A/N- Hey guys! I'm not in love with this chapter, but we'll see what you guys think! Let me know!xxx

"Well? What are you waiting for?" Regina asked with a raised voice.

"He's awake. We had to give him a transfusion and we need to do surgery. It looks like he fell and hit his head pretty hard and there's a bleed in his brain."

"How bad is the bleed?" Emma asked, her eyebrows raising and her eyes pooling with tears.

"I wish I had better news. The bleed is in the frontal lobe. It's the part of the brain that controls personality reactions. If we don't stop the bleeding, Henry could die. But I need to warn you that this surgery could change who he is, maybe temporarily, but it's very possible it could be permanent."

Henry's moms both gasped and Regina started shaking. Neal put his head in his hand and shook his head, mostly at himself. The rest of the group was silent.

"I'm very sorry, Emma, Regina. I know this is a lot to process, but I need one of you to sign the form for the surgery," Dr. Whale coaxed kindly.

Emma nodded and put her hand out for his clipboard, signing the necessary paperwork. She put an arm around Regina when she was done.

"Just, do what you can to make him ok? Please, Dr. Whale, give us our son back."

"I will do everything I can." With that, the blonde doctor walked away and left everyone to deal with the news he had just given them. Emma turned to the group of people surrounding her and Regina.

"I need you all to go, please."

"But Emma, we want to help," Snow offered.

"I know, but the more people that are here, the more I am going to think about what is happening right now. I need you all to go to the woods where we found him and see if you can find anything. Anything, a hair, ripped cloth, a footprint, just something that can help us figure out who did this to our son. And then, when we find out, the bastard better pray for death because it'll be cake compared to what I'm going to do."

Everyone cleared out except Regina, Emma, Neal and Rumplestiltskin. Rumple waited down the hall as though he was trying to see what Neal was going to do. Emma looked at Neal and raised her eyebrows.

"Can I help you, Neal?"

"He's my son, too. I want to stay and see what I can do."

"I think you've done enough, Neal. Go home." Emma's voice was cold and angry. She knew it wasn't Neal's fault, but she also knew that if it had been she or Regina with him, Henry would have known better than to wander off and he wouldn't have been out of their sight as it was. Still, she felt a little bad blaming Neal entirely. "Just go, I'll let you know about any changes."

Emma pulled Regina to a seat and wrapped her arms around her the best she could in the awkward sitting position. Regina sobbed in a way that Emma had hardly seen from her. The woman's usual method of coping was anger and vengeance but right now there was no knowledge of where to place those emotions, so she cried. Emma soothed her the best she could.

"Emma..."

"I know, Regina, I know, shh, he'll be ok," Emma soothed.

"I need my baby to be ok." Regina grappled at Emma's arm that was draped on her chest across her collarbones. Her body was heaving with her sobs and her face and the sleeve of Emma's shirt were heavily wet with tears.

Snow and Charming followed closely by Grumpy, Tinkerbell and the Blue Fairy, made their way to the spot where they found Henry. Snow instructed everyone to fan out and search the area. Snow had become quite talented, while she was on the run from the Evil Queen all those years ago, at watching the ground for tracks and traces. For that reason she took the way Emma and Regina had taken when they found Henry. The group searched for hours before they found anything. It was lucky that Snow found it at all.

Her foot crunched against something and she looked down, taking a step back. She crouched to the ground and picked up a small piece of glass, it looked like the corner of something, connected to a small black piece of plastic.

She called for the rest of the group, and when they arrived she held out what she had found.

"What is this?" she asked, specifically to David.

"It's, I don't know, but this looks like a good area to check, keep looking."

The group searched the smaller area around where Snow had just found the debris. Grumpy found a pale blue string, it looked like it had been torn from clothing, on a log. It was well past dark and the group couldn't see any longer, not even with Tinkerbell and the Blue Fairy using magic to light the area, so they all went home.

Snow called Emma to tell them what they found and to get an update on Henry before trying to rest.

