First of all this is my first story so be as critical as humanly possible. Now that that's out of the way, enjoy the story.

Disclaimer: I do not OUAT or it's characters.

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It wasn't very busy that night at Granny's Diner. The low murmur of people recounting the time before the curse filled the whiskey scented diner. Not very unusual at that hour, taking away the fact that Regina Mills, the former Evil Queen and mayor herself, was sitting at the bar staring at a half drunk glass of red wine.

She didn't look up when she heard someone plop down onto the seat next to her. Regina watched the sanguine colored liquid crash into the sides of the glass as she spun it lazily in one hand. She suddenly stopped and set it down.

"Tell me pirate," she said, "Is the glass half full or half empty?"

She tilted her head to give him a questioning stare.

"Don't exactly care if I can drink it," Killian reached out for the glass half heartedly. Regina pulled it away. He was obviously drunk but who cares.

"Ruby?"

She looked towards her startled, "Mrs. Mills?"

"Pour the poor fool a drink."

Hook's eyes widened comically and Regina couldn't help but chuckle at his dumbfounded expression.

He recovered quickly, "Thanks love."

"Pleasure."

"For taking upon your generous heart to buy rum for a one handed pirate with a drinking problem."

There was a long silence as they drank.

"Where's Henry?"

She had an unfocused gaze, "I asked Emma to take care of him," she gave a bitter smile, "memories can sneak up on you when you least expect it."

"Aye. So we're here for the same reason."

"Yes, I suppose so."

Hook finished his drink and was about to leave before a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"Wait, don't leave yet. Here." She pushed another shot into his hands.

"I'll take that too love."

She smirked, "You owe me."

"I'll pay it back sometime."

They finished their drinks and walked out the door, a cold November gust chilling them despite the alcohol.

"Let's go to my place."

Regina grasped his arm and pulled Killian to the direction of her house.

"Wait, why are you letting me into your house?"

"When I'm tipsy I make bad decisions."

Suddenly Killian got a strange look on his face, "You can't possibly mean-"

Regina's cheeks burned, "No you idiot! I have Netflix and Jello, I thought we could watch something together."

"You're lonely, aren't you?"

The mayor looked down at her feet and fidgeted with the hem of her jacket.

"No of course not. I'm just tipsy and feel bad for you. Let's go Captain Guyliner."

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"So this is Jello," Hook poked the red colored substance with his fork.

"Correct," she took a large bite out of it, "it really is quite tasty."

He shrugged and tasted it.

"It's not the the worst thing I've eaten, love."

Regina leaned back into the couch, crossing her legs and turning on the TV.

"Your world really is bloody strange."

Hook gave an exasperated sigh and gestured wildly, "You have ice boxes, magic boxes, and light boxes! Why you lot are obsessed with the bloody shape I'll never know."

Regina chuckled, "They're called refrigerators, television, and phones, idiot. Now what do you want to watch?"

"Dunno."

"Ah ha! How about Peter Pan?"

"Oh bloody hell..."

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Halfway into the movie Killian had to rush to the bathroom to throw up the alcohol in Regina's toilet.

"I didn't exactly think the sight of yourself would cause you to nearly projectile puke all over my coffee table. Then again you are rather hideous."

Hook was grasping the toilet bowl for dear life and was tinged slightly green, "Needed to get the rum out of my system, mate."

"Exactly how much alcohol did you consume?"

"Lost count on bottle seven..."

"Alcohol poisoning then. Serves you right. Just keep on puking hon and you should be fine."

"Hey!"

Emma Swan stood in the doorway. Hook started to barf again and Regina looked in the mirror to reapply her lipstick.

"What is it?" She turned towards Swan and gave her a cold stare.

"WHERE'S HENRY YOU EVIL-"

She took a deep breath and restarted, "I want to know where my son is."

There was a long pause and Regina's lipstick clattered onto the ground. Her mouth hung open is disbelief.

Emma raised an eyebrow and rapped on the door, "Anyone?"

It was as if an explosion had went off.

"I THOUGHT HE WAS WITH YOU AT YOUR HOUSE!" She roared.

"Apparently not," Hook turned back to the toilet.

They both wheeled on him.

"SHUT UP!"

Regina pointed an accusing finger at Emma, "Hook and I were just talking when YOU showed up!"

"I'll let you two lovelies talk it out..."

Emma's face turned red from rage,"NOW WHERE THE HELL IS MY SON REGINA?!"

"OUR SON."

Swan sighed and massaged her temples, "I don't care anymore, just help me find him."

Regina set her jaw, "Fine. It's not like I'll have that much of a choice anyway."

"Hook!"

"What? Shall I repay your earlier favor?"

"Go to Henry's room and get me his pillow," she sneered at Emma, "the one with my tears on it."

Emma was a bit taken aback, "Your what?"

"Tears idiot try to keep up."

"I'll be headed up then," Hook said before sprinting up the stairs."

Emma turned to Regina, "Now how exactly is that going to help my son?"

Regina inspected her nails before responding, "I have a bit of a locator spell. If I get the pillow I can find MY son."

