Neal found the apartment Emma was sharing with their son, Henry. He was told by Regina that she kept the name Henry for her son and Emma’s name for respect of her son’s biological maternal grandparents.
Neal knocked on the door. When she didn’t answer, he knocked again.
Emma opened the door and her eyes widened. “Neal,” she said.
“I wondered if you’d remember me,” Neal said.
“So you decide to show up after almost fourteen years?” she asked.
“Emma,” Neal said. “This isn’t about us. This is about our family.”
Emma stared at him. “The only family I have, Neal, is the boy inside this apartment.”
“Mom?” Henry said.
“Henry, stay in the apartment,” Emma said.
“Emma,” Neal said. “Your family is in trouble and needs your help.” He took her hand and snatched her against his body and kissed her until she stopped fighting.
When Emma swayed, Neal guid