A/N: I've been working on this one for a while now and kind of forgot about it… Oops. AU Graham didn't die. Alternate version of end of 3A, start of 3B. I, of course, am lame, and since it's been a month since I touched this don't remember why she has false memories of Graham himself.

She wraps her arms around him, and he hates that this moment will have to end.

When it does, they will never see each other again. He lived through the Queen crushing his heart because of her, and yet they still will be separated. Pan's curse- The only way to escape it- Henry cannot leave this world, and Emma must stay with him.

"I don't want to lose you," she says, a soft, scared tone in her voice that he's not used to and wishes he could soothe away.

"You won't even know I'm gone, Em," he replies sadly. She won't remember him. He will remember her, know his pack is incomplete. But she- She won't.

"I know," she breathes, "and that scares the hell out of me."

"I'll remember for both of us, my mate."

"Graham- I don't want to be who I was before you."

He gently kisses her temple, knowing there's nothing he can really say.

"True Love always finds each other, Em. There has to be a way."

…

"Graham!" David's voice calls out. He steps out of the woods at his King's summons.

"Your majesty?" he questions Emma's father. A small vial is pressed into his hand.

"Find Hook. Get him to take you to Emma. Regina says the false memories would've sent them to New York. The Wicked Witch is- Regina says she's likely to re-curse us. Belle told us she brought back the Dark One and has his dagger. Emma would- We would need her back. This will restore her memories."

He doesn't trust Regina's judgement in the slightest, but Belle's? She is a good friend, and wise, and if she thinks this new witch is that much of a threat- And besides, he aches to see his family again.

…

He knocks on the apartment door. A little help from a quick internet search had led him to her bail-bonds services, and a bit deeper digging had led to her door.

"Graham?" she looks incredulous, and suddenly her arms are around him and he doesn't understand. She's not supposed to remember him at all.

"It's me, Em," he assures through his confusion, fingers tangling in golden locks.

"They told me- When they didn't find you, they told me you were probably dead!" she sobs into his shoulder. He understands, then, she has false memories of his going missing.

"I'm sorry, Princess," he whispers, "I- I was being held. Far away. I only just found my way back."

"Princess?" she draws back, a smile on her face. He knew that would get her attention. "How many times did I tell you never to call me princess?"

"Not enough," he shakes his head, unsure what her false memories are, what she thought they had been, why she has memories of him at all. It would be strange of him to ask and she'd know if he said something wrong, call him out on it, that was her nature. He would have to tread carefully, but perhaps not so carefully as he had thought he would.

"How did you find us, though? After you- The apartment in Boston burned, and-"

"Well, there is this magical thing called the internet… And you do advertise on there. This place was a little harder to find, but I had it narrowed down to New York, at least."

She narrows her eyes at his almost-teasing tone and for a moment he worries that she's suspicious of something - he's not sure what, but something - but then she presses her lips to his eagerly. He returns the kiss happily, but after mere moments she pulls back, eyes wide. She is staring at him like seeing him for the first time and- Is it possible that True Love's Kiss worked? But then, the potion that David gave him-

"How?" she lets out breathlessly, and he knows. It did work.

"Your parents sent me- Had me find Hook and get him to bring me here. There was a witch- All I know about her is that they thought she was planning to curse everyone again. They gave me this-" he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the potion - "But apparently you won't be needing it. It's supposed to restore memories… We should probably give it to Henry."

She nods, a fleeting sad look in her eyes and he wonders. Their new life was supposed to be happy. Clearly it wasn't perfect, not with her false memories having him missing and presumed dead, but- What had it been? What had he taken from her - what would this potion take from Henry?

"And then- We'll go home?" she asks, "To Storybrooke?"

"If it's there, I suppose- I was gone before the rest were cursed, I don't know if it's happened yet at all."

"Then we wait. We go see- We go see if Storybrooke is back. And if it is, we give this to Henry. But if it's not- We can't take this life away from him for no reason, Graham. It was better for him. He's happy, normal. He has friends, lots of friends-"

"Alright. If that's what's best for him, that's what we'll do."