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Emma was not sure how to react. A moment ago, she was enjoying the embrace of her husband as her son stood a few feet away.

Now, she, the Savior, stood in Captain Hook's arms as the Truest Believer looked at them.

"Mom? Dad?"

They turned to look at Henry who was staring at them with side eyes, "I remember Storybrooke."

That was enough. Hook let go of her and Emma seriously did not know if she should be glad or sad. She didn't have time to ponder over anything as Henry engulfed them both in a hug. Emma slowly cradled the boy's head as Hook patted him.

He was crying, Emma realized. And so was she. Henry sniffed as he buried his head under her face. For a moment Emma felt as if he was pulling away from Hook. But looking around, she realized, if anything, Henry was holding Killian even closer.

Killian's face was hard to decipher. There was guilt, confusion, anger and love. There were so many emotions that he needed to take care of.

When Henry pulled away, he looked at the two of them with tears in his eyes.

"This doesn't change anything, right? We are still a family?"

Killian looked at Emma, waiting for her confirmation. With all her willpower, Emma smiled at Killian and then turned to Henry.

"Of course. We became a family two years ago, not just after the curse."

But deep down, Emma had too many emotions to deal with.

Five Years ago,
Enchanted Forest

"Where is Regina?"

Snow let out a deep breath. "I will search for her. She couldn't have gone far."

"But Snow..." David immediately reached out for her, but Snow gave him a confident smile. "I know her, Charming. She wouldn't have gone far."

David inched closer to her, holding her gently. "The woods are not what you remember them to be."

Snow sighed. "I know. But I lived in these woods by myself for a long time. I think I can handle it."

David wasn't very sure of it, but he let her go.

Only a few paces away, Snow found Regina, crouching over a piece of land.

"Regina?"

The Evil Queen looked around in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

Snow's eyes drifted to the ground. There, under a layer of soil was the beating heart.

Snow's eyes softened. "Regina...I understand your pain. But you can't just bury your heart and move on!"

"Who says I can't?" Regina snapped back. "I will do exactly as I wish to and this is what I want to do."

Snow smiled, albeit a bit hesitant. She went on and kneeled beside Regina. "I have lost my daughter just like you have lost your son. Don't...this won't dull the pain."

She watched as even without her heart, Regina's face crumpled. "And Henry wouldn't want his mother to go through this."

Regina, through tears, managed to nod. Snow slowly moved away from the dirt and pulled out her heart, pushing it into Regina's chest at once.

Regina sat back up, straight and then suddenly stood up. Snow stood up as well, confused.

"We should get moving," she said, "the people will be worried."

The two women shared a smile and were just about to start walking when a flying monkey attacked on them. As Regina and Snow ducked, an arrow shot the monkey down.

Regina looked up anger clear on her face. What was that creature?

She turned back to see a man in a green dress, holding the bow and arrow.

"Who are you?" she demanded. The man moved forward, lending a hand to Snow. "Robin Hood. I must say, I did not expect the Evil Queen and Queen Snow together anytime soon."

Regina huffed, clearly disliking the man. Snow stood up, looking at Robin scrutinizing. "I know you."

"Our faces were plastered together on these trees once," he said, breathing heavily. "We never met but I think you must have seen my face."

"Yes," Snow said happily. "Thank you for helping us."

"I had it under control," Regina said, displeasure clear on her face. Robin rolled his eyes, before saying, "Are you travelling alone?"

"No," Snow smiled, "We have a whole troop. What was that thing?"

"Something that my merry band and I have been trying to figure out for a while," Robin said, looking at the dead monkey. "If you don't mind, we would travel with you, Just in case."

"Of course!"

Regina looked unbelievingly at Snow, who was unaffected by this weird man.

Well, she had chosen to journey with the most unbelievable woman after all.

Present Day,
New York

As the night rolled around, Emma began feeling nervous. Ever since the revelation hit them, Killian hadn't said a word. He was utterly quiet. Emma knew the man now. Fake memories or real, you couldn't change a person.

Emma watched Henry wrote down hurriedly in a notebook. Killian chose the moment to lay down the dinner and say, "Dinner's ready."

