Here's the next chapter I made sure it was a long one. I am in the middle of another big move and work is keeping me busy. As you all know I own nothing of OUAT. Enjoy!
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(The Enchanted Forest)
Henry looked up at Rumplestiltskin, ashamed that he trusted the older man so much. It was the first time he felt such anger toward someone in a very long time. This was different than Regina because Henry never fully trusted her and knew that she always had ulterior motives. How Rumplestiltskin acted was different. Henry trusted him and grew to think of him as a father and that trust he had was faltering and it hurt.
It was not lost on Rumplestiltskin that the boy felt terribly betrayed. Despite his callous demeanour he wanted to show Henry that he does care for him. "You never got to see much of the Kingdom did you? You will be king one day Henry and you should know what you rule over, should you not?"
That stopped Henry in his tracks. It was the first time it was ever truly mentioned what he was and possibly could be one day. To be honest Henry wasn't sure if he even wanted to be king. "What if I don't want to be a king?"
"What, indeed." Rumplestiltskin said to himself rather than to Henry. "Now, I want to show you something. I guarantee you'll enjoy it."
Within seconds they were enveloped in a cloud of smoke and reappeared in front of a small cave and one of the best views Henry had ever seen in his life. It was so green it hurt his eyes. He stepped closer and closer to the edge of the ridge they were on in a very tall mountain. The morning mists were almost cleared and he edged closer still to see what was moving below.
"Not too close to the edge Dearie."
"You won't let me drop." Henry said matter of factly and continued with his search into the clearing mists. There was something there and it wasn't anything from his world.
Soon a torrent of what Henry recognized as dragons filled the air. They flew in a flock and moved in sync with each other no matter the size. The sky was filled with an array of different colors as the dived in and out of the mist below. Only the smallest ventured close to the edge of the mountain and nearly clipped Henry a few times.
Henry stepped back only to be drawn back in again by the sight. Never had he seen anything like it before and still he knew his imagination wasn't good enough to come up with something this good. He was thrown back to the ground by something.
A large blue dragon jumped up and stood on the edge where Henry was just seconds before. It's wings flapped a bit in warning to Henry and screeched at him a little.
"Just let him smell you Henry."
The dragon smelled Henry then nudged at him pushing him further into the ground. It huffed out some smoke then turned its attention to the mists below, shaking its tail not unlike a cat who has been alerted to something. It froze then jumped off the edge and disappeared into the mist below taking place amongst the throng of dragons. Just as quickly it started it had ended.
Henry turned to Rumplestiltskin who wore a large smile. "That...was amazing! It didn't eat me. I thought dragons were dangerous."
"Only if you wear shiny armour and poke at it with shiny metal objects as knights tend to do."
Henry knew that this was a distraction, an amazing one but a distraction none the less. He wanted to know if there was anything else he could get his grandfather to show him. "A dragon! I saw a dragon. My mom killed one. You said they weren't dangerous."
"That wasn't a real dragon. Your mother fought a who not a what. Maleficent loved to transform into a dragon. The curse ensured that she remained that way until she transformed into something else after her dragon form was destroyed." Rumplestiltskin paused reading Henry's reaction. All was not forgiven, yet.
Transformation, the idea fascinated Henry. In fact everything about this world fascinated him. "Will you teach me magic? I know there's always a price and my mother would go crazy if she ever found out I asked."
Rumplestilskin's smile quickly faded. "No, Henry I will not until you are older. Children shouldn't use magic as you do not understand the need for limitations."
It was a harsh reaction but Henry shrugged it off. "What was with the magic I used to get out of the castle and into your prison?"
"That magic is natural and demanded no price for it."
"Then teach me that." Henry demanded.
"No." Rumplestiltskin barked out in a harsher manner than he had intended.
Henry stared at Rumplestiltskin, looking past the anger on the older man's face. "You taught someone young magic didn't you? From your reaction it didn't go so well."
"No, it didn't go well at all and it is not open for discussion."
Henry knew when he pushed his limits and needed to steer the conversation on safer territory. "What else is there to see here?" He'll find out who Rumplestiltskin taught eventually. All he needed was some patience.
Rumplestiltskin's smile returned with Henry's quick change of topic. "We'll leave that for another day. Right now I would like for you to see what I called home before I was forced to live in that pink monstrosity called my house back in Storybrooke."
"We're going to the Dark Castle?"
"The very one." Once again they vanished in a swirl of smoke.
