Grace held tightly onto her father. She'd been waiting to find him ever since the curse broke. She could hear him crying in her ear. "It's alright, Papa," she soothed, just like old times. It was everything to little girl could hope for. Well, almost. What she really wanted more than anything, was to have her family together again. All of it. Her, her father, her baby brother, and you.

Grace remembered what had happened like it was yesterday. Jefferson had gotten a request to travel with the Evil Queen. That was the beginning of the end. If Grace had known that your family would be separated for so long, she would have spoken up that night. She would have fought to keep the two of you from arguing so much.

"Jefferson, I don't want you to go!" you cried, your hand resting on your swollen tummy. Your eyes were narrowed and your shoulders were tense. Grace was spying from her spot on the staircase as the two of you argued."Don't you understand, Y/N? This one last job for Regina and we will be set for life! We'll never want for anything again!"

"I already have everything I want. We have what we need, Jefferson! Please don't do this!" Jefferson didn't say anything. He turned away from you, his fists clenched at his sides. The yelling had been going on for hours now, and Jefferson was growing weary of it. Grace could tell. His posture indicated that he was giving up on fighting. And so were you. "I'm scared," you admitted, "And I won't sit by and watch you tear our family apart." With that, you turned on your heel and walked to your bedroom.

"Papa, why haven't you been to see Mama?" Grace asked when she pulled away from her father. Jefferson blinked rapidly at her. "Have you seen your Mama?" Grace nodded. "She found me right after the curse broke. She has Y/S/N too." Jefferson fought back a smile. It was a bittersweet moment. The two of you had been fighting so much before he left and, while Jefferson loved you, he wasn't sure you wanted to see him. He wasn't even sure he wanted to see you, either. Not anymore.

Jefferson sighed. "It's complicated, Grace. Your Mama had a happy life here during the curse. She was married to someone else." Grace shook her head. "But she's married to you, Papa. Don't you love her anymore?" Jefferson's lips turned down into a deep frown. "Grace...of course I do, but it's not that easy." Grace pulled away and crossed her arms. She looked like a mini you when she did that. "Yes it is!" Jefferson didn't respond and Grace let her mind go crazy with ideas. She had to reunite you and Jefferson.

*short time skip brought to you by Rumplestiltskin's creepy giggle*

You struggled to push the stroller through the small door at Granny's. After 28 years of not having a toddler, it was a difficult transition to make. However, you were determined to do it. You had to and, right at that moment, you needed to get inside. Grace was waiting for you. Or you thought she was.

To your surprise, Granny's was almost empty. One table was set up in the middle of the room and Granny was setting food down at the table. She gave you a soft smile and scurried from the diner. Your brows furrowed. What was going on? It didn't make any sense. You sighed and leaned over to talk to your son. "What is your sister up to?"

"Hi, Mama!" You smiled upon hearing Grace's voice. You straightened up and turned. Then, your smile fell. Jefferson was there with Grace and he looked ready to run. "Grace..." you both started at the same time. Grace scowled. "Please?" she asked in a small voice and you sighed. You glanced back at Jefferson and you both nodded. Grace clapped her hands and skipped outside.

For a moment, neither of you said anything. The air in the diner was thick with tension. You didn't know whether to scream at him or throw your arms around him and kiss him senseless. Of course you had missed him. He was your husband, your true love. But you hadn't forgotten the fighting or the fact that he'd left you and Grace. He hadn't been there for the birth of your son. He hadn't even met the boy.

As if on cue, the toddler began to call for you. You looked back at your son and smiled. He kept bringing his hand up to his mouth. "Mama! Eat!" You laughed and handed him something from the table. "Is-Is that him? Is that my son?" Jefferson asked and you nodded. "Yes." Silence again as Jefferson stared at the little boy. His blue eyes sparkled with joy. "We might as well sit and enjoy dinner, Jefferson. Grace and Granny went to a lot of trouble." You and Jefferson sat, unaware of Grace's eyes on you both.

She was waiting across the street with Henry. "Do you really think this will work?" she asked and Henry smiled. "Of course it will! True love is the most powerful magic of all. Your mom is your dad's true love. They'll get through this." Grace smiled. That was one thing she adored about Henry. His ability to believe in all the magic in the world. "I hope so. I just want my family together again."

Henry and Grace watched for a while. At least you were talking and not fighting. At one point, Jefferson reached over and laid his hand over yours. Grace couldn't really see it, but she was certain your eyes were tearing up. She hoped things were going well. She wasn't sure if the fact that you were in there for two hours was good or bad. She hoped it was good.

Back inside the diner, Jefferson's hand still rested on yours. "I have never regretted anything more than leaving you and Grace. I have spent every day since I left trying to find my way back to you. I wanted to run to you the minute the curse was broken, but I didn't know how you would react." You sat in contemplation for a moment. "In truth, I would have welcomed you. I missed you, Jefferson. I am so sorry for the things I said. It broke my heart when you didn't come home. I thought I'd pushed you away."

Jefferson got up and walked over to your side of the table. He knelt down next to you and place a hand on your knee. "You could never push me away, Y/N. You, Grace, and our son mean everything to me. I want you to come home. I want us to be a family again. I know it's going to take some work, but I believe that we can be together again. Please."

Without missing a beat, you nodded. "I'd love that." Jefferson grinned. "I love you, Y/N. I know I wasn't the best husband in the Enchanted Forest, but I will make up for it here. I will be the best husband and father I can." He started to ramble a bit. You rolled your eyes and leaned forward to press your lips to his. Jefferson's hand moved from your knee to your cheek and he tried deepened the kiss slightly, but you pulled away.

Jefferson looked at you confused. You giggled and replied, "Our daughter is outside with Henry Mills. You really want her to see this?" Jefferson blushed, shaking his head. "Not really. Should we go home?" Nodding, you got up. Jefferson stood as well and moved behind the stroller. Your son was asleep and you knew he wouldn't wake until you got to Jefferson's. The two of you exited the diner. Grace ran over to you both. "Are we a family again?" You laughed softly. "We never weren't a family, Grace." Jefferson wrapped an arm around your shoulders and kissed your temple. "I love you," he whispered and you believed him absolutely. "I love you too. Let's go home."