By the end of a lengthy sex talk, Emma and Henry are both sitting in stools staring at Regina with disgusted expressions.

"And that is why you need to remember the use of contraceptives," she finishes, staring at Henry.

He pushes his food away. "Did you really have to be so graphic?"

"Agreed," Emma gags.

Regina glares at Emma. "This is an important topic that we obviously made a mistake by skipping when he was younger, so yes."

Emma nods and pats Henry on the back. "You seemed legitimately shocked by a lot of that, so can I assume you're still a virgin?"

Henry quickly looks back down at his plate.

"Henry!" Regina gasps. "Why didn't you talk to one of us?"

"Mom, I'm not 14 anymore. I'm sorry if we missed some monumental stepping stone or whatever, but ship's done been sailed."

Emma grimaces. "Oh I so didn't want to think about this. I thought we had many years left."

Regina and Henry both turn to her. "Honestly, Emma," Regina scolds. "Please start paying more attention to him."

Emma shakes her finger. "No, no, no. We are not having this argument again. I will do my best." She turns to Henry. "I try to always be honest with you, can you promise to do the same?"

Henry stares at her then nods. "I'm sorry I never told you about Amelia, and I'm sorry I tried to bring her over without asking."

"She hasn't come over before, has she?" Emma asks hopefully.

"No, Ma. That was gonna be our first night here."

Emma drops her head down on the counter. "Oh thank god." She looks back up at Regina. "See? Told you."

Regina rolls her eyes. "Henry, have you been careful?"

"Mom," he whines.

Her expression turns fierce. "No, Henry. You do not get out of this. Have you been careful with this girl? There are very real and serious consequences to having sex, protected or unprotected. You have a great deal of physical and emotional aspects to consider every time you copulate so I expect you to be completely honest with me. Have you been careful?"

Henry nods quickly. "Yes, I promise."

Emma shifts to face him. "What about emotionally?"

"What?"

"Have you been careful with her emotions? With your own emotions?"

Henry shrugs. "I don't know. Maybe."

Regina crosses her arms. "Henry, your mother says you've been calling off your relationship every time you return home to see Grace. Why?"

Henry just shrugs again.

"Nope, not good enough," Emma responds. "Try again."

He sighs. "She's fun, okay? We have a good time. Good… sex. And we just like being around each other."

"So the problem is what exactly?" Emma asks.

"She's not Grace," he says quietly.

Emma and Regina look at each other then back to him as he drops his head. Emma squeezes his shoulder. "Then why aren't you dating Grace?"

Henry rolls his eyes. "And how in the hell am I supposed to do that?"

"Henry," Regina warns about his language.

"We're hundreds of fucking miles away-"

"Henry, that's enough." Regina sends a piercing glare at him until he leans back away from her and gives her a small nod.

Emma's eyes dart between them as she slowly stands and puts out her hands. "Okay, let's take a quick breather. Regina, can I borrow you?" Emma holds out her hand across the counter for Regina, but Regina merely glares at her. "The bedroom, please?"

With one last glance at Henry who still hasn't straightened up in his seat, Regina walks to the bedroom, tailed by Emma.

Once the door is closed, Regina spins around to Emma. "Why does my son suddenly think he can speak to me that way?"

"You aren't exactly squeaky clean either, okay?"

"I am an adult."

"You're the one arguing he is too."

Regina narrows her eyes at Emma. "Is this really the route you want to go down in this conversation?"

Emma shakes her head. "No." She reaches out and takes Regina's shoulders. "I know we're both upset and slightly weirded out right now."

"I don't get weirded out."

"Okay then I'm weirded out, but we need to be on the same team here. Henry's actually struggling with something, and he needs us to help him."

Regina bunches the fabric of Emma's dress over her abs and pulls her close, resting her face in Emma's neck. Emma kisses her temple and wraps her arms around her.

Regina tilts her head back to look at Emma. "When did he get so big?"

"He was already big when he found me, so you'll have to tell me."

