So, on my first chapter I did not insert a disclaimer so I would like to do that now.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ONCE UPON A TIME OR TWILIGHT.

What I said on my first chapter about this being my first story, I meant that as in this is my first Once Upon a Time crossover so I hope you enjoy it.

Now the reason it takes me long to update, is because my mom recently passed away, and my depression hits me really bad. So I'm so sorry if it takes longer than expected.

On to the story.

I hope you like it.

Previously

"Fine, where is home to you exactly?" I ask grabbing my car keys.

"Storybrooke, Maine" He replies, drinking more juice.

"Maine? That at least a seven and a half hour drive! And seriously? Storybrooke?" I mutter as I stomp to get a few days' worth of clothes.

"Good thing it four thirty, we'll make it back about half passed midnight." I roll my eyes and we head to me little yellow car.

Flash Back

I feel my blanket at my feet tug gently while I sleep, I shift my blanket so it once again covers my chin.

"Aren't you a pretty little thing?" I hear a man's voice slur out in a whisper, my blanket gets tugged again but this time the entire blanket comes off of me. My eyes snap open, only to see a tall drunk white man standing at the foot of my bed. My mouth opens, so I can scream for Sarah or Fred, they are the foster family that took me in, they don't like me much, but the man jumps on me and covers my.

"No, no, no little Bella, no screaming, wouldn't want to wake the neighbors. Your foster parents on the other hand, wouldn't care if you scream." His breath smells like whiskey, his hands leave red marks on my soft skin as I try to fight him off of me, the red marks quickly turn into bruises. He gives a hard slap to my face and my mind goes blank. All I hear is silence. Silence, and the sound of his heavy breathing. I stare at the ceiling, stare until I can see a pattern in the cracks of the wall, until I can no longer feel his violation, his thrusting. I don't know how long it took. I don't know how long I laid here in silence, looking for meaning in the cracks of my bedroom ceiling. A ceiling I stare up at every night before I go to sleep, a ceiling I stare at when I think of my birth parents, a ceiling I stare at as I think of my future. Now I despise this ceiling and make a vow to myself, this will be the last night I have to endure this retched ceiling.

All I could think of is my mom and dad, why did they leave me to a life like this?

Mom…

Mom.

End Flash Back

"MOM!" Henry's voice yanks me out of my torturing thoughts.

"Sorry kid, just lost in thought." I explain, letting the mom thing slip.

"You're tired, I think we should get a room for the night." He says with a look in his eyes, he just wants to spend time with me. But I can't, he will end up getting attached to me and I can't have that in my life right now.

"Kid, you parents are most likely worried sick about you. We are not stopping." I say as I pass an inn.

"I don't have parents just a mom, and she hates me." I look at him from the corner of my eye and see his lip quiver. He looks at me with those big brown puppy dog eyes, which, by the way, he got from me.

"Shit." I whisper under my breath. "Fine kid! Just ONE night you hear me? One!" he smirks at me, I just shake my head. I do a U-turn on the deserted road and head back towards the inn. As I drive back, I notice him flipping through a book. "What's that you have?" I say eyeing the fairy tale book.

"I don't think you ready yet." He says, closing the book and packing it away in his backpack.

"What? I'm not ready for some fairy tales? I don't understand." I squint my eyes as the light of the hotel hits my face.

"They're not just some fairy tales. They're true. Every story in this book actually happened." He explains. Okay this kid is crazy. I mean fairy tales are real? What the hell has his mother been teaching him?

"Okay kid, sure they did. Let's just get us a room and get some sleep." I shake my head while slamming my car door.

"Mom you have to believe me. Use your superpower if you have to see if I'm lying. I would never lie about something so important. Just trust me." I look into his eye and I can see he thinks he's telling the truth.

"Kid, I did not call you a liar. But you're asking me to believe in a bunch of fiction stories. Just because you believe something is true doesn't mean it is." I explain with a sad smile.

"But that's exactly what makes it true, when you believe it with all your heart. Not only do I believe, but I have seen it with my own eyes." He says trying to see his point of view.

"You make a good case, but you've got some serious problems kid." I shake my head as I walk up to the lady behind the front desk.

"Yup, and I'm bringing you home to fix them." He smirks again.

"Room for two! With two beds please." I say sarcastically.

"Okay kid, get some sleep, I'm taking you home at the crack of dawn." I fluff my pillow and turn on my side, away from the kid.

"Yeah, we'll see, I know as soon as you cross the town's boarder, you will be inclined to stay." He turns his back on me, so that he's comfortable. "Oh, and will you please stop calling me kid? I have a name you know? It's Henry, just in case you forgot."

