The meeting went well in Emma's opinion. Since this town was now filled with magic they all needed to be more careful. Strangers were able to come and they didn't need any of the publicity. She had made it clear that magic was only to be used when absolutely necessary. And preferably not in a strangers presence. Regina had also made a point in standing up and agreeing with everything. She was still the evil queen to a lot of the towns' people and she knew she was walking on thin ice.

Henry catches up to Emma, "So did mom tell you?"

Emma frowns down at her son, "Did she tell me what?"

Before he answers Neal walks up with a woman she does not recognize, "Hi, Emma. I hope you are feeling better." Emma nods still looking at the stranger, "This is Tamara. She is my…fiancée."

Emma feels her mouth fall open. She had not expected that. She quickly recovers and smiles, "Hi. It is so nice to meet you. Did you go to the town meeting?"

Tamara shakes her head, "No. Neal explained it was a town thing and we didn't want to intrude. Whatever it was seems really important for the whole town to shut down."

Emma looks at Neal, "Can I talk to you for a second? Alone?"

Neal nods, confused, "Sure. We will be right back."

Emma grabs his arm and pulls him closer to the street where no one will over hear them, "You didn't tell her who you really are?"

He shakes his, "Of course not. Normal people don't believe in fairy tales, Emma."

She laughs bitterly, "You don't think I know that? I used to be one of those people. But I was left in the dark, too. And look how that turned out. Keeping this secret will hurt her more than telling her. If she stays here long enough then she will figure it out on her own. For once, Neal, do the right thing. Tell her the truth."

Neal steps back as if she hit him, "Y-you know that I left you to do the right thing. I thought that I was bad for you. I thought that you needed to do this on your own."

Emma shakes her head, "You thought wrong. You hurt me more than anyone ever has. You were the one shining light in my life. Did you know that? When I met you and fell in love with you I thought that I never had to do anything alone ever again. That I didn't have to feel lonely ever again." She wiped at the tears falling down her face, "But then you left me. You sent me to jail. You made me feel like nothing. I had never felt as broken as I did then. In all my life, all the foster homes, and all the families that didn't want me, that was the moment that made me realize I couldn't count on anyone but me."

Snow and David walked over to Henry and Tamara with Hook close at their heels. They were trying to find Emma so they could talk more about her dream. Snow puts her hand on Henry's shoulder, "Where is your mother?"

Henry looks over at the street where Emma was standing with Neal, "She is talking to Neal about something. She looks mad."

Tamara laughs nervously, "That may be my fault. I…well we… surprised her. I'm Tamara. Neal's fiancé."

David frowns, "I didn't realize he was even engaged. When did you get into town?"

She smiles, "Earlier today. He was just showing me around. It is a lovely place."

Hook speaks up for the first time, "Maybe we should go make sure everything is alright with them."

They all agree and walk over to them in time to hear Emma say, "You thought wrong. You hurt me more than anyone ever has. You were the one shining light in my life. Did you know that? When I met you and fell in love with you I thought that I never had to do anything alone ever again. That I didn't have to feel lonely ever again. But then you left me. You sent me to jail. You made me feel like nothing. I had never felt as broken as I did then. In all my life, all the foster homes, and all the families that didn't want me, that was the moment that made me realize I couldn't count on anyone but me."

Neal looks at the group that had gathered behind her then back at her, "I-I am so sorry, Emma. I will do what you said to." He looks at Tamara with regret still burning in his eyes, "Tamara, we should talk."

Emma swings around with tears still falling and hastily wipes at them, trying to smile, "I think it's time to go home. Henry? Are you ready?"

Henry takes her hand, "Yes, mom. Let's go."

They walk off and Snow puts her hand over her mouth, trying to suppress the tears. David pulls her gently to his side and rubs her arm comfortingly. Hook stares after Emma. He hadn't realized how hard it was on her to see Neal here. He was a little worried. Hadn't he done the same thing? Abandoned her when she had needed him the most. Could she really forgive him if she hadn't even forgiven Neal? Of course he hadn't sent her to jail and she hadn't been pregnant.

