Once out of the building, Dracos rejoined Rex who had been waiting impatiently in the cab outside and considered what to do next. The next job should be to set Rex to shadow Henry. If it spooked Emma somewhat then good. Otherwise, Rex would be on the look out for anyone else trailing Emma and Henry, his coercive abilities would be invaluable here; frighten them off after questioning rather than Darth Vader psycho-kinetically throttling and then beating them up them as Leo would. Dracos told Rex to tail Emma, then told the driver to head to the airport. Dracos hated commercial flying as much as he hated the filthy buses, but there were no decent trains back to Boston.
Back in Emma's apartment, the party continued for the rest of the afternoon. Henry however, could not wait for his 'friends' to leave and find out what had happened. Emma was reticent, being both shocked and confused, not to mention suspicious and worried. Henry soon got the details out of Emma, and was certain something was afoot. Emma hoped that the Book of Fairy Tales would occupy him. It did, but not in quite the way she had intended; Dracos had put a weak but effective enchantment on the book that wood make Henry obsessive - how could the characters in the book relate in some way to the people in some out of the way town? Also, since both Henry and Emma were, in different ways, the product of magic, they could both be subconsciously manipulated if one knew how, and Dracos did, though he was not an expert on this kind of magic which skirted the darker Right Hand Path.
Two days later, back in their Boston apartment, Dracos got a call from Emma. Time to send Trian from Boston to Storybrooke, and time for Dracos to return to their over the pond home in Derbyshire and resume work on the henge mandala portal back to home.
