A few people asked to see a sequel with Emma and Neal reuniting with Faith along with Henry meeting her for the first time.

Henry looked at the letter, confused, before looking back up at his parents. He wasn't quite sure what to think when they sat him down and said they had a little girl out there. As far as he knew, they didn't have any other children. Now things were slowly starting to make sense.

"So, you two took care of her?" He asked.

Emma nodded. "Just for the night, but she always stuck with us. We wanted to keep her so badly, but we weren't in the position to."

"Why didn't you ever tell me about her?"

"I don't know. For so long she was just our secret…kinda like how you were mine for all those years."

Neal put a hand on Emma's back. "We don't want you to think we love either of you any more than the other. She's coming to town to see us. Just know that your mom gave you up for the same reason we let go of Faith."

"She wanted to give me my best chance." Henry smiled over at Emma and then looked back at Neal. "I understand. I'm not mad at you guys or jealous. I actually think it's kinda cool, you took care of a kid when you didn't have to."

"We couldn't just leave her out there. We're just glad that like you, she was somewhere safe."

It took a lot of convincing around town to get people to act like their cursed personas for the day. It was hard on Snow, David, Belle and Rumple to not be able to meet their first would-be granddaughter properly. It would've been just too complicated to explain why they all looked to be so close in age. They had debated going to Boston to meet up with Faith, but they figured she could at least meet the rest of their family, even if she didn't know the full truth. The town line had been fixed so she'd be able to find it easily and leave with no problems.

Neal and Emma waited nervously outside of the diner, the former checking his watch every few minutes. It was weird to think that a girl they hadn't even known for 24 hours had such a lasting impact on their hearts, but they had fallen in love with her instantly, just as they had when they each first met Henry. She would always be their first child, even if they couldn't take care of her.

Eventually, a mini cooper pulled down the streets with Washington state plates and a bumper sticker from Boston University. It stopped right in front of them and the driver side door opened. A young woman, looking about 18, stepped out of the car. They knew instantly that it was her. She had cut her long hair and straightened it, along with adding some light blue highlights, but there was no mistaking it. She was wearing a familiar sweatshirt and it took Neal a minute to realize it was the same one he had leant her all those years ago. While it fit a little better, it was still big on her. She walked around the car, a hint of a smile going across her face.

"Emma? Neal?" Both slowly nodded and she let out a deep breath.

"Look at you," Emma whispered, stepping forward to put a hand on her cheek. "You're all grown up now."

"18 years old," Faith chuckled a little. "About the age you were when we met, right?"

"Yeah."

"Just…wow," Neal breathed. "I knew you'd be older, but I was picturing the little girl that clung to me."

Faith smiled. "You two don't look much different yourselves. Well, except Emma doesn't have glasses anymore."

They stood there for a minute, before the pair wrapped her into a big hug. She tightened her grip on both of them, burying her head into Neal's shoulder. She had missed them so much over the years. While at first, she had wished that they could've taken her with them, now she understood. She was really grateful, too.

Eventually, they all pulled apart, though Neal and Emma both kept an arm around her as they walked into the diner.

"There are people we want you to meet, but we figured we'd start with Henry," Emma said. "We told you about him in our letters."

"You gave him up for adoption, right?" Faith asked.

She nodded. "I got pregnant not long after we gave you up. We still weren't in the right position. His mom is really great about it, though. She lets us see him."

They made their way to the table where Henry sat. He looked up at the girl his parents had their grip on and smiled, standing up.

"Faith?" He asked.

"Yup, you must be Henry." She shook hands with him. "I guess you're like…my little brother, kinda."

Henry laughed. "Yeah, definitely. I always sort of wanted a big sister."

They slid into the booth together and ordered from Ruby, who couldn't help but grin widely at the little family reunion. Once she took the orders, as much as she wanted to stick around and be nosey, she headed off to fill them.

"So, what have you two been up to over the past 12 years?" Faith asked, looking from one to the other.

Emma and Neal knew they had to be careful about their responses, they couldn't expose their families. "We split up for a while," Emma replied. "Eventually, Henry tracked me down and it didn't take long for us to find Neal too, we got back together a little before you wrote your first letter."

"What about you?" Neal asked.

"Well, like I said, I got adopted a little after you two dropped me off. I had a pretty normal childhood after that, my parents made sure of that. I knew I wanted to help kids that were in my situation, so I'm studying social work right now." She softly smiled. "I have a boyfriend; his name is Craig. I figured I'd bring him on another visit."

Neal raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I need to meet this Craig. Make sure his intentions are honorable."

Emma rolled her eyes, playfully punching him in the shoulder. "Neal."

"What? No one hurts my little girl."

Faith grinned and looked over at Henry. "Are they always this dorky?"

"All the time. But they're still pretty cool," he replied with a smirk.

They spent the day together, with Faith meeting different members of their family. They hung out the park and watched movies at the loft. As it got later in the night, they knew it was time to say goodbye. Neal insisted on checking on the car while Emma told Faith she could call her if she needed any homework help (she had just started taking some community college classes herself). One last hug and a promise to keep in touch and she was off again. Neal slid his hand into Emma's.

"When we never heard from her after that night, I was worried," Emma admitted once the mini cooper was out of view. "Now, I can see you were right. We did the right thing."

Neal nodded. "She'll always be our first kid, though."

Emma rest her head on his shoulder, letting out a content sigh.