"So tell me," Regina said to Henry as she watched him hang up his coat after they got home from Emma's. "What exactly is it that you do all the time you spend with Emma? I always ask you, but you never say a thing."

"Well, I…I have my reasons," Henry told her. "What we're working on now is a plan to help Mr. Gold and since the two of you are sort of…enemies, I don't think you would be much help. And he's been through a lot, you know."

"I can be more help than you think," Regina told him. "The lawyer of that wife of his is my sister. My evil, scheming half-sister. She'll be more trouble to this town than I ever was if she's not stopped."

"I think you seriously underestimate the effect your anger had on other people," Henry replied. "But I'm just glad you're not like that anymore. Or at least not wanting to use your powers for evil."

"Thank you," Regina told him with a smile. "It's nice to see my efforts are being acknowledged by somebody. So…what's their plan?"

"Well, Dad had a genie in his treasure trove of magical objects he looks over. And we're gonna make wishes, set him free, and then trap Zelena and Milah in the lamp instead," Henry told her. "You think that will work?"

Regina shrugged. "Since Snow and Charming didn't come up with it, I'd be willing to give it a chance, but you have to remember that every plan has a possibility of going wrong. Would you convince them to let me help?"

"I could try," Henry nodded. "But I don't know what they would say. The genie is Sydney glass and he still…he still has a thing for you," Henry told her, flushing slightly. "It might cause them to worry about your loyalty."

"Well, they shouldn't!" Regina snapped. "And how can I prove it to them if they don't give me a chance?"

"All right, all right, I'll talk to them and see if they'll let you in." He paused. "I'll even insist if you want."

"Good," Regina smiled with satisfaction. "Thank you very much, Henry."

"You're welcome," he told her. "I'll go do my homework now."

"You do that," she said and kissed his hair. "And dinner will be in an hour."

When Henry told the others about Regina's request to join in the mission, the reaction was interesting. "I think we should give her a chance," Emma said.

"Are you sure we can trust her?" Belle asked. "What if she turns on us? Zelena is her sister, after all."

"Ah, yes, but they aren't close," Rumple told her. "They're rivals more than anything else. They have been ever since I told Zelena that I would rather have Regina than her as a magic student, remember?"

"Oh, yes," Belle nodded. "There are just some things that have happened that I've blocked out and don't remember anymore."

"And I don't know her well enough to have an informed opinion," Neal said as Henry looked to him for his thoughts. "Whatever my father thinks, we'll go with it."

"Well," Rumple sighed. "As I have no magic and we really could use someone with the ability to be sneaky and underhanded when the occasion calls for it, I say we let her in, at least for a trial run. If by the end of that trial run, she proves trustworthy, we keep her. If not, we send her on her way."

"That's a good idea," Emma smiled. "I like it!" So they took the lamp and headed to Regina's house to tell her the good news.

"Well, it's nice to see you had the good sense to invite me along for this little adventure of yours," Regina told them with a smirk. "Since Rumple has no powers, you wouldn't have gotten very far if you left me out of it."

"Yes, I'm sure that's true," Emma nodded obligingly, not wanting to give her a reason to mistrust them or decide to abandon them when they needed her most. "Henry told you the plan, didn't he?"

"He did," Regina nodded. "And I have to say that it's not the worst one I've ever heard."

"Coming from you, that's quite a compliment," Rumple told her dryly.

"And did he tell me that the genie in the lamp is Sydney Glass?" Regina asked him.

"That he did," Rumple nodded. "Will that be a problem?"

"No," Regina shook her head. "Of course not. He'll do whatever I ask him to, which of course won't be anything bad."

"Well, we'll see about that," Rumple told her skeptically. He sat down in a chair in Emma's living room and sighed.

Henry then looked at Neal and Emma. "So…what do we do now?"

"Well, that really depends on the genie," Neal replied. "Doesn't it?"

Although Belle didn't really want to surrender the lamp because it was, she felt, her only way to be useful compared to the rest of them, Sydney told them he would only cooperate with them if he got to stay at Regina's house.