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Dr. Brooke watched as things started to clean up around him. He looked outside and saw that the gardens became lush and green once again. That could only mean that Rumplestiltskin had returned. That was faster than expected. Dr. Brooke was sure the imp would return next season.
Not bothering to hurry he slowly ambled down the stairs to the main hall taking his sandwich and glass of wine with him to greet the owner of the estate. He was surprised to find that Rumplestiltskin didn't come empty handed.
"Henry? Now this is a surprise I suppose Emma is right behind you."
Rumplestiltskin was pleased that decided to come but something didn't feel right but left it alone for now. "She was not informed of Henry's travel plans."
"I stole the dagger and returned it to him."
Dr. Brooke was surprised by that but didn't let on by how much. Oh, this was going to cause some drama. "That will cause a LOT of trouble. I can see Charming setting up an army as we speak only to have his daughter convince him otherwise and then Snow agreeing with her in a cloud of cupcakes and rainbows."
Henry wanted to disagree but Dr. Brooke had them pegged perfectly.
Rumplstiltskin jumped in. "I'm sure. Now tell me why you haven't burned the cloth yet."
"Come now Dark One, you obviously wanted me here for something and I learned long ago that you never do anything without an ulterior motive so I simply waited for you to arrive. I wasn't expecting you to be here for another three months."
Henry so wanted to hear what this was about and remained the ever seen but not heard child. That always worked and he was hoping it would now.
"I take it you don't want all that knowledge."
"Don't play that game with me. You want me here for a reason otherwise you would have simply sent a pile of dusty books to me. What do you want with me?" Dr. Brooke stood his ground and waited for an answer from the sly imp.
Rumplestiltskin smiled and leaned against the large table. "Well Dearie, it has to do with magic."
"Shocking. Now tell me what you want with me or I'll leave."
"I require you to help wake up my son from the sleeping curse placed on him. You may not know magic but you desire to learn about it none the less. This way we both get what we want."
Dr. Brooke felt like he was handed a winning lottery ticket. "That will cost you."
Henry spoke up. "No, you have to help my father. He did nothing wrong!"
"Sorry Henry, I really don't care. I am not from your world or this one." He turned his attention to Rumplestiltskin. "I know what you did just to find your son so I know what you'll do to get him back again. You need me or else I wouldn't be standing here."
There was a tense moment when Rumplestiltskin didn't speak then in an instant his hand was inside Dr. Brook's chest. Dr. Brooke looked down at the arm that was extended out and into his chest. He was partly fascinated and terrified at the same time. The pain was sharp and just as quickly as it started it ended with him staring at his beating, glowing red heart.
Henry heard of this being done but never saw it for himself. He was terrified and made to run but Rumplestiltskin spoke to him without taking his eyes off of Dr. Brooke. "Stay where you are Henry."
"I suppose you'll force me to work for you know is that it? You are a coward."
"Well either way Dearie, you'll do as you're told. Now I would take that cloth that I gave you and use it as instructed. Tomorrow we'll start. Oh, and you'll have no memory of me taking your heart."
Dr. Brooke walked away in a slight daze, muttering about too much wine.
Rumplestiltskin turned to Henry who had anger in his eyes instead of fear. Henry spoke first. "You are a coward. He wouldn't have asked for much."
"You seriously believe he is a good man?"
"It doesn't matter, he wasn't saying no he just wanted something in return for helping you. You always ask for something when people come to you for help. I wish you were back in that cell! You deserve it!"
His words stung Rumplestiltskin more than he wanted them to. "I had to take his heart Henry or else he won't be able to do the work required of him. Despite his callous nature he has a kindness that will interfere with the work he has to do. I never said I was innocent or a good man."
Henry threw the final barb. "You must not love my mother if you are still capable of doing this."
Rumplestiltskin smirked gently still holding Dr. Brooke's heart in his hand. He spoke softly. "You said that to hurt me, Henry. Imagine if you had magic to back that unfiltered hatred up. Imagine the harm that you could inflict without thinking about it. Would you tear my heart out Henry as I did to Dr. Brooke?"
Something shifted between them. "Of course I wouldn't."
"Then tell me what you were thinking when you said that I must not love your mother."
Henry was shaking now with anger. "I wanted to throw you across the room."
"I could easily survive that. Now tell me how another person would fare."
Rumplestiltskin waited Henry's answer but was given silence as an answer or so he thought as he turned away.
