I KNOW I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN FOREVER. SORRY ABOUT THAT. I GOT HOOKED ON WRITING A NEW ONE CALLED THERE'S LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL THAT'S PURE GREMMA FLUFF. I'M SKIPPING THREE MONTHS TO MOVE THE STORY ALONG. I'LL GIVE INSIGHT INTO WHAT HAPPENED DURING THOSE THREE MONTHS VIA FLASHBACKS, BUT I PROMISE YOU WON'T BE MISSING ANYTHING IMPORTANT.

DON'T OWN IT. ADAM AND EDDIE ARE AMAZING PEOPLE.

"Can I make lunch, too?" Henry asked.

"Go for it." Emma smiled.

"Is everybody okay with grilled cheese?" He called over his shoulder.

"Yeah." They said in unison.

"Cool." He opened a cabinet and pans fell out, making a racket.

"I need help." Emma said, sitting on the couch. "You guys know the jungle better than me, and I need to find Mr. Gold's son. I can't do that if I don't know where I'm going."

"Emma, I don't like that idea." Graham said, his eyes darting between her and Henry, fearing the boy would burn the castle down.

"You don't understand, Graham. All he wants is his kid back; I know that feeling. They do, too." She gestures to her parents. "I know what it's like to desperately want your parents. I'm doing this for Bae, and for Gold because I'm a good person. Trust me, I'm his last chance at finding him. He's not willing to screw it up." She said.

THREE MONTHS LATER

"Found him!" Emma yelled as she and James came up to a small clearing. "He's got to be in that tent."

"I agree." He drew his sword and they approached slowly.

"Baelfire?" She called, a few feet away from the tent. After a few seconds of swearing, a disheveled man came out, scowling.

"Who's asking?"

"Oh my God." She gasped.

"Emma?" He looked at her in awe.

"Sir, you have to come with us." James stepped forward protectively, but still put his weapon away. He watched the two, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Am I under arrest?" Bae challenged.

"You will be if you don't come." Sighing, he packed a bag and followed them. They walked in silence for a while before he spoke.

"I have really bad luck."

"Just shut up and keep walking." She said.

"Of course it's you I chose-" He started, but got cut off.

"Dad, how much longer?"

"Almost 5 hours." James answered, hiding a frown. He still didn't know what was happening, but he sensed it wasn't good.

"Is Henry mine?"

"Yes." This stopped James in his tracks. He whirled around and pinned Bae to a tree.

"You got my daughter pregnant?"

"She's pretty." Bae shrugged, giving the man a sly smile.

"I should kill you now." He threatened in a low tone. Emma pulled him away.

"Stop! Now's not the time or the place. Let's take a break." James let Bae go, but glared at him. "We need to talk." She dragged him to a nearby stream out of James' earshot. "I get you have control issues, but seriously…"

"I see you know my story."

"I honestly don't care. My son wouldn't stop talking about it. You stay away from him. I already have Regina trying… Shit. That makes Gold his grandfather… I'm the one that has bad luck."

"I'll give you that one. You also have a seriously screwed up family tree."

"Don't go there. Let's go back. Snow was really mad we wouldn't let her come."

James wasn't any less annoyed by the time they got to Rumplestiltskin's cell.

"We have your son. Now give us the potion." James said.

"Bae…" Rumplestiltskin fell to his knees and didn't bother fighting the tears. "I am so sorry. I tried… I tried to get to you, Son, I really did." He sobbed.

"Papa?" He couldn't believe it. His father really did care about him. Emma felt her own eyes grow damp at the reunion and opened the cell, ignoring James' protests. Father and son latched onto each other and looked like they would never let go. She rested her head on James' shoulder, and he wrapped her in a hug.

"Thank you." The imp mouthed. Emma gave him a watery smile.

"Let's go." She whispered to her father.

"We should lock him back up." James said.

"No. He got what he wanted. Let them be happy."

"Miss Swan?" He threw her a small vial. With that, the duo left.

