Henry and his bad ideas.../

"I can't believe my moms on a date with Whale!" I exclaim clutching at my honey curls in frustration. I had been pacing while Henry lounged casually on the couch the fairytale book open on his lap. "I at least hoped my step father would be someone hot." I sigh indignantly falling down onto the couch and shoving Henry's feet off. He just hoisted them back on my lap laying back on the couch comfortably.
"And who would you say is hot?" Henry asks with a cocked eyebrow.

I swallow pondering this for a moment. "Gram."

Henry instantly rolls his eyes tensing up slightly. I roll my shoulders back in an attempt to release some tension from my back. My eyes fall shut but I jolt up when Henry slams the book shut. I frown at him when he yanks his legs from my lap and gets to his feet. "Alright we're eating," he announces.

I put my head in my hands, "I'm not hungry." My eyes are closed but I feel him wrap his hand around my wrist tugging me up. I sigh and sway onto my feet following him into the kitchen. "I know you're not hungry but you haven't eaten since this morning and it's my job as your best friend to make sure you don't starve to death." He says letting my hand go and opening the fridge. I hop on a stool an prop my elbows on the counter. He wheels around placing various lunch meats and mustard along with bread on the counter. His eyes dancing over the many options. "What are we feeling?" He asks licking his lips. I shrug absentmindedly skimming my hands over the counter. He looks up with an arched eye brow. "Alright I'll work my mad sandwich making skills."

A giggle escapes me, "Your such a dork."

Next thing I know a chunk of cheese is flying at me, I open my mouth wide and gradually catch it smirking triumphantly up at Henry. He focuses back on making sandwiches and I turn halfway in my chair the fairytale book catching my eye. "Tell me about Blair in the book." I murmur, I see Henry swallow and he dangles a piece of bologna in his hand. "Do you know why they put this red string around the Bologna?" He asks with an inquisitive tone, that I was not expecting over something as stupid as lunch meat.

I furrow my eye brows. "Do I even look remotely like the person who would know the answer to that question?"

He pops a piece into his mouth rolling his eyes. "Now stop avoiding the question." I give him a pointed look. He pushes the plate with the perfect sandwich. I start to chew happily on my sandwich as Henry takes a deep breath. "Prince Charming and Snow White found you in the woods right after their wedding. It was a very stressful time and they decided to keep you. They loved you like you were their own and then they actually had their own child which is Emma. The evil queen put a curse on the land that sent them all here because she hated Snow White. Emma was spared but you were not. Emma has powers and she is the savior because she is the product of true love." During his explanation my fingers started to tingle and I slowly stopped chewing as heat swarmed up my arms. I looked down as Henry continued and swallowed hard seeing the green glowing off my fingers.

The sandwich started to singe and I winced dropping it all together.
I looked incredulously up at Henry, "If I'm not the product of true love then why is this happening?!" Henry chews on his lower lip giving me a sympathetic look.

"I have no idea where your from," he replies genuinely.

My heart clenches as I look at my now burnt sandwich. I wasn't hungry to begin with and now my stomach is churning. Maybe it's the fact that Whale might be my step father or maybe it's the fact that I'm some freaky person with powers.

3rd POV:
Mary Margaret stumbled into her apartment exhausted and annoyed. Her date with Whale had been a disaster, she should have known better, she's never really been good or fond of dating. There was a hole in her heart but the rest of her heart was filled up with love for Blair. Blair has always been there, she was the light of her life and she in fact was proud to be her mom. That's the thing though... Her memory was hazy. Blair has always been there, it's always been the two of them but she doesn't remember Blair's father, or giving birth to Blair.
It's weird but weird was the definition of her life.

Her eyes drifted to the couch a faint smile danced on her lips. She saw Henry molded into the couch eyes peacefully shut and Blair sprawled out her head in his lap. She had never really had friends and it's so good seeing Blair have a best friend she loves more than herself sometimes. She draped the blanket over them and was about to walk away when she saw the fairytale book set out on the coffee table. She looked quizzically at it for a moment. She pondered the fact that a make believe book like this could cause so many problems in everyone's entwining lives.

Blair's POV:
"I found your dad!" Henry announces excitedly. My mouth drops open and my moms dish almost slips out of my fingertips but luckily I caught it. I look over to the bathroom door to see if my moms still in there and set the plate down on the counter with a clatter, I rush toward him. "I don't even know who my father is!" I whisper yell at Henry. He pulls me out into the hallway as my heart starts to beat faster just thinking about meeting my dad.

