Henry's pov
I was fresh out of med school, and Nora had finished her own studies way earlier than I had; due to choosing a different career path. We had not been married long, and when I got home, she smiled; not-so-subtlety gesturing to our dinner. I grinned, everything clicking, and smiled
"Baby beef, baby corn, baby carrots... You're pregnant?"
She smiled, happy tears trickling down our faces as we kissed after she nodded. I gingerly placed my hands on her stomach "Hey baby. I'm your daddy. I love you."
Those nine months took forever to go by; but soon Bartholomew Henry Allen was born; and was loved by both of us with all of our hearts. My wife looked at me
"Are you sure you don't want to go to Storybrooke so your family can meet Barry and I can meet them?"
I sighed "It would be nice, but things are still dangerous, especially for those that do not have any of the magic. I'm worried for you, and; besides; I have many enemies that would take you both and do who knows what just because you both are my family. And I have no idea how strong Barry's powers are, if he would be at risk of exposure. It's best to stay put."
She sighed, but understood my logical thinking and appreciated the protection. Protection I failed to provide 11 years later.
It was a weird and tragic night. Red and yellow blurs circled around my terrified wife; who screamed for me; and I was at a loss. This defied science, and was far from magic. Dark or Fairy magic, it was neither. The noise woke up Barry, who came downstairs sleepily, and stood terrified at the sight. It was then that I wished my Grandfather or adopted mother who was really my step-grandmother were here with their magic; since they were none other than Rumplestiltskin and the Evil Queen. Eyeing my son, I turned to him in a panic
"Run, Barry! Run!"
Before he could even let my words sink in, he was gone; whisked away by one of the blurs; the red one; who overpowered the yellow one. Both vanished afterwards, and I noticed Nora had been stabbed through the heart; and I hurriedly put my medical training to use and held the knife, using the very utensil that had been used to cause harm to my wife to try to save her life. But I had been too late. She was gone. Not even magic could bring her back. I lost the love of my life, and Barry lost his mother.
Things only got more and more grim, for the blurs and the murderer in the yellow lightening was not substantial evidence enough to convince the jury, especially since my prints were on the knife; no matter how many times I told them I was a doctor and had merely been attempting to stabilize her to save her life. So, since I had been deemed a murderer, I was incarcerated for life at Iron Heights Penitentiary; and Barry was now under the foster care of Detective Joe West, a close family friend; and lived with him and his daughter Iris, Barry's best friend and crush, who was the same age as him. I could not believe this was happening.
Snow/ Mary Margaret's pov
I could not believe this was happening. We were facing a major war against our enemies, loved ones were dying; and our resources, including some magical element; were running scarce. Regina came up to me, as we were now on good terms
"They are predicting the war will run for over a decade. We need to contact Henry. Emma is also on board with this idea. He is our only hope. The master of swordsmanship and both types of magic, and armed with the knowledge on our enemies from his book you gave him. We will keep updating him, but should things get more out of hand, he will need to come to our aid."
All I could do was nod in agreement, and I also missed my grandson dearly. This new curse cast by Ursula and her goons was really taking its toll, pitting everyone that failed to fight it against each other. Not all the fatalities in our community were from them; Ursula managed to entice some heroes to slay some of their own people.
