SemiraBlake: Well I can't say I regret it lol but it touches me that it touched you so much
Kykyxstandler: IK! I pity her, especially since she actually does care about Regina, though I don't know why lol
Chapter 10
Third point of view- (Fairytale, flashback)
In the forest, a middle-aged man was hacking at a tree with a sturdy axe until it toppled over. While two blond children- a boy named Hansel and a girl named Gretel appeared out from behind another tree.
"Ah! A fine specimen." The man said taking a break. "The wood it provides will keep our family's hearth warm this winter."
"Can't I have an axe?" The little blond girl- Gretel- asked with a small frown. Her father had promised she could help, but right now she was doing nothing. "Huh?" The father questioned, turning his attention to his daughter.
"You did say you wanted me here so I could help." Gretel reminded pointedly.
"That I did. So, here's your task – take the cart," He pointed to the medium sized wooden cart. "Go fill it with kindling. The drier the better."
"Okay." Gretel said, happy she could finally be of some help. "And have your brother accompany you." Their father added. "Okay."
Gretel picked up the end of the cart and went to leave, with her brother when their father yelled out- "Wait!" And the siblings stopped.
Their Father removed the compass from around his neck and places it over Gretel's head.
"Take this." He told his daughter. She looked down and picked it up gingerly. "Your compass?" Gretel questioned as he ran her fingers over the smooth patters. "So you don't get lost." He stated. "A family always needs to be able to find one another."
"Yeah." Gretel nodded and looked to her brother. "Okay. Go." He told his children.
"Be safe." He called out to Hansel and Gretel as they took the cart deeper and deeper into the woods.
Lisabeth's point of view- (Storybrooke)
Regina and I walked into Mr. Clark's convenience store annoyed with the phone call we had gotten. I had scoffed at it actually. Henry, shoplifting? Yeah right.
When we got in I spotted Mr. Clark, Henry, and two other children who I recognized as Ava and Nicholas.
"Well, I'm sorry," Mr. Clark said almost losing his nerve. "Madam Mayor, but your son was shoplifting." I gave him a dirty look.
"Were you?" Henry shook his head. He knew better than to lie in a situation like this.
"Look for yourself." Mr. Clark said, opening his backpack to reveal candy.
Regina and I frowned. "Henry doesn't really eat candy.
"And he besides he doesn't like that type of candy anyway." I stated annoyed at this man.
"And he knows better than to steal. It was obviously those two." Regina said pointing to the twins. "We're going." She told us and we began to head out the door when Emma walked in.
"Henry. What happened?" Emma said with a motherly frown, and the shiny sheriff's badge pinned on her red leather jacket just seemed to shine through the glass.
"Miss Swan, must I remind you that genetics mean nothing." I frowned. "You're not his mother and it's all taken care of."
"I'm here because I'm the Sheriff." She reminded Regina with an almost smug remark.
"Oh, that's right." Regina frowned. "Go on – do your job. Take care of those miscreants."
Regina said before telling us it was time to go. But I shook my head. "I'll catch up." I said to them. Regina nodded reluctantly and left the store with Henry.
Once Regina was clear Emma began to ask questions.
"Did you call their parents?" Emma asked him as I went to hold the two by the shoulder.
"Uh, the number they gave me was disconnected." Or fake I thought as Mr. Clark went back to work.
"Did you guys give Mr. Clark a fake number?" Ava and Nicolas shook their heads. "Then why's it disconnected?" Emma asked with a frown and a suspicious tone.
"Cause our parents couldn't pay the bill." Nicolas said looking at his sister.
"And you guys are just trying to help out, huh?" Emma asked, almost in a knowing way. In a way I didn't understand. I grew up rich- I didn't know what it was like to live in middle or lower class.
"Please – please don't arrest us." Ava pleaded. "It will just make things worse for our parents."
Keira's point of view-
I was organizing files at the office when the phone rang. "Sheriff's office" I stated.
"Keira"
"Emma, is everything ok?" I asked, becoming concerned.
"Everything's fine, I just need you to come with your car, mines not big enough for me and the kids."
"Kids?" I asked curiously now, setting down the files.
"Some kids tried to steal and blame Henry for it" Emma said with irritation.
"What?" I asked, quickly getting angry.
"Yeah, I'd tell you the details but I'm sure your just gonna hear it later from Lisabeth anyway" Emma said, not as angry as I was but more sympathetic for some reason.
