Grieving
snoopykid asked for a oneshot of it being the anniversary of Graham's death and Henry finds Emma at his headstone with Graham's wolf. He hears her say how guilty she feels for not being able to save him and that she feels responsible for his death.
Henry knew today was a difficult day for his mom. It was every year. It had been four years since Graham's death at the hands of his other mother, and despite Emma being in a happy relationship with Killian she still mourned the loss of Graham. She still wore his shoelace around her wrist. When Henry woke up that morning on December eleventh and found his mom to be nowhere in the house, he knew exactly where she was. The graveyard. He thought she might like some comfort, so went up there himself.
Henry had been right to think that's where his mom would be. When he arrived at the graveyard he saw her sitting there with Graham's old wolf by her side. He always seemed to know the date too, curiously clever creatures wolves were, and Henry wasn't sure he didn't have some magic in him. He walked over until he was close enough to hear what she was saying, but far enough back to give her the privacy she needed to grieve. He could hear her sniffling as she rested a single white rose on top of the stone.
"I'm sorry I couldn't save you, Graham." He heard her sniffle. "I will carry that guilt with me until the day that I die. I'm sorry that you died because of me. If I had just left you alone and told you were were colleagues and it was inappropriate or something you'd still be here." Emma was unable to speak through the tears anymore, so she allowed them to consume her. Henry could not leave her thinking she was alone anymore, not when she was so emotional. He walked over and rested a hand on her shoulder. Emma turned and saw him there before continuing to cry. Neither said a word, for not a word was needed.