"What happened when you taught a child magic?" Henry was pleased that it gave Rumplestiltskin pause.
Rumplestiltskin turned and have an ironic smile. "A lot more damage was done than people being thrown against a wall or having their hearts torn out. Cruelty of a child runs deep Henry because they don't understand the need for boundaries. You know you would have done more than toss me against the wall if you could." He turned and walked from the hall leaving Henry shaken and very alone.
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Emma returned to the manor that was set up to be her home. Upon arrival she all but ran to her room and slammed the door shut. She was fuming with recent events and was powerless to do anything that Rumplestiltskin didn't want to have done. No matter what direction she chose her fate always landed her in someone else's control.
Being a princess was never her cup of tea and she was very tired of her parents treating her as if they were older and wiser than her. They were the same age and had the same amount of life experience. But that wasn't necessarily true. Due to this world's way of aging they would be close to sixty or so. But they didn't seem to learn from it. Sixty here is like thirty in her world.
Everyone saw her as this princess who was to raise their future leader, Henry. She was no longer some average person but someone that they looked up to and will one day depend on. Emma hated everything about this world and wanted to go back but knew that it would never be a possibility. Rumplestiltskin would ensure that she would stay. He now had Henry.
Her foul thoughts were interrupted by a hesitant knock. Emma knew who it was. "Come on in Synthia."
The door opened quietly and the timid young woman entered. "Princess... I mean Emma. I am sorry to interrupt but..."
"You wanted to make sure everything is alright. I understand and believe me I welcome the distraction." Emma looked at the young girl and wondered about her. "You haven't adjusted like the others. I can see it."
"I've been writing in a journal that Henry gave me. I would have forgotten how to read and write if I hadn't done that. What I write are mostly memories of Storybrooke. I've learned how to read and write as me in from this world." Synthia felt rather proud of herself and gave a little giggle.
Emma was thinking and didn't want to discount Synthia's importance. "Does anyone else know you write in a journal?"
"Oh, almost everyone. They laugh at me asking me why a servant girl needs to learn how to read and write."
Emma's heart dropped as she felt that Synthia was in danger somehow or at the very least that her knowledge of Storybrooke would be taken from her if she is not watched over. "You have to come with me right now. You know how to ride a horse?"
"Well enough I suppose."
Now the next part will terrify the young woman. "Do you know where the Dark Castle is?"
For once Synthia remained quiet and only nodded her head.
"I'm sorry to do this to you but I'll need you to take us there. You are in danger because you remember too much about Storybrooke. The faeries are not happy that some still have memories from there. It will get out that you have a journal and they will come after you eventually and take your memories from you somehow."
Synthia's eyes filled with tears. "No, they won't do that. They are pure and kind."
"Yes but that does not mean wise, Synthia."
"I won't return to not knowing how to read and write. I won't! I am more helpful now and...and I don't want to forget how it felt to be independent. I was looked down at in Storybrooke but I planned on going to university and doing something other than...than what I do now!" Tears poured down her face. She was so torn with who she was and who the curse created for her.
Emma held her shoulders. "Come on, let's get your journal and we'll leave now. Believe me my...husband knows more than anyone what it is like to feel powerless."
Synthia stopped and looked at Emma. "That's the first time you mentioned that the Dark One was your husband."
This wasn't the time to explain. "That's a story for another time. Now let's go."
They made their way to Synthia's quarters to retrieve the journal. Synthia grabbed it and they quickly left. A few other servants looked at them oddly and started to mutter and gossip.
They were on horses within minutes and Synthia led Emma onto the road that led to the Dark Castle.
"How long will it take to get there? I forget that places are not as close as they are back home."
Synthia nodded with a smile. "If we keep going we'll get there just as the sun sets."
"Not that I'm complaining but how do you know where the Dark Castle is?" Emma wondered if she asked something too personal. "I'm sorry if I asked something that you don't want to talk about."
"No, it's alright. I was there before, a few years before the curse. My mother went there begging the Dark One to get my father out of prison. She heard that the Dark One never harms anyone under the age to get married and brought me along. It was a risk and she made a deal with him. I never heard the deal being made but my father was freed from prison and worked for the Dark One afterwards. My mother was given some gold and we were sent on our way. The price for getting my father from prison was that I would never see him again."
They talked about Storybrooke after that and the things they missed. For the first time in a while Emma relaxed and felt like herself again.