"I'll be right there" I bit out.
If those kids did what I thought I did, they're on my list, and nobody wants to be on my list.
When I drove up there I saw Emma and Lisabeth with two kids, a boy and a girl. One had blonde hair and the other had short brown hair. My eyes narrowed at them and they stepped back a little. Emma took the kids to the car and flopped into the passenger seat.
She must have seen my expression and read it right because she said "They only stole to help their parents Keira, please go on them, not everybody has a daddy that can give them a childhood pony" she said, referring to what she thought my childhood was like.
"I don't like horses, they scare me." I said defensively, knowing that my dad would have gotten me a pony if I wanted one "And I'm not mad at them for stealing I'm mad at them for using Henry to steal." I said, looking at Emma. "Do you know what it's like when everyone knows who your parent is? When they think they can judge you and treat you like dirt. You get this look, this loneliness that consumes you so much that anyone can see it." I had that look and so did Lisabeth, we saw it in each other "It gets so bad you'll do anything if someone will be nice to you." I said bitterly "You two saw it" I looked at them accusingly "And you took advantage of it."
"Were sorry" the girl said with guilt.
"I'm not the one you need to apologize to" I said coldly.
The car was quite after that except for when one of them whispered directions. When we did stop the blue house they lived at looked like it was ready to be torn down and I unwillingly felt pity. Things couldn't have been that good here. "This it?" Emma asked.
They nodded and we got ready to leave the car when the girl spoke up. "Please, no. If our parents see you, they'll be so embarrassed." She pleaded.
Emma and I turned to look at them "Did Henry tell you about my superpower?" she asked, her voice becoming stern.
"We just met him." She admitted, avoiding eye contact with me.
"I have the ability to tell when anyone is lying." Huh, come to think of it, I didn't know that either "Tell me the truth – money problems aside, is everything okay at home?
"Yeah, we're great. Can we go?" She said in a rush.
Emma shared a glance at me telling me not to buy it but then said "Alright."
The kids all but jumped out of the car and waved, obviously wanting us to go, and as I started to drive off I finally understood why this felt so wrong, my dad bought that building to tear it down, the house was evicted. "Emma" I stated.
"Yeah?"
"Their parents aren't there are they?" I asked, getting angry again.
"Nope" Emma stated.
I slammed my foot on the break then quickly shifted into reverse. When we stopped in front of the house we quickly got out and ran to the front door. I kicked it open and we walked in, looking around I know that no parents really lived here, the conditions were too bad, they wouldn't want to risk something bad happening to their kids.
I knew the kids could hear the noise, when they came up to investigate, only to become more scared when they saw Emma and me mad as hell and standing at attention. "Why'd you guys lie to us? Where are your parents?" Emma demanded to know.
The girl looked down, almost ashamed "We don't have any." Pity slammed itself into me again.
Lisabeth's point of view-
At Mary Margaret's apartment, Ava and Nicholas were eating at the table, while we talked about them. Emma and Keira had gotten ahold of their files.
"Do you know them? Do they go to your school?" Emma asked Mary Margaret as I looked at the twins. "I've seen them, but… I had no idea. None of us did."
Emma opened up the file she was holding.
"Ava and Nicholas Zimmer." Emma stated as I looked over the files by her side.
"They said their mother was a woman named Dory Zimmer. She died a few years ago." A hint of sadness was in my voice when I said that.
"No one seems to know her or remember her." Emma went on. And it was the truth. I didn't even really remember this woman really.
"And the father?" Mary Margaret asked.
And that was like a slap to the face. And I had been slapped several times in the face today. But the father thing was just- I don't know.
"There isn't one." Keira said her face was scrunching up. "At least not one that they know of"
It wasn't uncommon to not know one parent. Or if you're lucky, sarcasm, you don't know either. "What does, uh...What does Social Services say?"
I looked down for a moment before Emma and I gave Mary Margaret a look. Realization hit her fast.
"You didn't report them."
"I report them, we can't help them." Emma stated.
"They go into the system." I added with rough intent. Reporting them was easier said than done.
"The system that's supposed to help"
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, the system I knew and was in for sixteen years. The same system that Lisabeth was in for almost ten years."
"Do you know what happens? They get thrown into homes where they are a meal ticket – nothing more. These families get paid for these kids and as soon as they're too much work, they get tossed out and it all starts over again. And maybe, maybe if you're lucky a nice family comes along adopts you." I nearly spat, I think most people forgot I was in the system- I guess it was because I was with Regina for so long. And right now, I was thankful for Regina. Even with all her faults she still adopted me.
