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She woke up the next morning and realized she was still on the couch. She was getting ready for work as she heard a soft knock on her door. Her stomach dropped as she thought Neal had come back, but let out a breath of relieve when she saw David instead.

"Hey kid," he said and smiled at her.

"Hey Dav-Dad," she replied and smiled. "What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to check if you were alright. Snow told me what happened last night," he said, looking worried.

"I'm fine," she answered. "Neal was just being a jerk as always."

David laughed at that. "I have to agree with you there. There's something else I needed to talk to you about," he said, sounding hesitant as if he wasn't sure if he should mention it. Emma started getting nervous by how he was acting and she could feel it was going to be bad news.

"Well, -," he started, but got interrupted by Neal approaching the apartment.

"Neal," David nodded stiffly and looked at Emma. "I'll talk to you later."

"No, wait! What did you want to tell me," Emma said. She needed to know.

David looked at Neal, "Give me a moment with my daughter."

Neal nodded reluctantly and moved away from them.

"He's leaving, Emma," David said and Emma knew exactly who he was talking about. Her stomach dropped and she felt as if they had just punched the life out of her. Her mind went in overdrive and her heart was pounding. She shook her head, trying to keep the tears at bay.

"Why?" she whispered.

"You know why, Emma," David said and smiled sadly. "I have to go now. I'm getting too old for the nightshift." He was trying to make her smile, but her thoughts were somewhere else entirely. She mumbled, "Thanks Dad." And he knew what she was talking about. He kissed the top of her hair and said he would take her shift at the station, so she could think about all of this. She couldn't stop the tears from falling this time and mumbled a thank you again before he turned to leave.

Neal came back towards her as David left, but she really didn't feel like talking to him.

"Not now, Neal," she snapped and shut the door with a slam.

She started hyperventilating. He couldn't leave, could he? After everything, he couldn't just leave her. But she knew he was leaving because of her, to make life easier on both of them. She had to talk to him; she had to make him stay, but could she give him what he wanted? What they both wanted? She had Henry to consider and she did want him to have a normal family.

She dropped herself on the couch again with a million things going through her mind.

She was still deeply lost in her thoughts and didn't hear Henry come in at all.

"Mom, can I ask you something?" Henry asked, making her jump in surprise.

"I didn't hear you come in," Emma said, putting her hand over her chest. She looked at the clock and was surprised it was already this late.

"Sorry, Mom," he said and smiled. "So about that question?"

"Of course, kid," she said and laughed silently.

"Why are you and dad together?" he asked. Emma looked at him and tilted her head aside.

"Because we want you to have a normal family," she answered truthfully. The kid had her ability to read people so she couldn't bear to lie to him.

He shook his head and sighed, "Mom, I'm the grandson of Snow White, Prince Charming and Rumple, I can never have a normal family." Which made Emma laugh, he was right, "and honestly, I love it."

"I know you don't love Dad. I know you love someone else and I'm totally fine with it," he continued. He was way too smart for his age.

"I'm not in love with anyone, kiddo," Emma replied with a soft smile.

"I'm not dumb, Mom. I can see the way you and Killian look at each other. And I see the way you stiffen when dad comes too close to you," he said and laughed at his mother's expression. Her face had turned pale, mouth open, eyes ready to pop out.

"I-," she started, but for once she had no idea what to say. Was she in love with Killian? Honestly, she didn't know. Sure, he was handsome, nice, there for her when she needed it, and even his innuendos weren't so bad after all. She liked having him around her, he always knew the right thing to do or say.

"You okay, Mom?" Henry asked and laughed again. "Looks like you're doing some heavy math in your head."

She looked at him with a smile and shook her head. "I was just trying to comprehend what you were saying right there."

"About you and Killian? Mom, everyone knows it," he said laughing.

"What are you talking about?" Emma replied utterly confused.

"Everyone can see the way you look at each other, even Dad. Why do you think he's always trying to steer you and me away from the docks."

"Kiddo, I really don't know what you're talking about and it's time for homework," Emma said, not wanting to think about this anymore.

Henry rolled his eyes –yeah, totally her son-, but stood up without a complaint and went to his room to work on his homework.

Emma still wasn't sure about what had just happened. Did her son give her permission to date Killian? The thought made her laugh out loud. Surprisingly, the thought of dating the fearsome pirate didn't scare her at all. In fact it made her heart flutter a bit. In that moment, she knew what she had to do. She called Mary Margaret asking her to watch Henry for a bit because there was something she needed to do before it was too late. She prayed with all her heart she wasn't already.

I know it's been done before, SORRY! I just wanted to make my own story with this plot. Next chapter coming on Wednesday, it'll probably be the last chapter.

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