A/N: Charming's fairytale name in this story is going to be James to help separate everything out later and it always annoyed me that he doesn't get a second name like everyone else does in Once.

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"Mom?"

Everyone's head turned to where Henry was standing, having come through the side gate after hearing the commotion from where he was in Regina's car. He knew those voices and he had to make check his family where okay. He was now standing between Regina and the trio with hurt in his eyes and disappointment on his face.

"Henry, I told you to wait in the car." Regina said, her voice softening as she directed it towards her son.

Henry shook his head, "I won't let you hurt them."

So fiercely brave for a 10 year old, Regina thought, something he clearly got from the Charming's.

The other three were unusually quiet but James had reclaimed his sword from Emma, ready to step in if it looked like Henry was in any kind of danger. Graham had an arrow resting in his bow but the weapon wasn't aimed. The message they gave was clear, they were ready to protect Henry at any costs.

"I think we are done here anyway," Regina said, eyes casting a glance at the three opposite her, "Come on, Henry let's go inside." She said holding her hand out to the boy to take.

Henry stared at her hand for a moment before meeting her gaze and took a step away from her. A step towards Emma.

"I don't want to go with you." The boy replied with his chin raised.

Regina laughed, "Don't be silly, this is your home."

Henry took another step back and Emma reached out to place a gentle hand on his shoulder, a silent gesture that it was okay. "No, it's not. It's the place you made me think I was crazy for believing in fairytales. The place where you hurt my family. I thought you could change, I thought you could just be my mom but you chose the Evil Queen."

Regina stopped short, "Henry…"

"No, you made you decision." He replied and looked over to James and Emma, "They're mine." He gave Emma a smile and returned it, "That is if I'm allowed to stay with you?"

Emma's smile grew, "Of course, Kid. You don't even have to ask."

"Henry please, you're my son. I love you." Regina said, her voice breaking slightly.

"I'm not sure you even believe that anymore." Henry said sadly, "You just want me because then you win."

Regina froze, wondering when Henry's childhood had turned into her own. She nodded, "I do love you, Henry. So if you want to go with Emma I won't stop you."

Emma nodded once to her, a gesture of gratitude for not making this an ugly situation in front of Henry and she used the hand on his shoulder to guide him up the path and out of Regina's driveway. James and Graham followed them, taking this small victory over revenge.

They stopped when they reached James' truck parked just a little way up the road to collect themselves. "You should come stay with us. For tonight at least, I'm not sure what Regina will do if she decides to get revenge." James said to Emma and Graham nodded in agreement. There was no way he was going to let them go back to Mary's place tonight.

Graham clapped Henry on the back, "You guys can have my room. I'll take the couch."

Emma smiled gratefully, "Thanks. Both of you." She looked down at Henry then, "What do you say, Kid? Sleepover with Gramps and Graham?"

"Throw in some hot chocolate and you got yourself a deal." Henry smiled.

James' eyes caught Emma's, the term 'Gramps' not escaping his notice. She simply smiled at him and that seemed to be enough.

Emma sighed, "I need to stop by home and grab some stuff first."

"I'll take Henry back to the apartment and get him settled." James offered, seeing Emma's reluctance at dragging Henry around at this time of night.

"Thanks." She smiled gratefully, already feeling the exhaustion of the day catching up to her.

Graham seemed to notice this as well, "I'll come with you. Mary's working, right? You shouldn't be alone."

"Normally I'd argue but I'm too tired to bother." Emma replied as she ruffled Henry's hair softly.

They waited until James and Henry had gotten into the truck and driven off before they started the short walk to Mary's apartment to grab Emma's stuff. They were mostly silent on the way over, the events of the day playing on both of their minds. They knew this changed everything now Regina knew about James and Graham being awake and the added change of Henry choosing Emma over Regina. If she thought she had lost Henry then Regina would be ruthless, she'd have nothing left to loss.

Now that was a scary thought.

"Key?" Graham asked and it was only then Emma realised they were standing outside the loft and he was looking at her with worried eyes. She nodded, fumbling in her pocket until she pulled out the object in question. She slipped the key in the lock and opened the door.

"You can wait here, I won't be long. I just need to grab some essentials." Emma told him as they entered the apartment and she headed for her room upstairs. Graham watched her go and didn't protest, choosing to wander over to the couch and make himself comfortable.

True to her word, Emma was back in record timing with a small rucksack that she placed down by the door before making her way over to him. She sat down heavily, letting out a soft groan as the tension she didn't know she had left her.

Graham smiled, "It's been a hell of a day." He mused.

Emma laughed, "Tell me about it."

"We'll beat Regina, you know." Graham said softly, "If you believe in anything right now, believe in that."

Emma sighed, "I'm trying. We have no idea what she is going to do next though and I'm worried about everyone. I can't protect all of you."

"Let someone protect you for a change?" Graham suggested, "Just focus on Henry and let me and James watch your back. James has Snow covered, trust me. Your parents are good at this."

"I'm not sure I know how to do that." Emma admitted softly, her eyes looking down.