Mary Margaret shot us a regretful look and Keira put her hand on my shoulder. "But they're not all like that." She sighed.
"All the ones I was in." I nodded to agree. Even though I didn't really remember my time in foster care because I was so little, but I remember the feeling.
"What? We're just going to adopt them?" Mary Margaret asked, looking at Ava and Nicholas.
Emma shook her head. "I want to look for their father. They don't know him. He may not know they exist."
"And you think if he knows, he'll want them?"
We shrugged. "I don't know. But what I do know, it's hard enough finding foster families to take one kid that isn't theirs, let alone two. It's their best shot, or-"
We heard a sniffle and we turned around to see Ava crying.
"We're going to be separated?" Her voice shook and she held her brother's hand.
"No." I stated in my "strong mayor's kid" voice. "That's not going to happen." I promised looking at Keira, Emma, and Mary Margaret… I really hoped I could keep that promise.
"Please – please don't let it."
Keira's point of view-
Emma wanted to do some work on her own so she made me take my lunch break early. Luckily this worked in my favor, Ashley really wanted to make it up to me for all those years so she invited me out to lunch, her treat. We were sitting in the Diner with Lisabeth taking our order and everything was going really well.
"So how's work today?" Ashley asked after we took our orders.
I exchanged a look with Lisabeth before answering "Busy day today, caught some kids shoplifting" I said neutrally, leaving out the bigger details.
"Kids today, I hope I can teach my kid better" Ashley said, showing how nervous she still was about raising her baby.
"I'm sure she'll be fine" I assured her "She's got two parents who love her, that's always a good start."
She smiled at me. "Thanks Keira."
Of course when everything starts falling into place is when I get a phone call. I rolled my eyes "One second" I told Ashley before answering the phone with annoyance "Yeah?"
"We have a problem" Emma stated.
I could tell she was freaking out so I tried to calm her down the only way I knew how…with humor. "Emma, I'm kind of on a lunch date right now, don't tell Laron" I told Ashley, making her laugh.
"This is serious, Regina found out about the kids." Emma said, panicking.
"What?" I asked, sitting up in my seat "How?"
"I don't know but if we don't find out who the father is by tonight those two kids will be in the system and separated" Emma said.
"I'll be at the office as soon as I can" I assured her and hung up "I'm sorry Ashley, I'm going to have to cut this short."
"What's wrong?" Ashley asked.
"Lisabeth!" I called her over "You know those kids who shoplifted?" I said to them both.
"Yeah?" Lisabeth said.
"Your mother found them out" I stated.
"What, how?!" Lisabeth asked, dumb founded
"I have no idea but if we don't find out who the dad is before tonight they'll be separated and put in the system" I said.
"I'll help you." Lisabeth said, although I knew it wasn't really an offer, she was taking this personally "Ruby, I need an early lunch." Lisabeth said, taking off her apron.
After saying goodbye to Ashley we got into the car and nearly sped to get to the station. I looked over to see Lisabeth, biting her nails the way she did when she got nervous. "Hey" I said to get her attention "Don't worry, we'll figure it out." I promised.
"I hope so" She said, unsure.
"Was your time in the system so bad?" I asked gently.
"I don't remember my time in the system, just this feeling of being unwanted and empty" she admitted "Things got better after Regina" She said.
"Those are some words I never thought I'd hear" I nearly snorted until I saw the look Lisabeth gave me "Sorry" I said sheepishly.
She sighed "It's ok; I know Regina might seem kind of heartless-"
"Because she is" I muttered.
"But she's really not so bad once you get on her good side."
"She has a good side?" I asked before I could think about it.
"Yes" Lisabeth said "It's not a very strong side but its there."
We sat in silence for a minute before I thought to ask "Lisabeth, can I ask you something?"
"Of course" She said.
"Do ever wonder about your parents, I mean has Regina ever mentioned them?" I asked gently.
"I try not to" she admitted "And no, Regina's never mentioned them, I don't think she wants me to stop thinking of her as my mother."
"And you're never curious?" I asked, treading lightly.
"About people who gave me away like I was an old car? Not really" Lisabeth stated.
The rest of the car ride was silent. When we got to the station Emma was already there with Henry looking through files. "Any luck?" Henry asked.
"No" Emma said with obvious disappointment.