There was no emotion in his voice. Both Henry and Emma noticed that. Sharing a glance, they sat down on the table and served their plates.

"So," Henry began, "I think I have an idea why our memories suddenly decided to make an appearance."

Emma raised an eyebrow in question as Killian sat still.

"I think Storybrooke is back on the map," he said, looking at both of them. "There was a rush of energy and we all got back our memories."

"You think we should go back to that town?" Killian quietly asked. Henry nodded.

"There was no reason for Storybrooke to be back unless it is something serious," Henry said, looking over at Emma. "They definitely needed the Savior!"

"Hey!" both of them turned to look at Killian. "Emma isn't in a condition to fight their battles right now!"

Emma found herself smiling at Killian's sudden outburst. But as he suddenly sobered up, Emma knew the moment was gone. "Unless, of course, Swan is willing to..."

"Killian," she immediately reached out for him, holding his hand. As their eyes met, Emma ran a finger over his fingers, "you have to stop behaving like this. We didn't fall in love because of the curse, or whatever it was. We got together and got married because we loved each other on our own will."

Killian huffed. "You don't know me, Swan, not like that. I was a bloody menace and a damn villain!"

"Who changed," Emma stressed, inching closer to Killian. "Listen, I know that there are some three hundred years of your life that I do not know, but we have the rest of our lives to figure that out."

"Yeah, Dad," both of them turned to look at Henry, "this doesn't change anything. You still are the same guy who helped me plan the crib..."

"Crib?" Emma looked at Henry and then at Killian, whose eyes widened only a fraction. "What crib?"

As Henry sheepishly smiled, Killian shook his head and looked at Emma, this time with a genuine smile. "Henry and I were making a crib for the baby on the boat. That was the surprise, which the lad has now clearly spoiled."

"Hey, I was just trying to make a point!" His protest was drowned in laughter and the family of three was smiling again.

"But we still need to go to Storybrooke," Killian finally said, "If the town is back that means there is a problem."

Emma looked at Killian and then at Henry. "All right, we leave tomorrow morning."

Present Day
Somewhere in Maine

Roland Hood, the ten-year-old boy ran across the town, gathering people. His father hurriedly ran behind him, but it was hard to keep up the pace. He had woken up in a bed with the Evil Queen and if that wasn't frightening enough, Roland seemed to have grown up and knew exactly what was going on.

"Roland, listen!"

"One minute Papa!"

With that, he began shouting for all people to come down. Robin couldn't understand what was going on at all.

"Roland!"

Robin and Roland both turned to see a small boy, about four years old, running to him. Roland's face lighted up.

"Leo!" he said excitedly, running to the young boy. "You remember?"

The boy nodded excitedly. "Mum and Dad don't just as they had said."

Another teen boy came running to him, this time followed by Belle and a very confused Mr Gold.

"But, how am I alive?" he seemed to be saying, looking at the boy.

"No time now Papa!" the boy said, meeting Roland and Leo. "Hey, guys!"

"Gideon!" Leo said excitedly, clapping his hand. "Is Mary here as well? And Grace?"

As if on cue, maybe a seven-year-old girl, with dark hair came, followed by the oldest girl there.

"The curse worked, didn't it?" the oldest girl said. Roland nodded.

Charming looked around, confused. One moment, they were being whisked out by the curse and suddenly they were all back in Storybrooke, along with some major changes.

"Can somebody tell me what is happening?" Everyone turned to look at a very angry and confused Regina make her way towards the children, all of who were standing just below the clock.

"Is that," Snow looked at her stepmother, "Is that a baby bump, Regina?"

Regina turned, irritated to stare at Snow. "No Snow, I decided to swallow a pumpkin and so have you apparently!" She turned to face the boy who was at her house. "Well, Mr.?"

"Roland Hood, madam, at your service!" the boy bowed a smile on his face.

"Mr Hood, you know what we are doing in Storybrooke?" Regina demanded, but the young boy did not seem fazed at her tone at all.

"There was a dark curse," he said and everyone gasped, "and I will tell you all about, just let Emma Swan come here."