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Henry looked out of the window of the room he was given as a bedroom. It was tastefully decorated and he had to admit was decorated in only what Henry could describe was good taste. The windows wouldn't open for him as they were magicked to ensure that he wouldn't be able to escape.
Just before the sun was setting Henry saw two people on horses ride toward the castle. It was his mother and Synthia. Henry was relieved and excited to see her at the same time. He burst from the window and ran for the door that locked before he could reach it.
"Why am I not surprised by that." Henry sighed and shook his head. Well he'll get out of here eventually. His mother will ask about him and she'll know if Rumplestiltskin is lying or hiding anything from her.
Emma and Synthia entered the castle to be received by Rumplestiltskin. He was dressed in a similar suit that Emma gave him in prison. Synthia shivered upon seeing him and lowered her eyes in fear.
"Welcome Emma to my not so humble abode and your new home." He gave a giggle and held her in his arms giving her a passionate kiss. "Believe me you'll be very comfortable here."
Synthia stepped away from them embarrassed and yet surprised by the intimate display. Rumplestiltskin pulled reluctantly away from Emma to approach Synthia. He took her hand and gave it a chase kiss. "I haven't forgotten you Dearie." He let her hand go and walked around her as he spoke. "I remember the last time you were here. Only fourteen I do recall maybe younger and your mother came to get your father out of prison."
"Rumplestiltskin, please leave her alone. We're tired and need rest." Emma knew that he was taunting her.
"Of course, follow me." He held her close to him and upon Emma's insistence he led Synthia to her rooms first. Emma watched as the young woman practically ran into the room and closed the door behind her.
"She's not too fond of you." Emma said with a smile.
"Most aren't." He pulled her to him ready to ravish her but she remained stock still, unresponsive to his advances. He looked at her and sighed. "Oh, yes Henry. I guess you figured out what he did."
"I want to speak to him."
"This way." He led her to a different floor and with a wave of his hand the door was unlocked. Emma gave him a look. "I have my reasons. Talk to him and we'll sort things out after."
Emma had the feeling she was not going to like the reason Henry was locked in his room. She knocked and entered slowly.
Henry was sitting on the bed when she entered and jumped from it to hug her in a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry, mom. I am so sorry. I thought he was different, he's dangerous and we have to leave. He took out Dr. Brooke's heart. He's trying to find a way to wake Neal up."
Emma hugged Henry tight and when he heard about the heart she pulled back. "He did what? You saw it?"
Henry nodded.
"Let's sit down and let's first of all talk about how you got the dagger out of the castle and to your grandfather."
Rumplestiltskin was in his room and he left the door open. The candles were lit and the fire burning so Emma could find him easily enough down the hall from Henry's room. He would have to explain things to her no doubt after her fit of anger raged.
As expected Emma found him but she stood in the doorway with her arms crossed. He knew she was upset but now why she was so calm. This wasn't good.
"I don't want you to say anything to me right now. You...you took Dr. Brooke's heart out in front of Henry and the things you said to him after. It was bad enough that you manipulated him in getting the dagger to you but what hurt me was that I could have given you the dagger. I would have done it if you had asked." Emma stood in the door frame and stewed for some time so she wouldn't shout.
Rumplestiltskin walked toward her and pulled her in the room. "I regret that Henry saw what I did to Dr. Brooke. That is the honest truth. Now as for Henry taking the dagger, he had to be the one to give it to me. Faeries can't detect children and if you took the dagger they would have been alerted to that fact. Nothing would happen to you but you would have been stopped in some way."
"That does not explain why you grew so angry with him."
"He's powerful Emma and he thinks that magic is a toy or something that is easily controlled." Rumplestiltskin paused for a moment deciding on how to explain things. "He's mostly seen the simple tricks of magic but never the darker side that can consume a person. When he's older I'll teach him magic so he won't make the mistakes I did. I had no mentor or teacher to help me along the way. The only reason I didn't fall into complete madness was my son. Henry does not have an anchor yet."
"That gives you no right to.."
"In case you hadn't noticed Dearie you are not in your world. The rules of right and wrong are very different here and you do not get to dictate to me what those rules are."
Any other woman would have been frightened but his arrogance only fueled her. "In case you hadn't noticed Dearie I am not from this world and you knew that from the start. You knew who I was when you offered to be my husband and yet you seem to think I'll accept everything with no explanation."
He smiled. He was enjoying the fire between them. "I have a question for you. What do you think keeps this world together?"