Hook returned with a handful of pillows in his arms.

"I dunno which bloody one is Henry's."

"THE BLUE ONE JEEZ GUYLINER."

"WELL SORRY LOVE BUT I WASN'T THERE HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT COLOR IT IS."

Regina snatched the pillow from him, "Chill. Yo tits."

She activated the spell and they waited in anticipation.

"Why's it glowing?"

"It's part of the spell Mrs. Swan."

The soft and well loved baby blue pillow rose into the air before drifting lazily out the door, and they followed.

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"Now dearie I want you to do exactly as I say," Gold had his arm grasped firmly on Henry's arm. "You see this clock?" He held it up to the light, "I want you to go to the edge of the forest and press this button," he said, tapping it with a finger.

Henry jutted out his chin, "And why would I do that?"

Gold did the strangest thing, he started laughing.

"You really are just like your mother, both of them. Anyways, your mother, adoptive, made a deal with me. I couldn't lay a finger on Hook and she would do as I say exactly as I say, even if it means king you. Now you are going to do what I ask or things won't be exactly pleasant for her."

"What? That doesn't seem right," Henry's eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

Gold snarled and lowered his hand towards the spinning wheel, "If that won't convince you dearie than this will. You do know what happened to poor Aurora don't you?"

"Fine I'll do it!"

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY SON!"

The blast of the protective spells breaking was enough to shatter the more fragile items in Gold's shop. Regina and Emma stormed into the shop fuming and practically breathing fire.

Hook whistled and smiled, "Hell hath no fury like two mothers who've lost their son."

"Henry!" Regina cried when she realized what was about to happen.

Emma turned to Killian, "Hook-"

"I got it!"

Killian's sword whistled past their ears and struck the spinning wheel with enough force to knock it over. Henry roughly pulled away from Gold and snatched the clock from his grasp. Gold took one look at the raging mothers and disappeared.

"Oh my god Henry!" Regina rushed over to him and held him in a tight hug, burying her face into his soft sweet smelling brown hair.

Henry pushed her away, "No. Don't touch me."

"What?"

"Is it true what Gold said?" There were angry tears swimming in his eyes, "You love him more than me?"

Killian stood awkwardly in the corner and wished the floor could open up and swallow him whole...ish. He glanced down at his hook. Emma looked at him and mouthed, "What?" Killian was just as confused as her and merely shrugged.

Regina knelt on the floor with a tormented expression on her face.

"Sweetie no I-"

"No!" Henry shoved past her and ran out the door into the night still clutching the clock to his chest. Regina slumped in defeat and felt hot tears roll down her cheeks. A sob rose up in her chest and she buried her face in the pillow once more.

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Henry was running. He ran towards the forest and didn't stop even when the wind started to scream warning and cold rain stung his face like hundreds of bees. His hands and feet became numb from the cold and the stitches in his side worsened yet he didn't slow. When it felt as if his lungs would burst he stopped and sunk to his knees, panting.

"Henry!"

Emma ran towards her son, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Henry honey are you alright?"

The boy jerked away from his mother and trembled.

Regina had caught up, "Henry-"

"No! Stay away from me!"

Emma inched closer and Henry threw her a nasty glare.

"But Henry please," Regina held onto Henry's arm and tried to pull him closer.

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH!"

He smashed the clock onto the ground. Hot angry tears rolled down his cheeks.

"BOTH OF YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO STOP FIGHTING! You never listen to me! A-and I just want my mom's back..."

Emma bent down and hugged Henry.

"We love you Henry. We can change, for you." Emma could feel her eyes watering.

"Really?"

"Yes, really," Regina said.

"Do you promise?"

"Of course, sweetie."

"I may just be a simple pirate," Killian interrupted, "but I'm sure THAT is not supposed to glow!"

Panic rose into his voice as he gestured wildly with his hook.

They're attention was suddenly on the smashed clock, which started glowing emerald green. The wind was picking up speed and uneasiness settled around them. The ground started becoming warped and tinged green, swirling rapidly.

"It's a portal!" Emma cried.

"Pointing out the obvious is not going to get us out of this bloody disaster, love."

"Run," Regina said, "Run!"

They tried to get away with no avail. The portal had already become too strong. Henry felt his foot being sucked in and screamed in desperation.

"HENRY!"

Both mothers turned around and tried to grab hold of him. Regina snatched his hand, but slowly felt his grip being pulled away.

"Hold on tight!"

Henry could feel himself being pulled away, and his arm was sore from holding on.

"I-I can't."

They lost hold and he was sucked through. Regina turned towards Emma, "I'm going after him and as a good mother you should too."

She jumped in and left Emma and Hook standing there.

Emma set her jaw and turned towards the pirate, "We're going to need your help."

The savior then followed Regina through. Killian glanced at the portal before turning towards Storybrooke, and then at the portal again. He sighed and face palmed. The portal was starting to close.

"Oh bloody hell," Killian said before jumping in.

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Thanks for reading and remember constructive criticism! I NEED IT.