Emma flings open the apartment door and marches toward her bedroom.

Henry jumps from the couch and puts his hands out to stop her. "She's really mad at you."

"I bet she is," Emma says knocking his hands away.

He steps in front of her again, his back near the bedroom door. "I don't recommend going in there."

"You're not going to stop me, Henry. So do us both a favor, and for once, just stay out of it." She clenches her jaw when she sees that her words struck a chord but just shakes her head and moves past him.

Regina looks up from the book she's reading and watches Emma enter and close the door. "What, no pretty redhead with you?"

Emma rolls her eyes. "Get over yourself. I'm tired of your jealousy."

"It was a little hard not to be jealous when your supervisor was only moments from sitting in your lap."

"Whatever. Why'd you show up there today?"

Regina sets the book down. "I was trying to be a good girlfriend."

"You're not my girlfriend."

Regina stands and rests her hands on Emma's forearms. "Maybe I'd like to be."

Emma stares down at her forearms. She looks up and shakes her head. "I can't."

Regina squeezes Emma's skin under her fingers. "Emma, please, I want to be with you. Let's make this work together."

Pulling her arms free of Regina's grasp, Emma steps back and shakes her head again. "No, Regina. I don't trust you anymore."

"What!" Regina tries to step forward but Emma just steps back again.

"I don't know that I can trust you with my heart again."

Regina moves forward on Emma, backing her all the way to the door, and takes her head in her hands. "Emma, I love you. I love you so much."

Emma looks back and forth between her eyes. "But are you in love with me?"

Regina kisses her lightly. "I think I am."

"You think?" Emma shrugs her off and side steps out of her reach again. "That's not enough for me."

"That's all I have right now, Emma."

"Then maybe you're not enough for me."

Tears stream down both of their cheeks. Regina reaches out for Emma, but Emma just shakes her head and cries more. Regina moves forward anyways and wraps Emma in a hug. She tucks her head into the crook of Emma's neck and cries with her.

"I love you," Regina says.

"I love you too." Emma nods.

Regina kisses Emma's neck and squeezes tighter. "I'm not giving up on us."

Emma clenches her eyes shut and whispers, "Please don't give up."

Pulling back only slightly, Regina runs a hand down Emma's face and pulls her head closer into a kiss.

Emma wraps her arms around Regina and returns the kiss. A sob suddenly breaks free and Emma pushes Regina back.

"Emma, what's wrong?"

"You can't keep doing this to me!" Emma shouts. She puts Regina's suitcase on the bed and starts piling Regina's belongings into it.

Regina rushes forward and grabs Emma's arm. "What are you doing?"

Emma yanks plane tickets out of her back pocket and shoves them in Regina's hand. "You and Henry are going back to Storybrooke today."

She just stares at the tickets then back up at Emma. "But why?"

"Because I can't handle the thought of what comes next for us when you still can't figure out your emotions. If you care so much about me, then you will go home and you will find some real answers."

"Emma, I don't want to leave you." Regina grabs Emma's arm again as she zips up the suitcase.

Emma turns and fully faces Regina. "But I need you to leave me."

Regina looks at the two tickets in her hands again. "When will I see you again?"

"Pick me up at the airport on Saturday like normal. But I'm done waiting, Regina. Saturday night. That's it. If you haven't figured it out by then, then we go back to being just friends. Understood?"

Regina nods her head as more tears threaten to fall.

Emma grabs Regina's face. "I love you, and that's why I can't have you here with me right now."

"That doesn't make any sense," Regina shakes her head weakly.

"It does if you're feeling what I feel," Emma practically whispers back. She leans forward and kisses Regina's forehead, letting her eyes flutter shut as she inhales her scent. When she feels Regina's arms wrap around, she pulls back and shakes her head. "Don't do that."

"Why not?" Regina asks stepping closer again.

"I don't want to remember how it feels if it's never going to happen again." Emma drops her eyes and leaves the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Regina plops down heavily on the edge of the bed, staring at the tickets in her hand.

Out in the living room, Henry chews on his lip as he watches Emma lean against the wall trying to steady her breathing? "Ma?" he asks carefully.

"Get packed," she responds with her eyes closed.

"What?"

"Get packed," she repeats, looking at him this time. "You're going back to Storybrooke. Flight's in two hours."

Henry jumps to his feet. "Why? We were supposed to be here all week."

"Change of plans," Emma says, pushing off the wall to the kitchen. She opens the fridge and reaches for a beer but stops herself. She grabs a water bottle instead.

He stands across the counter from her. "How is this helping Operation Swan-Mills?"

"I think your operation's a bust, kid."

He shakes his head. "I refuse to believe that. You may be blind to each other, but I'm blind to you two. I'm not giving up."

Emma looks at him. "Good. But it's not up to you. It's up to her."

"She wants the same things you want, Ma. Just let her prove it to you."

Emma nods slowly. "I hope you're right, kid. I really do."

At the airport, Emma waves goodbye to Henry then turns to Regina who is still at her side. "You've got a plane to catch, Regina."

"It didn't have to end this way," Regina sighs.

Emma shakes her head. "It's not over yet. You've got plenty of chances to screw it up on Saturday." She tries to give a playful wink, but neither woman is able to honestly smile.

Regina balls up the neck of Emma's shirt and pulls her close. Emma tries to resist, but Regina wraps her arms around her too quickly. "You may want to forget this, but I don't." She kisses Emma's lips.

"No matter what happens, Emma, I love you."

Emma nods and tries to fight a tear.

Regina pecks her lips and takes a step back. "You better not come home with stories about that skank."

Emma rolls her eyes. "There's nothing going on with my supervisor, Regina."

Regina studies her face. "Let's keep it that way." She leans forward for one last kiss. "I don't want anyone touching what's mine."

"But I'm not yours," Emma responds softly.

"Not yet," Regina corrects before taking her bag and meeting Henry at security.