A/N: Phew! I want to keep this short, and quickly thank everyone for your amazing feedback, comments on fb and pm's with reactions to the last chapter. You guys have been an amazing support with this ff and as my gift of gratitude I bring you... a most asked for, most awaiting moment. Enjoy! :)

"What is the matter with you? Is everything alright?" Regina asked, confused as to why Daniel just grabbed her and now is forcing her to go back to the hotel.

As she wanted to turn to glance back, Daniel kept her looking forward, quickening their paces, "Don't turn around!" he said in a panic.

Regina's brows furrowed in confusion, "Can you at least tell me what's going on?"

He sighed but kept her walking, "I told you it wasn't a good idea for you to come. We may be being followed."

Regina's eyes grew wide, "What? So, you found him?" she asked.

"Yeah. I did."

Emma stood confused, surrounded by the crowd as they walked their way around her. She couldn't shake the feeling that this woman knew her. He knew her. She wanted to run after them, shout out the brunette's name. But, she was married. Married. How could she be married to him and in Emma's dreams she was her wife? It didn't make any sense. Then, again dreams usually never made sense, hers especially lately.

Still, as she watched as this man and this mystery woman she had been dreaming about for years part farther and farther away from her, she couldn't help feeling like a part of her had been ripped away as well.

She tucked her hands back into her pockets and walked away. Despite wanting so badly to run after this woman, she had to constantly keep reminding herself that she was married. She couldn't shake a sketchy feeling about this guy though, but what if he was right and they didn't know who she was? She certainly didn't want to create any trouble for her. She couldn't.

Daniel closed the door to his hotel room as he started packing his things, placing the suitcase on his bed and putting his clothes inside it in a panic. He was as white as a sheet of paper.

"What on earth are you doing now? I don't think anyone was following us, Daniel." Regina placed her hands on her hips as her eyes followed him going from one side of the room to the other as he packed.

"Pack your things. We need to go back home as soon as possible. I'm not staying another night here." he said.

"We just got here yesterday. We can't leave. You are just panicking over nothing." replied Regina.

Damn it, he should have known it was a bad idea to allow Regina to tag along with him when he was in search of her wife. What was he thinking? Now, he had just lied, lied to the woman he loved and to Emma. He stared at the blonde in the face and lied to her and just left her standing there in wonder. What the hell was he doing?

He sighed, keeping his anger bottled up inside that seeing Emma alive caused him to feel, "I saw her, Regina." he said as his back was still facing the brunette.

Regina's eyes soften at his words, "You saw who?" her voice soft.

He froze. He fought mentally with himself as to what was the right thing to do. Tell Regina the truth and be done with this secret he kept to himself for three long years. Or continue to keep it and leave with her, go back home and finally have a chance at love and happiness with the woman he always loved. In the past, Daniel being Daniel, would have done the right thing. He would have wanted Regina to be happy with Emma, even if he had to end up alone. He really did. But, right now giving himself a chance, fighting for a chance with her again sounded much better than being honest about this whole thing. He lied to her for three years straight after all, he was already in too deep in this. If Regina found out, she would surely hate him. Besides, Emma had her chance with Regina. She had a life with her. It was his turn now. His.

"Daniel! Who did you see?" Regina asked again, desperate and hopeful for an answer.

He turned to face Regina, his features no longer in panic. He had made his choice. There was no turning back now.

"I didn't want to say anything to not frighten you. But, the man we are on the look for, he has someone with him. A woman. She knows what I look like Regina, and if she saw me it could lead back to you." he walked closer to her as he placed his hands on the brunette's shoulders, "I couldn't bare it if anything happened to you. It was stupid to bring you here in the first place. I'm sorry."

It was then, Regina's sad eyes and features made him hate himself. Don't be stupid. This is your chance to finally be with Regina. Emma has no idea who she is, after all.

"I know why you came here, and I'm sorry. I don't want to do this to you, Regina, but we have to leave. Others will stay behind and report to me if they see anything. But, I need to get you home where it's safe." he sighed, "I promise you, we will come back and keep looking for Emma. You have my word."

