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AN: Another huge thanks to my wonderful beta, GranddaughterOfCaskettAndTIvia. I seriously don't know how you do it! Thank you! ~ XOXO MAS

Chapter Thirteen

Chaos.

It was complete chaos. No one could find Regina. No one could find out what was in the cookie. No one knew who the boy was who delivered the cookies. No one knew why Henry collapsed. And John Doe was asking questions no one had answers to.

Nurses, doctors and volunteers were running around the hospital like they were recently released caged animals. They were all trying to find answers. No one wanted Regina to show up and have Henry unconscious. Everyone wanted to give Emma a reason to stop crying. Everyone was working harder than Whale had ever seen any of them work ever. It was amazing what the fear of Regina could do and the apparent love of Henry, Emma and Killian could accomplish.

Between Henry and John Doe, who had no memory of who he was, Whale was running ragged. And if looks could kill, Emma Swan would've already done him in, he was sure of that. Her glares and biting words were enough to make him feel like an incompetent fool who hadn't gone to medical school.

He glanced out into the hallway from Henry's room, where he'd banished her, Killian and Mary Margaret nearly an hour before. She was sobbing now, he'd never seen her so emotional. She was sobbing and Killian had his arms around her, rocking her while Mary Margaret paced, tears streaming down her face. He hadn't known Emma for very long, but he was under the distinct impression that she kept her emotions reigned in and in check at all times.

She must really love the boy.

He pulled his phone out and dialed Regina's number again. "Where the hell are you? John Doe is awake and your son is dying. I have no idea what's going on, but I think it's time you got here. Whatever you're doing is not more important than this. The hospital has been turned completely upside down. And Emma Swan is about to hunt you down and hurt you." He hung up and walked into the hallway.

Emma stood, nearly knocking Killian over. "What's going on?" She asked, wiping her cheeks with the back of her hands. "What happened? What did he eat?" She rattled off. "Have you gotten ahold of Regina?"

Whale hung his head. "Emma, I'm so sorry, but I have no idea what's going on. I don't have any ideas. I just…. Right now I have him on life support. We're not giving up, though. I sent some blood to the lab. They're rushing it." He paused. "As for Regina, I don't know. I've left her several voicemails."

Emma let out a nearly feral growl. "When I get my hands on that woman..." she threatened.

Killian shook his head. "Swan, you don't think that Regina poisoned him?" He tried to stop her from pacing. "That's insane, she's evil, I'll admit that, but come on love, that's Henry. Everything she does is to protect him."

"And if he's in a coma, if he's whatever, poisoned, under a sleeping curse, then what? She's ripped him away from me, she's the only one who can help him. Of course she cursed the damn cookies," she shrieked.

Mary Margaret started shaking her head. "Emma, you're hysterical, you need to calm down," she murmured softly. "You're starting to sound like you..." at the look on Emma's face she paused. "You actually believe Henry's theory."

Whale held up his hand. "What theory? What is going on?" He asked.

Emma stared at the doctor. "There's nothing you can do about this. There's no way for modern medicine to fix him."

Killian scratched the back of his head. "No, not if it's-"

"Emma, this is insane." Mary Margaret placed her hands on Emma's shoulders. "Listen to what you're saying."

Emma growled. "I know exactly what I'm saying." She turned to Killian. "We need to find her and we need to get her to fix this. Now. And then we're taking Henry and we're getting the hell out of this town. He's not going to go anywhere near that woman ever again."

Killian sighed. "Darling, if you're serious then-"

"This was your world, Killian. I trust you to save my son," she told him, her green eyes flashing.

Killian chuckled. "Well then, I do believe I have some questions for the evil queen and my crocodile." He turned to Mary Margaret. "Just stay with Henry and John Doe. Believe me, you'll want to be near him when his memories resurface, and we need someone watching over the lad."

The school teacher was shaking her head. "This is crazy, you two sound insane, do you realize that?"

