Hello! I'm I'm Random! Let me thank you for clicking on this story and reading it, I really appreciate it! I thought up this story the moment I saw the promo for 3x10 "The New Neverland" when a confused Henry shouts "I'm Henry!". So I hope you enjoy the story and PLEASE REVIEW! I would love to know what you think!

I'm Random does not own Once Upon A Time

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Where am I? What happened? What's going on?

Like the sense of dread in me, my answer appears...

I was on the ship, on my way home. Through the small window in the chamber, fluffy clouds flew past us at quickening speeds. The darkness outside couldn't reach me, and with every breath I took we were getting farther and farther away from the prison that was Neverland.

The darkness both outside and in me quickly passes, and I can't help but feel whole again. I'm finally coming home! I'm finally going back to Storybrooke! Both my moms are up there and I can't wait to return and spend a lot of time together! My dad is up there too, maybe when we get back we can practice with the wooden swords again! And maybe Grandpa Charming can join in on the fight!

I smile, the smile so big that it hurts my face, but I don't care! I'm safe and with my family once again. I will never be separated from them again as long as I live.

I remember this happiness and the confidence I had once the final fight was over.

Or so I thought.

Above me, I hear the yells of my family guiding the ship through the sky, following the stars and the path they create before us.

I laid down on the bed and closed my eyes, content and calm after so many days.

I'm safe!

Or so I thought.

I hear a voice speaking to me, sounding similar to my kidnapper but much more threatening. Gone is the child's happy voice he used around me, he sounds not like the immortal Peter Pan, but like a nightmare. A nightmare that causes shivers throughout my body, turning my happiness cold.

I sit up and look at his face. It's weird. He's a kid, like me, but he does not look it. He looks furious, he looks like he is mad. His face is in a scowl and his eyes wish me gone.

What did I do? He was the one that stole my heart! Why is he mad at me?

I hear him speak, but the words barely register in my shaken mind. I feel my eyes widen in terror. With shaking hands I grasp the blankets and try to get away from the monster before me.

But I can't.

His cold hands grab me, trapping me in place. I cannot move, I'm frozen with fear! The monster's claws sink into my back and start to pull. I feel myself leaving, I feel part of me trapped and squirming in his grip, struggling to hold on to the life I've barely lived.

I didn't realize I was screaming until Rumpelstiltskin appeared in the doorway, holding a small decorated box. We turn to him and I feel Pan's fear in his shaking grip.

I'm saved! I'm saved!

But I'm not.

In only a second, I've somehow changed positions. I'm no longer sitting at the head of the bed, like earlier. I no longer feel safe and all the happiness I felt before is gone, as if by magic.

My hands now grip my red shirt, bunching up the fabric, like a lifeline. A shadow is in my grip, and is squirming in my big hands, trying to break free.

I turn my head in time to see Rumpelstiltskin move his hand over the lid of the small box. Like a waterfall, a red menacing mist quickly pours out of it.

Fear fills me and my hopes are defeated. With a horror-stricken look I can only watch as the blood-red mist quickly slices through the air, engulfing me in its trap.

Next thing I know everything's dark.

I'm gone.

With my big hands, I miraculously get to my feet and look at the new surroundings around me.

I see sunlight and a bright blue sky on the horizon. Gone is the darkness and despair of Neverland, and gone is the threat of Peter Pan. I see trees around me and the pavement with the bright orange boundary line, trapping us in the town that lies ahead.

It is in this moment I realize that I am in Storybrooke, away from the fears and horrors of Neverland. I'm home! I'm safe! I'm okay!

But if I am safe, then why do I feel like a threat?

Around me, standing feet away from me, are my family.

This was not the big reunion I was expecting.

They surround me in a circle, suffocating me with their anger, trapping me in their fury. But why are they mad at me? What did I do?

I look at each one of their faces in confusion, their glares making me shiver in fear.

Why are they acting like this? This is supposed to be a happy reunion! They're supposed to be happy to see me! Why are they mad at me? Did I do something wrong? Why do they suddenly hate me?

I feel upset, sadness fills me, but I do not show it, I have to be strong, I have to be tough, like my mom.

I turn to face my mom, and have to fight back the tears that quickly cover my eyes, I rapidly blink and straighten my posture. My eyes stare straight ahead, focusing anywhere else but at the gun poised in her hand.

The silence seems so loud, so I speak.

"Mom?" I question, letting it fill the silence.

"What?" she responds, her anger easily heard, her confusion like mine.