"Why do you want a room?" Henry asked as he helped Sydney fix up his room. "You have a lamp."

"Ah, yes, but the lamp's not very comfortable," Sydney said. "A bed is much more comfortable."

"Do you want me to bring you another pillow?" Henry asked. "Or is one just fine?"

"This is all right," Sydney nodded. "Thank you very much. Your mother has raised a very nice boy."

"Thank you," Henry nodded. "Just yell if you need anything."

"Do you want to talk about getting that dirt bike?" Sydney asked him.

"You'll have to talk to my mom about that," Henry told her. "I don't think she wants me to have one."

"Oh, I'm sure I can convince her to change her mind," Sydney assured him. "I promise."

A few days later, Regina and Henry were eating at Granny's when Henry gasped and leaned against her. "What?" She asked, putting her arm around him. "What is it, Henry?"

"Somebody just came into the diner and she…she makes me feel really uneasy," Henry replied and pointed at the woman who was walking toward them.

"It's no problem, Henry," Regina assured him. "It's just my sister. I won't let her hurt you. She has magic, but so do I. Nothing will happen."

When Zelena reached the table, she smiled broadly. "Hey, Gina," she said brightly. "May I sit?"

"No," Regina shook her head. "What do you want?"

"I'm in the middle of a big case and I thought I would just take a break and spend some time with my sister and her little boy," Zelena said and Henry flinched as she reached out to stroke his hair.

"I'm not a little boy," he told her. "I'm a teenager."

"Of course you are," Zelena told him in a patronizing voice and patted his cheek.

"Since you're not eating anything, you can leave," Regina told her. "Or you can tell me what you're up to."

"Of course I can't do that," Zelena chuckled and pushed some of her red hair out of her eyes. "Lawyer-client confidentiality. But it's one of my favorite cases cause we share a common enemy and what helps her helps me."

"I'll watch my back then," Regina told her. "And you watch yours."

"You're not the target," Zelena promised her. "Not that we can't change course if you decide to get in the way, though." She looked at the clock, seeing that it was just after eleven. "Do you think they'd give me onion rings now if I asked them?" She wanted to know. "Or is it too soon after breakfast?"

"I have no idea," Regina huffed. "You'll have to ask if you want to find out."

Zelena's appearance at the diner led to one of the first divisions in the Zelena-Milah trapping squad. When Emma heard what had happened, she was immediately concerned for Henry's safety and didn't hesitate to tell Regina so.

"I know we decided that we'd share Henry, but based on the fact that one of our targets is your sister, I just don't feel safe leaving him at your house until all this is over!" She said. "If she knows Henry is here, she could take him and hurt him and we might never see him again. Do you want that? If you care about him, you'll agree to keep him at my house for a while."

"Excuse me, Miss Swan," Regina told her icily. "Are you implying that I can't defend my son against my sister? Because you know I would give my life to protect him."

"Yes, but why take that risk when you can just leave him with me and skip the worry all together?" Emma wanted to know. She then slipped past Regina and went to Henry's room. "Pack your things, kid," she told him. "You're coming to stay with Neal and me until this whole Zelena thing blows over."

"What does Mom think of that?" Henry asked.

"She's against it, but I think it will be safer," Emma told him. "Please?"

"Oh, all right," Henry sighed, not wanting to get in the middle of his mothers when they were having a fight.

Emma went to the car while Henry packed his things, and as he left the house, Sydney told a crestfallen Regina, "Don't worry, my queen. I'll avenge this injustice. We'll get him back."

"Yes, we will!" Regina nodded firmly, marching to her room to think up a plan that would work, but still keep people thinking that she was a good, well-meaning person.

But Sydney wasn't one to wait in cases like this. He saw that his queen was in pain and he wanted to do whatever he could to make her happy again. So when he was sure she was asleep, he went over to Emma's, appearing in Henry's room, grabbing him, and putting a hand over his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Henry mumbled, struggling in Sydney's grip.

"I'm taking you home to Regina," he told him. "You're much happier there anyway, aren't you?"