Regina hated leaving. She had only been searching for a day, she needed more time. She needed to find some sort of a clue that Emma might have left behind that could tell her where she was. Something. But, on the other hand Daniel did look worried.

"Very well. I'll do as you say." she replied to which Daniel smiled, sighing with relief that they would soon be home and away from here. Far away from Emma.

Amy looked over at Emma, standing up from her couch as she had been sick with worry when the blonde didn't come back until nightfall.

"Where have you been? I was so worried here, I thought something had happened to you." she said to Emma.

"I'm sorry. I had a long walk." replied Emma, her tone sad.

"You could have called."

"I saw her. The woman from my dreams."

Amy fell silent for a moment, "Where?"

"Across the street from the park."

"Well, are you sure?" Amy asked.

Emma nodded, "I'm certain. She didn't see me. I was about to approach her, but her husband came up to me, asked me if I had seen her."

"A husband?"

Another nod, Emma's insides twisted at the thought of that man leaving with the woman from her dreams. Was it jealousy she wondered, she wasn't sure what this was, but she was raging mad for reasons she couldn't yet come to understand. She let herself go on the couch as she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as she started feeling a slight headache. Those started happening more and more frequently nowadays, she noticed.

"Hey. Don't get discouraged." Amy spoke as she gently patted the blonde's leg. "I may not know what type of person you really are, but I am a good judge of character, and I see that you are a fighter. You can't just give up that easily."

"This is just becoming too crazy." Emma shook her head, "If only I could remember one thing. Just one about who I was. Maybe I could figure out who she is. Or was in my life." she sighed, "This is killing me!" she stood up from the couch, feeling angrier and angrier, it also wasn't helping that her headache was becoming worse.

Amy stood, surprised to see her this upset, "Calm down. Hey." she saw tears coming from the blonde's green eyes. "I know this not remembering thing is upsetting, but you need to have a clear head."

"How? How can I possibly have a clear head with all this? How, when she is with him?!" Emma shouted that last part as her body sat on the couch yet again, resting her head in her hands as her elbows rested on her legs.

Emma might not remember who she was, nor who Regina is for her, but her love and her jealousy were still lingering there. Now more than ever. And, for unknown reasons to her right now, she hated seeing that man with a woman she had come to love from her dreams.

Amy knew that the blonde was in love. The way she easily got upset by the man's presence was enough to hint it off. The way her eyes glowed when she talked about this woman. It was written all over her. It was then, Amy understood… Emma wasn't hers to keep.

Henry Sr. laughed with joy as he wrapped his arms around his daughter. "Welcome back, my darling! You must be exhausted."

Regina smiled as she hugged her father, "I am. I hope it's fine that I spend the night here. It is late and I didn't want to drive back home at these hours of the night."

"But, of course you can stay here. You don't even have to ask." his eyes went to Daniel who was standing by the door upon their arrival. "Daniel." he nodded, "Thank you for bringing her here, that was kind of you."

Daniel smiled, "It was my pleasure, sir."

"Where's mother? I'm surprised she isn't here." Regina asked her father.

"She's sleeping. Jefferson is visiting and they both had an exhausting day, with the wedding preparations." replied Henry.

Regina's smile grew, "Jefferson's here?"

Daniel spoke, "Well, I shall head on home." his eyes looked into Regina's as he leaned in for a hug, "Have a good night, Regina."

"Thank you, Daniel. Have a good night." Regina froze as she felt Daniel's lips land on her cheek, close to the corner of her lips. She wasn't sure what to make of it, weather it was an accident and he meant to kiss her cheek or was he actually aiming for her lips but didn't dare to take that step just yet? Whatever the answer was, it was a question she didn't dare to ask in front of her father. Then again, it was question she did not want to know the answer to.

