Hi guys, I'm so happy to be part of this year SWANQUEEN week and here is my apportation to todays theme (CANON DIVERGENCE), also I'm happy to finally be able to give something back to you all who have give me hours of so much enjoyable stories full of love, accion, drama and a whole lot more. This story is something I have been working on some time and had finally decide to upload the first chapter of what I wish to be an epic story full of adventure, romance and action. It will be in multiple points of view but be assured that Swanqueen is really important in this story and also endgame. I wish to know what your thought are about the story, to get some feedback in ways to be a better writer, and more importantly how to make this story more fun. Please bear with me, English is not my first language so I'm sure I have a lot of mistakes that I will try to correct as soon as I can, or as soon as I can find a BETA that is interested in being part of this story and get my but into gear. Well I guess there is only one more thing to say:
I don't own Once Upon a Time, or other tv shows characters and stories that appear on this story. If I was, Emma would had kiss Regina more times than I could count.
=== CHAPTER 1 ===
- The Scientist -
"Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh, take me back to the start
I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart"
(Coldplay)
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It was late at night, while the moon shined brightly in the sky and snowflakes danced in the wind. When a brown haired boy in a big and warm black coat, red flannel shirt, faded blue jeans and a pair of tennis shoes could be seen walking and cursing under the streetlights of the non enchanted but equally charming town of Storybrooke Maine.
The night was magical, the cool air flowing softly while caressing his face. It was by far one of the more peaceful and beautiful nights of the season. But that didn't matter to him right now, his mind was starting to make him go crazy and sick with worry and he didn't know how to stop it. Henry Mills just couldn't comprehend how everything had turned so wrong so fast. It was frustrating to him, the way in which the two people he loved the most in this world were falling to pieces and nobody has even the slightest idea about it.
"Is like they are blind" he yell into the night.
'How can they say everything is alright, that we finally are happy and living the life we always wanted. When the two people that fought the most to help them be free and safe, the ones that needed to be free the most, are not happy at all' Henry thinks to himself while kicking a small rock into Main Street.
'It's like they don't know them at all, how can gramps and grandma don't see the desperation, regret, hurt, and (even if it hurt him a little bit inside to even think about it) the loneliness that his ma had been showing in her eyes since that forsaken time travel fiasco with Marian'.
walking right into town hall his eyes started to look around the beautiful family houses and stores, that the new curse had bring back. There were old buildings that he could remember needing repairs before, now looking brand new. but most importantly, now there were also new buildings created to give a life, and a home, to the new town people that weren't here in the first curse, but decided to trust his grandmother and came to this world to live a better life.
Stopping at the steps of town hall and turning upwards, Henry could spotted the mayor's office window lights on. Were without a doubt his mother was working into oblivion trying to keep everything in town in order, or as she kindly calls it in his presence. 'Making sure the fools don't destroy MY town'.
Still looking at the window Henry could only think about one thing again and again.
'Emma fooled me too...'
This thought made his small chin to meet with his chest while a frown made an appearance across his young face.
It was true that he was angry at her ma for not taking him into consideration while discussing about moving them back to New York after the Wicked Witch situation was over. And on top of that, hurting his Mom by not caring about how that decision of leaving was going to hurt her.
Then after some crazy time travel trip and some seriously bad decisions from his ma,the hurt just became stronger after his mom left the dinner being hurt by that damn outlaw.
After that incident happened, he realize that while he took the time to calm down. something had changed, his ma had changed into someone, that quite frankly, scare him a lot. It wasn't something drastic in the blonde physical appearance. She still give those cocky smirks and walked with her usual confident strut.
No, the change was in her way of acting and interacting around all of them. Thanks to his new curse induced memories of living with her for 13 years. He now knows her mannerisms as much as he knows his other mother's. If not more. And he was sure that something was terribly wrong with her.
'Both of them' he remained himself.
His ma and his mother were at the edge of destroying themselves, and he didn't know what to do to fix it.