"Mom, what did you guys find?" Emma waited as the other woman spoke her part of the conversation. "No, they said he'll be out of surgery soon, but brain surgery takes a long time and that even when he's out he'll probably take a long time to wake up." ... "Ok, I'll let you know when we know something. Love you."

Regina looked up at Emma, eyes now dry from being cried out. Her face was slightly reddened still and her eyes were swollen. But her dark eyes searched Emma's green ones looking to head what Snow had told her.

"Snow said they found a piece of string from clothing and a plastic and glass piece of debris. Neither were too mussed up so it looked like they were fairly fresh. David said first thing in the morning he's going to send them away for fingerprints and any type of DNA."

"Ok." The women sat together, holding each other while they waited. Regina was nursing a cup of coffee in her hands that a nurse had brought her and Emma had one arm wrapped around the darker woman's shoulders.

Several more minutes of waiting and Dr. Whale came down the hall and both women stood abruptly.

"Henry's out of surgery and his vitals are great. We stopped the bleed and he should make a good recovery. Unfortunately, the only person that can let us know if it affected his personality is Henry himself. We won't know anything until he wakes up. You two can see him now, if you want to, but let him wake up on his own."

Emma nodded and took Regina's hand into her own and they made their way into the room Dr. Whale had directed them towards. They walked in slowly, together, so reminded of the last time Henry was in this hospital as a patient. Seeing their son laying on a bed, attached to several machines made Emma tear up easily, though she had been doing a good job of avoiding tears all day. Regina was the strong one now, moving chairs close to the bed where he was laying. She pulled Emma to the chair and offered the blonde the chair closest to Henry's head, taking the one by his hand. Emma brushed her fingers through his hair and Regina took his hand. Both women laid their heads down on the bed and finally gave into the sleep their bodies had been begging them for.

Henry woke before either of his mothers did on that next morning. He noticed that Regina was holding his hand with her left one, while her head was resting on it and her right hand clung to Emma's left hand. His blonde mother's head was next to his shoulder, her hair splayed down his arm and her right hand tangled in his hair. He cleared his throat and moved two fingers to brush against his brunette mother's cheek. She blinked into wakefulness and raised her head before she even realized what woke her up. She jumped out of her chair and dropped Emma's hand, jarring the blonde awake. Emma sat up straight and walked around to the other side of the bed. Each woman was holding one of Henry's hands and taking turns stroking his cheeks and kissing his forehead.

"Henry, dear, we were so worried," Regina whispered.

"Mom? Emma? Why am I at the hospital? Did Pan hurt me?"

"What? Henry, you don't remember?" Emma asked, gently.

"Remember what? You guys saved me! I knew you'd come for me."

"Henry, dear, we saved you from Pan almost two months ago. Are you telling me you don't remember anything that has happened in the last two months?"

Henry shook his head and the expression on his face grew to a confused one. Emma gently leaned her body against Henry in an attempt to hug him and Regina went to find Dr. Whale. Whale followed her back to the room and explained to the three of them that temporary amnesia is often caused from anesthesia and that it would likely wear off.

"What if it doesn't? Emma asked.

"Well, unfortunately that can happen. It happens sometimes to someone who has undergone brain surgery."

"What can we do?"

"Try to jog his memory. But to be honest, we're very lucky it was only two months that he lost. Most patients lose a great deal more of their memories, he's a resilient kid."

The women nodded him out of the room and noticed Henry was on the verge of falling back to sleep. Regina motioned for Emma to meet her in the hallway and told Henry that they would be right back.

"What do we do?" Emma asked.

"Oh Emma, I don't know. I mean, I don't know if we should tell him about us or if we should leave it be for now. I don't know what to tell him at all about the last two months. I mean, if we take him home he's going to see all of your stuff anyway."

"I guess we should be pleased that he didn't lose more than two months, like Dr. Whale said. Can you imagine with our insane lives what reminding him of his life would be like if he had lost years instead?"

"I can only imagine."

"I guess we might as well tell him. Honesty is the best way to go if we've learned anything from our past mistakes with Henry."

"Alright. Let's go tell our son we're dating."