Daniel walked down the steps as the door closed behind him. A small smile on his face as he walked towards his car. Thinking, if Emma never gained her memory back - which now he prayed she didn't, he could easily win Regina back again. It was only a matter of patience and time. Time that he had more than plenty of.

"That's a smile I remember all too well."

Daniel jumped at the sound of Jefferson's voice, placing his hand on the side of his hip as a reflex to carrying a gun. "Where on earth did you come from? Had a been carrying my weapon, I could have shot you."

Jefferson smiled, "You must have a very guilty conscience to have been that frightened."

Daniel chuckled, "More like I deal with a lot of sick people at work. You should know that better than anyone, being in the army and all."

Jefferson stood by, hands behind his back, his posture straightened, staring silently at Daniel. If there was one of many things the army had taught him, it was how to read people and observe their behavior, physically and psychologically.

"How's your fiance?" Daniel asked in an attempt to break the silence.

"She gets lovelier every time I see her. Excited about the wedding." replied Jefferson, not taking his eyes off of Daniel.

Daniel smiled, but couldn't help to feel sad as he remembered how excited Sam was for their wedding. "Well, I am very happy for you. Congratulations. I understand, from Regina that you've been engaged for the longest time and are finally going through with the wedding."

Jefferson smiled, "You seem to be getting a lot of things from Regina lately. So, I understand." his tone was somewhat mocking and daring.

Daniel, of course caught on, chuckling as he walked up to Jefferson, "That would be a problem for you, wouldn't it? You've always hated your sister and I together, but you didn't hate Emma because she had money."

"I was selfish and arrogant back then, that's true. But, thanks to the love of a beautiful woman I began seeing things more clearer for myself. Unlike you who also found it, yet you are determined to hold on to an old memory." he smiled as Daniel's smile vanished right before him, "Honestly, Daniel… making a move on my sister while her wife is dead? Even you have to have some self respect for yourself. Regina isn't the same woman you knew. I advice you not to underestimate her." he patted the man's shoulder as he gave him one last smile and began walking away, "Have a good night."

"That sounds like a threat." Daniel replied.

Jefferson stopped walking towards the house as he walked back to Daniel, his eyes locking with his as he spoke in the most serious of tones.

"Before I would have been a man to make threats, but now I'm a man who states facts- especially when it comes to protecting my sister. I can see what type of man you are allowing yourself to become, so here's a fact for you to remember, and remember it well: Emma might not be here to put you in your place if you so much as hurt Regina. In any way. You hurt her, and you and I will have a real problem."

Jefferson went inside without another word to Daniel. His smile as he headed inside was for the first time, sincere and loving towards the mere thought that Regina could count on him if she ever needed him. Even if he never expressed it before, he loved Regina and would do anything for her and his parents.

Regina was tossing and turning in her old bed. It was a restless night. She couldn't shake the feeling she had been feeling all day, that she missed something while in London. She was angry at herself for allowing Daniel to drag her back home, when she wasn't ready to come home just yet. She was hopeful that she would find Emma. Dead or alive, but she would be found. Even though she had come to terms with Emma's death, after three years, she still couldn't help to feel that she could be alive somewhere. Maybe she is and she left London. Maybe Emma was out there looking for her, trying to find her way back home.

Tears rolled out of the corners of her eyes, towards her temples as she laid on her back. She reached for her phone as she pulled up one of the last pictures her and Emma had taken together, without Henry. It was taken a few days before Emma found out about Daniel. Regina had sneaked up behind the blonde, her lips capturing Emma's in a kiss as her arm quickly stuck out in front of them to take the picture. Only she didn't capture the kiss itself. She captured Emma's smile. That small, adorable smile Emma would make after she had been kissed. Their faces would part only inches apart, noses still lightly touching as Emma's bright smile would form.

She missed that moment. She wished she could re-live it along with many others with Emma. Little did she know that across the world… Emma was thinking of her as well, even if she had no clue as to who she was.