Henry took out his fairytale book and started flipping through the pages "I know who they are. They're brother and sister, lost, no parents – Hansel and Gretel."
"Anything in there about the dad?" Emma asked.
"Just that he abandoned them."
"Typical" I said.
"Great. Sounds like a familiar story. Whoever this guy is, he could be in Laos by now." Emma said angrily.
"No, he's here." Henry stated.
"Really?" Lisabeth asked.
"Just how do you know that?" Emma asked.
"Cause no one leaves Storybrooke. No one comes here, no one goes. It's just the way it is" Henry said.
"I came here." Emma reminded him.
"Because you're special. You're the first stranger here – ever."
"Right – I forgot. Well, if he's around here anywhere, I'm going to find him."
"Can you tell me about him?" Henry asked.
"I don't know anything yet."
"Not their father – mine. I told you about your parents and now, you're even living with your mom." Henry said.
Damn this was going to be awkward, wasn't there some back room I could hide in? Come to think of it, why was I always here for this stuff?
"Mary Margaret isn't… She's… Never mind."
"Please?" Henry pleaded.
"I was pretty young. I'd just gotten out of the foster system and the only job I could get was at this twenty four hour diner just off the interstate. And, um…Your dad was training to be a fireman. He always got the worst shifts, so he'd come in and order coffee and pie and sit at the counter and always complain that we didn't sell pumpkin pie. But he always came back the next night anyway."
"Did you get married?" Henry asked.
"Was it love at first sight?" Lisabeth asked curiously.
"Oh, no, nothing like that. We just… We hung out a few times outside of work and…life happened. His got better and mine got worse and… I got into some trouble."
"And you went to jail." Henry said.
"Yeah" She said, with slight embarrassment "Before I went, I… I found out I was pregnant with you. And I tried to contact him, and I found out that he died saving a family from a burning apartment building. So, you think I'm a savior, Henry – he was. Your father was a real hero."
"Do you have anything of his? Something you can remember him by. Something I could see." Henry asked eagerly.
"I… I don't. Henry, I'm sorry. I got to go. I may know how to find this guy." Emma said "Common Keira, you're coming too."
"What about me?" Lisabeth asked.
"Lisabeth, you don't work for the town, you work at the Diner-"
"But I can help you with Regina; I also know the system better than Keira because I was in it, no offence Keira." Lisabeth stated.
"None taken" Being in the foster system isn't usually something to brag about "And she has a point Emma."
She saw the look of determination on Lisabeth's face and sighed "Alright" Emma said.
Lisabeth's point of view-
The car ride back was a quiet and quick one. We had dropped off Henry, and we headed back Emma and Mary Margaret's apartment.
When we walked into the apartment Ava and Nicholas are eating cookies that Mary Margaret made.
"You know these cookies are my second my favorite Mary Margaret." I said as Keira and I chomped on another homemade sugar cookie. "Second favorite?" She asked with a laugh.
I blushed momentarily.
"She's thinking about her lover." Keira said in a sing-song voice.
"Jefferson makes really good food." I stated, and before she could make an innuendo Emma came downstairs with a box.
"I want to show you guys something." Emma said and pulled out a royal pink baby blanket with initials stitched in gold.
"What's that?" Nicholas asked.
"It's my baby blanket." I swallowed my cookie and looked to Keira. "It's something I've held onto my whole life. That's the only thing that I have from… From my parents." Emma sighed. "I've spent a lot of time with a lot of kids in your situation, and all of them – all of us – we held onto stuff. I want to find your father, but I need your help. Is there anything of his you've held onto?"
"I might have something." Ava spoke up. "But if I give it to you, you'll make sure we stay together, right?"
Emma nodded. "Right."
Ava then pulled an old golden like compass on a chain out of her pocket and handed it to Emma.
"A compass" I said with a raised an eyebrow. But I had a frown on my face. What did I have? What did I have from my parents? I instinctively played with my necklace, my biological father's necklace.
"Our mom kept it. She said it was our dad's."
"Thank you." Emma said to the siblings and looked to Keira who gave a nod. This was a lead to them.
"Did you find them?" Ava suddenly asked Emma and me.
"Who?" I asked and stopped playing with my necklace.
"Your parents"
Oh. I stayed quiet.
Emma shook her head. "Not yet. But we're going to find yours."
Keira's point of view-
'The next thing we have to do you're not gonna like" she said, looking at me "Actually neither of you will like it." Emma admitted.
