"Your mom isn't stupid to risk loosing her job as Mayor, and possibly prison time just for Ashley."
"My mom is only Mayor in this world."
"Touché."
"So, I need help coming up with a plan?"
"What kind of plan?"
"A plan to save both Ashley and the baby!"
"Is Ashley married?"
"According to Facebook, yes."
"Didn't know the two of them got married."
"Awhile back."
"Did she know she was pregnant when they got married?"
"I don't know." Henry said looking at me like I was nuts, but I guess, I deserved it. Those were fairly odd questions, especially for a ten year old boy. "But, do you think Ashley is going to keep the baby, ya know, if we can save her and all?"
"Maybe. I can't really answer that for her."
He nodded but didn't seemed to be pleased with my answer.
After a few moments of silence Mary Margret came back into the room.
"Everything cool?"
"Yeah." I said.
"I'm going back to my mom, okay?"
"It's your room, do what you want." I said.
"What was that about?" Mary Margret asked.
"He thinks that Ashley is Cinderella, Mr. Gold is Rumpelstillskin, Ashley is apparently pregnant, and if were Mr. Gold were somehow a fairy tale character, he'd want that baby, Henry thinks that he's going to try and get it, and once he does, Regina is going to kill Ashley to cover everything up."
"and what do you think?"
"I don't know what to think. On one hand, I really don't like Regina, so I want to believe she's some wicked witch. On the other hand, it seems a little far fetched, doesn't it?"
"I've learned in teaching, there's no such thing as 'far fetched'"
"Maybe."
"Can I ask you something personal?"
I nodded.
"Did you and Sherriff Graham, ever…ya know?"
I thought about it. "Once. Why?"
Mary Margaret reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a small bag, with a white stick in it.
"It isn't mine, and if it isn't your's….we have bigger problems than Henry thinking everyone is from a fairy tale." Mary Margret said with a raised eyebrow.
