I was starting to seem less weird to everybody at the camp, but Charlotte, since she wasn't a fairytale, was less easily accepted.
"Why is a human here?", asked Regina.
"Because she's my family!"
"I thought we were your family."
"You are. But so is she."
"Whatever."
My Papa didn't mind, because he knew Charlotte was important to me, and Bae was okay with it because he felt the same way about Wendy.
They were both my family, but my Papa and Bae were at odds about something. And I was pretty sure I knew what. Emma. I had to set that straight.
"You have to stop", I told them both.
"Stop what?"
"Fighting over Emma."
"But I love her", they both said, then looked at each other.
"First of all, it's weird that my father and my brother are fighting over a girl."
Neither had an argument for that.
"Second, Papa, you're sort of like Henry's step-grandfather, it would be awkward if you were with his mother."
He started to object, but I stopped him.
"It's weird. This family tree is messed up enough as it is."
"What do you mean?"
"Between any two people, there should be at most one familial relationship. For someone who had a relationship with a person's grandmother to have a relationship with that same person's mother is just wrong. And I think it's incense. Just... don't."
"But I love Emma."
"I doubt that. Most people have only one true love. A rare few have two, but it usually doesn't take as long as it did with you and Emma to find out. It's probably just an infatuation."
"But -"
"Also, you hit on Snow, and on Regina, and on Tinkerbell... and Tinkerbell was after you declared your 'love' for Emma."
"So, you don't want me to be with Emma?"
"No, not really."
"Then fine. Whatever you want, Elizabeth."
He walked away.
"Why did you do that?", asked Bae.
"You heard, didn't you? Exactly why I said. Besides. Henry deserves both his parents. Together."
"Emma doesn't remember who I am, other than the jerk that broke her heart. She doesn't remember the part where she almost gave me a second chance."
I looked up at him. "She will."
A/N: Just to be clear, the shipping does not necessarily reflect my views as the writer. They reflect Elizabeth's views, as I can't see her (or anyone, for that matter) shipping her father with her brother's baby momma.