Emma realized that he was in the mood to talk and possibly give answers. Despite his change in image and voice octave he was still the same person, secretive. "Magic?"
He rolled his eyes. "Try again."
This time she thought and wondered what this world was about. Her world was about finding order and finding happiness. It was a world where people searched or gave up. This one people didn't really search but accepted their fate. She said the words more to herself than him. "Keeping balance."
"Very true and what could upset that balance?"
"Knowing how to change things. If Henry has the knowledge of being able to change things and possess magic when he's older he will..."
"Be in a lot of danger. You are as well. Those faeries only have one purpose. Keeping things in order and they don't like change."
He saw anger build up in Emma again and needed to diffuse the tension in her. Standing behind her he held him to her and whispered into her ear. "Family means more to me than you'll ever know. I think of Henry as my own son. You're a smart woman and will learn how things work here and use them to your advantage." Emma tried to pull from his hold but his hold tightened. "There are times I desire the ability to be as trusting and humble as I was in the days before I became the 'Dark One' but that is no longer who I am. Everyone has a breaking point Emma and mine was handed out to me by someone who was supposed to protect those with no power. I humiliated and killed him the first chance I got."
"What does that have to do with how you treated Henry?" Emma was shaking with anger while he held her.
Rumplestiltskin answered and let her go. "I fear he'll be the one to kill me one day and there's only one way to do that."
Emma swallowed taking in what he just said to her. "As serious as that is, I don't have the energy to discuss that right now and I want to have the strength to yell at you or throw something at you when you explain what you just said."
When he realized that she wasn't going to fight him tonight he decidedly moved the topic to something far more soothing. "May I suggest a bath after your travels? The one I have is far better than the one you enjoyed in the cabin."
"Only if you promise to give back Dr. Brooke's heart tomorrow." Emma was not going to that event slip either.
"Very well, now to our bath." He interlocked his arm with hers and kissed her hand. There was an adjoining room to his bedroom with all the modern amenities that were found in a modern bathroom back in her world.
Emma looked around amazed by the quality that was displayed. She had to hand it to her husband that he has good taste. Though she wanted to look at the room further the sound of water and the rush of steam caught her attention.
"Here let me help you out of this dress." He stood behind her and undid all the ties and the leather bodice fell to the floor. "This was something I missed while in Storybrooke. It takes a while to undress here and that only leads up to the anticipation of what will soon follow."
Despite the fact she should be angry with him she allowed him to lavish her with his attentions. His hands moved down her body expertly removing the articles of clothing along the way. He felt her stomach and smiled feeling the roundness of it, knowing that his daughter was inside. Nothing filled him with more pride than being a father.
"I have waited far too long for this. No more bars between us." He vanished her stockings and footwear away and led her to the bath. His clothes vanished in a puff of smoke and he got into the bath with her.
She looked at his golden skin with a slight tint of green so subtle you could hardly notice it. But being ever the observer she looked at every crevice of his skin and face. It amazed her how soft his skin felt though it looked like it could scratch her.
Enjoying the warmth of water she sank below to get her hair wet and the dust out of her hair. "This feels so good I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."
"Then you'll find yourself cleaned and in my arms when you wake up."
"I can live with that. Though getting dressed in a nightgown would be a little tricky. Oh wait you have magic."
He gave a giggle and his signature moan. "What makes you think you'll be wearing clothing? You won't need them for a while." In a puff of smoke a beautiful bottle appeared in his hand. He opened it and poured some of the contents on his hand lathered it up.
It was the most beautiful thing Emma smelled in her life. After inhaling she breathed out and leaned against the edge of the tub to find Rumplestiltskin's chest. His hands caressed her shoulders massaging all the stress from them and slowly moved to her chest.
He kissed her neck as he massaged her breasts earning him a moan from her lips. She leaned in further and he lovingly moved his hands down to her rounded belly. He stayed there a moment enjoying the feel of life that is growing inside of her. His fingers moving in circular motions as if in a trance. Emma placed a hand over his.
"She'll be fine."
"I know she will and she'll be as beautiful as her mother."
Emma turned around and wrapped her legs around him. They kissed and he held her in his arms. She felt him and moved to be in a better position to take him. In a solid movement they were together and he moved in a slow and gentle manner as she held onto him, hugging him tightly in her warmth.
They kissed and their movements quickened and slowed each wanting this moment to last longer. It has been too long since they were separated and Emma wasn't going to allow politics to interfere in her family any further.