Snow touches his arm, "Give her some space tonight. I think she needs to be with Henry." She pauses for a second, hesitant to say what needed to be said, "Neal isn't her true love. You are. I can feel it."

David glares at him, "No matter how much I wish it weren't true, it is. And you better not break her heart." With that he takes his wife's hand and walks away.

Hook stands in the same place. He didn't know what to think. He had a lot of pressure on him to be a better man than he thought he was capable of being. Was he ready for this? He didn't know. He stalks off towards the inn and prepares for a restless night.

"I get it now."

Emma looks over at her son, "What?"

He shrugs off his coat and sits next to her on the couch, "I get why you lied to me about who my father was. He hurt you. You didn't want him to do the same to me."

Emma smiles, "That is true, but it was a little selfish on my part as well. I was afraid of seeing him again. I have buried these feelings for so long. I just wasn't prepared to feel them again where he was concerned."

Henry leans his head against her shoulder, "I was mad at you still. For lying to me. I was hiding it because you almost died and I didn't want you to think that I hated you because I never have. And when you survived I was too relieved to say anything. But I thought I couldn't trust you anymore. But now I see that this is a lot harder on you. So I'm not mad anymore."

Emma laughs, "Kid, you can always trust me. I will never lie to you like that again."

Henry nods, "I know." He pats her hand, "Life will get better."

Emma looks down at him, amazed, "You are the smartest eleven year old I have ever met. I am so glad you are my son."

Just then Snow and David walk in and smile at the two of them on the couch. Snow takes off her scarf, "Well, isn't this a lovely picture. Mother and son."

Henry smiles, "It feels so normal. Mom and I talking on the couch. My grandparents walking in with pride."

Emma grins, "Our lives are far from normal, kid. Especially considering my parents are the same age as me." She yawns, "I think I am going to bed. I feel like I haven't slept in days."

David frowns, "You slept earlier, Emma."

She stands up with a confused expression, "Are you sure? Doesn't fell like it." She heads up the stairs not noticing the concerned faces behind her, "Good night, all."

It was around three in the morning when Emma woke up. But she wasn't in her bed. She sits up and looks around. She was in the forest, but they somehow looked different. She stands up and looks down at herself. She wasn't dressed the way she normally was. She was wearing skin tight leather pants leather boots that went up to her knees. She also wore a long sleeved shirt that fell a little off her shoulders and a corset around her stomach. Thrown over it all was a burgundy jacket that fell mid-thigh. This was the thing she wore when she had been in Neverland with Hook. What she couldn't figure out was why she was wearing it now.

She raises her voice, "Hello? Is anyone out there?" She waits for a response. When none comes, she shouts again, this time with some hope, "Captain? Please tell me you are out there?"

A menacing laugh reaches her ears and she shudders. She spins around in circles until she comes face to face with a dark shadow with glowing eyes. She gasps, "Wh-what are you?"

The shadow says nothing and comes closer to her. She reaches for her side where she used to keep her sword only to find nothing there. The shadow grabs her arm and then reaches around her. She hears a loud ripping noise and feels pure agony race all over her body. She falls to the ground and screams out with pain as the ripping gets louder and louder.

Snow and David bolt up, hearing the agonized scream. They jump out of bed and race towards their daughter's bed right behind Henry. They all freeze when they see him sitting up on her knees with a look of pure horror painted on her face. Blood starts to drip down from her forehead as if someone hit her with a rock and she falls back on the bed. Snow gasps.

Henry races to his mother's side, "Mom! Wake up! MOM!" He turns to Snow and David, "We have to get her to the hospital. That bleeding looks bad and she isn't waking up."

David nods and picks her up off the bed. They race down to Snow's car and take off.

Emma was on the ground, barely breathing. She had hit her head on the side of a tree after her shadow had been halfway ripped out and then put back. She felt the blood falling down her face. She slowly sits up again, head pounding.

