It's Snow's turn to try tonight.

Henry had missed his portal back to Storybrooke almost a year ago, and ever since then, they had been trying to reach Henry via the burning room from their nightmares, and naturally, the entire family (all of Storybrooke, really), were worried about what that meant. Henry was a Charming and a Gold after all, and their family didn't exactly have the best track record for personal safety.

Which is why she and Charming were trying every night to find their wayward grandson, switching off and on as to who would spend time in the burning room. She hated going into the burning room, but she and Charming had conquered it after their extended sleeping curse thanks to the Evil Queen, and it seemed to be the only way to find Henry.

Even Rumpelstiltskin's globe and tracking potions had failed them, which only heightened the urgency to find him.

Regina and Emma had been spending more nights over at the house, despite their assurance that they would call them immediately if one of them figured out where Henry was. Still, she and Emma both had insisted. Snow understood the panic – she'd felt it herself when Emma had been the Dark One… but this had gone on much longer than Emma's curse.

Charming kissed her gently as she closed her eyes and focused on the burning room and on her grandson.

It didn't take long for her to appear, the flames licking ominously at her ankles as she stared with wide green eyes around the room for some human-esque shape that could be her grandson.

"Henry?!" she yells over the roar of the hellscape when she sees something in the distance. "Henry, can you hear me?!"

"Hang on! I'm coming! I'll save you!" the man yells back. His voice doesn't sound like Henry, but Snow was able to get a quick look at his face, and nearly recoiled in horror.

It is Henry, but he's so much older. He'd only left Storybrooke a year ago; why was he suddenly an adult?!

"Henry! Where are you?!" Snow yelled. Henry's moved a bit closer, but not enough for them to be able to have a proper conversation. "Please tell me!"

"I'm sorry! Seattle's traffic is a nightmare! You were right, we shouldn't have moved here. But I promise, when I get you both out of here we'll go back to the countryside. Find a little farmhouse, like you've always dreamed!"

Seattle. Good, she had a location, but the rest of the words weren't making any sense to her. Did he not know who she was? If not, why?

"Henry, hang on! I promise we'll find you!" Snow yells as they're ripped further apart suddenly, the flames roaring around them. "We'll always find you!"

Her eyes pop open a split second later, body shooting out of the bed as she scrambles to the door. She doesn't care what time it is or how long everyone's been asleep (or not been asleep).

"REGINA! EMMA! I SAW HIM!" she yelled, and before long, their awkward family unit is seated in the dining room of the Charming farmhouse, wide-eyed and alert despite the four o'clock hour.

"Where did he say he was?" Rumplestiltskin asked, his arm wrapped protectively around Belle's waist.

"Seattle."

The air in the room turned to one of confusion. It was Zelena who processed the impact of her words first.

"If he's in Seattle, he should have shown up on the globe. Which means… he's not in any normal part of Seattle. I think he was cursed somehow," Zelena said, and Snow felt her heart sink. "What else did he say, Snow?"

Snow gripped the mug in front of her tighter. "None of it made any sense. He kept talking about how we would move back to the country and get a farmhouse. I think he thought I was maybe… caught in a real fire or something? But… I don't know how it happened, but he's much older now. A good decade or so I'd think."

"Oh my God," Regina whispered, her head dropping into her hands.

Emma's close to tears and Neal looks the same, the weight of the words hitting them like a train. They'd missed another decade of their son's life.

Rumplestiltskin stood suddenly. "Then to Seattle we go. I don't know what sort of trouble our dear boy got himself into, but it's clear he's in over his head. I presume I should be making sure everyone in this room has a story?"

"What – what are you talking about Rumplestiltskin?" Emma asked with a frown.

"In order to find Henry, we're going to have to infiltrate wherever he is. Just like when we went to Neverland to save him last time. But this is going to take a little more work…" the man's eyes glanced at everyone in the room. "Though luckily, it should be a bit safer to bring our children along with us. Be ready to go at a moment's notice. I'll take care of the rest."

With that, he swept from the room. Belle followed with Gideon, inclining her head in a farewell.

Snow glanced over at Regina, Neal, and Emma, talking in hushed voices and then over at David, Hook, and Robin, also huddled together.

So she turned to Zelena with a soft sigh. "I guess you and I will have to find substitutes for our classes."

"It appears so. But that's okay, as long as we find Henry and fix whatever's happened to him," the red-haired witch sighed.

"We will. If the Black Fairy couldn't tear us apart, nothing will."

Three days later, the caravan sat at the edge of the town. It had taken a lot of work, but Rumplestiltskin had everything prepared down to the last detail, including potions for everyone to leave town.

Snow turned to the young boy in the back seat. "You ready to go to Seattle, sweetheart?"

Neal nodded, patting Wilby's head. "We're going to get Henry back, right?" he asked, biting his lip with worry.

"Of course," Snow said, as the car (upgraded thanks to Rumplestiltskin) began to move and with a sharp inhale, Snow felt the ripple as they passed over the town line, and she blinked, feeling completely normal.

"Step one complete. Everyone okay?" Rumplestiltskin said over the walkie-talkie from the car ahead of theirs.

Confirmation came from the other three cars, and slowly, they began to make their way down the quiet country road.

"Neal, what's our family motto?" Charming asked, looking in the rearview mirror at their son.

"I will always find you," the boy replied. He'd heard it enough in his young life.

"That's right. Which means what?"

Neal was quiet for a moment before his face split into a wide smile. "Which means we'll find Henry!"

Snow and Charming laughed, their hands clasped on the gear shift. They would find Henry. They'd break the curse on him, and then they would return to Storybrooke with their family whole again.