After some time they knew that they could no longer delay the moment any further. The moment came and went and Emma then allowed her exhaustion and stress to go lulling her into a sleep she was fighting.
The next thing she knew was that she was very warm with a body holding her. She allowed her eyes to close and allow sleep to take her.
Rumplestiltskin was more than pleased. For the first time in a very long time he felt very safe. That is what Emma gave him. When she accepted him as her husband he knew that he could have a family after all these years. He was so close to finally rectifying the mistake he made so long ago. And he too, allowed sleep to take him while he held his true love in his arms.
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Storybrooke (Day 3)
They landed at the docks. When the smoke cleared Henry pulled away from Regina and started shouting. "Why do you always resort to magic? I am not a toy you get to play with and hide when you feel like it? What will you do with me when I am fully grown?"
Regina was fearful and upset at the same time. Rumplestiltskin was going to take Henry from her and she had little power to do anything to stop him at this point. "I am protecting you from him. You have no idea how dangerous he truly is." She bent on one knee and grabbed his shoulders. "I would let you go to Emma if you wanted. I know she would take care of you but now she's involved with Rumplestiltskin. That man has done more damage to the people you love than you'll ever know. I'll admit I've done things I truly regret but he's regretted nothing."
Henry didn't want to hear the words but Regina started to cry and held Henry to her. "I don't want you harmed by him. He'll manipulate you, Henry. Please understand that."
"What did he do to you? You're the one that cast the curse."
Regina pulled from Henry and stood wiping tears from her eyes. "I did Henry, out of anger. Rumplestiltskin was there each and every time I thought of forgiving Snow. He gave me that bit of information to push me into seeking revenge. Let me tell you my side of the story and then you can decide what you want to do."
Henry thought about that and nodded, motioning for her to continue.
"Snow and Charming caught me and I was powerless to escape. I was about to be executed and Snow decided to let me go on the condition that I would never raise an army again. She held a knife out to me to show that she trusted me. It was a test and I failed. I used it on her but it was charmed. She was not injured but it ensured that I would never be able to harm her while in the Enchanted Forest again. Rumplestiltskin gave her that knife. Afterwards he came to my castle and told me that if I cast the curse I would be brought to a land where I could seek revenge. I was emotional, defeated and very humiliated.
"While he was imprisoned he helped me cast the curse. He knew where he was going and what he was doing Henry. If you still believe I would ever harm you I'll let you go but I'll do my best to protect you from him."
It was a lot to take in. Henry knew that Gold, no Rumplestiltskin was very manipulative. He knew the whole curse was Rumplestiltskin's brain child and yet Henry was desperate to see the good in him and for his reasons.
"He made the curse to find his son."
"I know Henry. Tell me did his son return with him after being separated for so long?" Regina knew the answer. She knew that Rumplestiltskin failed in getting his son's forgiveness. The imp was holding out for forgiveness before the town was sent back to the Enchanted Forest.
"He said he'd think about it then we had to return to Storybrooke." Henry knew that he would always be in the middle someplace and was tired of being pulled in different directions. "I want to live with Mary Margaret. She and David will take care of me and won't allow any harm to come to me. If Rumplestiltskin tries anything I am sure Emma will have a few words to say about that."
Regina had to give a sour laugh at the irony and nodded. Despite her distain for the do gooder, Henry was correct in his assessment of the situation.
"I can agree to that. I'll take you there now." She started to walk towards town from the docks. Henry didn't follow her straight away. "Is there something wrong?"
Henry looked at her a little sheepishly. "I was sort of hoping to be 'poofed' there. You stealing me away like that was not fun but the method was."
Regina nodded and they were whisked away to Mary Margaret's front door. Henry knocked and David answered.
"You have some nerve coming here." David stepped out and stood in front of Henry.
"No, David it was my idea. I'm going to live with Mary Margaret and you because Regina doesn't want me to live near Rumplestiltskin. You do know that Emma he are dating right?"
David ushered Regina and Henry inside to get the whole story of what was going on. Mary Margaret and David were more than happy to take care of Henry. Regina it seems was alright with this but offered no apology for the curse and demanded that she gets to see him when she wants.
Henry ensured it. He was upset with Regina but there was no way he could say that he hated her. She did care for him and was trying her best to protect him in her own way. Regina was very emotional and still had to learn the fine art of controlling emotions.
Regina nodded an 'poofed' from the apartment. Henry could only smile which left David and Mary Margaret worried.