Of course, Emma didn't have a picture in her possession, but she had the next closest thing to a picture, which was a drawing she had a street artist do for her of Regina herself. She had bumped into him on one of her many walks and with a description of great detail of what the brunette looked like, he was able to capture her likeness just as Emma remembered it.

She felt good about that, being able to remember something. And, honestly she was glad it was someone as beautiful as this stranger, than something tragic like she was sure her accident had been.

She would catch herself staring at the drawing every single night now as she laid on the couch to sleep. Every time she felt restless (like now) and found her mind and her heart thinking of her, she would pull out the folded up drawing from her pocket. She laid there that night wondering if she would ever see her again. And, if she did then what? Would she be remembered? Would she remember her?

What would of happened had she called out her name that day at the park? That's a question she found herself wondering since then.

Being night for Emma, it was now morning for Regina as she stood behind the counter of her and Kathryn's bakery, making sure everything was in order and ready to start the day. She loved the smell of fresh baked bread and sweets. It brought her peace of mind. And, she felt like she was ready to do something Archie had advised her to do.

"Earth to Regina." the brunette heard Kathryn's voice say as she then saw a pale hand waving in front of her face. "Maybe you should go home. I can stay here by myself today."

Regina shook her head, "I'm sorry, Kat. I'm fine, I promise. I was just thinking about being London."

Kathryn shot a glare at her friend, "If you are about to tell me that you slept with Daniel, spare me the details, please."

"Of course not, Kathryn!" Regina replied, placing her hands on her hips.

Kathryn raised her hands up in surrender, "Say what you want to say, but that man still loves you, Regina. Sometimes, I swear he won't let you breathe - he's always around." she rolled her eyes.

Regina couldn't believe her ears, "Since when do you hate Daniel? If I remember correctly, you would help me meet up with him at your house so my mother wouldn't catch us."

"I don't hate him. I just don't trust him. The way he's doing things… I don't know. I just think he is moving too fast with you. You may see him as a friend, but he doesn't. Not to mention the way he looks at you sometimes." Kathryn literally felt chills run down her spine, "It's that look of lust, but his is animalistic." she continued as Regina let out a laugh, "I'm telling you, Regina- men are animals. They can sense when a woman is in great need of a good lay. Same look Graham gives me, except his is kinder and full of love."

She stopped as she saw the sadness linger in Regina's eyes.

"God, I'm so sorry, Regina." she gave the brunette's arm a gentle squeeze, "Me and my big mouth. Here I am ready to brag about my sex life with Graham, while you- I'm sorry."

A sad smile appeared before her now, sad but encouraging, "It's alright. We have been needing time to brag about our sex lives, we haven't done it in quite a while. Well, you get to brag." she sighed at the memory of what it felt like to be in Emma's embrace, feeling her body close to hers as their body heat mixed together in pure pleasure and love.

"What I wouldn't give to be in her arms one last time."

"It's crazy, isn't it?" Kathryn chuckled, "How fate or life brought you two together while you were with Daniel. You hated her, thinking she was this cruel person and ended up falling in love."

Regina smiled at the memory. She remembered it all too well. Who could forget a story such as the one they lived together.

"Just goes to show you. You fall in love with the person you least expect sometimes." said Regina. "I've been thinking a lot lately. Emma and I once talked about moving to our home in Storybrooke. I think Henry would love it there."

"But, what would happen to your home here? The land and all the work." asked Kathryn.

"I'll still own it. I can bring Henry for vacation to ride or anytime we feel like it. Graham's been a huge help with administering everything from his office. He could let me know how things are looking and I will continue to pay everyone that works there. No one has to lose their job."

Kathryn couldn't help but smile at the woman Regina had become. She grew with Emma, but the woman she was now would make Emma proud.

"Emma would love the woman you've become, Regina."

"So, you've decided to move after all?" Archie asked as Regina sat across from him with her hands on her lap.

"I think it would be a good change. Kathryn and I have been doing so well with our bakery that we might even open one up in Storybrooke." Regina replied with a small smile. Something Archie's been seeing more and more of.

