Chapter 6

Henry had quickly raced into the apartment hoping that he hadn't missed anything important.

Neal turned to see the young boy followed by Mary Margaret and a man that Neal hadn't met. Henry told him about him though on the drive over so he could only guess that the man standing with Mary Margaret was David, Emma's father.

He turned to Emma and whispered, "I'm glad you were able to find them."

"You haven't done it yet," Henry said coming into the room.

"I promised you I wouldn't do it without you buddy," Neal replied.

Henry smiled, glad that Neal had stuck to his word.

"So what are you waiting for," Henry asked.

Neal turned to Emma. "At least your personality didn't get lost," he said to her. "I'm sorry for this Emma," he said getting serious. "Feel free to hate me all you want after but our son needs his mother and he's convinced this is the only way."

Neal hesitated and took a deep breath. He caressed some hair from Emma's face. She looked so beautiful as she slept. Neal thought back to their time together and how there would be fleeting moments when they had just enough time where he would watch her sleep. He loved doing that- the way her eyes crinkled and fluttered as she dreamed, the way her lips would go into a small smile, him wondering what it was in her mind that made her so happy, the way her hair got into her face and showed the radiance of her skin. Emma had caught him staring once and teased about her watery eyes and drool but he only shook it off and smiled, making some cheesy comment that he hadn't noticed.

In the background Henry, Mary Margaret and David waited; the latter two not knowing what to expect. More than anything Mary Margaret had wanted to get Emma to a hospital but Henry's persistence made it all the more difficult so she had indulged in what he had called Operation Cobra. She wasn't sure what was to come of this but she hoped that Neal's kiss would prove to Henry that the curse was make believe and that there was no such thing and that he would finally see reality when he had been so prone to not seeing it.

David, having come into the fold just recently didn't know much about this. Things had always been difficult with him and Mary Margaret and even Emma leaving hardly any room for him to get to know Henry but in the past hour he could see Henry was a good kid despite his wild fantasy life.

Neal got up from his seat and leaned over Emma, slowly leaning toward her lips. It was gentle at first and then a little more forceful. As he kissed her a wave of purple, blue and pink washed over them. The wave radiated toward Henry and his grandparents and then soon across the entire town.

Neal backed off and waited a second and then Emma made a sound that everyone had waited for, Emma taking in her first breath and opening her eyes since being placed in the sleeping curse.

As she looked up a wave of confusion set in.

"Neal?" she said.