Henry shifts his feet revealing the story book. I let out an irritated breath shoving Henry in annoyance.

"God henry I thought you mean for real!"

"I have a plan," he assured. I roll my eyes smirking slightly, "Another one of your brilliant ideas. Just like bringing Emma here!" I was fairly annoyed that Henry made me excited about seeing my dad only to be shut down, the sarcasm was practically dripping off of me.

"Hey I heard that!" Emma teases walking up her hands shoved in her pockets.

"Remember that guy that's in coma at the hospital?" Henry shoots the question at me. My finger tips tingle and I dig them into my palm willing the heat away. I simply nod and he goes on. "He's your dad so if your mom reads to him it might trigger something in his brain." Now that statement triggered something in my brain, which was extreme worry and I found myself shaking my head. "No we are not getting my mom into this!" I said firmly. But I latched onto the look Emma was sending me and faltered. I gave out a huff and let Emma brush past me. "I'm gonna go get her opinion." She claims. I send Henry a glare to show him I was not happy about this. He simply leaned over and rubbed soothing circles into my shoulder as I thought of the heartbreak that would inevitably happen with this situation because of how crazy this was.

The door opening made me jolt back into focus.

"Looks like I'm going on a date." My mom muses, after a few seconds of anticipation.

My mouth instinctively falls open, I can't believe she agreed. "Fine then. If my moms gonna go tell a coma patient a bed time story then I'm sleeping at your house tonight." I relent feeling sleep heavy on my brain. We're just moving past the mom wars and now Henry wants to start it back up again. Could I ever get a break from this soap opera that has morphed into my life?

Henry was tapping his feet, repeatedly. I pursed my lips looking at him with an annoyed expression. He then started drumming his fingers which increased the rate of my budding irritation, I reached my hand over and clamped them down on his stopping him.

He arched an eye brow at me. "Your being annoying," I clarify like as if it wasn't obvious.

His mouth forms an 'O' as Emma's voice springs through the air. "Thanks for the shirt kid." She comes over to the table straightening her shirt out. She grimaces sliding into the booth, "Is this your moms?" I bite my lip nodding and analyzing the shirt on Emma.

"It looks better on you." I compliment, she sends me a quick smirk as she gives Henry a pointed look. "Where does your mom think you are?"

Henry starts drumming his fingers again and I glare daggers at the side of his head. "Playing wakamole." Henry says smugly, Emma furrows her eyebrows. "She wants to believe it so she does," I muse absentmindedly twirling a honey curl as Henry nods in agreement. A jingle sounds by the door and my eyes avert to the door seeing my mom step in. A smile grows on my face and I jump up running over to her. A warmth spreads across my chest as I felt my moms arms wrap around me. I breathed in her normal scent, even though I just saw her a couple hours ago it felt odd not being with her. She keeps her arm firm around my waist as we stroll back to the table. "So?" Henry inquires excitedly. I fall back into the booth with Henry, my moms warmth fading away from my side as she sits across the booth with Emma. I watch my mom closely as I feel my stomach flip awaiting her answer.

She takes a deep breath, "He woke up."

My eyes instinctively widen as my heart skips a beat. I could just feel the excitement rolling off of Henry next to me, his excitement was burning me alive. I never dreamed his theory would be right.
And in that moment I was conflicted, I liked that Henry was correct with his idea but I was scared about the prospect of this whole fairytale thing.

"I knew it! You have to read to him again!" Henry babbles leaning forward and his arm brushing mine. I tucked my lower lip between my teeth again watching my mom closely. I could almost see the clocks turning in her head. "Alright, " She decides. And with that she was up and out of the booth. I looked to my right to see Henrys eyes boring into me a gleam in them. My mouth dropped open when I realized I had to get out to let him out. I gripped the sides of the table and lifted myself out of the booth. Henry dashed past me once I stood up and took off after my mom. I felt the wind drift over me and glanced over to see Emma standing there hands shoved in her pockets like most times I see her. Some how I knew she wasn't happy about today's events so far. "And to think, The days just begun." I say craning my head to her. She rolls her eyes slowly rocking back on her heels. She drapes her arm around my shoulders and we set off.

This will prove to be an interesting day.

