Emma kept having Henry call or text Regina on their way back to Storybrooke. They were about 40 minutes out when Henry's phone beeped.
"It's mom. She says she is fine and is sorry for leaving me like that," he said.
"Text her back and tell her we are on our way to Storybrooke in case she hasn't listened to her all her messages," Emma said.
She glanced over to see him typing in the message. Waiting for a reply was excruciating for her. When the phone beeped, she saw Henry typing back immediately and then a moment later there was another beep.
"What did she say?"
"She asked how close we were to Storybrooke and I told her and then she asked if I would ask you if we could go straight to her house."
"Tell her yes. Tell her we will be there soon."
Emma felt a little weight come off of her shoulders. At least Regina was there and must be somewhat willing to talk to her.
She increased her speed and they were pulling up in front of her house 30 minutes later.
"Why is there one of the sheriff's cruisers here?" Henry asked.
"I don't know," Emma said suddenly getting worried. The cruiser was parked in the driveway, although its lights were off. They walked up to the door, Emma again looking over at the cruiser.
She knocked on the front door and Regina answered. "Come in," she said moving out of the way for them to enter. She shut the door behind them and began walking back to the main room.
"Why is there a sheriff's car outside?" Emma asked.
As they entered the room, Emma saw two deputies – two who were added to the force not long before she had left. There was also another man in a suit there.
"What is going on?" Emma asked.
The man in the suit approached her, handing her some paper. "Do you recognize the signature on those forms?" he asked.
Emma looked at the sheets of paper – at forms she never expected to see again.
"What is it?" Henry asked.
"Henry maybe you should go upstairs to your room," Regina said.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Do as you she says," Emma said still looking at the papers. "Don't worry, it's ok. Just go."
Henry looked at Regina and then Emma, and slowly left the room. Emma turned to Regina, "Don't do this."
"You haven't left me any choice."
"Regina, come on, I came here to talk to you, to apologize and you ambush me with this shit."
Regina looked away from her.
"Do you recognize the signature?" the guy asked again.
"Yes," Emma said. "It's my fucking signature, is that what you want me to say."
"Then you agree that you gave up all custody of your son when he was a day old?"
"Regina. Damn it Regina look at me." She waited for Regina to look at her and she saw the hurt in the other woman's eyes – hurt she knew she was the cause of. "Don't do this. Please, we can work this out."
"My client wishes to press charges of interference with custody against Miss Swan," the man said. "Unless you leave now. Any further discussions regarding the custody of the minor child Henry Mills can take place when you have legal representation if you plan on asserting a right you gave up a long time ago. My client, Miss Mills, is the legal parent of Henry Mills, as the documents show. You can leave now Miss Swan, or these fine gentleman of the law will escort you to a jail cell."
"Regina," she said more sternly. "You have to be joking with this bullshit."
"He's my son," Regina said. "You can't just take him from me because you wish it."
"Kind of like you are doing now?"
"No," Regina said. "I recognize that you are also his mother. And I am completely open to working out a custody agreement with you. I have no plans to contest your rights as his birth mother. But you apparently don't want to give me the same respect as his mother so you've left me no choice."
"If you think I am going to happily leave here, you are crazy," she said. "Make these guys leave and you and I will sit and we will talk. We need to talk about it, about everything, about what you said."
Regina looked away, "You can forget about what I said. It's not true because you aren't the person I thought you were. This is just me proving I am the person you apparently think I am. Get out of my house."
"You heard her Miss Swan," the lawyer said.
"Fuck you," she said back to him. "I'm not leaving."
"Deputies."
The two men approached her. "Ma'am you need to leave," one of them said.
"I'm not leaving," she said again looking at Regina.
"Ma'am," the other said putting a hand on her arm. She pushed him back away from her and other grabbed her. She was forced against the wall where the handcuffs were put on her. She stared at Regina as they pulled her around and then led her to the door. They got to the foyer where Henry was sitting on the steps.
"What are you doing? Where are you taking my mom?" he asked.
"It's fine Henry," Emma said. "It's just a misunderstanding. Isn't that right Regina?"
Regina approached Henry and put a hand on his shoulder as they led Emma out the door. Regina shut the door behind them so neither had to watch them put her in the cruiser. She heard Emma yell her name once more.
"Why was she being arrested?"
She led him over to the steps and sat down beside him.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I … I don't have any excuse for what I just did."
"What did you do?"
"I didn't want you or Emma to go back to New York and I asked her not to take you, and she wouldn't listen. And then when I was there –some of the things she said to me. The way she has acted toward me, it's like she doesn't care that I am your mother too. I love you Henry and I don't want to have to rely on her whims as to whether I get to see you or not. It's not fair to me and it's not fair to you. She and I need to work this out so we can each be your parent."
"Did you have to have her arrested?"
"No, that was just an added bonus. Don't worry, my attorney has instructions to have her bailed out in a few hours and drop the charges. I never meant for her to actually go to jail for this. I need her to understand that I am going to fight to be with you. She and I need to talk, although I imagine I have made that more difficult now."
"What about what you said in New York? You said you loved her. Is that true?"
"I don't know anymore."