A/N: Hi everyone! thesassysavior and I came together to write you a little humor/crack fic based on the season 2 finale. This is all just for fun and giggles, so I hope you all enjoy.

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"I CAN'T BELIEVE HENRY'S GONE!" Regina yelled as she climbed aboard the Jolly Roger, rage building up inside her. Her son, her only son, was now gone. All because he wanted to be with her, in those last possible seconds of her life. She was trying to stop the gem from destroying Storybrooke, the gem that Tamara and Greg had set up. Ugh those IDIOTS! Regina thought. Tamara and Greg were the last people she wanted to think about right now.

Emma could sense her girlfriend's stress all the way from the other side of the ship, and ran over to her, wrapping her arms around her in a tight embrace.

"Hey, we're going to find him, alright? Everything's going to be okay." Emma told Regina, hoping she'd be okay. She didn't want Regina unhappy. She couldn't stand it. Regina turned around to face Emma.

"And how do you know he'll be okay?" she asked, obviously still upset.

"I uh… I just know it," Emma confirmed. Rumplelstiltskin was standing next to his globe, overhearing their conversation, and rolled his eyes.

"Dearies, you won't be able to find Henry so easily. You're going to need this," he said as he gestured, pointing to the globe. "Now I just need a few seconds to get this going, and we'll be able to find Henry's exact location," Rumple told the women, who were still standing there looking like they were ready to rip someone's heart out - but that was Cora's job.

"Well hurry the fuck up! We want to know that our son is safe," Regina demanded, her eyes fixed on Rumplestiltskin's. "My mother could figure this out faster than you," she said, narrowing her eyes at him. Rumplestiltskin just raised his eyebrows.

"I will try my best! You on the other hand, need to calm down. I can't concentrate with your yelling," Rumple said, sneering. Emma just stood there, not knowing what to do.

While Regina and Rumplestiltskin went at it, Hook was trying extremely hard not to get a headache. He was the one steering the ship after all, and he didn't want those nimwads distracting him. Hook let out a big sigh, trying to calm down. Charming walked over to Hook, after noticing his stress, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"You alright?" Charming asked, concerned. Hook turned his attention to Charming, raising an eyebrow.

"What do you think, mate?" he asked, going back to steering the ship. "Regina and Rumple are at it again and I can't steer this bloody ship with them arguing back and forth," Hook ranted, rolling his eyes. This whole thing was starting to get on his nerves. Regina and Rumple needed to get their shit together so that they could continue their quest in finding Henry, Emma and Regina's little bratty son, as Hook viewed him.

Hook didn't really quite know why he was helping the ladies find their son. And better yet, finding himself on his ship with his most prized enemy. It was a very awkward situation, but he was glad he was able to tolerate Charming at the least, even though every time he looked at him he felt as if he had to size him up. He was a pretty masculine guy. Hook wondered how he was with his sword…

Hook jerked the wheel of the ship a few notches at his obscene thoughts. He shook his head when he saw Regina's famous eye roll from all the way on the other side of the ship. Rumple bickered nonsense and accused Hook of his half-par pirating skills under his breath. Why did I get into this, he thought. Why.