Okay, so I didn't update yesterday because I was on a plane, and when we landed it was like 9:30 pm, so we were celebrating! So unless you wanted it to be bad, I couldn't update! Thank you for reviewing, favoriting, and following.

(Before curse is broken)

Emma POV

Once Henry entered the Sheriff Station, Emma confronted him."Hey kid, have you seen this before?"

He took a quick look at the necklace in my hand and nodded a no. Emma eyed him suspiciously, then turned as pale as a sheet.

Using her 'superpower' she could tell Henry was being honest. Not in one part of his life had he encountered an emerald necklace quite like the one she held in her palm.

Something told her that her power didn't extend to head-shaking. Emma wasn't so sure.

Meanwhile, Henry had gotten out his favorite book, Once upon a time, and was avidly reading it.

Sighing, Emma went to pick up a book of her own. The sound of someone clearing their throat piqued her interest.

Mary Margaret was standing in the doorframe. For how long, Emma didn't know. "Brought you some lunch." she said, gently picking up two paper bags.

"Thanks" Emma muttered back.

Out of the blue, a theory struck Emma. Mary Margaret could of easily done it. By it, she meant stuck a clue to make Emma believe the curse was real, probably requested by Henry.

It was in her handwriting.

"Did you leave this necklace in my blanket?" Emma questioned, and when she only got a confused, completely honest no, she groaned, "Come on!"

All she got were two pairs of worrying stares. "Someone put this-" she picked up her nuisance "-in my blanket last night! And I want to know who did it!" Emma grumbled.

Henry looked excited. Mary Margaret looked concerned. "Maybe your parents sent it to you!" He exclaimed.

"I just found a new page in my book that says they were really worried, so they kept trying to think of ways to help their kid."

"See, right there." Henry pointed out, his finger on a page showing a couple, the woman in a flowery white gown and the man in a very medieval outfit, his sword at his side. They both were leaning over a book that read on it's cover Transportation and Time travel magic.

"Henry, but what if that isn't true? What if it's just some Fairytale?" Emma said, trying unsuccessfully to hide her frustration.

Henry had hurt written all over his face when Emma finished uttering those last syllables.

"You don't believe!" he whisper yelled, then ran out of the building.

Mary Margaret POV

"I'll go-" Mary Margaret started, but was interrupted by an angry and guilty mother. "No. It's my fault. I'll go get him." Emma ordered.

This left a very befuddled Mary Margaret to wait patiently with two piping hot grilled cheeses until the sheriff got back.

Sitting down where Henry was sitting, she glanced at the book, which the boy had forgotten to bring.

That woman sure does look like me, She thought. If she was honest, Mary Margaret wanted the curse to be true.

Because, after all, Emma would make a pretty good daughter.

Okay, that was kind of hard. This might just turn into a series of one shots Because of all the suggestions.