The ride to the school was tense. Regina and Sarah didn't agree on much, but they both hated Snow White with everything in them. She was the reason both of their lives had become so horrible.
When they arrived, both women stormed into the school. Regina entered the room, followed closely by Sarah. Mary Margaret looked at them with confusion. "Miss Mills, what are you doing here?"
"Where's my son?" Regina demanded.
"Henry? I assumed he was home with you." She replied.
"You think we'd be here if he was?" Sarah snapped. Mary Margaret looked at the woman, dlightly stunned at her hostility.
"Did you give him your credit card so he can find her?" Regina questioned, gesturing toward Emma, who was standing just inside the doorway.
Mary Margaret looked at Emma. "I'm sorry, who are you?"
"I'm—I'm his--", Emma stuttered.
"The woman who gave him up for adoption." Regina shot.
"You don't know anything about this, do you?" Emma asked the teacher.
"No, unfortunately not." The woman said as she searched for her credit card. "Clever boy. I should never have given him that book."
Sarah felt the blood rush from her face. It was that very book over which she and Henry had bonded over. The very book in her messenger bag. The stories that she knew. That Henry had been certain were their stories. He, of course, was right. Sarah had listened to her stories, but never told him that she remembered. If he thought she was a villain, he would never believe her explanation. Her story was long,and complicated. She had come to understand that no one was really just a hero or villain. Things were so much more than what they seemed.
"What in the hell is this book I keep hearing about?" Regina asked, now fuming.
Just some old stories I gave him. As you well know, Henry is a special boy: so smart, so creative, and as you might be aware,lonely.He needed it." Mary Margaret tried to reason.
"What he needs is dose of reality." Regina snapped, causing Sarah to snap. "This is a waste of time. Have a nice trip back to Boston." She said to Emma, as she walked out in a huff, knocking over a stack of books on the way.
Sarah quickly turned to follow her, but stopped short. She turned to Emma and pulled the book out.
"Where did you get that?" Emma asked. "It was in my car."
"Doesn't matter. What matters is that Henry gets it back. When you find him, give it back too him. Please." She said, handing the book to the woman. She turned to leave, but stopped in the doorway. "Just remember, Emma, not everything in that book is exactly how it seems." And with that, she jogged after Regina.
Upon arrival to the house, Sarah ran upstairs to where her ad Henry's rooms were. She sat on her bed for a moment, and took a few deep breaths. She knew Emma would find Henry. She also knew that she would bring him back, because it was what was best for Henry. Henry had stability here, and people who love him. Emma saw that, and knew that it was just something she couldn't give him.
Sure enough, a few hours later, Sarah heard a knock on the front door, then the sound of footsteps approaching the bedroom. "Sarah?" A small voice asked from the doorway.
"I'm in here, buddy." She from the darkness that shrouded the room. He ran in and wrapped his arms around her neck.
"I'm sorry I ran away and scared you. Emma told me how worried you were and how you kept my book safe and I'm so sorry." He said in one big breath.
"Hey, hey, it's alright." She said, hugging the boy back. "You just had us worried. Promise me you'll let me know if you decide to leave again."
"I promise." He said, releasing her from the hug.
"Good. Now, I think it's time for you to get a little rest. You've had an exciting day." She said, standing. "Besides, if I don't get this paperwork done for your mother, she might have my head." She chuckled.
Henry smiled and nodded. "Okay. G'night, Sarah."
"Goodnight, little prince." She said, kissing the top of his head.
"Love you." Henry said quietly, walking into his room.
"Love you too." She said, smiling warmly at the boy. She descended the steps, and walked into the office. She sat at her desk, taking a deep breath before working on the papers she had to finished.
A little white later, a cold chill shivered up her spine. There was a slight wind that ruffled the papers on her desk. He felt her heart rate pick up, and her breath hitched. The winds of change were blowing, and she hoped she was ready for what they brought.
*AN*Hello, loves! It's me again. I just wanted to say a big THANK YOUUUUU to animexchick for the review!Are you guys enjoying it so far? Do you think Emma and Sarah will be friends, or will Emma only be able to see Sarah as a Villain? Let me know what you want to happen! Lots of love. xoxoxox -Tiff.