Emma and Killian weren't listening. "Do you have it with you? Or is it at the apartment?" She asked.

"What? What are you looking for?" Mary Margaret cut in.

"I have it." Killian dug in his bag, he fished out the storybook first. "Keep this," he asked. "Let's go, Swan. I think I know where our queen may be." Over his shoulder, he called out. "Get Graham here. I want someone with a gun watching Henry." He led her towards the exit, leaving a confused Mary Margaret and Dr. Whale behind.

"Dear Lord, they actually think the curse is real," she murmured.

Whale ran a hand through his hair. "If it is, maybe someone else can help Henry, because I'm at a loss. I'll call the Sheriff," he offered.

When Emma and Killian were outside of the hospital, she paused. "You know I didn't mean the damn storybook, right?"

Killian fished through his bag. "Do you really think it's prudent for me to go wandering through town with my hook in place?" He asked.

She placed her hand over it. "Can it scare Regina into bringing Henry back?"

He paused. "Love, if Henry's storybook is to be believed, then Regina is one of the most powerful sorceresses to ever live. If she has magic, not even Captain Hook will be able to put the fear of the gods into her," he murmured softly. "Instead of threats, let's just find her and drag her to the hospital to see what she has done." He laced his hand with hers. "Come, let's start with the Crocodile's shop."

The two of them reached the shop in ten minutes. Pushing the door open, they found Belle standing behind the counter. "Killian, Emma, how are you?" She paused when she took in Emma's tear stained face. "What's going on?"

"Where are Gold and Regina?" Emma asked, her throat tight.

"What happened?" Belle repeated.

"Gold and Regina," Emma stated calmly. "Where are they?"

Belle shrugged. "They went off together, something about needing Robert's advice on something important."

"Where did they go, lass?" Killian took a step forward and Belle instinctively stepped back. "This is important." He stepped forward again and Belle's back hit the wall.

Emma could see the pirate coming out by the way his voice dropped threateningly and he straightened to his full height. Involuntarily, Emma felt a shiver run down her spine. He would never hurt her, though, and she was confident in that.

Belle's eyes moved around Killian. "Emma, he needs to back off now." When Killian made no move to step away from Belle, the woman screeched wide-eyed. "Emma, please!"

"Answer his question," Emma replied slowly. "Where are they, Belle?"

Belle's shoulders dropped. "They said something about going out to the wishing well. Regina wants to build a park there and Robert owns the land."

Killian stepped back. "That's a bit of a walk, darling. We best get your car."

Emma was already heading out the door without so much as a thank you to Belle. When they reached the edge of the forest, Killian clicked his hook in place. "You're probably right about them, love. Based on the Crocodile's look, I'd wager to say he knows who he is and who we are."

Taking a fortifying breath, Emma slid her gun into a holster she could clip to her jeans. "Let's go." The two of them trekked the short distance to the wishing well.

The paused when they heard Regina's voice.

"This will really bring magic to Storybrooke?"

"Did I not promise you that, dearie. Now, let's focus. Since what little magic that we can channel works differently here, so I need you to focus for me."

"Whatever you're doing, I suggest you stop." Killian held up his hand.

Emma drew her gun. "And step away from the well."

Regina rolled her eyes. "What are you two doing here?" She glared at Emma. "And please, put the gun away, Ms. Swan."

"The more pressing question, Mayor Mills, is what are you doing here when our son is in the hospital dying?"

Regina nearly dropped the vile in her hand, but Gold caught it and tucked it discreetly in his jacket pocket. "What?"

"He was poisoned by something," Killian responded slowly. "You don't know?"

"Know? How could I know? I left him at home, safe!" She screamed. "Where the hell is he? And why was he with you to begin with? I ordered him to stay away from you. From the both of you!"

"At the hospital," Emma answered, lowering her gun slowly. Her lie detector was telling her that Regina had no clue Henry was dying.

Regina took off towards Emma's car with Emma right behind her. "Regina, I'm going to need you here to help," Gold chimed in, but neither Regina or Emma heard him.

