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"Where the hell have you been and where is your brother?" My mom yelled louder than I'd ever heard. I stood in the doorway frozen. Her eyes were boring into me with concern and anger. I felt my mouth open and close a couple of times, before I finally stammered out, "H, Henry? I, I, I don't know where Henry is. Isn't he home?"

"Clearly not if I'm asking you, Madelyn." She snapped back. Suddenly, her hand fell away from the door handle and her shoulders dropped. "Wait, if he's not with you, then where is he?" Mom asked, in a slightly annoyed, quiet voice; more to herself than me. She abruptly turned away from me and walked back into the house. I stood in the doorway for a second longer, trying to wrap my head around what was happening. Finally, I walked in and closed the front door behind me.

As I placed my backpack on the ground, I could hear my mother's voice in the study. Walking in, I saw that she was on the phone. Talking with a worried tone, she said into the phone, "Graham, Henry's missing. Madelyn finally came home and he wasn't with her. I think he's run away." She nodded her head, and said, "okay. See you shortly."

Once she was off the phone she just stood there. "Mom, I'm sure we'll find him," I said trying to reassure her. Quickly, she spun to face me. "Where were you?" She demanded angrily, as she walked towards me. "If you had come straight home after school, we would have known he was missing hours ago!"

I felt myself tense, as she was suddenly standing right in front of me with her arms crossed, waiting for my response. I couldn't maintain eye contact. Looking down, I quietly I mumbled, "I went to Ray's."

"Excuse me", mom responded in a stern voice and continued, "you will look at me and you will answer me clearly, so I can hear you, Madelyn." I took a breath and looked up at her, "I went to Ray's after school to hang out with her, Charlie, and Derrick…" I paused trying to collect more courage, but I saw the anger spreading across her face. I tried to gulp down my fear and quickly I continued, "I texted Henry, telling him to come straight home but…"

"You told your ten-year-old brother to come home, alone, so you could go play with your friends? You are sixteen, young lady, he was your responsibility!" She yelled in an angry, disbelieving tone. I knew anything I said next would make her madder, so I just stood there. She walked away from me and started pacing. All I could do was watch her.

Abruptly, she stopped and looked at me. "Do you have any idea where he might be?" Mom asked in a gentler voice. I looked at her, and for the first time I could see the genuine fear and worry on her face. I shook my head.

"When did we get to this?" I wondered to myself. Our lives used to be so simple. Go to school, go to track, come home, eat dinner, repeat. Now, it was constant fighting. Henry always yelling at mom that "she wasn't his real mother" or that she's "evil" followed by her storming out of the room angrily. I can't even remember the last family dinner where it didn't end in fighting. Don't get me wrong, I adore Henry. He really is the best brother you could ask for, but I never thought he'd go as far as running away. At least, not without telling me first.

"Would you try calling him?"

I snapped back to reality and realized mom had asked me something. "Huh?" I said trying to pay attention to her. "Henry. Would you try calling his phone? Maybe he'll actually answer you." Mom said, sounding like she was trying to suppress her emotions. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and dialed Henry's number. I put the phone on speaker, but after half a ring we heard, "This is Henry's phone. Sorry I missed ya. Leave me a funny message." Mom turned away from me and started pacing, again.

A disappointed sigh escaped my lips and I said to his voicemail, "it's Maddie. Give me a call. I'm worried about you." After hanging up, I went back to watching my mom pace. I was about to try reassuring her again, when the doorbell suddenly rang. I was turning to go answer it, but mom flew past me to open it. Getting to the door of the study, I peered out and saw the Sheriff standing there. Mom looked slightly disappointed, but quickly composed herself. "Graham, thank you for coming. There still no word from him," she said as she started to get choked up. Graham grabbed her shoulders in a comforting manner and reassured her, "Regina, we will find him. He can't have gotten that far."

I was sent to my room after the Sheriff's arrival, with clear instructions to stay there until told otherwise. "Great, I'm a 3-year-old in time out," I thought to myself. I paced for a while, but heard my stomach growl. It was then that I realized I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. However, the idea of trying to go back downstairs didn't seem worth it, even if I was starving. I decided to tackle my pre-calc homework in hopes that it would distract me from my hunger pains. I had nearly finished, when I saw a yellow bug pull up in front of the house. "Well this ought to be interesting," I sighed to myself, as I saw Henry get out of the car and start up the pathway, followed by some blonde woman.

