Disclaimer: I don't own OUAT.


Henry Mills sat on the bus to Boston, reading the fairytale book his teacher had given him. While Henry had every intention of trying to persuade his birth mother, Emma Swan, to come back to Storybrooke with him, he was also a bit nervous.

He was actually going to see his birth mother. Henry and his twin sister, Lily, had found out years ago that they were adopted. Eventually, they put the pieces together with help from the book, titled 'Once Upon a Time', that their real mother was going to be the savior, the one to break the curse.

And it comes full circle back to Henry, sitting quietly and reading. Lily couldn't come on the journey with him because Regina, their adoptive mother, had set too many chores for the both of them because she was at a long meeting, and Lily was just covering both of their tracks.

"Is that a good book?" An older lady in the row opposite Henry asked kindly.

"It's not just a book," Henry replied mysteriously.

The lady smiled and turned back to what she was doing.

Soon enough, the bus came to a stop.

Henry got off the bus with the rest of the people, adjusted 'Once Upon a Time' under his arm, and walked off to find a cab.

After he found one parked, he knocked on the cab's window.

The driver rolled the window down.

"Do you take credit cards?" Henry waved Mary Margaret Blanchard's credit card in the air.

"Where to, kid?" The driver asked.

Henry said the address the website said Emma lived at, and he hopped in the back seat.

The cab sped off, and Henry stared out the window to pass the time. He wondered if Lily was exhausted from doing the chores that she was supposed to do, and the ones Henry was supposed to do.

Henry felt a twinge of guilt that he put the load on his sister's shoulders, but then again, she had practically forced him to go on the trip while she would do the chores.

And to Henry, Lily Mills forcing you to do something was pretty scary.

The cab pulled up and stopped in front of an apartment building.

"Here's your stop, kid," The cab driver said.

"Thanks," Henry smiled, and gave him the credit card to swipe.

After the cab driver gave the credit card back, he walked to the apartment building, feeling a bit euphoric. One, he was going to see his real mother. Two, he would do everything in his power to bring the savior back to Storybrooke.

Henry took the elevator a few flights up, and approached the door that was said to be Emma's.

He knocked on the door, and waited for an answer.

Emma Swan opened the door, expecting someone her own height, but a little movement just below her peripheral vision caught her eye, and she looked down.

"Um…" Emma asked uncertainly, "Can I help you?"

"Are you Emma Swan?" Henry asked.

"Yeah, who are you?" Emma was surprised to know that some kid she had never seen in her life knew her name.

"My name's Henry, I'm your son," Henry stated, and ducked under her arm and entered the apartment like he lived there.

"Woah, hey…Kid, kid! I don't have a son, where are your parents?" Emma asked, flabbergasted.

As Henry's eyes swooped around the apartment, determining how Emma's life was, he turned back around to face her.

"Ten years ago…did you give up newborn twins for adoption? I'm one of them…my sister, Lily, is at home…she's covering for me," Henry explained.

Emma's beathing became a bit heavy, and she felt a nervous bead of sweat form on her brow. Some black spots clouded her vision. She tried very hard to absorb this, but ultimately failed.

"Give me a minute," Emma said, and she shut herself in the bathroom.

Emma took deep, slow breaths. She would not have a panic attack, not now. After all, she hadn't had one since she was very young.

"Hey, you have any juice?" Came Henry's voice.

Emma didn't move, but concentrated on her breathing.

"Never mind, found some,"

Emma took a few more breaths, and the black spots disappeared from her vision. She stepped out of the bathroom, and made her way over to Henry.

"You know, we should probably get going," Henry said, as if he expected her to take him somewhere.

"Going where?" Emma asked.

"I want you to come home with me…Lily wants to meet you too, you know,"

Emma didn't think she could handle anymore of this.

"Okay, kid, I'm calling the cops," She reached out for the phone.

"Then, I'll tell them you kidnapped me," Henry smiled.

Emma slowly turned back to him.

Well played, kid. Emma thought.

After a few minutes of pointless arguing, Emma was changing and getting ready to take Henry back to Storybrooke, Maine.

She boarded Henry and herself into her yellow bug, and they were off to Maine.

While driving, Emma couldn't have a doubt that Henry was her son. Henry seemed to harbor a bravery that Emma once displayed to the world in her time in foster care. Also, she couldn't deny that she wanted to meet Lily as well.


An attempt at a OUAT fic. Please review? Second chapter will be up soon.

-MessagesFromTheStars