A/N Thank you everyone for your support with this! You have made my week! Tomorrow I will update the final parts, sniffle, sniffle. I will be a little sad when this is over but all things must come to an end! Enjoy! Kisses and sweet dreams.

Emma, Regina and Mary Margaret all froze in shock. Henry didn't take his eyes off the woman who was huddled in the corner of the elevator. He had just seen her picture a few moments earlier and he knew it was her. He waited for an explaination.

Regina looked at her son and then back to the strange woman in her elavator who was shaking and confused about what was happening.

"What the hell do you think you are doing coming here unannounced and uninvited to my home?" Regina shrieked at the woman.

Emma looked at her confused for a moment wondering who Regina and Henry could be confusing her mother for.

"Whoa, whoa Gina, Henry, let's just calm down a minute. This is my Mother, Mary Margaret. Mom, this is Regina and Henry."

Henry looked up at Emma with curiosity. Then he looked at Mary Margaret. He remembered the description she had given him about her daughter, his birth mother. Tall, blonde, slim, green eyes.. check, check and check.

"You are my grandma! MaryM74 right? So, so, Emma is my..."

Regina interrupted with irritation.

"You are Henry's birth mother?"

Emma looked at her girlfriend questioningly. What the hell was happening here? The elavator wasn't helping with the situation. Emma felt the world was closing in on her.

"Regina, is... was Henry adopted?" Emma asked nervously.

Regina's eyes welled up and she dropped her head.

"Yes, Henry was adopted." Was all she could manage. She was hurting so badly right now and she didn't know what to think about anything. Her whole world had just come tumbling down.

Mary Margaret interrupted the exchange.

"I think we had better move this conversation somewhere a little more comfortable."

Regina, who was still holding the door motioned to Emma to step out and pointed to her door. She didn't make eye contact and Emma was also looking at the floor scuffing her boots. Henry was next out, followed by Mary Margaret. Emma pulled out her key and opened the door to which Mary Margaret gasped, "Is this your girlfriend?"

Nobody said anything as they all stepped into the apartment. Emma had just rolled her eyes at her mother's question. Regina began dialling a number on her phone and spoke into it. "Yes, this is Regina Mills speaking. Henry Mills will be absent today... yes... fine... goodbye." And she hung up. Whatever was going on here was going to be resolved today. She turned to Emma in a quiet rage.

"All this time, I thought you loved me! You were just using me to get close to Henry!"

"Regina, that's not... I didn't.." Emma tried.

"You tracked him down and moved into my building, followed me to my place of work and requested my services, all to get closer to him! Tell me Ms. Swan, how much of the Lily story was real, hmm? I bet you both had a good laugh about that night didn't you?"

Regina was ranting and she couldn't stop.

"Did you think I wouldn't find out? What were you going to do, huh? Kidnap my son in the middle of the night and leave me to pick up the pieces? No wonder you wouldn't send poor Henry your photo. You knew he would recognize you and tip me off!"

"Regina just stop it! Stop it!" Emma yelled at her lover completely distressed and shocked that she would imagine she could play with her emotions like that.

Regina carried on her assault. "All this time I questioned your abilities as a private eye! Well wasn't I the fool! You really have messed with the wrong person Ms. Swan. I am the best lawyer in Boston and you are well over the line of the law. I will sue your ass to kingdom come for emotional damages and if you think you are getting anywhere near Henry, think again!"

Emma thought she had finished and was trying to hold her arms to shake some sense into her but Regina brushed her off and with her index finger pointing in Mary Margaret's face she lost it.

"And you! You meddling old witch! You've been messaging my son in private for weeks, grooming him so it would be easier to yank him away from me! Poisoning him against me!"

Mary Margaret was shaking with anger. She had done no such thing! This woman was obviously possessed and wasn't about to take shit from this horrible bitch.

"And praise the Lord we found him! He'd be better off far away from the likes of a mad woman like you!" She was bating her. She was angry that one, this was the woman who was corrupting her daughter and two, that she had personally attacked her and accused her of such horrid things.

Regina forgot herself for a moment and jumped towards the older woman, backing her against the wall. "You think I'm mad now! You don't want to see me when I really cut loose! You are lucky that my son is here, otherwise you would see just how much of psycho i can be."

Henry had had enough. Everyone was screaming at each other and he didn't understand why. "Shut up! All of you! Just shut the hell up!" When the three women turned to face him silently he continued. "You are supposed to be the grown ups here and I'm the only one who is acting mature. Fighting isn't going to solve anything. Look, we're all here now so can't we be civilized and talk about it? Mom, I love you. I'm not going anywhere. Grandma, please don't yell at my Mom. She's not mad, she's just upset about the situation. Emma. Is it true? Are you my birth mother?"

All three woman looked down at their feet feeling ashamed that they had behaved in such an uncouth manner and had to be calmed down by a thirteen year old boy.

"Henry is right. We need to talk about this calmly." Emma finally managed to say something. "Henry, yes I believe I am your birth mother and Regina," she took her lover's hand gently, "I swear to you, I didn't know. I only found out yesterday that my Mom had tracked him down and I didn't for one minute imagine he was Henry."

Regina looked up into Emma's big green eyes, searching for the truth. She wanted to believe her but the amount of coincidences stacked to the contrary were making it hard to trust her.

"I sent a message last night before I came to your place telling my son to talk to his mother and that it was her decision if I get to see him or not and I meant it. Knowing he is Henry doesn't change that for me. If anything, I'm happier than ever knowing that the woman I love, the woman that I somehow managed to meet in this crazy world is the same woman who took my child in at a time that I was unable to be there, raised him as her own and did an amazing job with him. Regina, please believe me. I had absolutely no idea Henry was adopted. How could I? You never told me."

Mary Margaret was watching the current display of affection her daughter was showing the dark haired woman. If it had been anyone else, she would have been proud of her little speech, but she just couldn't accept that her daughter could love another woman. She averted her eyes but couldn't hold back the sigh and throat clearing.

"Mother, if you have a problem with my love for Regina, you may as well leave now because I am not going to censor myself to make you happy. This is all your fault! All of it. If you had just left things alone and let me get on with my life without interfering, nobody would be hurting now."

Mary Margaret was blinking back tears. "I'm sorry Emma. I really am. I think I should leave. When you are ready, I'll be upstairs." And she left.