Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with Once Upon a Time. I am not making money off of this story. I am an unapologetic August W. Booth fan (Booth Babe) and Wooden Swan Shipper.

The diner was packed. No one noticed they came in at first. Emma could see Mr. Gold sitting at a table with Belle, clearly trying to win her back. From what Emma learned, she'd been angry at him for what he'd done, left him, and was now renting a room at Granny's.

Emma found her parents sitting at a table at the back of the diner. The booth next to them sat Archie, Geppetto, and Henry…who looked up and spotted them first. It was the first time in two weeks she'd seen her son's face light up like that.

"AUGUST!" Henry exclaimed, rushing up to where they were and plunging into August's arms. "You're a real boy," he quipped.

August chuckled. "Yeah, I am." Inhaling deeply, he clung to Henry. "I love you too, kid."

The entire diner was filled with stunned silence. A teary-eyed Geppetto was the first to approach them. "My boy."

August released Henry and embraced his father, shutting his eyes against a sudden flood of tears that had started to form when he was hugging Henry. "It's okay, Father. It's finally okay."

Emma watched them, not seeing Snow White and Charming get up from their table, nor seeing the disappointed look on Mr. Gold's face as he realized he lost his last bargaining chip.

August and Geppetto released each other and wiped their eyes. "How?" Geppetto asked.

August glanced at Emma. "True love's kiss." Then he looked up, seeing her parents approaching and realizing they most likely heard him.

Mary Margaret stared the both of them, then sighed. "I guess you two were always meant to be together." She resolved herself to the situation. "It's good to have you back August."

David nodded understandingly. "Just make sure you treat her well. Do right by her this time."

August nodded. "I will, Your Majesty."

Your Majesty? Emma thought. After a second she realized the title made sense, since they ruled a kingdom back in their fairytale land.

Fairytales. She would have been a princess. The idea was still strange. The person she was now was no princess. But she knew that if she had grown up in their land with them as parents and if they loved her half as much as they seemed to, she would have been a princess with a happy life. And she would have enjoyed it.

Snow White and Prince Charming gazed at her with the same longing look in their eyes that they'd had for the last two weeks. Only this time, Emma viewed it with a different perspective. They really were her parents.

Snow sensed the change in her daughter and decided to take a chance. Lifting the box she'd been carrying which Emma only just noticed, she placed it in her arms. "Open it."

That's what Emma did. Placing the box on the counter, she admired the beautiful unicorn mobile within.

"We found this in Mr. Gold's shop," Mary Margaret continued. "This mobile hung above your crib." She paused. "It was supposed to hang above your crib."

Tears welled in Emma's eyes as she looked at her mother. "I like the unicorns."

Once again, there was a tense silence between them. Emma could tell how much they wanted to hug her. But now she felt a sudden need to hug them as well. "I don't think I'll ever call you 'Mom' and 'Dad," she began. "That just seems too weird right now. But I do…I'm starting to….I do think of you as my parents."

The joy was plain on their faces. That was what they longed to hear. Snow White pulled her daughter into a hug. "Oh Emma." Charming joined them in the embrace. Both of them had tears streaming down their faces. Emma relaxed into their arms, finding a strange comfort in having parents; something she never imagined she'd ever experience. "That's enough."

No, it wasn't enough. They all knew it. They missed out on 28 years – Emma's whole life. They'd never see her first steps, hear her first words, see her grow up. All of it. It would never be enough.

The sound of applause interrupted their musings. They released each other and looked around. Almost the entire diner was clapping, happy that they all found each other.

They couldn't help but smile and laugh too. But it would have to be enough.

"What brought this about?" David asked, wanting to know how his daughter came to accept them.

"August," Emma replied, glancing at her man. "He helped me see you only did what was best for me."

Snow looked at him with gratitude, hugging his as well. "Thank you." August was surprised by the gesture, but eagerly returned it.

Charming put a hand on his shoulder. "I second that. Thank you." He turned to Geppetto. After a second, he shook his hand.

Snow followed her husband's train of thought. "We're family now. You have our full forgiveness."

Geppetto looked grateful. "Thank you, Your Majesties."

Your Majesties. Emma wondered. Would she ever get used to them being called that? She hoped she wouldn't be called 'Your Highness'. Nonetheless, she was amused.

Granny came up from behind them. "Well this calls for a celebration!"

Ruby started prepping the counter. "Can I get you guys anything?"

Snow looked at Emma. "Hot cocoa with cinnamon?"

Emma grinned back. "You got it."

"Two hot cocoas with cinnamon."

Ruby smiled. "Coming right up." She turned around to start making them.

Everyone (minus Mr. Gold, who exited) started rearranging the diner. David went off to talk to his friend Thomas and Henry led Geppetto back to their booth. Emma watched them, unable to keep a smile off her face. Her smile expanded when she felt August's arms around her. So happy endings exist after all.

She didn't know what would happen next. No one did. Everybody in town was still trying to come to grip with their two sets of memories. No one knew if they'd be able to get back to the world they came from. And Emma wasn't sure if she herself wanted to, since this world was all she knew. But she'd worry about that later. She was surrounded by friends and family – her parents, her son, a man who loved her; for the first time in her life, she felt like she truly belonged. This was her happy ending.