On one side, his grandparents were so involved and inverse in trying to convince Emma to marry his miraculous still alive father with the excuse of him being her true love, that It was getting to a point where his ma was so close to just take him and run for the hills, or in this case the hell out of town. It was a miracle that he could still walk this late into the night alone, without her being his personal shadow desperately waiting to hear him say the words "let's go back".
He loves his father, but it was clear to him, and any people with a good head in their shoulders, that his Ma didn't love him anymore. Or at least in a romantic way. Even Hook has a better chance of going out with his Ma.
'and that would only happen over my dead body'. He shudders just thinking about that happening. Looking at the time on his watch, Henry decide to continue walking home once he realized his mother would not be pleased if she saw him from her window or if she arrived home before him.
Continuing on his last musings, on the other side of the spectrum was his Mother.
He still couldn't believe the way she was able to fake a smile while "happily" doing and changing everything that fucking Outlaw tells her to do, just because some stupid pixie dust decided to make the outlaw her soulmate by taking her choice of loving someone else away from her.
Henry Mills was not stupid, he knows his mother, as much as she knows him. He could see the truth. How she was just trying to give herself a chance to be part of what she believe to be a happy ending. She may think that he doesn't know that she is just pretending to be in love with the thief, but thanks to overhearing Robin talking with Mulan a few weeks ago, he now knows that his mother had send Robin, 'thank god', to a guest room every night since they got together. All of this with the excuse of wanting to do things the right way.
He now knows better, she wasn't in love with the thief, and that is why she was taking things slow. His mother loves with all her heart, with a passion and a warmth as big and hot as the sun. If she wasn't being passionate like that, it only means she was just not loving at all. Even her love for him was suffocating and all consuming. He may have had problems at first to realize that her way of love was different and too intense for his confuse 11 year old self with black and white mentality, and a one track mind looking for answers in a fairy tale book. But now that he knows that the real world is full of shades of gray. He would not change her love from him for anything in the world. She loves him, and they share true love too.
That is why after getting his memory back and start sleeping in his room, one night he was able to hear a scream and follow it into her mother's bedroom. What he saw right there almost broke his heart in two. His mother was turning and screaming, holding and hugging the silky pillows with so much force that it was a miracle they were not tear apart by her hands. Her face full of never ending trailing tears. Since that night, he has gone to her room every night and hug her with all the love he could muster. While she mumbles and cries in her sleep. Sometimes, she calms down in the middle of the night and start calling a name, asking for forgiveness with so much wanton and love he was still amazed of not noticing her mother real feelings before. People always says there is a thin line between love and hate, but until that night he never realize that they were right. Her mother didn't know about his nightly visits because he always leaves before she wakes up. But, he knows now that her mother was falling apart thanks to the fear of people knowing the truth.
He was so grateful that now that farce with Robin was over. Even if his mother doesn't realize yet, Emma did her a service by giving her an excuse to stop dating the outlaw. By bringing Marian, even if by accident, His Ma had destroy all of Robin's chances of keep trying to work thing out with his mom. There was no way that his mom would hurt Roland by getting in the way of the once again married couple. The only bad thing that had originated of that event was the separation of his mothers. All because of the hurt his mother felt by being betrayed once again.
Hi is sure that his mom doesn't really hates Emma because of doing a good deed. She was mad at Emma because she hurt her even if by accident. And now his mom can't seem to control her walls from lashing out every time his blonde mother is on sight. Every time Emma try to talk to her, His mother start hitting her with all the demeaning words she manages to remember, 'and mom knows a lot of words', until the blonde can't stand it and leave her alone. He can't stop from realizing in those awful times the way in which once before bright green eyes turn duller and duller with each insult thrown at her. He doesn't know how to help her ma about asking for forgiveness. He could only see how the separation was tearing them to pieces, and how the bond they had manage to obtain because of all their interactions, saving each other, and loving him. was bit by bit being destroyed into oblivion.
'It was not supposed to be this way' he exclaims in his mind while walking near Mr. Gold's store.
After fighting the wicked witch and saving everyone. Everything was supposed to be different. He just wants to do something to help them, like in the comics he owns were the heroes help the people they love whatever the cost. 'If I was like batman or superman, I could save my mothers and finally have the happy ending we have always dream of'. He thought.
