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"She should be back by now" worried Snow pacing back and forth constantly turning her ring, the emerald sparkling every time it hit the light.

"She'll be fine Snow, she's a grown woman." Cooed James his heart squeezing as he sore Snow flinch at the words 'grown woman' he still couldn't believe it, in his mind he had held Emma in his arms; a small baby no more than a few minutes old, yesterday.

"It wasn't supposed to work out like this, she wasn't supposed to react so-" Charming pulled her into his arms trying so desperately to comfort her. He didn't need her words, he felt what Snow did, that lost, that unbearable regret and agony at what they had done. "She just found us. I don't understand why she would run away."

"Its what she does." Sighed Charming holding back the pain that fact caused him.

"I thought… thought that maybe she'd be happy, we're together now." James was thankful that that was the moment Henry chose to run down the stairs, he couldn't bear to hear the complete confusion in Snows voice, of course Emma wasn't happy, they had placed her in an awful world, left her vulnerable when all they were supposed to do was protect her, that was there job as parents and they had failed.

"When's Emma coming back?" Snow changed almost instantly into the loving, sweet woman kneeling down in front of her grandson… grandson oh the thought was enough to make James stomach turned, who had dishonored his daughter, who had left her pregnant and alone?

"She'll be home soon sweetie, how about some hot chocolate?"

"Yeah okay" Snow placed an arm round his shoulder leading him into the kitchen, willing herself to believe her words, Emma would be back soon, she would unlock that door and everything would fine, they would be the family like they were always supposed to be.

The phone rang pulling both parents from there worlds of worry. Charming was the first to reach it jumping at it as if afraid it would disappear. "EMMA?! Oh, Archie… Okay calm down… She fine… no Emma is, she's um, out… no I don't know when she will be back… What's going on… I'll be right there." He smashed the phone down turning back to Snow only to find her already putting on her coat.

"What's happened?" she asked as she threw him his jacket.

"Whale has assembled a mob to attack Regina." They moved instantly, Marry Margaret and David completely disappeared, they were Prince James and Snow White ready to face there somewhat dysfunctional Kingdom.

"Let me come with, I can help!" Henry's voice snapped James out of his Royal mode as he turned to face his grandson, so recklessly brave, he certainly had the Charming genes.

"Not on this one, besides Emma will need you when she gets back."

"Okay." Henry replied obviously disappointed.

"Stay in here! Don't open the door to anyone except us and Emma do you understand?" said Snow stepping out of the apartment Charming by her side.

"Yeah… Gramps?!" James popped his head round the door looking at the worried boy, his eyes wide with fear, but his head was held high, he had his mother's strength. "You can't let them hurt my mom."

"We won't Henry. I promise." Replied Charming hoping that his grandson wouldn't be able to hear the lie in his voice.

Somehow Emma found herself at the well, "typical" she scoffed, only she could get lost and find herself at the place where lost things are found.

What was she going to do? She couldn't go home, if it even was her home anymore. She could always sleep in her car? She'd done it before, or perhaps rent a room at Grannys, ahh but that would involve talking to fairy-tale character.

She groaned from the sheer madness of it all. How had she ended up here, in this situation? So far away from anything that made sense?!

Emma knew the answer it wasn't how, it was who, who had placed her in this situation, who had caused it, and 'who' was more than one person.

Regina had casted the damn curse, Augusts had left her, Gold did nothing by use her and perhaps worse of all her own parents had simply thrown her away as if she was an old toy they were tired of playing with.

Regina, August, Gold, Marry, David. Regina, August, Gold, Marry, David. Regina, August, Gold, Marry, David.

The list went on over and over in her mind, these were the people that had abandoned her that had caused her the pain, Emma could fell the tears, each name causing a fresh wave of them but she couldn't stop them repeating couldn't stop thinking about what they had done.

As if the world around her suddenly sprang into existence a bird's soft song floated through the air. Emma looked at the bird, loathing it silently as if it was everyone her list. Taking a deep breath she lifting her hand letting the emotions run threw her, anger, pain and sorrow, they seemed to run along her vein's becoming more than just emotions taking an actual form. There was a crash almost like thunder that shattered the sounds of the forest, Emma opened her eyes quickly and there where the bird had once sat was a black scorch mark, singed feathers fell from the branch.

There was no denying it, she had done that.

As she gazed at this sight Emma could feel the smile form on her lips.

They had made it just in time, how, they weren't quite sure, any later and she would have been dead. Whale's words still echoed through James head… who was he? No matter how hard he tried he couldn't remember ever meeting him, this caused instant distrust, every instinct tell him to that Whale was bad news.

A bit more forceful than was needed he shoved the evil queen into the cell locking the door behind her. James wouldn't admit how much he hated seeing Regina behind bars, he wanted to hurt her for taking away his baby girl, for causing all the pain she had, but he wasn't evil, he was on the side of the good and in so he had responsibilities, like staying honest to his grandson… grandson, he was a grandfather… his heart still ached slightly at the thought… oh Emma, oh my little baby girl.

"So I'm a prisoner now?"

"The curse is broken so why didn't we go back?" he had no time to play her games.

"Because there's nothing to go back to, that land is gone." No, it was a lie, some sort of trick, there home was still there it had to be.

"We should find Emma." Whispered Snow wanting nothing more to be away from her step mother, the pain of losing her home land was too much to think about. Small steps after all, first they would find her daughter and then they would worry about home.

Charming paused for a second, if there land was gone then they were trapped, he would never be able to take his daughter home, he could understand why Emma ran away, some problems are far too daunting to tackle.

Snows soft hand on his shoulder pulled him from the thought, he looked into her loving eyes and knew that as long as they were together everything would be alright. Things always were.

They walked out like that, hands clasped tightly each trying to reassure the other that they were there, banishing thoughts of their possibly destroyed home and instead focusing on their daughter, they had 28 years to make up after all.

Regina watched them go, mentally wishing they would move faster. As soon as she heard the door close she ran to the lock, her magic hadn't worked earlier, she would have died if it was for the damn Charming family, they certainly had a knack for timing another minuet and she would have been evil queen soufflé. Taking a deep breath she centered herself focusing on the lock, Rumpelstiltksin's lessons ran threw her mind as she focused completely on her emotions and the lock.

Nothing! By all the gods this was frustrating, taking another breath she tried again… a tortured silence sat in the police station… nothing! Damn, blast and damn again! She readied herself once more sensing the power around her… 3… 2…

The lights flickered, every sense Regina had jumped into action, the lock now forgotten as her eyes searched the station "Who's there?" and then it hit her; the wave, she was forced back, smashing into the cells wall, gasping for air she fell to the ground mentally forcing herself to rise above the sea of hate, all the while knowing she was only going to be pulled down.

Emma was magic, magic at its purest form and this got Regina thinking; small thoughts between the constant waves; magic wasn't unpredictable, no magic was innocent in all of this. Emma was unpredictable, if magic came at a price then Emma's soul could afford all the magic in this world and the next.

Or at least this was the hypothesis she would have reached if she hadn't been so preoccupied in focusing on staying alive. The hate was practically choking her and her vision was fading in and out of focus, paper flew all around as desks were knocked over and filing cabinets spilt there insides as they too toppled to floor.

The last thing Regina sore was the mocking face of the fallen Savior.