Graham shifted in his seat, moving closer to her. One hand came up to her cheek, her eyes meeting his at the contact, "Well, you better start." He chuckled, "Because I'm determined to protect you, Emma. What I told Regina about True Love earlier… I meant that."

"Graham…"

"I lo…" His sentence was cut off by Emma's hand on his mouth.

"Don't say it." She whispered gently.

Graham frowned, "I know how I feel."

"If you say it then it's real and I don't know how to handle it." Emma replied, letting her hand slip from his mouth.

He smiled then, "Emma Swan, you don't have to do this alone anymore. I'm here for as long as you'll let me be and trying to shut me out won't change the fact I'm falling in love with you."

She froze and Graham briefly thought she might bolt out the door but she didn't. One of her hands came to rest on his wrist, "I want to say it back but…"

He nodded, "I don't need to hear it until you're ready, Emma. I know, I understand."

And that's what it came down to. The patient Huntsman and protective Sheriff who would never push her until she was ready and won't run because of her issues. The man looking at her with such tenderness in his eyes and love in his bones that Emma didn't think she could form any kind of sentence anymore.

Maybe words weren't needed here anyway.

She brought her head towards Graham, lips capturing his in a sweet kiss. The sweetest one Emma could manage, pouring everything she wasn't ready to say in the curve of her lips and the glide of her tongue. She hoped it was enough, hoped he understood what she was trying to express.

One of Graham's hand slid into her hair and pulled her closer and it seemed he understood better than she did. His other hand found her waist, slipping under the material of her jumper to feel her skin under his fingertips. Emma's hands were on his shoulders and moved down to feel his chest, fingers delving under the edges of his opened jacket. She pushed them away with her fingers, making it clear she wanted the jacket gone.

Graham complied, freeing himself from the jacket without breaking their kiss as it dropped to the floor at his feet. The hand under Emma's jumper was moving across her ribcage, fingers brushing against the edge of her bra. Emma rewarded him by moving her lips from his and trailing them over his stubble, down to the side of his neck. Graham closed his eyes at the sensation.

It was then he realised that Emma's hands were touching his skin as well, somehow she managed to undo the buttons of his shirt and was now exploring the newly uncovered skin. He groaned as her fingers raked over his nipples.

"We don't have to do this." Graham's voice was horse and Emma pulled back to look at him, eyes dark with lust.

"I want to." She replied and as if to prove her point she removed her jumper and throw it behind her.

Graham swallowed thickly at the sight of the light blue cotton bra she was wearing and the expanse of smooth skin he had yet to explore. He joined their lips together, needing to taste her on his tongue as Emma pushed the shirt off his shoulders and Graham shrugged out of it until he joined the pile on the floor.

Then Emma was pushing him back, his back hitting the couch as she crawled over him without breaking the kiss and Graham could have sworn this is what completion felt like. Emma Swan kissing him as her hair tickled his chest. Her lips moved to his neck again and Graham was already straining against his jeans. He pulled her flushed against him, the pressure against his crotch doing little to help as he undid her bra and slid the straps from her shoulders.

Emma broke away from him to remove it and it joined the rest of their clothes before Graham's mouth descended on her skin, starting from her collarbone with small nips before trailing down to her breasts. Graham sucked gently, Emma's moans only encouraging him as her fingers fisted into his hair.

"Graham." His name sounded like heaven on her tongue and he almost lost it right there when she ground her hips against his own. They were still wearing too many clothes.

Emma was clearly thinking the same thing because her hands were on his belt buckle and was tugging at it furiously. Graham chuckled at her impatience as he continued to pay his attention to her breasts.

The next thing he registered was Emma pulling his trousers down with a triumphant grin and she pulled away from him enough to push them down to his knees. Graham toed off his shoes, letting them hit the floor with two distant bangs before managing to rid himself of his trousers all together. He was naked beneath her as Emma settled over him again, his cock erect against his stomach.

Emma wasted no time in bringing her lips to his again, her kisses turning desperate. One of her hands wrapped around his cock, pumping him in her fist. Graham broke off the kiss to moan and Emma swallowed it gladly as her hand continued its work. He was hard in her palm as she pumped him, seeing his tip glistening with pre-cum.

"Jesus…" His accent sounded slightly thicker like this and it sent a thrill through Emma. She sped up her hand, pumping a little bit faster and making Graham see stars.

His hands were already working on the button on her jeans as she worked him crazy and he knew he wouldn't be able to rid her of them while she was sitting on his thighs as he settled for using one hand to bring her lips back to his own while the other worked its way into her jeans and underwear. She was soaking wet for him already and Graham growled at the thought as he slipped a finger inside her heat.

Emma gasped against his mouth, the hand on his cock faltering slightly. Graham smirked, finger working in and out of her in the same rhythm she was using on him.

To her credit Emma tried to pick her administration up again but Graham was determined to make her lose her focus and quickly slid another finger alongside the second one inside her, using both to curl deliciously inside her in a way that had Emma crying out.