That was his last thought before realizing that he was in front of his grandfather shop. Then, all of a sudden his body froze.
'How did I get here...'
His dark brown eyebrows start lifting into his hairline while his hazel eyes couldn't stray from the door. It was almost a minute when his stare started to change from shock into enlightenment.
"That's it !" He yelled with his arms lifting in victory and a smile growing in his face.
"Its so obvious, they just need a little help in making themselves listen to each other. If I help them be truthful and forgive each other. they will be happy again, and everything will be finally as it should be".
Taking the hidden key of the shop that his dad had give him from his wallet, and opening the door with the utmost care so the bell don't ring. Henry went inside and keep walking into the store taking the time to be silent and to don't touch anything in case the spells his grandfather had put into the items for safekeeping turn him into a frog or something equally ridiculous.
After some time, Henry managed to find the invisible secret door into the basement where his grandfather had showed him once. Henry knew that the basement was were his grandad made and stored his potions, cauldrons and materials. Once inside the magical hidden hall, he look at his watch and began thinking about how long he actually have to make the potion he needs.
'well… worst case scenario, I take to long to return and they will have to search together to find me. That will give them the time to finally think and talk things through without interference from the others' he thinks to himself in the hope of calming his fried nerves.
The door to the basement, thankfully, was open. And with a small push he went inside into the putrid dark room.
It took some time to find the small chain to turn on the light, but once he found it, he could finally see what the place looks like.
It was just as he remembers the room to be, and It was definitely not a pretty sight .
The room was small and dirty, the walls were full of cabinets with small crystal vials full of liquid of multiple colors. or materials of unknown origins inside. Putrid smell came from the small cauldrons brewing all over the place. He could only compare the potions they contain with the goo material he and his friends likes to use for pranking the teachers that dare to said nasty stuff against his mother in his presence.
Shaking his head he start by looking for a empty cauldron. Once he found one, he decide to look for the book his father told him contains all the recipes of potions his grandfather had created since he became the dark one.
The book was easy to find thanks to his knowledge about old arguments between his father and his grandfather of where was the safer place to keep it. His father wanted to hide it in a safe place, while his grandfather wanted to keep it in the basement with the belief that there was no men, or women, brave enough to dare steal something from the dark one in his own home. He taught at the time that his grandfather was right, but now he knows better. His father was right. There are always desperate people crazy enough to risk whatever is necessary to get what they needed. In his defence, he was a boy really desperate and has the hope that his grandfather would forgive him eventually.
Taking the book from the glass case and placing it in the table near a clean cauldron. He stopped just a moment to think about what he was about to do. He knows better than anyone about magic always having a price, but this had to be done. knowing in his heart that this was the right thing to do. He opened the book by turning the cover made of black skin and started looking for the potion he needed to brew. After looking for some time, and almost throwing up his lunch a couple of times because of the insane kind of potions in the cursed book. He finally found the potion he was looking for. It was called the Happy happy potion.
The book explained that once you introduced the base ingredients for the potion, all you have to do was throw some personal items from the people that will take the potion, and that was it. The book explain how the potion would look inside his mothers for the reasons that made them happy and then it would keep those feelings going for some time. It would let them be able to feel happy and talk what they need to talk without their other feelings getting in the way. The potion would affect them for 2 hours only. After that its effects would disappear.
It was perfect!
They could finally be able to talk and be friend and happy again.
With the determination that only a desperate 13 year old can have. He started to throw all the ingredients into the empty cauldron. It was difficult to find the right ingredients for the base, but he manage to find some of them, and the ones he didn't find were replace for what he considered to be the same ingredients but from other species. Only three things were left to throw in the cauldron, His Mom and Ma possessions, and the catalyzer. He didn't know what a catalyzer is, but it must be something that could let the other ingredients combine or disintegrate so they can mix together to create the finished potion.
So with hope in her heart, He started thinking about what objects he needs and how for god sake was he going to collect them to be able to finish the potion tonight without being caught by his dad or worse being discovered by his grandfather or by one of his mothers. He is so dead if they found out what he was about to do right now. He could just hope that they would forgive him eventually after realizing that it was done with good intentions at heart.