My nose scrunched up in distaste the moment we entered the hospital, that usual hospital smell wafting towards us. There were a whole bunch of people swarming around and I made out Grams leather jacket amongst the crowd. "Your right he's waking up!" Henry exclaims. Gram picks up on his voice and wheels around. The moment his eyes land on me I see his eyes fall shut and he starts rubbing his temples. "Henry. Blair. You shouldn't be here!" He grumbles, but his tone of voice lacked force behind it- indicating he was exhausted

A regretful smile graces my lips, we made his job so much harder than it needed to be.

"Where's Jon doe is he ok?" My mom asks out raising an eye brow. Gram takes a deep breath and my heart skips a beat, this can't be good.

"He's missing." He admits shifting on the balls of his feet. When he shifts I catch the eyes Regina as her cold dead eyes zero in on me and Henry.

I chew on my lower lip innocently, aren't Henrys ideas always bad? Or lead to bad things? This is why I never listen to him.

Regina's heels click with purpose as she saunters towards us. "What the hell are you doing here?" She asks coldly toward Emma. "And you." She murmurs wrenching Henry from my side, I dig my fingers into my palm trying to calm my blood that's beginning to boil. "Now your lying to me?" I snort and regret it as Regina flicks her dead eyes toward me. When has Henry ever been fully truthful to Regina? "What happened to Jon Doe?" My mom repeats this time her voice caked with emotion. I feel a spike of heat in my stomach, my mom seemed a little more interested in this subject than I liked.

"We don't know if his Iv's were ripped out but there's not sign of struggle."

I sigh in relief when Henry rips out of Reginas grasp and drifts back over to my side. "What did you do?" He asks a menacing tone hidden behind his words. "Yeah it does seem sort of suspicious that the mayors here," Emma speaks up. "I'm the one who found him so I'm his emergency contact." Regina replied a sneer present.

She grabs Henry's hand forcefully tugging him towards the door. "Henry you're coming with me, Gram find him." I fiddle with my hands wondering my place in all of this. "Blair go with Regina I don't want you being apart of this." My stomach fell because I didn't want to go with Regina but my mood brightened when I realized I would be with Henry, and away from the drama. Now let's see if Henry and his bad ideas will pull us back into this mess.
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I stumbled over a tree root for what seemed like the millionth time. "Henry I am not an outdoors person why do you keep pulling me into this, LITERALLY!" I said in irritation motioning rapidly at his hand in mine. I felt the usual tug in my forearm as he pulled me along. "Too late to turn back now." His voice echoed through my head and off of the hollow trees.

I suppressed a groan as I felt the familiar voice of my mother pierce the air. "Blair I told you to go home!" I felt a tug at my stomach in the need to defend myself. I waved me and Henry's interlocked hands wildly. "I am not here by choice mother!"

Henry jerked our hands back down and I felt my muscles tense. "Did you find him yet?" I give an amazed sideways glance. I couldn't believe the thought of us getting in trouble for being out her hadn't even crossed his mind. "Not yet... Kids you shouldn't be here." Emma stammered out the obvious. I sent her a look that clearly stated I agreed. "But we know where you can find him!" Henry pleaded, I knew he desperately wanted to be in what was going on.

Part of me understood, we had grown up in StoryBrooke where nothing ever happened. And now there was so much excitement, It was enough to even get my blood pumping.

"And where is that?" My mom asks but it sounds more like a scoff. My throat instantly tightens and Henry turns his bright eyes onto her. "He's looking for you!"
That answer made both Emma and my mom go rigid and luckily they didn't question us more on the matter. We set off deeper into the woods and I pondered how many more tree roots I would trip over. I checked in and out of Henrys ramblings mainly watching my feet intently. "He loves you so stop looking for him and let him come to you, He will always find you!" Henry insists. I take slow calculating breaths and decide not to comment. "I'm the last person he saw he's confused!" My moms sighs and the exhaustion in her voice made me wince.

The flowing of water reaches my ears and I narrow my eyes looking around, scanning the surroundings. Me and Henry had come down to the toll bridge when we were little to escape from his mom. The memory made a little smile briefly spurt on my lips.

"The trail ends here..." Gram trails off looking about as confused as I felt. A gasp passed my lips when I spotted a shadowy figure slumped on the ground. "Oh my god."

I barely have time to breath before all three adults leap into action. They splash around in the water and I slide over to Henry trying to find some warmth as a chill passes through the air. They wad our carrying an unconscious man setting him down carefully. I lick my lips trying to form words as my stomach flips seeing his blue stained lips and pale features. I felt the tingle start to frenzy in my toes as I examine the man, Just like the other night.