"Mom!" I say once more, trying to clear away the haze of confusion that is engulfing all of us "What's going on? When did we get back to Storybrooke?"

"What are you talking about?" she responds, raising the weapon higher.

"How did we get to Storybrooke? When did we get back? Why am I-"

"Just. Shut. Up." she responds, her finger finding the trigger "Or I'll shoot"

"Why would you shoot me? What did I do?" I ask with a shaking voice.

"What the-" she starts to say, giving me a confused look.

"Don't listen to him" Rumpelstiltskin says, stepping forward "He is just trying to confuse you, he's nothing we should be afraid of, don't fall for these tricks"

With a reassuring nod, she turns to glare at me again, my feelings hurt by her sudden rage. She points the weapon at my chest, taking aim.

"I'm done playing your games-" she starts to say.

"Wait!" I yell, raising my hands "Why are you going to shoot me? What did I do?"

"Neverland? Taking my son?" Mom asks, sounding extremely annoyed "Do you not remember the hell you put us through Pan?"

Now I'm confused even more. "Pan?" I ask, wrinkling my eyebrows, "Isn't he in Neverland? Isn't it over?"

"Enough of this! Finish the coward off Miss Swan!" Rumpelstiltskin yells, his face red. My mom nods and places her finger on the trigger.

I begin to sweat, my vision dizzy. The world around me spins, the world I thought I understood now lost in confusion. Why would they kill me? Do they hate me now?

If they want to kill me, they can, but I want to know why first.

"Why are you killing me? What did I do? I ask, my shaking voice betraying my false courage.

"For all the damage you caused us!" Mom yells, "I'm sick of this! I'm done!" She then points the gun at my head, her shaking hands ready to shoot.

"But... but... I did so much good!" I yelled back "I brought you to Storybrooke! I helped you break the curse-"

"What?" my Mom asks, her anger momentarily forgotten.

"I'm Henry!" I yell so the treetops can hear me, "Why are you trying to kill your own son?" I ask, tears now falling down my cheeks.

"Henry is in Storybrooke" Mom replies in a monotone.

"No, I'm Henry!" I scream "I have the heart of the truest believer! I'm your son!"

"Shoot him now Miss Swan" Rumpelstiltskin persuades "He is only trying to confuse you so that he can escape."

"I am Henry!" I yell turning to face them all, "The Evil Queen adopted me and I have two moms and-"

"Lies" Rumpelstiltskin interrupts "Why can't you accept you've lost? I was right, you are nothing but a coward."

"I am not a coward!" I yell "I am brave and I am Henry!"

"If you're Henry prove it" My mom says, annoyed at my arguments.

"I told you a lot!" I yell "Isn't that good enough?"

"Prove it" she says, her voice cold.

I think, what could possibly prove that I'm Henry? What should I say? What story will convince them?

And then I know what story to tell.

I look at my mom's glare straight in the eyes and speak.

"I used Miss Blanchard's credit card and went to Boston to find you" I tell "And I knocked on your apartment door and told you I was your son. You didn't believe me, but I walked in the room anyway. You were wearing a red dress and you were all alone. On the counter was a cupcake with a burned out candle and you took me back to Storybrooke in your yellow car and eventually we started Operation Cobra."

I look in her eyes and recognition dawns on her face. Her anger quickly fades and she looks at me in shock. I see tears in her eyes but she blinks them away before anyone else could see.

"Henry?" she whispers, surprise in her voice.

"Yeah mom, its me, who else would it be?" I ask, a smile on my face.

"You look just like Peter Pan on the outside."

"What?!" I scream, surprise and confusion on my face.

Before she responds, I look down at my awkward body and discover it is not mine. Instead of my red shirt, I'm wearing a tight green outfit, similar to the many leaves found only in Neverland. I look at my big hands and realize they are not mine, but Peter Pan's. Horror fills me, will I ever get back in my own body?

Belle steps forward and hands me a small mirror and when I look I don't see my own face, but the face of Peter Pan.

I scream, my new voice echoing off the treetops.

"Henry..." my Mom says, stepping forward.

Tears in my eyes, I run towards her. I am almost her height now and can see her face to face. I lean in for a hug and tears escape my eyes.

Why did Pan have to switch bodies with me?

What is he planning to do in Storybrooke?

Will I ever be myself again? Will I ever truly be Henry again?

I don't know.

Thank you for reading! Please Review! I want to know what you think! And I'm debating whether I should continue this or leave it as a stand-alone. Any thoughts?

Again, PLEASE REVIEW and thank you for reading (I really appreciate it!) and have a wonderful day/night!