"That's a wonderful motivation, Regina. How does your son feel about moving?"

"He was sad, since he loves his horses, but he's excited about moving to a new place. At least there he knows, he could eventually walk home from school. When he's older."

Archie looked up from writing in his notes, "Tell me about the sudden trip you took. London, was it?"

"Yes. I went with a friend, I know I probably shouldn't have, but I needed to see for myself."

"See what?" Archie asked.

"If my wife was alive. But, I found nothing. It's like she's a ghost." replied Regina as her eyes watered. She quickly composed herself before the man before her could get a word in, "But, I've made peace with her death. The only thing I can't get over is not having a body to claim. I simply wanted to try one last time, in hope that I'd find her."

Archie nodded, "I can see how that could upset anyone. You have been doing extremely well with yourself. It looks to me as if you are ready to finally say your last goodbye."

Was she ready? She would never forget Emma, that much was certain. But, she did need to move on with her life, she needed to keep focusing on Henry. She needed a brand new start and maybe Storybrooke was the place to do that. Even if Emma's memory was there, Regina knew that sharing with Henry was a way of keeping her memory alive, and it's what Emma would have wanted. A fresh new start for her wife and son.

Neal sat in front of Daniel, looking at him as if he were crazy, "You saw her? And, just like that, you didn't tell Regina?"

"I wanted to. But, in the end I didn't think it was the right thing to do." Daniel said bluntly.

Neal's brows furrowed in surprise at Daniel's sudden change, "You didn't think it was the right thing to do? Daniel… you've known where Emma was this whole time. You knew she was alive, lying in a hospital bed in a coma! How could you possibly think that not telling Regina about her wife wasn't the right thing to do? What the hell's the matter with you? You kept Regina, Mary Margaret- a little boy from seeing his mother again!"

"What's it to you anyway?!" Daniel shouted, "When have you ever cared about Emma or her well being? You're supposed to be my friend here, you're supposed to be on my side!"

"I've always been on your side, Daniel! But, even you have to admit that what you're doing is wrong." Neal argued.

"What about everything that Emma did to me? What she took from me?"

Neal scoffed, "So, you want, what? Revenge now? Is that the person you've now become, because the Daniel I knew would never want that. You even said Emma was a nice person. What changed?"

Daniel nodded, a cold expression on his face, "I won't deny that. I know she was manipulated by Regina's mother as well, but in the end she got Regina. She had a family with her- Regina chose her over me. She got everything that was supposed to be mine, while I did nothing but suffer for it!"

"Are you seriously listening to yourself? What about Sam? Did you forget her? She loved you, you idiot!" Neal shouted.

"Yeah, and she died! I was left alone once again, suffering her sickness along with her. I watched her vanish day by day before my very eyes, until she just couldn't take it anymore. And, no life gives me Regina all over again, and I am not going to let that opportunity pass me by." he lifted a finger in a warning tone, "And, wipe that surprised look off your face. I'm sorry, but if Emma is lost and alone then maybe that's life's way of making her pay for forcing Regina to marry her in the first place."

Neal shook his head as he stood up from his seat, "What the hell has happened to you?"

"I woke up. I'm no longer the person everyone can step on and take away what is mine." Daniel replied.

"Regina isn't yours. She stopped being yours a long time ago." said Neal.

"She will be again." Daniel said with a level of certainty.

"Then, you will be doing the same thing you hate Emma for. You'll be forcing her to be someone she doesn't want to be with."

Daniel shook his head, "I have no need to force her. She will come around on her own, I will make sure of that. And, with Emma gone, it should be easy."

"Except Emma isn't dead, Daniel. She's very much alive and when she finds out what you've done-"

"Emma's had amnesia for three years. She's not coming back." a small smirk formed on Daniel's lips, it scared Neal. Daniel was for the first time unrecognizable.

Neal shook his head once again, "You need help. This feeling you have for Regina isn't even called love anymore, Daniel, it's become an obsession for you. She doesn't deserve this, and neither does Emma." he quickly made his way towards the door.