Thinking once again about the items he needs to collect, his nervs started to take a hold on him.
"This is ridiculous, Mom has all her really personal items on her lair in the graveyard, its to far to make it back before they look for me . And Ma doesn't have anything sentimental to her, the only things she treasures are her blanket and her bug. one is too big and the other is to well hidden to find"
Then it came to him like lightning.
He has the perfect items right there. Going to the chair were earlier he had discarded his coat. He reached into one of his big pockets and takes with a shaking hand the beautiful red apple that his mother had given him for lunch that morning. It was a miracle that he still had it. He usually eats it with gusto every day, but by some twist of fate that day Red had pass by the school and invite him to eat lunch at granny's with her in an effort to make him feel better about Emma's strange behavior and to get to know him better.
This new dynamic had begun when Emma (after too many tequila shots), had given red the title of honorary Godmother. Red had went over the moon with the idea and their little family had grown once more. Now Red would take any chance to get to know him and get on better terms with him. While Katherine was his official godmother, He was happy to have another amazing person being part of his family.
Taking the apple and putting it on the table near the book. He started thinking about the importance of this particular apple and how perfect it was for the creation of this particular potion. In a way this apple represented both faces of her mother, the good and the bad.
This apple was taken from the apple tree outside of her office. The same apple tree that his namesake grandfather had given to his mother when she was young, and the one his mother had been taking great care of from most of her life. That tree represented the good times of her childhood with her father, and the purity of her heart back then. Also the apple was her signature as the evil queen, there was not one without the other. In a way it was also a symbol of the love that he and her had for each other.
He still remembers the days were they would go together to take care of the Apple tree, and to collect the best apples for the yearly batch of cider her mother likes to make.
*FLASHBACK*
He can feel the air messing his combed hair while his legs started to get tired thanks to the effort of running away from his mother. Stopping by the big apple tree to take some needed air. He decide to start looking if he was still being followed. Turning around he could not spot her anywhere and began to lift his arms in a show of victory when out of nowhere he was lift to the air and embrace from behind.
"I got you my little prince" his mother said warmly and softly into his ears.
Turning around in her arms he begun to hug his mother while hiding his face on her neck.
"It's not fair moma, I was sure I lost you " henry said with a pout on his face.
Moving towards the blanket her mother had previously place for them to enjoy. He waited for his mother to get comfortable by resting her back on the tree while waiting for what he wa sure to be an answer.
"Never my little prince, Not even the devil himself could take you away from me" his mother said.
"but moma what if I got lost ?" Henry said with his hazel eyes lookin for the reassurance and love that only her mother's brown eyes could give to him.
Immediately her mother's hand went to his round check and make him feel warm and safe in an instance. Then in a soft voice she would answer the same way she always did when he ask that particular question.
"I will find you my little prince, I will find you no matter what"
*END FLASHBACK*
On those days, they usually had a picnic and would enjoy the nice weather talking and playing games under the tree's shadow. He yearn for those days to come back to him, it was before his little head realized that everything was not how it should be and the mistrust started to take control of his actions.
'Yes, this apple is the best representation of my mom. And who she is in reality. A daughter, a child, a slave, a queen, an evil queen and finally and most important of all a mother, My mother'
calming his emotions while whipping a stray tear falling down his cheek, he began to unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt. Once that was done, he reach for the second object needed for the potion. The swan necklace resting on his chest and around his neck, was the only object he posses from his ma that meant something to both of them. And now that he thinks about it, he believe to be the perfect representation of Emma's life choices, story and soul.
The necklace was not something ostentatious or expensive, but it was beautiful and boastful all the same. It was made of strong, sturdy and resilient materials. The same attributes his ma has always possessed to be able to survive her childhood. The swan pendant represented the identity his ma had created for herself, and now it also represents the bond of family she and him wish to create with all their hearts. On the other side of things, it also represented the darker times of his ma existence, the tough choices and decisions she had to take to be able to be where she was today. He still remembers the day Emma give it to him.