Henry then kicked him, which caused Sydney to drop the boy, and lead to a tussle that brought Emma to the door.

"What the hell is going on?" She cried, turning on the light. Then she glared at Sydney. "What are you doing here?" She asked him. "Did Regina send you?"

"No, I came on my own," Sydney replied. "I'm taking him back."

"Oh, no, you're not!" Emma said. But just as she reached him, he grabbed Henry's arm and they both disappeared, with Henry muttering, "I definitely deserve a mini bike for this."

Neal arrived just after they disappeared. "Where'd Henry go?" He asked Emma, seeing the empty bed.

"The genie took him," Emma replied. "He claimed he didn't come on Regina's orders, but she wasn't really with the plan of keeping him here. I bet she did send him." She sat on Henry's bed and sighed. "That's what I get for being so trusting, I guess. People always let me down."

"No, hey," Neal said, coming to put an arm around her. "You didn't do anything wrong. And it's good to want to see the best in people. It's something that I'm just learning how to do again."

"What are we gonna do now?" Emma asked. "Kick Regina out of the group?"

"I don't think that's a good idea," Neal told her. "We need every bit of power on our side that we can get since my father doesn't have any, so alienating Regina is a big mistake. We'll just trust that the genie is acting on his own, and go from there."

"Oh, god," Emma sighed and put her head on Neal's shoulder. "It's much too late for me to deal with stuff like this." She shut her eyes Neal ran his fingers through her hair before tucking her into Henry's bed.

"You sleep," he said. "I'll keep watch in case Henry comes back. And I'll ask Papa what he thinks about this."

"Did the genie really just take Henry from your house?" Belle asked in shock. "That was very bold of him.

"Yep," Neal nodded. "He did."

"Well, that's not surprising," Rumple replied. "When it comes to Regina and pleasing her, he's a very bold man."

"Do you think he'll hurt Henry?" Belle asked, looking worried and holding Rumple's hand tight. "Do we need to attempt a rescue?"

"No," Rumple shook his head. "I'm sure Henry was just taken back to Regina's house. He's in no danger, at least not from her, anyway."

"What would make him do something like this?" Belle wanted to know.

"Well, Emma believed that Henry would be less of a target for Mother and Zelena if he wasn't at Regina's house and was staying with us instead," Neal explained. "And from the sound of things, she didn't give Regina a lot of room to protest. Maybe Sydney thought he was helping Regina out by bringing him back and she had nothing to do with it."

The question was answered a few minutes later as Regina strode into the library break room, lamp in hand. "I want you to know that I had nothing to do with Henry being taken from your house last night," she told Neal. "What Sydney did was entirely his own choice and I don't think I should be punished for it."

"Oh, don't worry, dearie," Rumple said. "We don't blame you. And even if you did have something to do with it, since you have magic, it's not like we can afford to be rid of you."

"Yes," Regina smiled and sat down next to Belle, who instinctively leaned against Rumple. "That is true, isn't it?" She plunked the lamp on the table. "But given what's happened, I think the lamp should stay here from now on. There's just too much temptation for Sydney to mess things up for me if I keep it at my house. I want you to trust me. Really."

"Well, this is a good start," Belle got out and put the lamp where it had originally been. "And how about while we watch the lamp, you watch your sister? Be friends with her? Try and get to know what she's planning."

"Really?" Regina sighed. "Is that all you can think of for me to do?"

Belle shrugged. "If you want to be part of this, you have to do some things you might rather not. Will you accept your mission?"

"Yes," Regina huffed. "I guess I will."

"Good," Belle nodded. "And be sure to make notes so you can tell us everything. Don't leave a single thing out."

"Tell her to stop bossing me around," Regina told Rumple. "That's not how you get me to be cooperative."

"I'm not being your middleman," Rumple scoffed. "Tell her yourself. She's within earshot."

"You're right," Belle nodded. "I'm sorry. Take notes and don't leave anything out, please."

"There now," Regina smirked. "Was that so hard?"