Daniel stood, speaking in a loud firm voice before Neal could even make it out the door, "I hope you aren't about to do what I think you are. Because, that would be a big mistake on your part, and I would no longer consider you my friend."

Neal turned to face the man who was now unknown to him, "Unlike you, I am doing the right thing here."

Daniel walked up to Neal from behind his desk, "Sometimes, it is necessary to do the wrong thing. If you go and stab me in the back with this information I just trusted upon you to keep to yourself, then you can turn in your badge and gun over to me and you explain to your wife and child why you can no longer put food on their table."

Neal wanted to punch him for this, but even that would cost him a job he very much needed, not for himself, but his wife and child who were struggling to get by enough already.

Neal's lip twitched up in anger, "You are mental if you dare to do this to the only person who stood by you always. But, you do what you feel is right, but when the shit hits the fan- and it will, don't come crying to me about it because you'll deserve whatever it is Emma does to you. Maybe even Regina." he opened the door and stopped, "Consider our friendship done for, sir."

Neal slammed the door, leaving Daniel all alone with his thoughts. The man he once saw as a brother was no more, and he in no way wanted to have anything to do with the new Daniel.

Daniel sat back down in his chair as he reached for his cell phone, quickly searching for Regina's name in his list of contacts as he placed the device up to his ear, a smile spreading across his lips appeared at the sound of Regina's voice on the other end.

"I hope I'm not bothering you. I just wanted to ask you if you would like to join me for some lunch later this afternoon." his smile grew to the obvious answer, "Great. I'll meet you there."

Sitting there as he disconnected the call, Daniel couldn't help to think back when Emma and him had their first conversation in that hospital room after Henry was born. How Emma enjoyed saying to him that she had all her life to be with Regina. All her days, all her nights. He chuckled as he heard the blonde's words bouncing around in his head. Now, he felt like he had the advantage, and he didn't plan on wasting anymore time.

Amy glanced down at the drawing Emma owned of Regina's face, her eyes studying the beautiful woman that evaded the blonde's dreams night after night. Her name echoing time and time again from her lips. The paper was a bit worn out from all the times Emma must fold it out and up again and again, but the drawing was intact. From the finest detail of Regina's black jet hair, to the unmistakable scar on her upper lip. It was all there.

"Hey, Amy-" Emma froze as she came into the house after buying a few groceries. Her eyes falling to Regina's drawing as it rested in Amy's hands.

"So, this is Regina?" Amy smiled as she looked back down at the drawing, "She's very beautiful. I can see why you've been dreaming about her."

Emma walked up to the small breakfast table as she placed the bag of groceries down, remaining silent. She knew how Amy felt about her, and she decided to keep quiet about the drawing to her, to avoid her this pain she must be feeling now.

"You could have told me. I'm not going to tear it up or anything." she chuckled to lighten the mood. She handed the drawing back to Emma as the blonde quickly took it and folded it back up.

"At the end of the day, you don't belong here. Sooner or later, you will regain your memory and you will leave. Although, you will be terribly missed."

"I don't even know if I will even see her again." Emma finally sat down, joining Amy as she sat on one of the chairs belonging to the breakfast table. "Besides, she's married and, I don't know, maybe I dreamed her up because maybe she was someone distant I knew at some point in my life and her husband didn't know me then. Maybe she's the only distant memory my brain held on to."

Amy sighed as she buried her face in her hands, her eyes becoming more and more teary.

"What's wrong? Look, even if I did leave someday, I won't ever forget what you've done for me. I'll come visit you any chance I get. For all you know, I live here and we could-"

Her sigh was louder this time, "Stop it, Emma. You don't live here."

Emma.

The blonde froze at the mention of that name. Was it hers? But, Amy didn't know her name, how could she possibly know it now? Her green eyes never left the woman's as sad, tear filled eyes stared back at her.