*FLASHBACK*
Walking down the stairs, Henry could hear a loud voice yelling from the what he guess was the front of the house. Wanting to know what is going on, he turn to the right towards the front door and in no time at all he was able to finally understand what the yelling was about. And who was the unfortunate unlucky soul that her furious mother was destroying with her sharp tongue.
With a painful pang in his heart, he realize that this was once again a failed attempt, as the many others, in which his ma had try to apologize to his mother without success.
Getting closer to put an end to the slaughter, Henry immediately placed a hand on his mother shoulder making her realize finally what she had been doing and making herself stop. Turning around towards his other mother to make her feel better by doing the same. His action went unnoticed by his blonde mother because the only thing left on her place was a white smoke with a strong scent of cinnamon, chocolate and a sweet smell that was some how familiar to him, but was being covered by the other two.
"What have I done".
Hearing the distress on his mother voice. Henry turn once again and place his arms around his mother in a tight hug, while trying to make her calm down by talking into her ear.
"Its all right mom, you didn't want to hurt her"
"But Henry, I did it. She just going to say something and I just couldn't manage to wait and see what she wanted. Why? Why can I just get this hurt away from me?"
Hugging her a little bit tighter and then releasing her to be able to see her face. Henry decide to be truthful to her mom so he could start looking for her other mother before something bad could happen.
"Mom the only thing I can tell you is that you need to really think about why you are mad at her, and then decide what to do".
Seeing his worried face change into her usual emotionless mask. Henry release an unsatisfied sight before hearing what he was sure to came from one of his mother usual responses.
"Henry, I'm going to go do some work in my office. Please tell Miss. Swan to not come again if she know what is best for her"
And with that, she was gone into the house leaving him behind in a sad and confuse emotional stupor.
Shaking his head to clear his head. He then begun running to the only place he could think of where his Ma could be gone into hiding. After some time, and two small breaks to take some needed air, he finally found her on the spot he thought she would be. The sight of his castle was not a happy sight with the figure of a crying savior swaying her legs while looking into the now darkening sky.
She was shivering when he finally arrived at her side, and then, he did what he wanted to do at his front door. placing his arms around her, he hugging her for all she was worth and more. After some time rocking themselves his mom finally calmed down and started talking.
"I'm sorry kid, I always screw up your life in the worst way possible."
"MA DON'T SAY THAT," Henry yell.
"Ma, you're one of the best thing in my life, and I love you, and I will always love you. Please stop trying to push me away". He said while keeping his hazel eyes looking straight into her anguish green ones.
Then after some time with their eyes connected her Ma's eyes change from anguish into something he was use to see on her other mother eyes after he had done something right.
In her green eyes love could be seen, and he was amaze at the way in which the usual scowl and angerish face her ma use all the time change into a soft smile smile with kind features that he was only used to see on her face since she got her memories back from pan's curse.
"You are right Henry. I love you too kid and we are family" Emma said.
It was then when his ma had taken her necklace from around her neck and made him turn so she could give it to him. Shocked into silence, He did what she told him to do and give his back to her. once the necklace was secure on his neck. He turn to face his mother again and ask her the questions he was dying to ask her since he saw her take the necklace from her neck.
"I don't understand, Wasn't this necklace really important to you? why give it to me? Why…"
Seeing Emma rise her hand to make him stop. He decide to whait for her to explain herself.
"That necklace is really important Henry." After taking a small breath he saw her began what he believe to be something really personal about her ma's life.
"When I was young and still in the system. The only thing I had of myself was the baby blanket that I was found with on the woods. As you can guess I really took the time to protect and take care that nothing would happen to it. After some really bad families and bad experiences that I'm not ready to talk about. I lose the hope on finding a family and run away from my last host family. Then I meet your Dad and he help me to understand that I was not the only people hurt and in hiding on this world. After he left me to get in jail and i took the decision to gave you in adoption so you could get your best chance. I took what I still had and create the person I was going to be from now. Someone that no one could hurt again. Someone that could take care of herself. Someone that was somebody. This necklace, the blanket and the bug was all I had left and they became the main focus of the person I am today. my blanket would remain of what I was and what I lost. The bug would remind me of never trust another men again. And finally the necklace would remind me of who I wish to be. And just like that, I was not just Emma anymore. Since that day I became Emma Swan."
seeing her ma taking some time to keep her telling her story. he could not stop himself to feel proud of her mother thirst for life and for being so strong to survive all that life has thrown at her. Taking her hand he waited for Emma to continue her story.