"You know kid, you're really smart for you age? It's kind of weird." He just snickers.

"Goodnight, mom!" He says, sinking lower into his oversized bed. About five minutes later he's passed out.

"Goodnight, Henry!" a silent tear rolls down my cheek.

"How's the grub kid?" I ask as he stuffs his face in a chicken sandwich. Getting him in the car this morning was difficult. Not because he didn't want to wake up, but because he wanted to spend more time with me before the battle began. Whatever the hell that meant.

"Mm gofff." He mumbles with a full mouth.

"Chew your food before you speak kid." I say laughing at him. He swallows the lump before speaking again.

"I said it's good. Aren't you nervous about crossing the town boarded? I mean everything is about to change and you're just laughing." He worries.

"Kid, I'm telling you nothing is going to happen. I'm going to drive into town, take you to your mother, I'll give you my number, then I'm going back home." I explain as I see the sign that reads welcome to Storybrook.

"Why would you go back to a life of running? There's nothing for you in that life! Your family needs you! I need you mom, your kid!" I stop the car with a loud screech. My hands are tight on the steering wheel, I shove my door open then slam it shut. I pace back and forth while trying to calm my breathing. My back is turned on Henry, so I spin and face him.

"You think I wanted to give you up? That I had a choice? I was a fourteen year old pregnant child that gave birth to her baby one day before her fifteenth birthday. Whom, might I add, was a runaway forester kid with a bad attitude and no respect for anyone? Henry I was a low life, a low life at fourteen years old. What kind of role model could I have been? I wanted you, believe me I wanted you. But I wasn't even on your level of greatness, you were too special, good and pure to have the only kind of life I could offer you. I would have dimmed your light before you even had a chance. I had to give you your best chance. I couldn't let you turn into me." I say, sobbing as I hug myself, holding myself together. "I'm so sorry Henry, I'm so, so, so sorry."

I feel his small arms wrap around me, making me sob harder. "I forgive you!" he whispers. I bring my arms around him and hug him tight. Maybe I can be in his life in small ways. I could drive down on weekends, take him to the park, just get to know this little guys big personality.

"Thank you kid." I set him on his feet. "Let's get you home, I'm sure you mom is worried." I start the car and put it in drive.

"Yeah, I doubt that." I just shake my head and cross the town's boarder. My breath catches as a sharp pain goes through my head. "Ugh!" I groan and bring my hand to my head.

"Mom? Are you okay?" Henry asks.

"Yeah, just got a weird feeling in my head. Nothing to worry about." But I feel it again but more painful. "Ahh!" I bring the car to a stop again, I throw it in park and open the door. Instead of stepping out I crawl out. My hands are on each side of my head, all of my muscles are tense, my breathing is ragged and my entire body is shaking. I can hear Henry faintly calling for me.

"Sweetheart? Open your eyes for me. Come on sweet girl." A flash of light shoots across my closed eye lids. "Someone talk to me, what happen?"

"Found her on the side of the road, people are saying there was an explosion. But there is no sigh of an explosion at the site they found her at.

"Mmm…" I turn my head and open my eyes wide.

"Hi, sweetheart, can you tell me your name? Can you tell me where your parents are?" the man in the white coat asks, shining a light in my eyes.

"I don't know my name." I say confused.

"Where are you from?"

"I don't know." And I start to cry.

"Well I can tell you that your name is Isabella." I look at him with my tear stained face.

"I don't know who mama and papa are, but I know their faces. I want my Papa!" I cry, before passing out.

"PAPA!" I shout, sitting up and catching my breath. I turn slowly to look at Henry. Henry looks really worried.

"Mom? Are you okay?" he takes a step towards me.

"Yeah, Henry, I'm fine…" I trail off. I pick myself off the floor and dust myself off.

"Are you okay? Do you remember?" he asks, I look at him confused.

"Remember what Henry?" I ask, as continue to dust myself off.

"Anything, your previous life of when you lived in the Enchanted forest? Your parent, the castle, anything?" He questions, a sort of desperate look on his face. I shake my head.

"Henry, I told you that those are just fairytales. I love your imagination kid, I do, but I'm not some fairytale character." I ruffle his hair as I walk passed him and sit in the driver's seat. He walks around the car and sit in the back seat. "I'm sorry kid." I tell him as I look at his pouty face in my rear-view mirror.

"I don't understand, it should have worked. Something happened…" He trails off, and doesn't talk the rest of the way into town.

Well there you have it readers, the second chapter. Once again, sorry for it being late. I'll get another chapter up as soon as possible. I love you all. Stay reading.