward when she saw everything that was new to her since her absence for ten years. It rang her out when her son cleared his throat and continued.

"Mom, I feel awkward when you all cornered me out."

"Oh, I'm sorry baby. Ok, I think that you and I have to go."

"Wait a minute, where are you going?" It was her mother who was speaking softly to her oldest daughter. Henry looked up at his mom with a curiosity. He always got in his curiosity in his mom's conversations with people before.

"To Granny's Inn for a room?" Emma responded while shrugging. Amy watched their conversation back and forth but her mouth just opened with no words. Julie gently closed her mouth and raised her eyebrows at the redhead woman. Other made a silly face at her.

"Nonsense. You have your old bedroom upstairs. We haven't been touched them since you left. It's same as before. Some needed to adjust because your father decided to remodel this house four years ago. Your room just got bigger than Amy's room. Henry could sleep in Neal's old bedroom. Everett and Julie stays in his room. It leaves Amy alone to sleep in the attic because she practically sleeps there." Mary Margaret explained with a smile.

"Mom! You put me in the attic!?" Amy shouted at her mother while Julie and Henry chuckled. Emma rolled her eyes and responded.

"I know you well, you hated your old room which it was the study room. You always hated the sunlight that beamed through your windows therefore you put your bed in a wrong place."

"Oh shush!" The loud redhead woman waved her dismissal hand.

"So, you stomped away to the attic which it has a little window so you could sleep in a dark room. Like a goth vampire coming out in the coffin." The blonde actress replied with a chuckle. Henry flashed a smile when he heard his favorite character from Hotel Transylvania. Amy barely shouted at her oldest sister and glanced over at her mom who was nodding to agree with Emma.

"It's not fair that you bailed me out to the attic." The loud redhead woman got mad at her mom while crossing her arms. Julie gave a thumbs up at her new nephew. Henry shook his head at her new aunt. Emma winked at her sister and pocketed out her car keys then continued.

"Henry, why not you get our bags out from our SUV? So, we will get settled up in there once Mary Margaret shows us to our bedrooms then we could make it up with our stories from California to share with others in the family room. Sounds good?"

"It sounds great, mom!" The brown-haired boy grabbed the keys and ran toward the front door. Mary Margaret laughed. Julie turned around to face her new sister and spoke lightly.

"Let me help him and I think that you need a talk with your mom right now. Amy, come with me."

Amy scoffed while walking away. Emma sent her thanks toward her new sister-in-law. It left them alone in the kitchen while David was still sleeping. Only the silence floated in the air between the ladies in the kitchen. No one wanted to open the conversation. The blonde woman looked around in the kitchen and spoke lightly.

"Wow, the kitchen absolutely look beautiful since last time."

"Thanks, it remodeled six months ago and I just wanted this kitchen to look homely before Christmas." Mary Margaret looked around herself with a nod. Emma smiled at herself when she looked at the photo on the wall and continued.

"Is it me in there?" The pixie cut woman went back to her daughter and glanced over her shoulder to see the photo of her and Emma in her tummy. She smiled at herself and nodded with a tear on her cheek. It left Emma speechless when she saw her mother nodding and started to cry.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She ran toward her mother and embraced her with a good cry. Mary Margaret was out of the blue when her daughter embraced her tightly and brought her arms around her waist to hug her back. They sniffled and laughed together. The pixie cut woman shook her head and continued.

"My darling. You stop apologizing like you lost a puppy on the street. It's not your fault. I just knew that our past had some difficult things. I wish that we could rewind back and fix everything but it is impossible to do it. It should be me who need to apologize to you. It's my fault to let you go away."

"Mom, no." Emma let a whimper out while shaking her head furiously. Mary Margaret nodded with a sad smile. She let it continue without stopping for no words. The blonde woman shut her eyes and her tears just broke out on her eyes and dripping wet on her mother's cozy cardigan.

"No, Emma. It's me who sent you away. It's not your fault. I should hold you on to me and apologize over and over again. I should know that I wanted to see you happy with her before. It's my mistake to break your heart and this time, I promise that I won't break your heart like I did before. You should know that your father made me realize that I lost you before and I won't lose you again at this time. Please forgive me for anything I did wrong to make you go away. Please, my darling."

It left the ladies to cry again. Mary Margaret tried to be stronger for her oldest daughter and wiped Emma's tears away on her cheeks. The blonde woman sniffled and let her head rest on her shoulder. The pixie cut woman closed her eyes and embraced her tightly. It was a silence between them once again.

A/N: Is it breaking your heart when Mary Margaret did it to her daughter? Well, find out for yourself later.

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