Laughter and music echoed in Emmas ears as the people of Storybrooke rejoiced. The curse had been lifted and Regina was safely locked away in a prison cell she could never get out of (curtesy of Rumpelstiltskin). "I knew you could do it, Mom" Henry told her, grinning. She laughed and spun him around in a hug. "Thanks, kid". Despite everything turning out better than she ever could have imagined, Emma still felt somthing was missing. Or someone. "Whats wrong?" asked Henry, frowning as he studied her face "arn't you happy?". "Of course I'm happy, we all get our fairytale ending-is this how you thought everything would happen?" she teased. He shook his head, looking at her pointedly. Sighing, she had to admit that Henry could see straight into her heart. Only one other person besides Henry and Mary Margret had been able to do that......"What do you want?" Henry asked, taking her hand and looking worried. "What would make you happy?". I want Graham back, Emma thought, his life shouldn't have ended that way. If he was with me now, that would make me happy. She couldn't say it out loud though, not when everyone else was so joyful and excited. She wasn't going to spoil Storybrook's party of the century by being miserable. "What would make me happy is to see you show David how to make real hot chocolate" she replied, nodding to where her father was putting far to much coco and not enough cinnamen into the drink he was making for Mary Margret. "He looks like he's having some trouble, why don't you go teach him how its done".
As Henry ran off to improve David's barista skills, Emma found herself wandering away from the celebrations and wanting some alone time. Being around people so much was still somthing she was getting used to after many years of being alone. Drawn to the quiet and earthy smells of the forest, she decided that she may as well go for a walk on the trails. Everyone wanted somthing from her her lately and it seemed like the best way to have solitude. She'd only been walking for ten minutes when she heard leaves rustling and branches snapping ahead of her. She froze, unsure if she was about to meet a wild animal, or if Henry had followed her. Her heart stopped as she saw a face that regularly entered her dreams emerge from the shrubbery. It couldn't be......could it? "Graham?" she whispered, gazing at him. Her throat had constricted with emotion so she couldn't seem to speak louder than a whisper. He looked healthy and he was giving her the biggest smile she'd ever seen, it lit up his deep brown eyes. "Hi, Emma" he said gently, assesing her face and staying where he was. Her eyes were drinking in the sight of him and her ears relishing the sound of his gorgeous accent. Funnily enough, it appeared he was doing exactly the same thing to her."Is this real?" she demanded, her heart still in her mouth. "Yes, it's real" he replied,his mouth pulling up slightly at the corners. "I'm here". With that, the tension broke. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Emma did both as she threw her arms around him. Graham chuckled softly in her ear as he returned her hug, and as she felt his strong heartbeat she allowed herself to accept that he was really with her again. "I missed you so much!" she said breathlessly, wipeing the tears off her cheeks. "How is this possible?" part of her didn't care, but she had to ask. "I don't understand....". "Why don't we go for a walk?" he suggested, linking his fingers through hers "I've got a lot to tell you".