"What?" We both asked at the same time.
"We have to see her dad" she said pointing at me "And you can't come" She told Lisabeth.
"Why do we have to see my dad?"
"Why can't I come?"
We both exclaimed at the same time.
"Keira you dad is the only one who could possibly help us understand this compass better and your dad doesn't like you Lisabeth so you can't come" She explained to us.
"Great" We both said sarcastically.
When we got to the pawn shop Emma had to practically pull me out of the car like a three year old. "Keira get over here!" She demanded.
"Fine" I said, irritated.
We walked in and my dad's face light up, well lit up for him, when we saw us. "Emma and Keira. How lovely to see you both. I'm flattered you'd take time off your busy schedules for me. What can I do for you, Sheriff?" he asked, fully aware that I was still mad at him.
"I'm looking for information on this old compass. Any idea where it could have come from?" Emma demanded while I just stood there with my arms folded.
"Well, well. Look at the detail. You know, this is crystal. This jeweled setting… In despite the rather unfortunate shape it's in, this is actually a very unusual piece. The person who owned this obviously had great taste."
"And where would someone like that buy it?" Emma asked.
"Right here, of course."
Crap, I feel like an idiot, how could I have not noticed that? I don't have the same attention for detail my dad does but still.
"You know him?"
"Indeed. A piece like this is difficult to forget."
"Do you happen to remember who bought it?" Emma said, getting impatient.
"Well, I'm good with names, Miss Swan, but maybe not that good. However, as luck would have it, I do keep quite extensive records." He said before walking over to one of the smaller filing cabinets on the counter "And… Yes, here we are." He said, getting out a small index card.
"What's your price?" Emma asked.
"Forgiveness."
"Not that easily" I stated.
"How about tolerance?" Emma counter offered.
"Well, that's a start. The compass was purchased by a Mr. Michael Tillman." He said.
"Anything else?"
"You could ease up" dad told me "I mean who hasn't fantasized burning her house down."
"In my fantasy she was the only one in the house" I said angrily, thinking of poor Lisabeth in that burning building.
"Was there any more information?" Emma asked, cutting us off.
"Just a name. But I generally find that with my daughter around that's all one needs." He told Emma "Good luck with your investigation." He told Emma.
"Just one more thing then?" Emma asked.
"Yes?" Mr. Gold asked, looking at my face and noticing were both confused.
"Do you by any chance have Lisabeth's adoption papers?" Emma asked curiously "Or Henry's?"
"Afraid not Miss. Swan, those were confiscated and buried a long time ago."
"But who…Regina" Emma realized, getting mad.
"I'm Afraid so; my guess is she burned the documents by now."
Of course she did, she wouldn't want Lisabeth or Henry to have anything to do with their birth parents and after Henry found his mother, she'd never want to risk Lisabeth finding hers. I wonder if this means Regina doesn't know Lisabeth's bitter towards her birth parents.
"Common Keira." Emma said and we left.
"Good luck with your investigation." He said as we left.
Lisabeth's point of view-
No, no, no. I thought as I scrambled for my cellphone to call Emma or Keira.
"Hello?" Keira answered.
"Keira, Regina called the social worker- they're being sent to Boston."
Emma, Ava, Nicholas, and Keira were next to Emma's squad car, while Regina, Henry, and I watched from a distance.
Keira opened the door and Emma gestured for them to get in.
"Come on. It's going to be…" Emma dug into her pocket. "Here" Emma handed back Ava back her compass. Ava looked like she wanted to cry.
"I'm sorry," Keira said to them. "But we have to go."
Ava and Nicholas got into the car, followed by Keira and Emma.
"Let's go, Henry, Lisabeth." Regina put her hands on our shoulders but we shrugged them off and Henry took off to Emma's car window.
"No, you can't take them!" He screamed in distress and I went over to him and held him back. "They can't leave Storybrooke, Emma! They can't. Something bad will happen."
"Shhhh" I said calming him down and getting on my knees.
"Something bad has already happened." Emma stated looking me in the eyes. Flashbacks of all those feelings of being unwanted ran through me.
Emma was about to take off but I told her to wait.
"I'm coming with."
And I got into the squad car before Regina could say anything.
The car ride was silent and was getting even more somber as we drove along the road that led out of Storybrooke.
And then suddenly the car started to slow and then it completely stopped, only giving of us enough time to pull off to the side of the road.
