Chapter 3
I feel bad. I have lied to you. I said I would have a chapter by last Sunday but I didn't I'm sorry. Also, it looks like in the show Lily isn't going to hate Emma, more her parents. At the moment, in this story, she's still going to hate Emma, but that might evolve into something else.
The clicking of heels was what woke Henry up. He heard the door being unlocked. There was no use in trying to be asleep, there was a good chance she already knew he was awake. He opened the door, and in her hand were two plates. She placed them on the floor next to him, both had pancakes.
"Hope you like pancakes, kid," she said, taking the gag out of his mouth. She leaned against the wall next to him, and began cutting the pancakes, "well? Do you like 'em?"
"Yeah, I like pancakes," Henry said. His voice was hoarse. He hadn't spoken in two days, "could I have some water, please?"
Lily looked at him. He immediately regretted asking the question. He had assumed that since she was being kind, and had made what looked like homemade pancakes, that she wouldn't have a problem if he requested a little water for his parched throat. She nodded, and left the room.
Henry knew that if he was going to escape, his window would be closed the second their meal was finished. He just had to think of someway to get a knife without her seeing, and getting himself out. Getting the knife, and cutting his hands free was no problem, it was his feet that would be the trouble. He couldn't run away if they were tied together, but he sure as hell couldn't cut them free if she was sitting right next to him. He had a plan.
She came back in carrying a glass of water. He gratefully drank from it when she put it up to his dry mouth. As soon as the cup was empty, Henry made his move. He brought his feet up, and stomped on her hand, which rested on the ground next to him, holding up her weight. Her body collapsed onto the floor. Henry contorted his body so that his legs were around her neck. He had to bite his tongue to keep from screaming as he bent his wrist funny. He locked her head between his knees.
"Give me a knife," he said, through his teeth. He couldn't believe himself for doing this. It must run in the family; being good, then doing something awful, hurting, killing, or, in Henry's case, taking advantage a person. It was for a good cause, right? Saving himself and getting back to his family? Was this really worth it? Going back to the people he was running from two nights ago?
Lily wouldn't budge, so through his tears, Henry squeezed his knees together harder. She gagged at his sudden movement, and reached for a knife. She brought it as close as she could to his hand, and he grabbed it with his bad hand. He loosed his grip on her neck, and she sucked in a deep breath. He took the knife, put himself into a more bearable position, and sawed the rope from his hand.
"I'm sorry," Henry said, cutting his legs free, "but I can't go through this again,"
He stood up, and slowly backed out of the room, keeping the knife pointed at Lily. As soon as he couldn't see her anymore, he turned and ran from the house. He burst through the front door, and he took in the fresh air of the woods surrounding him. He didn't recognize what part of the woods he was in, but he took off running towards the sun; towards the east.
He wasn't able to run far before he crashed into an invisible barrier. Pain fired through his wrist as he landed on the ground. He stood up quickly, and reached his good hand out for the barrier. He felt it, cold and solid in front of him. He ran around the entire house, trying to look for a way around the barrier, but there was none. He was stuck here.
"Find what you were looking for?" Henry turned around quickly, and pointed the knife at Lily, who was standing in the doorway.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Henry asked. Tears began streaming down his face, "I just wanna go home,"
"I'm sorry kid, I truly am," Lily said, "but if you ever wanna leave this please; get through that barrier, you're gonna need me alive, so how about you just give me the knife,"
She reached her hand out towards Henry. Henry backed up slowly, shaking his head.
"I'm not giving it to you so you can just lock me in another room…" Henry began.
"I'm feel like I have to lock you in a room," Lily said, "I was just gonna 'accidentally' leave a knife or something in the room so you could escape, but it seems, for my own safety," She placed a hand on her throat, "I might have to,"
She walked out of the cabin towards Henry. There was no where he could go, so he just screamed.
"HELP! HELP ME!" he shouted, "EMMA! REGINA! SOMEBODY HELP! HELP ME!"
Lily lunged for him, but he jumped out of the way. He yelled for help once more. If he could keep yelling long enough to draw somebody with magic, or anybody, into these woods, he could be rescued. Lily got her arms around him, and began dragging him back towards the house.
