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Henry ran through the forest, torch in hand. He his behind a tree. He must've lost the monster by now. Quickly, he ran to his home and dosed the torch. He ran inside to where his daughter was sleeping.
"Wake up! Wake up!" Henry said.
"What is it father?" she asked, her brown eyes filled with worry. This would probably be the last time he would ever see those eyes.
"It's time," he said, "They found us. Lucy looked around nervously. " Don't be frightened. It will be alright. I'll stay behind and give you time to escape. "
"No! I won't leave you! I'll stay and help you fight!" she cried as she got up.
"No! No!" said Henry, "You have to leave! You have to make sure it stays safe! You have it, don't you?"
"Of course," Lucy said. She reached into her pillow and took out a book. "It never leaves my side."
"Oh good," Henry said, "It may be the realm's only hope in defeating the darkness."
"I'll guard it with my life," Lucy said.
"It won't come to that," Henry said, "Now come on." He helped his daughter out of bed and helped her into her coat. "You need to find safety. You need to share these stories."
"But no one will believe them," Lucy said.
"Someday," Henry said, "Someone will." Suddenly, they heard a noise.
"Daddy!" Lucy said.
"Don't worry about me, just go!" Henry said.
"I-I," Lucy started.
"I know, me too," Henry said as he kissed his daughter for the last time. "Now go!" Lucy ran off. He turned towards the door, which was shaking. He picked up his sword, which was laying against the wall and unsheathed it. He held it up as the door burst open and a dark shadow came over him...
Henry gave Lucy some lemonade and sat across from her.
"Look, I don't know what you know about my family, but my mom gave me up as a baby. I've been shipped from foster home to foster home until I was 18," Henry said, "Then my wife left me. My family doesn't care about me at all.
" That's not true," Lucy said, "You were adopted by the Evil Queen."
"The Evil Queen?" Henry asked, "Sounds like a bunch of fairytales to me."
"Okay, maybe that was too much at once," Lucy said, "But your family does care about you, and your wife, my mother, didn't leave you!"
"Look, just tell me where you live, and I'll take you home," said Henry. Suddenly, Lucy got an idea.
"Storybrooke," she said, "I live in Storybrooke."
"No wonder you believe in fairytales," said Henry.
"Oh, it's quite a fairytale itself," Lucy said, smirking.