A/N: first off, let me apologize for taking so long to update, I've been on vacation and haven't had much time to write besides at night, which at that point I'm usually tired and my writing gets sloppy, and I want you guys to only have my best work! Also, I have a beta reader now! Sophie, aka dreamerwriter15, has helped me so much so far and has given me so many tips and ideas for this fic, so very very special thanks to her. Okay, I've babbled on enough now, enjoy this chapter and don't forget to comment/favorite/follow if you like it.
Henry woke up feeling rested and content with her in his arms. Her skin was soft and her hair was tickling his nose, which gave him the perfect spot to inhale her smell. Vanilla and what he could only describe as girl, just like she had told him he smelled clean and boyish. He laid there in bed for a long time, not even bothering to open his eyes and ruin the serenity. When he felt her shuffle in his arms the corners of his mouth twisted up into a smile and he leaned over her slight frame, kissing her gently.
"Morning Addi." He mumbled against her mouth. She went rigid and squirmed away from him, confusing him.
"Shit." A voice that was definitely not Addison's groaned, pushing his arms off of her. Henry's eyes shot open to see Paige, her eyes wide and her hair disheveled from sleep. He sat up, setting his head in his hands as his heart sunk. Addison was still gone, in a completely different realm that was seemingly impossible to get to.
"Sorry for kissing you, Paige." He muttered into his hands, knowing that she really didn't care. They had been each other's first kisses when they were fourteen and wondering what the all the hype was about. It had been awkward and hesitant, but ultimately became one of the factors that made them best friends and nothing more.
"I don't care, your breath smells like ass though." Paige joked half-heartedly, trying to chase away the melancholy atmosphere. When she realized Henry wasn't going to laugh, she let her shoulders drop and set a hand on his bare shoulder. "Are you okay?"
He shuddered underneath her hand, wordlessly affirming that he wasn't. He was absolutely and completely lost without Addison. He felt helpless because it had been four months since she had been taken and they were no where near finding a way to get to her realm.
"I miss her so much." He whispered into his palms as Paige cooed and pulled him into her arms, rubbing his back gently.
"I know you do." She sighed as he weeped into her chest. "I know we're going to get her back."
"You don't know that though!" Henry exclaimed, his words muffled by her shirt. "Thomas wants to kill her! He's going to kill her because he's a selfish bastard who wants a throne. What if she's dead before we can find her?"
Paige sighed sadly and continued to rub his back wordlessly. With every day that passed Henry lost a little bit of hope of ever getting Addison back. Thomas wasn't going to stop trying for a child until she got pregnant, then Henry only had nine months to save her, if he even could. Hell, Thomas could have already gotten her pregnant for all he knew. That thought alone made Henry want to puke.
"She's strong." Paige stated after a long silence. "She's fighting to get back, I feel it in my bones." Henry managed to quirk the corner of his mouth into a grin. She was right, Addison was strong and determined, she wasn't just going to sit around all day and wait for him to get her.
"You're right." He sniffed, wiping the stray tears away with the back of his hand. "I just can't stop thinking about everything I could have done to fight him."
Paige scoffed at that, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest. "He pulled a knife on you Henry, I'm pretty sure there's only so much you can do with a knife to your neck."
Henry sighed, she was right. The cuts Thomas had given him that littered his chest, arm, and neck were still healing. It was worth it though, better him than Addison. Still, he couldn't help but blame himself, there had to have been something he could have done. Then she really would be there, laying in his arms.
Before he could respond, there was a knock on the door followed by Killian sticking her head into his room. Liam was by his side, sucking his thumb. When he saw Paige, he ran across the room and jumped in bed, burying his little head into her chest.
"Liam, you should ask before jumping into someone's arms." He scolded, leaning against the doorframe. Paige giggled and shrugged, she didn't mind. Liam had always loved her and she was more than happy to hold him.
"I'm glad you two are awake because Henry, your mothers thought of something to see your princess." His step-father told him, quickly tearing his attention away from his best friend and little brother. Henry smiled as his heart sped up; had they really thought of something? Before Killian could say anything else Henry jumped out of bed and sprinted out of the room, thundering down the stairs so fast he thought he might trip.
He found his moms sitting on the couch, talking animatedly while his little sisters played in the baby mat on the floor. Regina and Emma both smiled at their son as he sprinted in, hair disheveled and breathing heavy with a big smile on his face. They hadn't seen him this happy since before Addison had been taken, and it was refreshing to not see him sad.