"You've got to be kidding me." Emma muttered and hit the steering wheel.
"What happened?" I asked as Ava voiced. "What's wrong?"
"Engine's stalled." Keira answered frowning, but I knew she was secretly happy this. She was about as happy as I was.
I looked to Emma who was taking out her cellphone.
"Who are you calling?" Ava asked, and I finally noticed she was the talker of the two.
"Help"
Keira's point of view-
"Nicholas, look!" We all looked to Ava to find that her compass seemed to be working again.
The compass pointed towards a car that was driving up, Emma got out of the car. "Keira" Lisabeth said, moving her head in the direction of the man getting out of the car…a man who seemed to resemble Nicholas.
I looked at Lisabeth and I could tell we were both thinking the same thing. If this guy was just going to abandon him, he should know what he was giving up. "Stay in the car kids" I demanded before Lisabeth and I got out and slammed the door behind us
"Those are them" the man said, looking at his kids with uncertainty
"Those are them"
"And your car – it's fine?" Michael asked
"The car's fine?" Lisabeth asked with something close to admiration in her voice
Emma, you sly dog!
I just wanted you to see them, just once. I didn't think I could do it, either. I gave up Henry because I wanted to give him his best shot. When I saw that he didn't have it, I couldn't leave. I was just as scared – more, probably. But once I saw him, got to know him, I couldn't go back." I turned to Lisabeth to see something close to forgiveness in her eyes
"You're taking them, to Boston?"
"They don't have to go" I stated
"No, they don't"
He walked up to the kids and I could tell everything was going to be ok.
Lisabeth's Point of view-
After Ava and Nicolas's father, Michael, got them everything was set and ready to go. Now Henry and I were on a search for Emma; although admittedly it wasn't very hard to find her in her old yellow bug.
"Uh, what's that?" Henry asked and Emma scrambled to hide the papers. Something Henry didn't see but I did. It was clear we interrupted something.
"Just an old file" Emma told us. She looked like she was coming out of deep thought. "What's up?"
Henry jutted the box forward a bit. "Pumpkin pie from Granny's" I stated.
"I… I thought you'd like some." Henry stuttered a bit. "It was pumpkin, right?"
Emma nodded with a small smile. "Right" She told Henry and got out of the car.
The air became a bit thicker and more awkward. I shifted a bit closer to Henry. "Henry," Emma started off. "About your father…"
Henry perked up. "Yeah?"
"I'm glad I told you." She seemed uncomfortable for some odd reason. But I was glad Henry finally got his mom, and at least he knew about his dad… Again what did I know? All I had was some old necklace.
Henry grinned. "Me too" And he hugged Emma.
Once they let go Emma took the box from Henry.
"What you did – with Ava and Nicholas – you really are changing things." Henry stated as Emma ate some pie.
"It's true." I spoke up. "You are changing things around here, for the best Emma."
Emma swallowed and looked like she was about the respond but the dull roar of, what I assumed was a motorcycle, was heard. We turned around to see a man parking his cycle and shutting if off. There was a large wooden box on the back of it and some other things; it looked like it was used for traveling.
When the man took off his helmet it revealed a mildly good looking guy. He had facial hair and short tousled brown hair. He began to walk towards us with a mild grin.
"Hi." The unknown said to the three of us, as I eyed him suspiciously.
"Hey." Emma said a bit stiffly as I moved closer to Henry.
"Is this Storybrooke?"
Emma and I exchanged a look. "Yes." I answered in my mayor's kid voice. Oh Regina would be so proud… She always wanted me to learn better manners.
He nodded. "Any place to get a room around here?"
"Uh, you're staying?" Henry asked with a bewildered look. He knew as well as I did that we never got visitors.
Motorcycle man nodded. "That's the plan." He stated. "Just looking for a bed"
"Granny's Bed and Breakfast is just up the road," I answered and directed him. "Another two blocks north."
"Thank you." He said with a curt nod and walked back to his motorcycle and got onto it quickly.
"Hey, I didn't catch your name." Emma yelled at the good looking man.
"Well," He revved up his bike then put on his helmet. "That's because I didn't give it." And without another word he drove off towards the inn.
Once we were alone again Emma looked at Henry and I with a confused look on her face. "I thought you said strangers don't come to Storybrooke?"
"They don't." I said with narrowing eyes.
With the exception of Emma, and myself and Henry, no ever came to Storybrooke. Ever.