"I have something I want to give you." Amy stood as she went into her room, coming back out shortly with a small newspaper clipping she soon handed over to Emma as the blonde stared at her own obituary. Tears made their way down again, "Your name is Emma Swan. You were in a plane crash, I looked you up at work. You've been dead for three years. You live somewhere near Boston with your family."

"Regina?" Emma replied, it being more of a statement than a question.

"That woman from your dreams is your wife, Emma." her voice broke as Emma's eyes grew wide before her in surprise that she even knew all this, "Which means whoever that guy was with her lied to you. She's not married to him, she's married to you."

"You knew about this and you didn't say anything?" Emma asked, becoming upset.

"I'm sorry."

"How long have you known?"

"I just found out yesterday."

Emma scoffed, "Yesterday?!"

"I was going to tell you!" Amy shouted.

"When?! When I got my memory back?" Emma's eyes filled with tears as they fell. She couldn't come to process what she had just discovered, let alone come to realization that the woman she had been dreaming about was right in front of her, and had she followed her instinct and ran to her, despite that man being there to stop her. They would have been together. And, if Regina was here, then she may have been looking for her.

"I've been helping you every step of the way. Do not make me out to be the bad guy here. Last night when I got home you were already sleeping- or what, did you want me to wake you up to tell you?"

"Yes!" Emma had never felt so frustrated, she ran her hands through her hair as she tried to calm down. Regina was her wife, and she was here. Emma didn't waste anymore time in running out the door as she tucked the newspaper clipping and folded up drawing in her jeans pocket.

"Where are you going, Emma?" Amy ran after her, worried she would get herself hurt.

"I need to find out more about her. I need to find her."

"Emma, wait!" Emma was out the door before Amy could stop her. She didn't want to prevent her from being with her wife, she just didn't want her wandering off alone while it would almost be getting dark.

Emma ran and ran, as fast as her feet were able to move her. She really wasn't sure where she was going, but she was hopeful that maybe if Regina was still here, she could possibly run into her. There were so many questions she needed answers to. What happened that caused her to have the accident? Was her wife really looking for her? But, most of all… why did the man who was with her lie saying she belonged to him? Who was he?

She felt it. She felt there was something off about that guy, whoever he was and she was about to find out.

She kept up her running, dodging past people that were near the docks, jumping crates that ships would drop off, ending up in the same spot where she was once found three years ago. Of course, she didn't remember that. She jumped one then another, dodging more people in the process, not even caring that some yelled out at her as if she were crazy. All she cared about now was getting home. Even if she didn't remember it.

Two men were unloading a huge crate that needed to be handle with care, one walking backwards as they were making their way off the ship. Emma wasn't able to dodge that, for she ran straight into and as the two men tried lifting it up to avoid her hitting it, it was unsuccessful. She slammed into it face first as her body fell off the dock, heading straight into the water, followed by a loud splash.

"Shit! Set this thing down, we have to help her, mate!" one of the men shouted, but before any of them could set either sides of the long crate down on the floor, another splash was heard as someone had already dived into the water grabbing a hold of the blonde's body as the male swam her back up.

"Help me!" the man yelled as a few others pulled Emma's unconscious body up and out of the water, while others helped the man who had just saved her life.

A crowd soon gathered around them, as the man didn't waste anymore time in brushing away the wet blonde hair from Emma's face. "Emma?" his eyes soften at the sight of her as he shook her gently, "Emma? Wake up." he ordered her as his eyes drank in every detail of Emma's face as if to verify that it was in fact her. A mixture of water and blood ran down the top of her forehead with a shade of pink, coming from a cut she had gathered from running into the crate.

"Emma?" he spoke again as the blonde slowly began regaining consciousness. He smiled as her eyes began to focus on him.

His figure was blurry at first, not to mention droplets of water going into her eyes didn't help matters much. But, as she regained consciousness and began to focus on the man who had just saved her life, she spoke.

"Dad?" her voice was soft, but David had heard her. It was the first time she had called him that, which caused him to smile even more. But, what mattered the most was that she remembered. She felt so lost, like she had been stumbling through a life she never knew for three years, and now out of pure accident she was reborn again.

