Hello darlings! So, umm, computer wonked, so you might want to reread the first two chapters. I promise smooth sailing from now on though! Love! And know, that 'through the wormhole w/ a ship and a cell phone' is part one of a two part piece.


The little kid made his way over to the car. Dean rolled down the window as he approached. "Who the hell are you?" He said in an inquisitive tone. The boy rolled his eyes. "You sound just like my mom when she met me." Dean furrowed his brow.

"I was adopted," he explained. "And then I went and found my birth mother, so she could break the curse."

Sam was up now, and looking at Henry. "Curse?" The little boy nodded. "Yep, everyone in Storybrooke is a fairy tale character. They didn't know who they were for twenty-eight years, until my mom came and broke it."

The brothers were both staring at the boy, fully attentive. "And again, who the hell are you?" Asked Dean, ignoring Sam's look.

"Henry Mills," he said, sticking his hand through the window. "You're the Winchester brothers, and you're going to help me get rid of the magic here. And maybe get my dad back." He said a little more quietly.

The two brothers looked at each other. "You've got to be kidding me." Dean said.
"We'll see if we can," Sam answered Henry. He gave him an assuring smile. Then he smacked his brother across the head. "Ow!"

A guilty smile spread across Henry's face. "Thanks, and ummm, could I get a ride with you guys? I kinda walked here."

Dean stared at him. Sam nudged his brother. "Wow, he sounds just like you."

"Hey kid, do you like pie?" Henry's face lit up.

"You sound so much like my mom. And yes, I love pie."

Dean grinned. He was liking this kid already. "Get in," Dean said. Henry slipped inside, and the three of them sped down the road, into the magical, screwy town of Storybrooke.

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Emma had searched all of the usual places Henry would be. Nowhere, he was nowhere. She was about to call Charming and Snow, when low and behold, in walked Henry.

"Jesus Christ, Henry! Don't ever scare me like that again! Are you alright, are you hurt?" Emma asked, sounding completely pissed and worried at the same time.

"Wow, she does sound like me," a voice said from the hallway. "Guys, come in! You can't stand in the hallway all the time! Not for Operation Impala!" Henry said exasperatedly.

"Operation Impala? Like the thing you wrote on the back of the note?" Emma questioned her son. He nodded. "Sorry, mom, but you're not part of it."

Emma was trying very hard not to be a little hurt and confused. He seemed to be handling losing his father pretty well. And then, things just went even more downhill.

"See Sammy, this kid is amazing! Operation-" Dean said, stepping in and stooping when he noticed Emma. The blonde woman froze. It was this man. The one from her dreams. She realized how cliche it sounded, but she didn't care. "You," he said, no emotion on his face.

"You," she said back, pushing Henry behind her. "Henry, go into my room, and don't come out until I say."

"But mom!" He protested, but Emma cut him off. "Now." Her eyes were blazing, and her face was dead serious. "Fine," he grumbled, heading up the stairs.


Sam came in after Dean, and everything went as he hadn't expected. When Dean and Henry's mom were looking at each other, he had thought she was an old girlfriend of his. He couldn't have been more wrong.

"Why the hell are you here? Who are you? Are you here to hurt my son? Because I swear to God, you sons of bitches..."

Dean took a step forward. "We're not trying to hurt your son. I'm Michael and this is Tom-"

"Bullshit," Emma growled, pulling out her gun. "Tell me the truth, or I will shoot you."

"Damn, she really is like you." Sam said. "I'm Sam, and this is my brother, Dean. Your son called us to help him, 'Get rid of the magic here in Storybrooke?'" He continued, a little confused. Emma's hostility was gone. Replaced with a deadpanned expression

"Please sit down, I'll call my parents." The brother's began to sit down, but Emma stopped Dean. "Not you, buddy. You're coming with me." She said as she walked into her parents' room. Dean closed the door behind him, assuming she expected privacy.

She walked right up to him, until their noses were almost touching. Dean would have looked at her lips, but he thought she would kick his ass if he did.

"You've been having the dreams too, right?" Emma said, breaking the silence. "Miss Mills-" Emma pushed him. Hard.
"I am not Miss Mills."

"Then who the hell are you?" Dean questioned, very frustrated. "Emma. Emma Swan." Her blue eyes lit up a little, so she wasn't too pissed at him anymore. "So, Emma. What do you think the dreams mean?"

The blonde looked at him for a minute, eyes calculating and stormy. "I have no clue."

"Well that does a hell of a lot of good,"

Emma smiled. "Why does Henry think you can help him?" Dean leaned against the dresser, eyeing the sassy woman. "This is going to sound nuts-"

"I've reevaluated my definition of 'nuts.' So go ahead."

Dean grinned. "My brother and I, we kinda hunt monsters. Demons, spirits, the thing that's hiding in your closet. All of that stuff. And that kid thinks we can get rid of magic, but the thing is...we don't necessarily believe in it." Emma chuckled softly. "Well, you're sure as hell about to." Dean's head turned slightly. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Magic exists. I'm proof. My mom's Snow White and my dad's Prince Charming."

"You're crazy,"

"Says the man who hunts monsters."

"Fair point," a little smile was on his lips.


After Dean had explained their conversation to Sam, Henry had come back down and had shown the brothers his book. Emma was calling her parents. They came immediately, with Regina following close behind.

Then came the, "Who the hell are you?" from Charming. Snow put her hand on his arm. "At least it's not Hook," Dean groaned. "You have got to be joking," Sam pushed his brother. "Sorry, my brother's not used to this kind of stuff. I'm Sam and this is Dean. Henry called us." Charming seemed to relax a little. Bu then Dean had to go and be an ass. "Damn Emma, your mom's looks like she's the same age as you." Snow blushed a little, and Emma stepped on his foot.

When the diamond was activated, it felt like a huge earthquake was happening. Everyone started arguing. "We all have to work together!" Henry spoke up, and in walked the last person anyone wanted to see.

"From the mouths of babes, I'd say the lad has a point." said the pirate. And then came a punch from Charming. "For the last time we met," the Prince growled. "Bloody hell," Hook muttered, wiping his lip. Another rumble shook the entire apartment.

"OKAY, EVERYBODY JUST FREAKIN' FREEZE FOR A GODDAMN SECOND!" Everyone looked at Dean. "So your telling me that some diamond was 'activated', and we're all gonna die unless we stop it?" Regina explained. "You were born here, like Henry, so no. You won't die. But thanks for including yourself." Hook tilted his head. "Who's this wanker?" The older Winchester pulled out his gun. "I swear to God, buddy. Shut the hell up. And. Let. Me. Think." Emma looked at the blond man. Nobody ever got Hook to be quiet, not even her.

Sam was staring at the pirate, finally noticing the hook where his left hand should be. "Holy shit," he said, impressed. "You're Captain Hook."

"Language around my son, guys." Came from Emma.

Hook grinned at Sam. "I like this one. He's not as annoying." Dean had put his gun down, and shrugged. "True,"

"Sorry to interrupt this budding bromance, but aren't we all about to die?" Regina interjected. "Which is why I'm here to help," Hook continued. "I know where they're keeping the beans, and if we get to them-"

"We can open a portal," Emma finished.

"I'll go with Hook," Charming said. "And if he does anything, I'll shoot him in the face."

"Why would you do that?" A voice next to Henry said. Everyone jumped, even Regina.

"CAS?!"


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