"Peter Pan! I know this is you."

His voice sounds in her ear, "Of course it is. This is the torment I will put you through until I get the boy. You will be driven so crazy that you will hand him over yourself."

She rolls her eyes, "There is nothing you can do to me that will make me give you my son. Besides, you need me. You said so yourself. There are two things you need."

She hears the anger in the voice and smile with satisfaction, "Don't be so sure, Emma Swan! I have told you be-"

She shakes her head, "I know, I know. You always get what you want. Well, not this time. I will fight with every fiber of my being. You will lose, Pan. And when you do you will cry out for your mommy, but she won't be there because you left her behind to be young forever."

The voice growls, "You know nothing about me! You know nothing of who my mother even was! I could care less if she is rotting in her grave!"

Emma stands up slowly, wincing at the pounding in her head, "I am learning more every day, Pan. And by the time we meet I will know exactly how to beat you."

The voice laughs, "Not if you don't remember anything that you learn. Shadow! Do it again, but remember, don't kill her."

Emma tries to run but her body was weak and she stumbles to the ground as the shadow descends upon her and starts to rip again.

Dr. Whale thought he would be able to go home. At least he did until David rushed in with Emma in his arms. "What has happened to her?"
David shakes his head frantically, "We don't know. She is in some sort of dream state. This has happened before. She fa-"

Before he can finish the sentence another ear splitting scream is released from Emma. The agony clear on her face. Dr. Whale leads them to a room and David sets her down on the bed, gently. Whale checks all her vitals and hooks her up to the necessary machines before looking at the wound on her head. "She is going to need an x-ray but she might have a concussion and she definitely needs stitches."

Suddenly the machine starts to make noise and Emma stops breathing. Snow screams as they pull out the defibrillator. Snow turns into David's arms and Henry let out a choked sob. David pulls him closer as they zap her again.

Whale shouts, "Turn it up to 200 and CLEAR!"

Emma's chest flies up and she starts to breathe again. David sighs with relief as tears continue to fall. Snow and Henry both sob uncontrollably.

Hook couldn't sleep. He had tried, but thoughts of Emma kept him awake. Damn that woman! She was all he could ever think about and it was driving him crazy. He didn't need her to occupy his mind. He had other things that he wanted to think about, but for the life of him he couldn't remember what. For most of his existence he had wanted revenge against the Crocodile and then she had appeared and then disappeared and then reappeared in his life. That had changed everything for him. He still hated Rumpelstiltskin, but he could care less if he lived or died.

He murmurs to himself, "And that is just bloody annoying!"

What was he supposed to do now? Just follow her around like a puppy dog? He would be damned if he did that. He would find something that would occupy his time. Maybe he would find ways to annoy Rumple. At least it was something. He laughs bitterly at himself when the phone rings.

"Why the bloody hell is someone calling me this late?!"

The person on the other line sniffles, "Hook? It's Snow. I-I just…Emma is in the hospital. She almost died. I thought you would want to know. Sorry to wake you."

Before he could respond, she hangs up. Damn! What was she doing in the hospital? He grabs his leather coat and runs out the door. He was never going to find out sitting in his room. He stops in the lobby when he hears yelling.

"If you wanted to break up with me, Neal, you should just say so!"

He watches as Tamara runs out the door and Neal walks up beside him, "That could have gone better." He looks at Hook with a frown, "What are you doing up?"

Hook sighs and reluctantly tells Neal the truth, "Emma is in the hospital."

Neal's eyes widen and he grabs for the door, "Let's go! I will drive you."

Hook shrugs and follows him out the door at to his rental car. At least it was faster than walking.

Emma lies on her back on the cold hard ground. She wanted this to be over already. She was tired of this torment. She sits up slowly and gasps, "Graham?!"

Graham smiles and sits next to her, "Hello, Emma."

