Chapter nineteen
"You remember?" Henry asked tentatively.
Emma turned away from Regina to see Henry, Graham and August, "Henry? I forgot how tiny you used to be," she laughed.
Henry looked down at his body and shook his head.
"You can break the curse," he said excitedly.
Graham forward and placed a hand on his shoulder, "remember what Gold told us?"
Henry sighed, "go on then," he said turning to Emma.
The blonde nodded and walked over to Graham, "I need the skeleton keys to get into the library."
Graham hands her the sword, and pulled out a set of keys, "Gold thought of everything."
"Gold?" Emma asked cautiously.
"Yeah...Henry kind of verbally assaulted him until he agreed to help."
"How?" she laughed, turning to the ten-year-old.
"He told me that I'm his grandson, it made it easy," he shrugged.
"You know about Neal?"Emma choked.
Henry shook his head, "I just know that his Mr Gold's son, but it's not important right now," he replied while gesturing towards his mother.
Emma nodded, placing her hand on Henry's shoulder she offered a small smile, "sorry I've been so stubborn."
Henry stood silent for a moment, before softly hugging her, "sorry I was so horrible to you."
She let out a small laugh, before lightly placing her hand on his hair, "I deserved it."
"Yeah, you kind of did," he smirked.
"Are you sure about this?" Graham asked, as he followed the determined saviour.
"I've already done it once," she pointed out.
"But it's a dragon," he said dramatically.
"I got over that, a lot of weirder things happened," she laughed, but she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Graham ran into her back and stumbled slightly, "what happened?"
Emma pointed towards two people openly holding hands, "I thought my parents didn't get together until after the curse broke."
Graham shook his head, "Regina convinced Kathryn to let go."
"She helped Snow?"
"She said something about an idiotic love triangle," he answered.
Emma began to smile, "what else has she done?"
"She gave me my heart, released Belle and...she's been trying to get you to break the curse."
Emma sighed in relief, "she's actually trying to be good."
"She must have been trying before," he frowned.
Emma nodded, "she did try, but nobody would give her the chance because everything that she did. But maybe now they will." After a moment Emma smiled at Graham, "by the way, I'm glad that you're alive."
"So am I," he laughed, as they continued walking, "who was the sheriff in the future?"
"I was, why?"
"Because I hate it there," he laughed.
"Why?"
"I was a hunter, I can't be trapped in an office reporting Pongo running away every day, besides the saviour should really be the sheriff."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I think I have a favour that I call in from Regina."
Reaching the library, Emma opened the door in seconds and strode towards the elevator at the back.
"So ...good luck," Graham laughed.
"I'll be fine," she assured, "when I shout up, you need to press that button."
Graham nodded.
Pressing the button the doors opened, and Emma took in a calming breath, "I can do this," she whispered.
She gave one more smile to Graham, before stepping into the metal contraption.
Unsheathing the sword, she swung it around to test its weight, still perfect she mentally noted.
The elevator crashed to the ground with a shudder.
Gripping the sword she stepped forward into the familiar cavern.
"Maleficent," she shouted, "I don't have a lot of time for this."
Dust began to fall from the ceiling as a roar echoed throughout; Emma saw the dark shadows begin to move. Looking around, she notices the slightly higher platform, and began to run towards it. Fire began to follow her path, but she refused to look back, and continued running, now jumping from small jutting out rocks.
With on final jump, she rolled and stood up. Turning she saw the dragon flying not far away. Lifting her head, she prepared for another attack.
Emma sighed in relief as the weak spot became obvious. Just like last time she thought, clutching the sword hilt with both hands, she brought it over her head and threw it with all the force she could.
The blonde sighed in relief as the dragon let out a strangled noise, the sword deeply impaled, she began to disintegrate.
Taking a moment to catch her breath, she hopped down, walking towards the pile of ash she picked up her prize.
"Is that the face of a believer?" Gold smirked, as Emma and Graham walked into the pawn shop.
"Shut up Gold," Emma shot back.
Handing him the phial with her parent's hair, she said "go and do whatever you did last time."
"Very gracious of you to deliver it," he laughed.
"Well it was gracious of you not to steal it," she sneered.
Gold took the phial and inspected it.
A moment later Emma's phone began to ring, "hello."
"Emma," Henry cried.
"Henry, what's wrong?" she asked worriedly.
"Dr Whale was wrong, apparently she doesn't have a week."
"Henry, try and calm down, tell me what happened," she said softly, though she actually wanted to scream.
"He said something like she coded or something, and they may not be able to bring her back next time," he sniffled.
