"How have you been?" Emma asked me. "Good," I answered. I looked behind her to see a small group of people. "I see you brought friends with you this time," I said, looking back at her. She looked behind her and then back at me with a small smile.

"Yeah," she said, quietly. "Hello there, Emma," Damon said to her. "Good to see you, Damon," she said to him. "What are you doing here?" I asked Emma. "Can we talk outside?" she asked me.

"I'm suppose to be having lunch with my friend," I said. "Go. I explain it to Elena," Damon said. "Are you sure?" I asked, looking at him. "Yeah, I'm sure," he said, smiling at me. "Thanks," I said to him.

"You're welcome," he said. I turned to Emma, "Let's go," I said, walking out The Grill. "What do you want?" I asked her as soon as we were outside. "We need your help," Emma said. "With what?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Protecting someone," she answered. "Who?" I asked. She walked over to a little boy in the small group of people who were with her and brought him over to me. "This is Henry," she said. "Hi," I said to Henry.

"Hey," he said back. "He needs protecting," Emma said, keeping her hands on Henry's shoulders. "No offense or anything, I'm sure he's a nice kid, but why should I protect him?" I asked Emma. "Because he's your brother," she answered. I let my arms drop to my sides, just staring at her.

"What?" I asked, shocked. "He's my child just as you are. You have different fathers, but he's still your brother," she said. I shook my head in disbelief. "You're lying. Last time I saw you, you said I didn't have any siblings," I said. "I didn't know where he was and I knew if I told you that you would want to meet him,"she said.

"You still could have told me," I said, tears starting to form in my eyes, but I blinked them away. "I know and I can't change that. I would if I could, but now he needs protecting," she said, looking at me desperately. I stayed silent for a moment, just looking at her and Henry. "Fine, I'll protect him," I said after a while. "Thank you," Emma said.

"Who does he need protecting from?" I asked. "That's one thing we need to talk about. You need to something about all of us," she said, gesturing to the group behind her. "What? That you're all fairy tale people?" I asked. "How did you know that?" a woman with really short hair asked me. "I know everything, Miss Snow White," I told her.

"Except the fact that you had a brother?" I man with short ruffled hair asked. "Let me rephrase that. Almost everything," I said. The man nodded in understanding. "You're Neal, right?" I asked him. "Yeah, I'm Henry's father," Neal said.

I nodded and then looked at everyone else. "Let me see if I have all of this right. You're Prince Charming," I said, pointing to the man beside Snow White. "Yeah, that's me," he said, walking over to me and shaking my hand. I let go of his hand and looked back at the rest of them. "The Evil Queen, Rumpelstiltskin, and Captain Hook," I said, pointing at them as I said their names.

"Regina, Mr. Gold, and, well, Hook," Emma corrected. "Right, sorry," I said. "And this is David and Mary Margaret," Emma said, pointing to Snow and Charming. I nodded in understanding. "Can you really protect my son?" Regina asked me.

"Wait, I thought Emma was Henry's mother," I said, confused. "I am, it's a long story that I'll tell you another time, but right now we need to know if you can protect Henry," Emma said. "I need to know who I'm protecting him from," I said. "Peter Pan," Hook said. "Not the answer I was really expecting," I said, looking at him.

"Can you protect Henry?" Mr. Gold asked. "Of course I can. I just need to check some things at home," I said. "We'll come with you," Neal said. "Okay, I just need to ask Damon if I can borrow his car," I said. Henry whispered something in Emma's ear.

"I think you should ask her first," Emma said to him. He nodded and turned to me. "Can I ride with you?" he asked me. "Sure. As long as it's alright with everyone else," I said. "It's fine with me. What about you Regina?" Emma asked, looking at her.

"I guess that's alright as long as someone else goes along," she said. "I'll go with them," Hook offered. Regina nodded in agreement. "Alright, I'll go get the keys from Damon," I said walking into The Grill.

*Time jump*

After a lot of begging Damon agreed to let me borrow his car, as long as I was extremely careful. The ride wasn't as weird as I thought, even with a brother I just met sitting in the back and Captain Hook sitting beside me. "So, how old are you anyway?" Hook asked me. "Seventeen," I answered. "You're quite young," he commented.

"I may be young, but I've seen things you couldn't imagine," I said, keeping my eyes on the road. "Like what?" Henry asked. "All kinds of things," I answered. "Good things?" he asked. "Some of them, yes. Others, not so much," I said.

"You're not keen on opening up, are you?" Hook asked. "I am sometimes. Depends on the person I guess," I said. "Do you like opening up?" Hook asked. "Yeah, I'm a very self-confident individual," I said. "You just don't like opening up right away," Henry said.

"That's right," I said. "Why not?" Hook asked. "What's the fun in that? What's life without a little mystery?" I asked. "Point taken," Hook said. I smiled and pulled into the driveway of the Salvatore boarding house with Emma and the rest in the car behind me.

I parked the car and got out. "This is where you live?" Henry asked incredulously as he got out the car. "Yep," I said, smiling. "It's nice," Hook said. "Thanks," I said, walking to the front door.

"Do you live here by yourself?" Henry asked. "No, I live with Damon and his brother Stefan," I answered. Emma and the rest of the group came up to us. "Nice house," Neal said. "Thanks," I said, walking in the house.

"Don't touch anything," I said, looking straight at Hook. "Why are you just looking at me?" he asked. "Because usually pirates like to steal things," I said. "You don't trust me," he asked. "I don't trust anyone I just met. It's a requirement in my life," I said.

I turned around and walked into the living room only to see the one and only, Klaus Mikaelson. "Hello, love," he said, smirking at me.