She had been found.

Eventually they were taken to the hospital to make sure no water had entered the lungs or there was more damage done. Emma and David were together. Sitting in a small clinic room, a small band aid already covering up Emma's cut above her forehead. Her hair still wet as her clothes remained tightly wet around her body as they were both wrapped up in blankets to keep warm in.

"Three years. You were in a coma?" David asked as he sat next to Emma in the room.

Emma nodded, "I lost my memory due to the fall and impact. I didn't know who I was or where I came from." then it dawned on her, "How did you find me?"

"I never stopped searching for you. I left home. I've been all around the world trying to find you or a clue that could help me know if you were in fact dead or still alive somewhere." David replied. "I couldn't bare seeing your mother suffer anymore, or Regina. Or Henry."

Emma's eyes shined at the mention of their names, it was a feeling of relief knowing their names and remembering them now, "Henry… how is Henry?"

David smiled, "He's big. He misses you. We all do."

"Last I saw him, he was just four years old." her eyes filled with tears, "He must be seven now."

Her heart started beating super fast inside her chest. Did Henry remember her all that well to know she was his mother? What new things would he be into now since the last time she saw him? So many questions still needed to be answered, and she couldn't wait to find them out, as scary as they felt.

"Regina?" Emma asked. The name alone making her heart feel all that love for her again.

"It hit her the hardest, Emma. She was doing bad for a while, but she's been coping now. She never stopped looking either."

Like flashes, it came back to Emma. "She was here. In London. I saw her."

"Here? When?" David asked.

"A few days ago or so. I remember seeing her in a park. I didn't know who she was at the time, I was about to walk up to her, when-" her face fell at the realization of what had happened that day. Hearing Amy's words in her head about being lied to by the man who was with her wife that day in the park.

Of course. Now it all made perfect sense…

"Daniel." Emma murmured.

"What?"

Emma's eyes darkened in a shade of dark green as she filled up with anger. The bastard saw her, he stood right in front of her and lied to her face, passing off as Regina's husband so Emma wouldn't ask questions. Which could possibly mean that Regina was searching for her with his help and he lied to her too.

"Emma?" David's eyes never blinked as he took notice in the anger that lingered in Emma's face.

Emma stood up from the chair she had been sitting on, the blanket fallen to the floor as her movement was quick and angry. She turned to look at David.

"Daniel was with her. He saw me. He looked me right in the eye, I asked him if he knew me. He noticed me staring at Regina and just as I was about to go up and talk to her, he stepped in and said he had never seen me before."

A loud crashing sound was heard echoing around the small room as Emma had kicked the chair causing it to slam into the wall. David quickly stepped in and held on to her.

"Emma, calm down." he said as he kept his arms wrapped around her.

A nurse quickly came into the room, her face covered in fear at the loud sound, "What's going on in here?"

"It's alright." David quickly spoke, "Everything's alright. Just give us a moment, please." as the nurse left, closing the door, David forced Emma to sit back down, "Sit down. Relax."

Emma's tears didn't waste anymore time in appearing, "He lied to me, David. That son of a bitch has known this whole time where I was and he kept me away from my family. He's been lying to Regina."

"Emma. You're angry. Maybe it's not like you think."

"I have to go home." green eyes looked up into blue ones, "We have to get home. I need to be with Regina. I want to see her, David. Please."

David had never heard her or seen her pleading so desperately for anything in his life. The only instinct he felt to do in that moment was to hold her in his arms in a warm and loving embrace. If this was true, and Daniel did lie, he wasn't going to stand by and have it happen again. Under any circumstances was he going to allow him or anyone hurt Emma, or Regina, or Henry ever again.

"It's going to be okay, Emma. I found you now, we're going home. We're going home."

A/N 2: I anxiously await your feedback on this chapter! A happy reunion awaits our lovely ladies in the next one! ;) I've made you suffer enough.