"HELP! EMMA! HELP ME! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" He screamed.
"Shut up, kid!" Lily said, throwing him inside the house. She turned and locked the door behind her. She picked Henry up again, and fought through his struggling. She shoved him into the room, and slammed the door shut, locking it behind her.
"Gotta soundproof the damn place," she said to herself, and walked out the front door.
Emma, Regina, and Hook were searching the cemetery and the surrounding area for any signs that anyone besides Henry had been there. After they had found his backpack, they put it in the car, and had since begun searching.
"Do you hear that?" Emma asked. She stood in silence and listened. She could've sworn she had heard yelling.
"I don't hear anything," Regina said.
"Nothing," Hook confirmed. Emma shook her, and continued to search through the grass, then she heard it again.
"I swear I heard something," Emma said. Everyone sat in silence, attentively listening.
"I hear it too," Hook said. A look of realization spread over Emma's face.
"It's Henry," she took off into the woods, following the sound. With each step his voice became clearer. She was getting closer. She ran into a clearing, and his voice was clear as day. Then all of a sudden, it stopped.
Lily looked out of her protective shield. She saw Emma Swan, a woman with dark hair, and a man with a hook for a hand. Henry's screams still rang from behind her, but they could no longer hear what happened inside the barrier. She could hear them though.
"It stopped," Hook said.
"No shit, Sherlock," Regina said sharply.
"You don't think he's…" Emma began.
"No," Hook said, "whoever is doing this, is out to hurt you, and wouldn't kill the boy because he screamed a little too much," he paused, "now if we find him...that may be a different story,"
"Hook," Regina said. Hook realized what exactly he had said, and stepped back. Emma took a few steps forward, towards the protective barrier. She stopped right in front of it.
"What direction was it coming from?" she asked, trying to think of which way Henry's voice had come from. She didn't know that she was only fifty feet from her son.
Lily looked out on the three of them. Emma staring right at her, and she didn't know it. She was close enough that she could reach out and kill her right there. She restrained herself. Although this may be her best opportunity, this certainly wasn't the best time.
"Emma," Regina said, "do you sense magic?"
Lily blood ran cold. If the Evil Queen could sense her magic then she was very screwed, and very dead. She needed to drive them away. Emma was the closest to her, and the easiest to move. She quickly ran back to the house, and into the kitchen. She opened one of the cabinets, and pulled out a bag of powder. When she came back outside, Emma was still standing there. She took some powder from the bag, and blew it right into Emma's face. She immediately fell to the ground.
Henry had watched the entire scene unfold from the window in the room. He saw Emma standing inches from the boundaries of the barrier, than collapsing onto the ground. He watched Lily come back into the house, and Hook and Regina run to Emma's assistance, then carry her out of the woods away from him.
He heard Lily enter the house. He went over to the door of the room, and banged on it hard with his good hand. He heard it being unlocked and he stepped back.
"What?" she asked rudely.
"What the hell did you do to my mom?" he asked harshly.
"Relax, nothing that'll kill her," she said, "leave her out for a few days. Long enough for me to transport the house,"
"How are you going to transport the house?" he asked skeptically.
"I have my method," she replied, "but listen to me, kid. We need to get one thing straight," she began walking into the room, he took a step back with every step she took towards him, "this has absolutely nothing to do with you. I don't want to do anything to hurt you. If all goes well you should walk out of this unscathed. But, with that, if you do anything stupid, like try and hurt me again, there will be consequences,"
He crashed into something, and fell backward. A bed had appeared behind him, and the springs bounced below him when he fell onto it. He looked up at her.
"You're the queen in a game a chess, kid. You're the best fitted to capture the king," she walked out of the room, and closed the door. He heard the familiar clicks of the lock after the door closed. He laid down on the bed, and stared at the ceiling. Why had Lily called him the queen? Obviously, Emma was the queen, and she was the player, but why make that reference? There had to be something specific about it, right? Henry sat back and thought, what the hell was she up to?
So I'm not going to be able to watch tonight. It's my mom's b-day and we're having cake, so please no spoilers. I also decided that because I can't watch tonight, I was going to post this chapter before the show instead of after(which is what I normally do).
-Croc9400