"Enough, Crocodile, whatever bloody magic you have here won't be used today," Killian snapped.

Gold growled. "I should've killed you when I had the chance, pirate." He stepped forward.

Neither man heard Emma double back to get Killian. "There will be no killing today. We need to find out what's wrong with Henry. Let's go, Gold."

Gold stared at Emma. "You know?" He paused. "You know who he is and who I am, you believe?"

Emma rolled her eyes. "Of course I do. I'm not an idiot. Now, right now my son is dying and I don't know how to stop it. So how about you come and help us?" When he didn't respond, she scoffed. "Come on Killian, just leave him. Whatever he was up to, it doesn't matter. He needs Regina and she's coming with us. Let's go. We'll deal with him once Regina fixes Henry."

It was a tense car ride back to the hospital. Regina snapped a few questions at Emma and Killian, but once she realized they had no real answers for her, she quickly clamped her mouth shut and glowered at them.

Emma pulled her bug up to a screeching halt outside of the ER entrance. Regina was cursing Emma and her car as she climbed out of the backseat. "Where's Whale?" She screamed as she pushed the doors open.

"Regina?" Whale came to a stop in front of them. "Where the hell have you been? Everything is in complete chaos here."

"Have you figured anything out?" Emma asked. "Do you know how to save Henry?"

"What is going on?" Regina asked.

Whale scratched his head. "Henry ate a cookie and now, I just... I don't know what's wrong. Is he allergic to anything?" He asked.

"No of course not. Now who gave him a cookie to begin with?" Regina turned on Emma. "This has to be your fault."

"This is not my fault. And I did not give him the damn cookie. A boy dropped cookies off for the nursing staff and…," she stopped speaking. "Killian a boy."

"Yes, Swan, we know." At her look he understood. "Oh, bloody hell, Felix."

"When I get my hands on that Lost Boy-" Emma started to threaten as a loud crash echoed from Henry's room. "Henry!" She pushed past all of them. "What's going on?"

"He flat-lined again," the nurse replied.

Whale looked down at Henry's pale body. It looked almost like he was made of wax. "Regina, Emma, I'm sorry, but I don't think there's a way we can cure him."

A sob ripped out of Emma's throat and Regina turned to scream at her. Killian held the queen back. "It's not her fault. And perhaps if you'd been here you may have come up with a way to cure him. You still can, your majesty," he growled in her ear.

Regina stepped back as if she'd been shocked. "You, how do you, you know?" She stuttered.

"Of course I bloody know. You're an infuriating woman. And if the lad's book is any indication you're quite evil. You should know how to fix this," he murmured lowly before turning to Emma. "Darling, I need you to breathe."

Emma stood hovering over Henry. "I just found him. He just found me. And now I've lost him."

Killian squeezed her tightly against him. "I know, Swan," he whispered in her ear.

Emma let out another sob, her eyes swiveling to the very pale queen. She wanted to rip the woman's throat out for being so unresponsive that it seemed Henry was now out of options. Leaning down, she pressed her lips against Henry's forehead. "I love you, kid," she murmured against his skin.

She felt a pulse push her back. She stood and stumbled against Killian, her arms reaching to clutch his biceps. "Swan?" He asked, this throat tight.

"What happened?" She asked.

Whale straightened from his place in the doorway. "You!" He pointed to Regina. "If I were you, your majesty, I would run," he advised, his voice deep.

"Mom?" Henry's voice was rough and gravelly.

"Kid?" Emma stepped towards him.

He beamed up at her. "I knew you could do it."

Emma let out a choked sob with a laugh and Killian responded for her. "Aye, lad, she did it."

They all turned at a struggle behind them, to see Regina sprinting towards the exit. Emma swallowed hard. "Killian, I think we're about to have a town riot on our hands because of her."

Killian nodded. "I think you may be right," he agreed.

OUAT

XOXO

MAS