=squeals- OMG! THANKS SO MUCH YOU GUYS FOR REVEIWING! I DIDN'T THINK I WOULD GET THAT MANY! Oh, erm, right. Hey guys! -ahem- sorry but I'M JUST SO HAPPY! I decided to put it up a little early (but then again by the time you read this I might have of already heard from my beta reader and changed this) so I hope you don't mind any mistakes (gimmie a break please- I'm a young teenager!) so yeah here's chapter 2. Chapter 3 coming soon!

So yeah, Alice is tradional blonde however if any of you watched the preveiw for 'Hat Trick' then you'll see an actual picture of little Alice in Henry's book. So I actually based it on that. Also you should know that in this case (so sorry I didn't explain) but Alice and Mathilda live in fairyland! Yeah sorry...forgot that one.

Btw: I think I stressed this in the last chapter but you should remeber I have never written any of the major Once Upon A Time Characters (except Rumpel and August.) so I must aplogize if Emma and Henry are OOC. If they are, please let me know what I did wrong.

Enjoy!

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Emma frowned as she read though the fairytale, putting her blonde wavy hair back when it fell over her face, she was wearing her grey jumper shirt, her dark blue jeans and her knee high leather brown boots with her pyrrha swan necklace and her sliver ring necklace.

Ever since that incident with Regina that proved to her that Henry was right she had been reading the book (Once Upon A Time) non-stop. But this tale was different from the others. Different because she could identify with both sides of the story…

What tale, you ask?

Baelfire.

Yes, that story seemed to baffle her as she could easily understand a child who wants to run away from his problems and the need to protect your own child whatever the cost. It was a complex tale indeed.

So complex in fact, she jumped when that oh so familiar little voice said:

"Hey Emma."

"Henry?" She paused looked up at him so as to confirm who it was "Where does your mother think you are this time?" she couldn't help but ask about what fantastic lies she'll believe. Today, he was wearing his blue jeans with his dark ice zip-up hoodie and his grey and white striped top. In other words, he was looking good as usual.

"Let's just say she won't notice for a few good hours yet. What you're reading? " Henry smiled at her. He did so enjoy visiting the Sheriff's office; in fact to Henry this is what he would call home. At least, until the final battle is over.

"Oh, just reading up on Mr. Gold. You know, finding out his past for operation cobra." Emma answered truthfully.

Henry put down his bag at that, went up to Emma and took a look at what she was reading. He smiled; it was sooo good to see Emma finally believing! It was nice...to have someone who truly cared about you and who was on the 'same page' as you so to speak. This was what Henry had always dreamed of: Him helping his real mum bring back hope and magic to Storybrooke and now, he was living that dream.

He was just about to comment on the fairytale known as 'Baelfire' when the phone rang.

And, it was an emergency call.

Emma immediately picked up the phone "Hello?"

"Sheriff Swan? It's Dr. Whale." The half mechanical voice replied.

"What's wrong?" asked Emma as she quickly packed up her stuff.

"We've found a John Doe badly hurt on the side of the road and we would like your help to identify him" Dr. Whale replied.

Emma nodded (despite the fact he couldn't see her) "Right, I'm on my way." And put down the phone.

"Who was it?"asked Henry, intrigued.

"Dr. Whale. They found a man on the side of the road and they need me to help identify him." She explained simply, not looking at him as she looked for Graham's jacket.

"Okay, let's go." declared Henry eagerly as he watched Emma pick up what used to be Graham's jacket.

"No, no, no, there's no 'lets'. I mean it this time Henry. I thought I could hear Regina in the background." She warned him sternly as she ran out.

Henry just smiled. He was okay with her saying things like that. Why wouldn't he be? Everything was going how he had hoped. Emma is now believing, they had the extremely knowledgeable August Booth at their aid; people were beginning to remember...

All in all, he could say, despite the fact they had a long way to go, he was truly happy.

...

BAM! Emma cringed as she realised she had rushed in a little too quickly as all eyes were on her. She looked around the white corridor full of beds and patients, noting that Dr. Whale was standing by a bed somewhere in the middle with a girl (she was guessing a young doctor.) and two men wearing scrubs. The girl and Dr. Whale seemed to be talking about the patient. They were standing in such a way that Emma was not able to see anything but a lump in the bed.

"What do we have, Doc?" Asked Emma as she put her bag town and walked with him.

"As far as we know our John Doe has trauma to the head, one fractured rib, a broken right arm and a broken right index finger." explained Dr. Whale.

"So why can't he tell you his name himself?" questioned Emma, waiting for the catch.

"He keeps slipping in and out of consciousness and we're not a hundred percent sure why. Although the most likely conclusion is that it has something to do with his head injury. For this reason we have brought in physiatrist Dr. Plentyn to talk to him when he wakes up again." continued Dr. Whale as they finally got to the bed (Emma still unable to see the John Doe) Dr. Plentyn turned around.

The girl called Dr. Plentyn was surprisingly young for a physiatrist. She had pale skin, big shining hazel brown eyes, black square framed glasses , rosy red lush lips, a dinky nose with light freckles across it and glossy mousy straight brown waist-length hair that was tied up neatly in a ponytail. She wore a slimming style turtleneck light blue jumper, that was tucked into a black tight straight tulip skirt which would have showed off her hips a little had it not been for the long white doctor's coat (which was similar to Dr. Whale's). The last few objects which completed this look were a pair of brown high heeled leather boots, a pair of silver stud earrings and a sliver chain around her neck which had a pedant in the shape of a tiny bottle that seemed to have some sort of black liquid contained inside it. The final thing Emma noticed was her makeup; although she didn't wear it heavily she could see hints of mascara, eye shadow, blush and lipstick.

"I don't mean to be rude but I thought Archie was the town's physiatrist? Shouldn't he be here considering this patient hasn't been proven insane or sane yet?"Emma asked.

"Oh, he is but poor Pongo is ill and needed to be taken to vet. Unfortunately at the same time as Dr. Hopper was doing that John Doe was taken in. So I, being the only other physiatrist, stepped up." explained Dr. Plentyn, believing that Emma was talking to her.

Emma just nodded "Okay, so what do we have?"

"Adult male, late twenties to early thirties found in expensive attire in the road leading out of-"Dr. Plentyn was explaining...at least until...

...until she felt something grab her arm.

Automatically she turned around, it was John Doe! She stared at him and he stared back with his piercing emerald eyes, just seemed to look at her...so...so longingly.

Despite being barely conscious the man spoke, his voice was croaky and raspy but still he spoke "A-Alice..." he trailed off, because straight after that he fell unconscious again...

Everyone around the bed were staring wide eye at him, especially Dr. Plentyn. But there was someone else who was even wider eye then her, Emma. Emma because she could finally see what he looked like...

...Those small closed eyes of his, that somewhat medium-size nose, those thin pink lips with his light stubble on his chin. And finally his hair, his somewhat curly hair that seemed to be so neatly cut short yet at the same time stylish. She knew this man. They had met a few times but she never thought she'd see him like this...

...it was Jefferson.

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1. DDx I know, I KNOW! Please don't be mad that Jefferson was just techinally a prop in the background for most of this chapter. I'M SORRY! There will probably be in the next storybrooke chapter, or the storybrooke chapter after that...ethier way it shant be too long!

2. if your wondering why I mentioned Baelfire well it's actually a nodd to my other fic 'A Son's Grief' (I know for a fact that two my reveiwers probably rolled their eyes at this...hehe loves you Raven and Mizca :p)

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