She reaches out and touches his cheek, "I can't believe it's really you. I guess you weren't crazy."

He laughs and puts his hand over hers, "That's good to know. I was worried. Do you remember what happened to me?"

Emma nods, "We were kissing and you…" She lets a tear slip down her cheek, "You died. You had a heart condition or something."

Graham shakes his head, "No, I didn't. Emma, think about what I told you before I died. About my heart…and the evil queen."

Emma opens her mouth in shock, "Regina…"

He pulls her closer to him, "That is who she is. That is who you let your son be around." He kisses the tears on her cheek and then her lips. She leans into him and closes her eyes. She didn't want to let him go. He pulls back, "You can't forgive her."

Emma opens her mouth and watches as he disappears. She lets out a soft sob and whispers, "Graham."

"Graham."

Hook frowns at the name and looks at the people standing behind him, "Who the hell is Graham?"

Snow's frown deepens, "He was the Sheriff here before Emma. He was the one that made her a deputy. He…" She trails off with a sob, "They were kissing when he had a heart attack in her arms and died. She was so broken up over that. I almost forgot."

Emma opens her eyes, "Regina." She sits up, "Where is Regina?"

Regina steps forward, surprising everyone, "Henry called. I just got here." She walks over to Emma and smiles, "Glad to see you are doing ok."

Emma glares at her, "It was you! He told me, but I didn't believe him. I thought he was crazy, but it's true."

Regina frowns, "What are you talking about?"

Emma grabs her arm, painfully, "You killed Graham! It wasn't a heart attack. He was too young to even have one. No." She shakes her head viciously, despite the pounding, "You took his heart in your hand and squeezed it until he was dead." She starts to cry, "Why? Why would you do that to him?"

Regina covers her mouth trying to stifle the sob, "Because he wanted you. He was done with me and he wanted you. Something about kissing you made him remember his real life. Who he really was. I couldn't have that. And I was jealous that he never felt anything for me, but I could see the way he looked at you. And the way you looked at him."

Emma breaks down, "You can't treat people like that. They are not possessions. I forgave you. I let you into my life after…into Henry's… after everything. But this… You will pay for what you did. I will make sure you pay!"

Regina back away shaking her head, "I-I am s-so sorry!"

Emma scoffs, "You are never allowed to see Henry again! You are a murderer!"

Regina sobs, "You can't do that! He is my son!"

Emma yells, "Get the hell out of here! NOW!"

Regina runs out with tears running down her face. Snow, David, Neal, Hook and Henry all look at Emma with wide eyes. She smiles at them like nothing happened, "Hey, guys." She looks at her surroundings and the smile fades, "What is going on? Where am I?"

Snow slowly walks forward, "You had to get stitches. You had another one of your dreams."

Emma frowns, clearly confused, "What dreams? I don't understand."

David clears his throat, "You screamed and woke us all up. When we got to you, you were sitting up on your bed with a horrified expression and then blood started falling down your face."

Emma stares at him with shock, "Oh my God! I wonder what I was dreaming about." She looks at Henry, "Why didn't you call Regina to get Henry? He looks tired and I am fine now."

Henry looks at her strangely, "She was here. Don't you remember what you said to her? About Graham?"

Emma shakes her head, "Why would I say anything about Graham? He died a while ago. It seems silly to bring it up now."

Hook quirks an eyebrow, "She was the one who killed him. You were the one to figure that out. Remember?"

Emma lets out a breath, "She killed Graham? How? She wasn't even there."

Snow looks at David, "Get Rumpelstiltskin. He might have answers."

A/n: I had to bring Graham in the picture. I absolutely adored him in the show and hate that they killed him off.I couldn't help myself.

So why can't Emma remember her dreams? What is going on? Why is Graham trying to get her to turn her back on Regina? Can Mr. Gold help? Is Tamara good or evil? What is Hook going to do now that his revenge has been forgotten? Are him and Emma ok? All the answers and more coming soon so keep reading.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter

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