"The rest you already know it, you came into my life again and now I can't be happier to be able to be a part of your life. I guess what i'm trying to say is that this necklace is my way of showing you that you are a swan now. Whatever happens you will always be a part of my family. You are a Swan now, and I will always love you.
Smiling from ear to ear, they hugged each other again and then started walking in a comfortable silence their way back home. At least until Emma out loud thought of "Regina is going to kill me now sure for letting you be on this cold weather for so long" make him laught outloud for almost the whole way back.
*END FLASHBACK*
Looking now at the necklace in his hand with a sad smile. his eyes felt a little moisty for what he was about to sacrifice. Taking the apple in his other hand and putting them both with the utmost care on the cauldron. He began to think about the ingredient that was missing. he just needed the catalyzer, but didn't know where to find it, or what to use to make it work. Deciding to start looking in his grandad's cabinets for something that called his attention. he began to look around until, after a really long time thanks to the old etiquette and faded names, he finally found a bottle full of a pink magical liquid. The etiquette was not faded as the others, and could read the word love. Inside the potion he could see something spinning but didn't know what it was. After some consideration and shrugging his shoulders while thinking 'it can't hurt' he decided to use it. Looking once again he managed to found another vial, but this one full of crystal bluish dust that remind him of the fairy dust mother superior like to use. After some consideration he decide to take that too and use it to give more magic to the mix. With shaking hands, he took the stoppers from both vials and pour them into the cauldron.
It took some stirring, but eventually the ingredients started to liquify and mix together. Once the liquid turned golden, Henry decided it was time to see the instructions in the book to verify that all was going as planned. Taking the book with him and moving towards the light on the middle of the room. He started to read the instruction once again.
Before he could finished reading the instructions, the sound of something spinning started to be heard around him. rising his head with curiosity he could now see a glowing light all around the room. look around in dread made him realize that the light came from behind him and that something must had gone terribly wrong with his potion. Turning around as quickly as he could while closing the book in the process. He could only stare in shock at the sight of the now glowing goldish spiral that could only be his potion twisting faster and faster.
The only thought he could hear again and again in his mind was one that represented all the feelings he had right at that moment.
'Oh SHIT'
Getting faster, the growing whirlpool began to shine a dangerous golden and pink. It grew to a point where without a notice it implode on itself creating a wave of magic that made Henry's thoughts came to a halt when something inside the magical wave hit him in the chest with so much force that sent him flying across the room and into the basement wall. At the same time, the magic wave went across the room going everywhere, passing the store first, then the town, the well on the forest and finally stopping at the town magical border where it collide and started to dissipate.
"Whoa… that hurt" henry moan while trying to open his eyes and try to see the mess that his out of control potion had made for sure.
After a minute, his eyes flutter open and the sight that greet him made him cringe with dread. The room was in a state of complete chaos. the once before full potion vials, lay now broken and empty on the basement floor. while other pieces of furniture where laying broken on the floor.
Looking for things that manage to survive his little accident. He was able to locate the black leather book miraculous intact under the table where his cauldron was before.
'They are going to kill me. There is no way that mom and grandpa didn't feel that much magic' releasing the breath he didn't know he was holding and trying to stand up. He finally notice something his mind had try to tell him from a while, but was to concern worrying about the mess in the room to hear it. There was something over him, and if the feeling around his waist was what he thought it was, It was a someone rather than a something.
Looking down, his feeling was proved right by identifying a body splashed all over him with its arms going around his waist. looking closely at the body of his "attacker", he could identify what he believed was a boy with short brown hair in leather and cotton garments that he could only guess were fashionable in another place, or from a place from the past. he could only compare them with clothes from the old age or from the characters clothes in his story book.