"I-s is he okay?" Henry asks. It was only then I could see the panic glistening in his eyes and notice he had curled into my side. I flinched from the cold air of emma rushing toward us. "Guys don't look!" She orders.

Next thing I know her arms are enveloping both of us, pushing me and Henry into her chest. I feel safe in her arms as I close my eyes and clench my hands around her middle. I hear my mom grunting and I assume she's trying to help the man. A loud gasp sounds and I could feel the relief from emma extending into me and Henry as she loosens her grip. I'm able to turn around and my eyes instinctively widen. "She did it she actually woke him up," I whispered.

Emma laced her fingers around my shoulder still holding me and Henry close, "Yeah kid she d
I watched my mom with a frown quirked on my lips. "His name is David Nolan. And that's his wife." Regina says coldly but I could just detect the irony in her voice. I began to scratch at henrys hand out of irritation, which was firmly planted on my lap.

Even when my mom has an ounce of happiness, Regina has to destroy it.

It's amazing how she hasn't destroyed me yet.

"And well the joy on her face has put me quite in the forgiving mood." I raised any eye brow trying to stop my eye roll from happening as if that were physically possible. I glance to my right and see emma rolling her eyes dramatically. I clamp my hand over my mouth to keep a giggle from being released. Regina nods curtly in our direction and I freeze up all over. The warmth that seems to always be in my finger tips fade. "We'll talk about your insubordination later." She says to henry. I pull my lip between my teeth chewing slightly as if edging on the warmth my body now needs. "Do you know what insubordination means?" Regina inquires and henry gives a solum shake of the head. "It means your grounded." She states and I feel his shoulders slump against mine and his hand slips from my grasp as he shrinks back into his seat.

I narrowed my eyes at the blonde woman as the door falls shut behind her. "Thank you so much." She says softly. At closer look I can see her tear stained cheeks. "How come you didn't know David was here?" Emma asks jerking into a sitting position and rubbing her temples. I could see the weariness in her face and knew she must be tired. Katherine blew out a breath one of her blonde tendrils flipping up in the air and brushing to the side.

"A few years ago things we're pretty bad between me anc David. I told him if he didn't like things he could leave and so he did. I assume he left town and now this." Her eyes dance around all of us and I sit up straighter meeting her kind gaze. "Thank you so much I feel like I've been given a second chance." She laughs majestically to herself. I lick my lips as I feel happiness bubble in me knowing this woman was so happy. My happiness diminished though when I saw my moms tight smile. I would die if I had to resort back to thinking Doctor Whale would be my dad.

"Well that's wonderful." I could tell she was lying, It was like flag flapping in the winds of my brain. I would have to ask her about it later... My nose scrunches up distastefully as Doctor Whale makes his presence known.

Flashes of him being my step father flint through my mind as he opens his mouth to speak. I grip the chair I'm sitting under willing them away.

"Well it looks like it's a miracle... He just woke up like something was calling to him." I feel the warmth in my finger tips spark again and my heart skips a beat. "Or someone," Henry says gruffly from my side.

"Alright Henry we are leaving." Regina snaps making me flinch and all the warmth fade from my veins. Henry slumps to his feet and I swallow watching him go. "Oh my backpack!" He exclaims trudging back over toward me. I offer him a meek smile that turns into a frown when I see him lean down. He pecks my cheek and I feel a tingle of warmth. I barely catch what he says to my mom.

"Don't listen to them. He was looking for you!" He mumbles haughtily.

With that he races after Regina. I absentmindedly rub the place Henry kissed me as my thoughts wander. "Am I the only one feeling that her stories a load of crap?" I murmur without meaning to. I feel Emma's eyes burn into me. "All this time and Regina's just finding her now."

I look up when I hear the screeching of a chair and watch Emma sprint out of the room, clearly she had just broken through to something.

A smile plays on my lips, maybe I just contributed to my mothers happiness. Or maybe I doomed us all.

I ran a hand through my messy hair coming down the stairs with a clatter. I furrowed my eye brows in confusion seeing standing poised in the doorway. "Does that offer still stand?" I hear her ask as confusion spikes up in me even more. "Of course you can stay here." My mom answers. Just like that my confusion melts by the warmth creeping up my arms.

"I'm not giving up my room." I clarify and couldn't help the grin that quirked on my lips. Happiness washed through me when they matched my sparkling grin.