I Love Her...

I Promise

Emma woke up and felt a light weight on her chest. As she looked down she saw a sleeping Henry and smiled. Then she heard the buzzing noise again for the 28th time now she looked all over the room and she looked in Henry's suitcase to see his phone. There were 28 miss call from Regina.

"Henry! Henry! wake up now!"

"What Emma I was sleeping?"

"Yeah well your going to be sleeping with the fishes, your mother is going to kill you and me."

"Why?"

"Because she has called you 28 times."

"WHAT! Why didn't you answer."

"Me no way here call her back."

Henry took the phone and called Regina.

"Hey mom."

"Henry I have been worried sick about you."

"Mom i'm fine."

"Oh really."

"Yes really."

"Henry where are you?"

"In Chicago with my class duh."

"Henry i'm going to give you one more opportunity to tell me the truth young man."

Henry looked at Emma and then looked down at the ground.

"Mom..I'm with Emma."

Emma eyes went wide as she tried to stop Henry from saying her name. Henry then let out a laugh and started running as Emma chased after him.

"Henry what are you doing with Emma?"

"Well she says she misses you."

"Henry you are not answering my question."

Henry tossed the phone at Emma and she caught it. Emma then covered the phone

"Henry take this phone back." Emma whispered

"No." Henry then ran to the bathroom and locked the door.

Emma then put the phone to her ear, She could here Regina's breathing.

"Um..Hello?"

"Hi Regina its Emma."

"Hi i'll be on my way to come and get Henry." 

"Okay i'm sorry."

"No i'm sorry that he is there and being a bother."

"Oh no I love Henry he is always a pleasure."

"Alright see you soon Emma."

"Bye Regina."

As Regina hung up the phone she felt the tears coming and she held them back. But when Emma heard Regina hang up the phone she couldn't take its and tears started pouring out of her. Henry came out of the bathroom to see Emma sitting on the ground crying.

"Emma?"

"Not right now kid."

"Emma I just wanted to say i'm sor-"

"Go pack your things."

"What?"

"I said go get your stuff together your mother is on her way."

"But why?"

"Henry because she is your mother and you ran away."

"Did you tell her that you miss her, and that you love her?"