"Graham…Fuck… I can't." She was babbling, her hips grinding down against his fingers as he build up the pleasure inside her. He couldn't take his eyes off her, even though Emma's had slid shut. She was breath-taking.

"Let go, Emma. Let me see you." He said breathlessly, curling those fingers against that spot that drove her mad. She was so close, coiled tight like a spring as she thrust against his hand eagerly, trusting him to get her there.

Graham's lips moved to her chest again, grazing her nipple between his teeth as he pressed his fingers against that sweet spot inside of her that sent her crashing over the edge.

They were both covered in sweat as Graham withdrew his fingers and Emma collapsed against him as she rode out her high, "You're so beautiful." Graham whispered as he kissed her head and let her catch her breath.

He was still rock hard and aching and Emma seemed to notice this because it was barely a minute before she was attacking his mouth fiercely, biting on his lip before sucking it between his own. She managed to flip them so graham was on top of her and her back was pressing against the couch and he broke the kiss to look up at her.

"This is about you, you're in control here." Emma told him and Graham wanted to kiss her again for offering him something Regina had taken. He had better ways to show her his gratitude though.

His fingers pulled her jeans and underwear down in one and he paused to remove her boots before the whole lot hit the floor. He grabbed his jacket and reached into his wallet to grab a condom before he settled in the cradle of her hips easily as their mouths met again. One of his hands went to her core and smiled at seeing she was still wet enough for him. Graham's lips moved down to her shoulder as he ripped open the wrapper and put the condom on himself before he lined himself up and pushed inside her.

Emma gasped at the intrusion but the hand curling on his bicep gave Graham the signal to move and he did just that. He started off slow but as soon as Emma wrapped her legs around his waist he knew he had to abandon that plan. He simply wasn't going to last that long.

His thrusts were animalistic in a way and Emma thrust her hips to meet his with ease. Graham had one hand on the back of the couch while the other was holding her waist tightly. Emma was contracting her thighs around him and Graham swore under his breath because it was too much for him.

She was already racing towards her second orgasm with him though, fingers digging into his arm a little hard with each thrust and Graham knew they'd come together. He groaned, pushing into her deeper than before and Emma's eyes slid closed as she bit her lip. Graham's thumb came up to remove it from her teeth and he covered it with his own lips instead.

They came fast, both closing their eyes as their releases found them and Graham only broke the kiss because he needed to breathe as he emptied into the condom and Emma came around him.

"I think we ruined Mary's couch." Emma smiled at him as Graham slipped out of her heat.

He kissed her softly, "I think you ruined me."

"How so?"

"After seeing what you look like when you cum I'm never going to be able to do this with anyone else." He replied.

Emma bit her lip, "Good, I quite like having you around."

They kissed again and both decided to enjoy this moment before they had to get dressed and return to Graham's apartment where Henry and James were probably waiting for them.

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"Night, Alfie." Mary called as she left the bar with her coat buttoned up against the cold. It had been a double shift and she was only thankful it was over because she definitely needed sleep and a hot bath before her date tomorrow.

She couldn't help the smile on her face at the thought of David. He seemed to have this way of getting under her skin and her dreams weren't helping her keep a safe distance between them. She wondered what sounds she could draw from him with her mouth, with her hands. The way her name would sound as he came.

Mary shook her head.

She needed to get a grip.

She shoved her hands in her pockets as she walked away from the bar. There was a shuffling sound behind her that made her steps falter though and she cautiously looked behind her to try and identify the noise.

She couldn't see anything so she took another step, this wasn't the first time she had finished work this late and a bit of shuffling wasn't enough to frighten her.

The same noise happened again, louder this time and Mary couldn't help but freeze. Her eyes scanned around for something but the street was deserted and dimly light. Mary couldn't make anything out.

A bang came this time, loud and startling in the dark and Mary jumped, "Who's there?" She called out already knowing she would get no answer.

Her eyes looked around the street again and a gloved hand grabbed her mouth from behind. She was shoved back into a hard chest and it was clear the person who had grabbed her was taller than her. Mary struggled, throwing her body in any direction she could in an attempt to shake the attacker off. He was strong though, stronger than her for sure. She managed to kick him in the shin and that seemed to knock him off balance enough for her to work free of his arms. She didn't even look behind her, and with her heart hammering in her ears, she ran.

She didn't get far before she was thrown to the ground by a heavy weight and a dark figure loomed over her. She screamed, her head hurting from when she fell as the attacker fought against her. He was wearing a mask so she couldn't see his face and he had her legs pinned so she couldn't hit him. Mary put all her strength into her arms, throwing them towards his face in panic.

She managed a hit, the groan from her attacker making that clear but it wasn't enough and he quickly backhanded her. Mary's eyes rolled as the pain in her head grew worse. She vaguely registered the sleeve of her coat and shirt being pulled up one arm and a sharp prick in the crease of her elbow.

A needle.

She thrashed again, needed to get away but her vision started to blur and the last thing she saw was a malicious smile before everything went black.

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