I walked back into the house to find things just how I left them a moment ago.

"Henry, I just realized, we only have two bedrooms. So, until Regina gets back….you can take my room. I'll take the couch." I said.

Henry nodded, paying more attention to his book.

"So." Mary Margret said. "You've never told you who you think Emma is?"

Henry smiled at me. "I don't think I'm the one that needs to tell you that."

I looked at him with a cocked expression, but then I remembered in this story, I was Snow White's daughter and Snow White was Mary Margret. I nodded.

"Clearly, I'm missing something." Mary Margret said with a slight laugh.

"Henry, what time is school?"

"It's five o'clock in the evening." He said, still paying more attention to his book, getting agitated I was still talking to him.

"Right." I said. "Of course, what time do you go to bed?"

"Mom makes me go to bed at nine."

"Okay, fair enough, we'll stick to that."

Henry nodded. Closing his book and walking out of the room.

"Where ya going?"

"To my bedroom."

I sat down at the table. Where Mary Margret put down her sandwich. "My teacher instinct is kicking in, is something bugging you?"

Maybe it's motherly instinct.

"I don't know how to be a mom, even if it is just for a week."

"Maybe, instead of being his mom, you need to be his friend?"

"Maybe. I just know if I screw up, Regina will have my head on a post."

"Exactly." Mary Margret said.

Henry came back into the room, holding his book like it were a newborn baby. There was a look of intense fear in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Henry stayed quiet, and positioned his eyes towards Mary Margret, who took the hint.

"I've got homework to grade." She said taking her sandwich into the other room.

"What's up?" I asked.

Henry made sure Mary Margret was out of ear shot and spoke softly. "My mom doesn't have a press conference about Sherriff Graham's death."

"I figured as much. Does your book reveal what she is trying to do?"

"Well, Mr. Gold is also out of town for a few days….I think they're going to try and kill Cinderella."

"Who?"

"Ashley."

"Right. Why Ashley?"

"Because she is the purest person there is."

"I thought Snow White was?"

"In the other world. Yes, but in this world…Ashley is more pure than Mary Margret, I read on Facebook that Ashley is pregnant. If Mr. Gold is Rumpelstillskin like I assume, then…it all makes sense. Rumpelstillskin wants the baby, and then Mom intends to kill her to hide everything.