Regina looked down to her wrist to check the time again; it had been over an hour since she had spoken to Henry on the phone when he had asked her to meet him at Granny's. Just a bit longer, she said to herself, He'll be here. An hour turned into two, and Regina had lost hope. She left a few dollar bills on the table to compensate for the cup of coffee she had sipped on as she slipped her purse over her shoulder. "Thank you, Ruby. She said quickly as she made a beeline for the door.

Coming back to reality, she began to assemble the remaining boxes to collect the remainder of her office items in. A single tear rolled down her cheek before the door behind her was thrust open.

"Do you know where Henry is?" David was not in the best of spirits, his brow furrowed in frustration.

Before she turned to face him, she quickly swiped her sleeve across her cheek to hide the evidence that she had been crying. "He was supposed to meet me for lunch, but he didn't show," she said, keeping her emotions on the subject buried deep; Henry had really hurt her, but she had hurt him as well so she supposed it was only fitting.

David slouched his shoulders as he began pacing around the room, trying to think of where he could have possibly gone instead of going to school like he was supposed to. "Do you know where he could have gone?" he asked her, "I know he wanted to help me find a portal to find Emma and Snow since the hat was destroyed, but I wouldn't even know where to look..."

Regina began to think of where Henry could possibly look for something magical when he knew virtually nothing about magic. "Wait," she said as her eyes widened, "I think I know why he called me." Pulling her desk drawer open, she quickly sifted through the items, and what she expected was true. "He has the ring of skeleton keys. In his book there is a picture of my vault. He must have realized that was the only place to hide anything. It's in the cemetery where my father is buried." She felt so used. Henry had never wanted to meet with her, he just needed her out of the office.

Regina felt defeated as Charming made his leave. She was able to hold in her true feelings just long enough for him to get out the door before she crumbled onto her desk chair, salty tears streaming down her cheeks. Regina could barely remember the last time she felt this vulnerable; the last time anyone had been able to break her down. She had truly believed that Henry wanted to see her and felt like some progress was being made. She was finally getting a taste of what it felt like to be used as a pawn in someone else's plans.

After a few moments of weakness, she wiped the tears from her face and stood up, smoothing her hair as she walked to her desk. "Time to pack it up, I suppose," she said quietly to herself.

Once the boxes were loaded into the trunk of her Mercedes, she sank into the driver's seat and flicked on the headlights as she started up the engine. The sky had gone dark and a heavy mist of rain began to fall. The town appeared to be deserted; everyone had retreated inside because of the downpour which she was thankful for, as there would be no one to cast angry glares her way. Pausing at a red light, her mind began to wander. Thinking of Henry, she could feel a lump beginning to form in her throat, threatening the tears that would soon follow. Squeezing her eyes closed, she willed the tears away and took a deep breath in an attempt to compose herself.

As she opened her eyes and brought them back up to the road, she spied something peculiar. There was an unfamiliar man wandering in the middle of the road. Why would someone be taking a walk in this kind of weather? Regina thought to herself. She couldn't see him very well because of the darkness and the sheet of rain that obscured her view. It seemed strange that someone would be wandering alone in the middle of the road in the pouring rain, so she felt like she should do something, help him – which was something she hadn't felt in a long time. Compassion. She shifted the car into park and turned on her hazard lights as she stepped out of the car. The rain had picked up, and she was almost immediately soaked to the bone. She called out to the mysterious person as she approached him, "Hello? Are you looking for someone?"

Regina could tell that she had startled the man when she saw him jump at the sound of her voice. The man didn't respond, so she reached out to touch his shoulder as she spoke again, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to–" Suddenly she was unable to speak. Her breath caught in her throat as the man turned to face her. It wasn't possible. It couldn't be... "Daniel?" she was finally able to utter.