"You found a way to get to her?" He asked excitedly, bouncing on the balls of his feet. Regina gave him a sad smile and shook her head, making his heart sink.
Noticing how his expression dropped into a frown, Emma quickly cut in. "Not exactly, we're working on that, but you can see her, make sure she's okay. She won't know you're watching her though."
He was going to see her, actually look at her for the first time in months. He smiled so big his cheeks hurt and had to force himself not to jump up and down in happiness.
"When can we do it?" He asked as the two women stood up and led him to the mirror that hung in the hallway.
"Now." Regina smiled, setting her arm on his shoulder. Henry's jaw dropped in shock, surprised that there was no special preparations they had to make. Emma smiled and pointed to the mirror and Henry watched as the image of the three of them faded away and was replaced by Addison.
She was in what Henry assumed was her bedroom, sitting in front of a mirror and brushing her hair. It was longer than it had been when she left, and she now had choppy bangs which he instantly feel in love with. Her cheeks were rounder and she had a certain glow to her, she looked happy. She smiled gently and set her brush on the table next to her before standing up and adjusting her long dress. Henry smiled happily; she was beautiful, even though her eyes were filled with sadness.
She then did something that made Henry's heart break in two. She turned to the side and ran a hand over her stomach, smoothing the fabric of her dress over a very noticeable bump. She was pregnant.
"You just love kicking your momma, don't you?" She giggled, rubbing her hand stomach. "Well it's okay, because Momma loves you so so much. I bet your Daddy would love you too."
She sighed sadly and wiped her hand over her cheek, brushing a tear away. Henry didn't realize it, but he had tears running down his cheek too. She was beautiful, glowing even. He didn't even realize how in the past four months the details of her appearance had started to blur away, which only made him hurt more.
"Your daddy from the Land Without Magic, Henry, he doesn't know about you. He's very far away, and Momma doesn't think we'll ever get the chance to see him again." Addison lamented.
A voice filled with fury and betrayal came into play and the princess froze, her head snapping to the side to look at a person Henry couldn't see. "Oh, you won't." The door swung open and Prince Thomas barged in, roughly grabbing her arm so tightly Addison winced. "I should have known you'd return from the Land Without Magic damaged." Addison struggled against his hold, hitting and kicking at him, but he held her firmly. "Oh no you don't. You're going away for safe keeping while I decide what to do with you and the bastard you're carrying." He spat as he shoved the terrified Princess carrying a child that was not his own out of the room.
"No, Addison!" Henry shouted, lunging towards the mirror, shattering it into a million pieces when he hit it, destroying the image of the girl he loved. He drew his injured hand back and Regina healed him without a second thought.
He ran his hands through his hair frantically, panic rising up in him as he backed up until he hit the wall and crumpled to the floor. He felt his moms crouch down beside him, shaking him gently.
"Henry, say something." Emma urged, rubbing his back. He couldn't though; words couldn't describe all of what he felt, but he knew that anger, hurt, sadness, and utter helplessness were there. He was the father of a child he would most likely never meet. Not if he couldn't find a way to save Addison, and now her days were dangerously numbered. His chest ached and his head was spinning so much he thought he would pass out.
"The thought of her getting pregnant by Thomas has literally made me sick since she left." He finally said, his words slow. "Now I've gotten her pregnant and practically given her a death sentence."
"But you said you had been careful." Regina sighed, her words filled with sadness rather than disappointment.
"We were." He muttered, sitting back and running a hand through his hair. "It was only unprotected once, I-I should have stopped it or done something. I'm an idiot."
"Don't be a fool, wrap your tool." Paige recited in a sing-song way, once again trying to break the tension that had been building in the room. Like usual, it didn't help and all she got in return was a glare.
"It's not the paternity of the baby that I care about." Emma said, setting her hand on his knee. "Hell, I had you when I was eighteen, I have no room to get angry at you. Right now, all I'm worried about is getting Addison home. The stakes are higher now."
"You think?" Henry chuckled, even though there was no humor in it. His girlfriend was pregnant with his child. He couldn't get his head wrapped around that fact. Emma was right, the stakes were much much higher.
Henry vowed under his breath so that no one could hear him in the crowded room. "I will find you, Addison. I will always find you."