"Henry, it's going to be okay, I got the magic, Mr Gold just needs to do...something," she replied, "I won't let her die."
After a small 'okay' she hung up and turned to the pawn shop owner, "I would hurry up if I were you."
Gold just smirked at the thinly veiled threat, "I will make haste saviour, perhaps you should return to madam mayor."
Emma ran into the hospital room, and Henry gave a small smile when he noticed the sword sheathed at her side, but it fell almost instantly as he turned back to his mother.
"What if Mr Gold isn't fast enough?" he sniffled.
"He will be," she smiled, placing a hand on his shoulder.
A moment of silence fell, before Henry asked, "what's Storybrooke like without the curse?"
"Even stranger," Emma laughed.
Henry smiled, before it fell into a frown, "why was I so horrible to my mom?"
"How would you know?"
"Mr Gold showed me," he replied.
Emma gave a small sigh before sitting next to him, "no one was blameless, Henry. Your mom, she did some...bad things, but no one gave her a chance. I never forced you to spend time with her, but you can look at this as a second chance for you as well."
Henry smiled, "I guess you're right, she did seem really happy before she ate the turnover."
"Now you just need to make sure it stays that way when she wakes up, you can make it up to her," she said with a playful punch to the shoulder.
"I will."
For the next few minutes Emma stared out the window, hoping for purple smoke to come billowing towards her any moment, but a beeping sound brought her out of her concentration.
"Come on, Gold," she whispered, before jumping to her feet.
"Whale," she shouted down the hall, running back she grabbed Henry by the arm, and softly pulled him over to the wall.
Within seconds Whale ran in, followed by a team of nurses.
"What's happening?" Henry shouted, over the noise.
Whale inspected the heart monitor, and began barking orders at the nurses.
"Charge to 200,"..."clear"..."charge again,"..."clear."
Whale stared intently at the heart monitor, before shaking his head, "time of death, 16.34."
"No!" Henry shouted, "you can't stop, Emma... tell them not to stop," he cried as the blonde grabbed him so he wouldn't run forward.
"Henry," she whispered, "it's going to be okay."
"No, it's not," he cried, hitting her shoulder he tried to get free. "I haven't told her I love her enough times, she can't leave me."
"What's that?" one of the nurses shrieked.
Emma looked over, the bellowing purple smoke was engulfing Main Street.
"Magic," Emma answered, before releasing Henry.
Henry he pointed at the bed, "kiss her."
Whale looked between the two, "what?"
Emma ignored the doctor and ran forward, desperately trying not to focus on the deafening sound of the heart monitor, she can't be dead, she leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips.
Light burst out, spreading across Storybrooke.
Whale's expression changed, looking around he said, "oh my God."
"Frankenstein?" Emma asked hopefully.
Whale nodded, and Emma and Henry each let out a sigh of relief.
Regina watched Emma rush into the hospital room, "she did it," she smiled.
"You doubted her," Daniel frowned.
Regina shook her head, looking between the three standing before her, "not for a second, it's just..."
Her father walked forward and placed a hand on shoulder, "you want to stay here?" he asked with a furrowed brow.
"Well it would be easier," she said with a weak smile.
Cora shook her head, "it's never easier to just watch the lives of those you love."
Looking down at the floor, she sighed, "but..."
"You have to go back to your family," Daniel urged, "just know that we'll be here."
Regina offered him a smile, before launching to hug him, "thank you," she whispered.
"Time of death, 16.34"
Regina closed her eyes, and let out a sigh.
"Kiss her."
Removing herself from Daniel's hug she moved towards her parent, she hugged them both at the same time, "I'll miss you so much."
"We'll miss you to," her father whispered.
She felt a something soft touch to her lips, and she smiled as she closed her eyes.
Letting out a steeling breath, she opened them again to be met with the sight of a white ceiling.
She heard Emma ask, "Frankenstein?"
After a few moments she sat up slightly, "you certainly took your time, Swan."
Emma turned, and a huge smile adorned her face, "Regina," she breathed.
Without warning, Henry ran forward, "mom!"
Regina accepted the hug instantly, as she felt tears fall on her shoulder she whispered, "it's okay my little prince."
"You were dead," he cried.
"I'm here now my little prince," she whispered.
He pulled back slightly and looked between his mothers with a small smile he said, "Miss Blanchard isn't going to be happy."
Emma's face paled, and she sighed, "do we have to tell her how the curse broke."
"You can't lie to Snow White," Henry laughed.
A/N The general consensus seems to be that Cora should live, if you guys want to see a twist on the other seasons I would appreciate any ideas you would like to see in this universe. Hope you like the chapter :)