A/N I've changed chapter 11 so that it has to be a Mills who eats the turnover, thank you QueenApples for the suggestion XD, hope it you guys feel that it helps the story :) Hope you guys enjoy the chapter :)

Chapter thirteen

"What's he doing with my son?" Regina asked angrily.

"He's Henry's father," Emma replied, trying to remain calm.

"And when were you planning to tell me this," she countered.

The blonde let out a dramatic sigh, "relax."

The brunette just rolled her eyes and walked away, not noticing the saviour staring longingly after her.

Emma opened her eyes and groaned, "just a dream," she mumbled.

Henry walked into the guest room at the mansion that Emma had opted to stay in holding a piece of paper.

Emma sighed and took it, "what is this?"

"Well I was thinking that my kiss should have woke her up, so I thought that I should look at the contract again. It says that only the saviour will be able to break the curse," he explained.

Emma began to massage her temples, "Henry, she is not cursed."

"Then explain why she's suddenly in a coma," he replied defiantly.

"Do I look like a doctor?" she countered.

Henry shook his head, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes, "I can't believe I actually tried to find you, you're a horrible person."

"Henry wait," Emma shouted as he turned to leave the room. She jumped out of bed and walked over to him, "I know I'm being an ass, I'm sorry about your mom but please stop talking about curses."

He huffed, but gave her a small nod, "will you take me to see her?"

Emma nodded, "you can see her for about half an hour while you have breakfast, then...I guess that you should go to school, right?"

He gave a small smile, "getting the hang of this are we?"

"Go and get ready," she pointed and he just shook his head and walked away.

Regina opened her eyes and looked around.

She began to feel panic rising seeing nothing but dark oblivion surrounding her, it reminded her far too much of the optical illusions that her mother had employed as punishments.

"Regina?" a voice called out.

Said woman felt herself relax as she recognised the voice, "Emma," she said happily turning around, only to be met with another person entirely. She sat back down and put her head in her hands, "I'm going mad."

She was met with a masculine chuckle, "don't worry Gina, anything is possible in this plane of existence."

"Which is?" she asked.

Daniel sat next to her and offered a small smile, "I suppose you could call it limbo, or purgatory."

She placed her head on his shoulder, "you've been here all these years?" she asked sadly.

He began to stroke his hand softly down her hair, "I'm not prepared to move on until I know that you're happy."

She scoffed, "then you'll be here for a lot longer, then again I suppose I'll probably be here with you."

"I'm not so sure," he replied.

"Why?" she asked with a small sniffle.

"Well you've clearly found your true love."

Regina shook her head, "I think that may be a leap, I've based everything off one look when we were both about to die."

"One look is all it takes, remember how we met?" he asked softly.

Regina smiled, "you were terrified of my mother yelling at you, and I smiled at you before she ordered me to leave. You brought me flowers for making you feel better."

"In that moment I knew you would be the best thing in my life, and from what I have seen this Emma Swan feels the same."

"Seen?" she asked sadly, realising just how short his life was.

"I've been watching you every moment since I got here, how else would I know whether you were happy?" he replied.

"You've seen everything I've done?" she asked fearfully, as tears actually began to fall.

He nodded and made a small shushing noise, "I know that the Evil Queen was a persona."

"You must have been so disappointed in me, I became exactly like my mother," she cried.

He shook his head, "you became what you had to in order to get your happy ending. If you never cast the curse Henry would never have existed."

"But my father would be alive," she sighed.

"I would give up my life any day for your happiness," another voice joined.

Regina looked up from Daniel's shoulder, "daddy," she shouted as she launched forward and hugged him, "I'm so sorry," she mumbled against his shoulder.

He let out a small laugh of joy as he brought his arms around his daughter, "it's okay child, I forgave you instantly."

"How?" she choked out.

"A parent would do anything for their child, something that you clearly understand. I am so proud of you, Regina," he cooed.

She let herself smile at his words and hugged him tighter.

"What am I supposed to do now?" she asked softly.

Daniel stood up and walked over to the pair, "you have to wait for this Emma to believe."

I am going to be here for a while, she inwardly sighed.

"She ate a poisoned pastry?" August asked.

Graham nodded, "now she's under a sleeping curse and Henry says that Emma is the only one who can break it."

"Rather ironic," August mumbled.

"So what was your plan for making her believe?" the sheriff asked.

"I didn't really think that far ahead," he frowned.

"What?" Graham laughed.

"I was focused on not turning back to wood," he replied only to be met with a surprised look, "oh relax, it's not the strangest thing you've ever heard."

"It's definitely up there," he chuckled.

"Well we need a plan if Regina is ever going to wake up," Graham sighed.

"You seriously wouldn't be happier if the queen died, the curse would break," August pointed out.

"If you asked me twenty-eight years ago then the answer would be yes, but she's different now," he replied. They each sat in silence for a moment before a thought occurred to the hunter, "that dirty little imp."

"What?" August asked in surprise.

"Henry said that the contract said that a Mills had to eat the turnover. He probably knows that Emma won't believe anytime soon, so he tricked Regina into eating it."

"What if the kid had ate it before he got home?" he asked sceptically.

"Then Regina would have done everything in her power to make Emma believe, but if Regina dies then the curse breaks. Either way he gets what he wants," he said exasperated.

"But I thought that the sleeping curse only makes a person you know...sleep," he answers, clearly confused.

"Yes in the Enchanted Forest, but there's no magic here so she's essentially being poisoned."

"And how do you know this?" August asked with a raised eyebrow.

"She explained it to me."

"Why?" he laughed.

"You know, the whole villain monologue thing, she explained it before sending me to give it to Snow White."

"Oh, you're the hunter," August said triumphantly, "I was trying to figure it out."

"Why didn't you ask Pinocchio?" he asked with a laugh.

"This way was much more fun, and how do you know who I am?"

"Turning back to wood is a dead giveaway, speaking of which I think that you and Regina both need magic ," he said.

"And how do you suppose we do that?" he replied.

"We really need someone who knows the future," the sheriff sighed.