"Oh god Henry Swan, 'because surely a Mills would not do something so stupid as to bring someone out of nowhere. It must come from his ma genes', you are sooooooo going to be grounded for life" said Henry out loud to himself, while trying to imagine what his mothers where going to do to him after this little stunt.
Taking his hands under the boy's chest trying to get comfortable to push him away from him. His mind finally could formulate the different ways in which his mom was going to reprimand him, and he didn't like it one bit. His mom would take him into his room, and with that famous stare of death that she only used to people that disobey her, would surely tell him "HENRY, how many time have I told you that magic is dangerous and always has a price" or "HENRY DANIEL MILLS, you are in so much trouble young man".
Just thinking about it made his body shiver from head to toe. After finally getting a comfortable position, His arms started to push with all his strength and it was then when he felt it. they were soft like marshmallows and he could felt his fingers borrowing further with each second. Then something hard made itself present on each palm making his mind to curiously squeeze for a second time until it finally click in his mind what he was probably touching and, with strength he didn't knew he had, pushed the now discovered female body to the side with the utmost care.
taking a closer look to the face. He could note that yes, it was not a boys face but a girls instead and that means that he had just molest her by accident. Turning his now glowing tomato face in an attempt of calming himself by looking at the mess around him, His mind decide right then to play a joke at him by playing the image of a beaming Emma with tears in her eyes, giving him the thumbs up while telling him "good job kid".
shaking his head trying to get rid of those crazy thoughts. He finally managed to change the image of emma to more important thoughts like finding help before all hell breaks loose and the devil comes to get him. In other words his mom realizing he was not home, begins to look for him, and finds him here without back up.
Starting a new operation on the spot called "Operation saving his charming ass from mama bear" he began to look for his discarded black coat until he found it hanging from a chair leg on the front of the room. taking it, and looking on his inner pockets. He found what hopefully could help him survive this ordeal. With shaking fingers he began to tap the screen and chose one of his speed dial. With a final tap in the green icon, Henry began to wait for what he knew was going to start a new crazy and dangerous adventure.
After a minute ringing without a answer, it finally connected and the voice of his ma came into his ear with a tone of curiosity, and confusion on her voice.
"Henry? what's up kid"
"Hi mom, I… I need to tell you something"
"Whats going on? are you alright?" his now worried mother say to him.
"Emm… yes I'm alright. for now at least". Henry said while muttering his last sentence soft enough, so that his ma could not hear it. but like somethings in life, it was not to be.
"What do you mean for now? Henry, i'm worried kid. Tell me what happened and where you are right now or I will call Regina to tell me where to look for you".
"NO, anything but calling mom. I will tell you... I will tell you."
Taking a small breath Henry begun passing while trying explaining what he hoped would grant him an ally on this mess.
"I'm at grandads and well, remember when you told me that one of this days my mad scientist tendencies where going to bite me in the ass"
'She must be thinking "What the hell is the kid talking about"'. henry mused.
"Yes Henry, I remember that day like yesterday. It was the day when you came into the apartment all covered on green goo with a message from the principal explaining that you were banned for a week from school for trying to blow up a classroom on one of your classes." Remembering the incident, Emma could not stop the small smile from surging on her lips. 'That's one of the memories from new york I love the most. It was the first time I could see myself in you'.
"well ma… you were right"
"What the hell do you mean kid".
looking at the body on the floor Henry could only answer Emma with the truth.
"I mean Ma, that I'm like Dr. Whale"
"WHAT! Henry you don't look at all like that piece of junk that calls himself a doctor" the blond shriek
"I know I don't look like him. What I mean is that I create someone too" Henry answer freaking out now that his mind started to think in the possibilities of why the girl was in the room.
"kid you are not making any sense"
"Emma just get in here this instance" Henry said,with a flat commanding voice so much like his regal Mother that Emma couldn't do anything else other than obey.
"Hang on kid, I'm on my way" the blonde answer before ending the call.
Now alone, Henry turned to the still dead to the world girl on the floor while praying to whoever could listen to help him get away from this as painlessly as possible. Once he saw the fragile complexion and sickly pale skin, he could only voice one thing to her from the bottom of his heart.
"Please be alright".