Chapter twelve

"Do you think Regina is going to be okay?" Henry asked as he swept the floor, he grimaced slightly as he said 'Regina', the word felt wrong in his mouth but he didn't know what else he should be calling her.

Mr Gold looked from the counter with a sad smile and replied, "the thing about this town is that things usually work out how you want them to. We just usually have to wade through some pain to get to that…happy ending."

Henry furrowed his brow for a moment and looked at the floor, "sounds like a fairy-tale."

Gold laughed and replied, "very similar."

Something began to nag at his mind, almost as if there was a memory trying to get through to his consciousness. This had been happening a lot since he had come to this town, when he saw buildings he felt like he should know something about them, but he always came up blank with only the nagging feeling to remind him of his Déjà vu.

"Have I been here before?" he finally asked. When he saw that the older man seemingly preparing to lie, he quickly added, "everything about Storybrooke is familiar, the places, the people, Regina…"

Gold swallowed hard and replied, "you wouldn't believe me if I told you, Henry."

"I'm pretty open minded."

The pawn store owner nodded and considered whether this was wise, if the boy believed, it would certainly make things easier, but if he didn't, it would just be another thing that the saviour had to deal with.

Finally, he decided that if anyone would believe the insane tale that was the story of this town, it would be the Truest Believer, assuming that he still held that title.

"Storybrooke is…a cursed town."

Henry bit his lip, once again he felt memories trying to come forward. He was sure that he should be fighting against them, any normal teenager would have already denied Mr Gold's words, but he just felt that he wasn't lying and nodded for him to continue.

"We were cursed here from the Enchanted Forest…"

"So you are fairy-tale characters?" he asked in almost trance.

"You believe me?" Gold returned in an almost hopeful voice.

"I…" Henry trailed off, he didn't completely reject what he was being told, but at the same time, a part of him was almost screaming that this was insane and that he wanted to go back to Boston. "I wish there was some kind of proof."

Gold sighed and allowed his eye line to drop below the counter, there was a moment of silence as he tried to decide what to do next, but his thoughts were quickly halted when he saw something that he was sure hadn't been there when he did inventory an hour ago. Reaching down, he placed the story book on the counter.

Henry stared at it for a moment, and then reached forward to run his hand over the cover, but stopped just shy of the leather, hovering his hand just above it, "what is this?"

Gold offered him no answer and allowed him to just decide to pick it up.

It only took a split second for the boy to be drawn to his story book and he brought it up. Instantly, flashes of memories began to join the fake ones that had been placed in his mind. Every happy childhood memory now seemed to have a double, one with Emma and one with Regina, but he was very aware of which ones were real.

Dropping the book, he looked up at the man who had taken him on as his apprentice and choked out, "grandpa?"

Emma paced the apartment, every so often turning to look at her daughter sleeping happily in David's arms.

"You hired the Wicked Witch as your nanny?" she finally asked with an exasperated sigh.

"How was I supposed to know who she was?" Snow asked defensively.

"Maybe you should have considered why no one had ever seen her before," Cora suggested.

The princess rolled her eyes and replied, "there are a lot of new people in town who didn't come with the first curse, there was no way that I could have known that she wasn't who she claimed to be."

"This isn't important," David announced, "we need to find out what she's planning."

Emma sighed and fell onto the couch to place her head in her hands, she didn't think that things could get this complicated. When she got her memories back, she just wanted to come home and be with her girlfriend. Of course, that image now included both of their children instead of just Henry. But she supposed that she shouldn't be that surprised that Regina still had more crazy family members, as if Cora and Gold hadn't been enough.

"How do you suggest that we find that out?" she sighed in resignation.

David shot his daughter a sympathetic look but offered no helpful suggestions.

The door suddenly opened to interrupt the oppressive silence and Henry walked in with his grandfather not far behind him.

Emma swallowed hard and tried to school her features so that he wouldn't question what was wrong, she didn't think that she could handle coming up with more lies.

Without a word, Henry took a seat next to her and asked in a soft voice, "what really happened to mom?"

The blonde's mouth fell open and she looked over at Gold who shrugged, "he wasn't that hard to convince," he chuckled.

Emma smiled sadly, and looked back to Henry, "we don't know."

The brunette boy looked down with a frown, before his eyes trained on the girl sleeping happily in his grandfather's arms.

"Is she really…"

"Yeah, Tamsin is your sister," David replied, noticing that it was probably too painful for the other blonde to answer.

Henry stood from the couch and tentatively walked over to the child.

He instantly saw the resemblance she held to his two mothers, and for a moment he felt burning jealousy that Regina now had a biological child, but it was quickly squashed, he knew that it wouldn't change how much she loved him.

Turning around, he said, "she needs to wake up."

"I couldn't agree more, kid, but we have no idea what to do," Emma sighed.

Henry took a calming breath and replied, "I may have an idea."

A/N Hope you guys enjoyed, I would love to hear what you thought of the chapter XD