"He was a good baby. It would have been nice to raise him with you."

Emma laughs. "You would have murdered me back then. You came close to it as it was."

Regina shrugs. "Well it sounds nice now."

Emma looks down at her. "Do you want another kid?"

Regina scoffs and pulls back. "Do I look like your mother? I do not need children an entire generation apart, thank you." Regina straightens up her clothes. "Let's go cheer up our one and only son."

"I was just checking." She kisses Regina's lips before taking her hand and leading her from the bedroom.

They find Henry playing a video game again. Emma sits down in the chair, and Regina sits right next to him, rubbing his arm for him to pause the game.

"Talk to us, kid," Emma starts.

Henry shakes his head. "There's not much to say."

"I'm sure there's plenty. Let's start with Grace."

Henry laughs. "Why?"

Regina squeezes his arm. "Henry, we want to help you. We love you, and we want nothing less than your happiness. Grace makes you happy, so let's work together how to nurture that relationship."

Henry looks between the two of them. "This is a joke right? You're joking."

Emma cocks her head. "Neither of us are laughing, Henry. We both feel this is important."

He shakes his head and stands up. "In what world would I take relationship advice from you two? Tell me, Ma, what are you going to do when Spring Break's over? It's gonna be just the two of us again for three more weeks while you pine away over Mom." Henry turns to Regina. "And what are you going to do? Just keep pretending everything's grand with this family, that there are no problems, that we're your perfect duo you get to bring home and show off?"

"I have never treated you like a door prize, Henry. Where is this coming from?"

"Fine, maybe not me, but what about Ma? You get to bring her home, play with her, then throw her back on a plane in pieces that I have to try desperately to glue back together. You don't know what it's like, Mom. You just don't get it."

Regina stands up, matching Henry. "Do you think I enjoy watching both of you walk out of my sight every month? Do you think I enjoy the idea of you both being down here by yourselves? Do you think I enjoy the silence of our house when you aren't there? Because if you think for one second that this whole situation doesn't rip out my heart every time you board a plane, then you are wrong."

They stare each other down until Emma stands up and puts a hand on each of them. "This feels like it's quickly turning into a fight over me, and I'm not interested in that, so let's calm down. Henry, we very much want to be your support, but you have to be open to that. I know you're upset right now, and you're probably in a lot of pain thinking about Grace, but taking it out on us is only going to make things worse."

Henry clenches his jaw and steps back from both of them. "I don't want to talk about this anymore. I'm sorry it ever got brought up. Go on your date. I'm just going to go to sleep."

"We'll stay here, Henry," Regina responds.

Henry balls his fist. "No. You cannot keep putting your relationship on hold for me. That doesn't help me figure out what to do with Grace, and it doesn't help you figure out yourselves. Stop using me as a crutch and go finally be a couple."

Emma looks at Regina and shrugs. Regina sighs and sits back down on the edge of the couch.

Henry takes a deep breath and sits down to pull Regina into a hug. "I'm sorry. Please go and make tonight about you, not me."

Regina looks into his eyes. "Henry, I want to help you."

"Then help me by showing me a healthy relationship. We haven't had much of that in our lives."

Emma chuckles but stops when Regina glares at her.

"I'll do my best, Henry." She kisses his hair. "Maybe you should call Grace and just talk to her."

He nods. "Maybe I will. Thanks, moms." He gets up and moves past them to his room. He stops in the doorway. "And don't worry, I'll be here, alone, when you get back." He closes the door.

Emma takes the few steps to sit next to Regina.

Regina quickly turns and grabs Emma face. Emma is surprised to see tears brimming. "I've been hurting you so much for so long."

Emma shrugs. "It's not that bad."

Regina shakes her head and closes her eyes. "No, it really is."

"Well, I have an idea of a way you can make it up to me."

She opens her eyes. "What is it?"

"Go out with me tonight, and let's avoid fighting."

"No promises," Regina smiles.

Emma nods. "Let's just do our best." Emma takes Regina's hand and leads her to the front door.