"I'll go tell Snow we're home safe and sound while you give that to Regina." He said when they reached the castle driveway.

"Okay."

James jogged up to the door and smiled brightly as he came in.

"We're back. Emma's about to force feed Regina some true love." He hung up his coat then took in his wife's appearance. Snow's eyes were red and puffy, and she had a box of tissues next to her. "Oh God, what happened?" He was instantly at her side.

"It… I…" She broke down again, but managed to gesture to her stomach.

"No…" He frowned, and started crying.

"I'm sorry." She clung to him, sobs wracking her body.

"It's not your fault, Snow." He made her look at him. "These things happen." They sat like that for a while, rocking each other, when Emma came in. The blonde stopped and felt the panic set in.

"Is Henry okay?"

"He's fine." Snow said. "Graham took him to explore."

"So that accounts for everybody… except…" She looked at her mother's suddenly flat stomach. "Please tell me that it… Mom, I'm so sorry." She hesitantly hugged the woman, and then made her way to James. "If you guys want to try again, I'm okay with it. I know you don't need my permission, but…"

"Oh Emma." Snow grabbed her again. "We couldn't have had a better child." In that moment, Emma realized that no matter what, her parents loved her more than anything, and nothing could ever change that. The moment ended when the door flew open again.

"Mom!" Henry yelled, and she turned to look at him. Panic rose again and threatened to overwhelm her.

"I gotta go…" She made a mad dash for the stairs. Graham looked at the rest of them, a perplexed look crossing her face.

"I'm sorry for your loss." He knew exactly what happened, though he couldn't put a finger on why. "I'm gonna check on her." He gestured to where Emma disappeared.

"Let her be for a few minutes." James said.

"What happened?" Henry asked, looking at his grandparents with concern plastered on his face.

"Henry-" Snow's voice broke so James took over.

"We lost the baby."

"I'm sorry." He curled up between the two of them.

"Can I get you anything?" Graham asked awkwardly.

"Just make sure Emma's okay." That he did. He knocked on their door, but didn't get a response.

"It's me." He called.

"I don't want to talk." Came the muffled reply.

"Please don't shut me out." He pleaded.

"What's there to talk about, Graham? This whole thing sucks." She said angrily, but he ignored the tone.

"Can I come in?"

"No."

"It's my room, too, Emma." He turned the knob and took a step in, only to be met with a pillow hitting his face.

"Do you not understand the word 'no'?"

"Fine, fine. I'm leaving." He tossed the pillow back onto the bed and left. He went downstairs and James looked at him expectantly. "She threw a pillow at me." James chuckled.

"Let's go for a walk." He said. He squeezed his wife's hand one more time before leading the other man outside. "Snow was like that when we were first engaged. When she was really upset she'd refuse to talk about it. I'd get furious because I was only trying to help. Emma's so much like her. Today, she let Rumplestiltskin out so he could be with his son. That is the exact same thing Snow would do. I guess my point is is that you can't take it personally. They'd both been so used to being alone for so long that it's second nature to them. It'll get better, Graham. Look at Snow now. Sure, she can really push my buttons at times, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Emma will come around."

"How'd you deal with her until she did?"

"I gave her whatever she wanted; granted, that earned me some things being thrown at me, but it kept me in her good graces most of the time."

"If I give Emma what she wants now, then she'll keep thinking she has to go through things alone."

"She knows." James said.

"Apparently not…"

"There's a difference. She's let all of us in. I remember the first month we were here. When you mentioned 'your dad' or 'your mom', she'd run. Now, she openly calls us 'mom' and 'dad'. It may not be every time, but she does, and she accepts the fact that we're her parents."

"I guess you're right." Graham sighed.

"Emma's a very private person. She'll come to you when she's ready." With that, the men went back inside.

AGAIN, I'M SORRY FOR HOW LONG IT TOOK TO GET THIS UP. THE NEXT UPDATE WILL DEFINITELY BE FASTER.