What I realise now
Julia wanted a oneshot of Snow and Emma talking about Emma wanting to leave for New York.
"Mom?" A voice came from the door. Snow looked up, her heart still leaping for joy at the sound of that title- "mom". It could only come from one person to her just now- her daughter. She smiled at Emma.
"Hey honey." She said brightly. "Can I help you with something?" Emma came from the doorway into the room. Snow could tell from the way she had her sleeves down over her hands that she was nervous about something. Snow moved to give her full attention- this must be serious. Emma sat down on the armchair opposite where her mom was sitting.
"I just, well, there were things I never got to say at the diner after I came back from the past." Emma started. She looked down at the carpet, shame stopping her from looking her eye to eye. "I've put you through a lot since this curse broke. I've never really stopped to think how my decisions might make you feel. And when I came back to Storybrooke this time and basically said I was only staying to undo the curse and then go back to New York… I can't imagine how much I hurt you. I was just being selfish. You only ever wanted to have me in your life, and I've gone about making it as tricky as possible for you. What I'm trying to say is… I'm sorry." Emma said, feeling the tears building up behind her eyes. Snow could feel her heart melting. She hated seeing either of her children cry. She got up from where she had been sitting and sat on the arm of Emma's chair. She pulled Emma into a comforting hug and began stroking through her hair.
"You were only ever doing what you thought best…"
"Don't!" Emma interrupted, the tears now freely flowing. "Please, don't try to defend me, mom. What I did was selfish. I wasn't doing what was best. I was doing what was easiest. Easiest to run away and not have to deal with my problems. Pretend that I'm still just Emma, who can keep her walls up without someone who cares enough to tear them down." Emma stopped as the sobbing became too much for her to talk. Snow sat quietly, rubbing Emma's back. When she calmed down, Snow began to talk.
"What I said," Snow said quietly. "was you were doing what you thought was best. Sometimes what we think is best isn't actually best. But I don't believe for a moment Emma that you were going to New York to upset me. Your situation can't be easy to come to terms with. You spent your whole life with no parents, and then you find them and they're not exactly traditional. It can't be easy for you to work out, honey. But don't worry, we're going to get there." Snow assured her. Emma nodded, her head resting against Snow's shoulder. Snow bent down and kissed Emma's head. "Coco?" She offered. Emma nodded. Snow got up from the arm and headed to the kitchen to make the hot coco. "By the way Emma." She said before leaving.
"I'm glad you're staying. This family wouldn't be complete without you and Henry. We need our troublemakers."