Not sure that I like this one, I really struggled with how to write it. I might move it to Her Family and just make that one a short fanfic or I will add a second chapter to each. Let me know what you think would be better

Disclaimer: Not mine.

We Will Always Find Each Other

Standing on the ship's deck, Emma stared out at the water in front of her. She didn't hear her mother come up behind her until she spoke.

"We'll find him. We will…"

"…always find each other. I know," Emma snapped, turning to face the other woman then sighed, "I'm sorry."

Snow reached out and laid her hand on Emma's arm. "Emma, honey, it's okay. You're worried about your son. If you weren't snippy, I'd be worried."

"Still I shouldn't have snapped at you."

Giving her arm a gentle squeeze, Snow attempted to lighten the mood. "So, my product of true love, you're pretty powerful."

Emma gave a short laugh that turned into a sob. She turned to face her mother. "Mom."

"Come here, sweetheart." Snow pulled her daughter into her arms. "I was wondering when you would break."

"I lost them, both of them." Emma cried.

"I know but we will get Henry back," she assured her. "And if there is any chance that Neal is still alive, we will find him too."

"What if they aren't in NEverland?"

"Henry is. Gold already told us that."

"What if he's lying to us?" Emma pulled back to look at her mother.

"Do you think he is?"

"I don't know what I think. I just want my son back."

"I know you do and you'll have him back."

"Snow, Emma," David said, as he approached them. "Hook said we should be there in about an hour."

"Okay." Snow turned to give her husband a small smile.

"Hey, Dad," Emma replied, trying to hide the fact that she was recovering from a breakdown.

"Hey, sweetheart." He moved closer to hug his wife and daughter. "We'll get him back. Our family will…"

"…always find each other." Emma and Snow finished with him before giggling.

"What?"

"We had this conversation before you came over." Snow informed him. "Although it went better this time."

"Mom," Emma groaned at the teasing.

Snow gave a soft smile. "I love the sound of you saying that."

"What? Me saying 'Mom' when I'm irritated?" Emma attempted to deter the conversation.

"No. The sound of you saying 'Mom' in any tone."

"I'm sorry it took me so long to do so," Emma apologized.

"Don't apologize for that." Snow grabbed her hands. "You spent twenty-eight years believing you were left on the side of the road. When you finally find your parents, they're the same age as you and spent your whole life not knowing you are theirs."

"Still…"

"It took Henry a while to call you 'Mom' and he knew as soon as he found you that you were his mother. These things take time."

"He's only called me 'Mom' a few times. That name is still for Regina."

"She's his mother, just as much as you. She raised him for ten years." Snow said. "She is his mother."

"I guess."

Snow sighed. She had hoped after what had happened in the mines that Emma would accept Henry and Regina's bond. She knew full acceptance would take time but there were moments when Emma irritated her by refusing to even acknowledge that Regina had raised Henry.

David chose that moment to step back into the conversation. "Hook has some food on the ship. We need to eat and keep our strength up to search for Henry."

"You're right," Emma agreed.

Movement caught her eye and Snow turned to see Regina slipping below deck. She knew instantly that she had heard at least part of the conversation.

"You coming, Mom?" Emma called.

"Yes," she turned back to her daughter making a mental note to talk to Regina later.