I made my way to my bedroom door. Quietly as I could, I stepped into the hall and moved towards the banister. I heard my mom throw open the front door. "Henry?!... Henry, are you okay?! Where have you been? What happened…" Mom said in a relieved, but worried voice.

"I found my REAL mom!", I heard Henry yell, followed by him running into the house.

Henry came running in and headed straight for the stairs. When he reached the landing he stopped momentarily when he saw me standing there. A big smile spread across his face, as he quickly walked towards me. "I have so much to tell you!" He eagerly whispered to me. "I found her Maddie! I found her!" He told me excitedly. We both looked back to see Graham coming up the stairs. "I'll tell you later!" He quickly whispered, as he continued running to his room and slammed the door.

I felt like my head was spinning. What the heck was happening? I hate surprises and could not process everything as quickly as it was occurring. I snapped out of my confused daze, when I realized Graham had walked past me, to Henry's door. He knocked, and opened the door a little. "Hey bud, you okay?" Graham asked. I heard Henry mumble something, as Graham walked further into the room.

It was at this time I heard the front door close, and realized my mother and the blonde were walking into the study. I was trying to decide who to spy on, when Graham walked back past me and whispered with a smile, "Henry's yours to question."

"Henry it is," I said to myself, as I headed down to his room. I knocked twice, and entered without waiting for a response. "I don't…" Henry started to yell at me. "Oh, you're not mom," he said relieved. "No, I'm not, but you'll have to face her at some point." I said without any sympathy. "Henry, what were you thinking? How did you even find that lady?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Emma. Her name is Emma Swan and she's my mom. I found her in Boston," Henry said, as if correcting me. Part of me was tempted to tell him that his mom's name was Regina, but that would just lead to a fight and I wanted answers.

"Whoa, wait… Boston?" I asked in disbelief. "How'd you get all the way there?"

"Easy, I took the bus," Henry stated matter-of-factly.

Great, my ten-year-old brother has had a more epic journey than me. All I could do was shake my head. "Okay, but how did you find the blo... Emma. How did you find Emma?" I questioned.

"Well… I… Ummm... Actually, Maddie, I can't tell you how. The less you know, the safer it'll for both of us," Henry replied with a mischievous smile. "Henry", I groaned. "You're going to be in so much trouble…"

"You can say that again," came my mom's sharp voice from behind me. The smile quickly faded from Henry's face and I whipped around. "If I remember correctly, you're supposed to be in your room, grounded." Mom said to me with a raised eyebrow. I saw Henry look at the two of us with a confused, furrowed brow. "You technically haven't grounded me, yet." I snapped back.

The words came out of my mouth before I could stop them. I felt my eyes widen in surprise, as mom just gave me a hard, unimpressed look. I ducked my head and started out of the room. "I'll be in to deal with you momentarily," mom commented, as she turned her attention back to Henry. "Goody," I grumbled to myself.

I quickly dashed down the hall into my room, closed my door, and dived onto my bed. I climbed to the wall that Henry and I share and pressed my ear against it, as tightly as I could. At first, it was silent. Then I heard my mom give an exasperated sigh and say, "Henry, do you realize how dangerous today could have been for you?" There was no response from him, so I heard her continue, "Henry, what is going on? How on earth did you find that woman?"

My mom sounded frustrated. Still no response from Henry. "Fine, don't talk to me, I'm just glad you're home safe. I really do love you Henry," she stated simply. Still nothing from Henry.

Where was the yelling? The kid ran away to Boston, to find his birth mom, and seriously, no yelling? Suddenly, I heard someone clearing their throat behind me. I pried my face from the wall and snapped my head towards my door. My mother was staring at me with a disapproving look. Apparently I was to wrapped up in my thoughts, and missed her leaving Henry's room. I felt the guilty look spread across my face, and waited for her to speak. "Downstairs, now." She said flatly and walked out. I scrambled off my bed and followed her down into the kitchen. She was behind the counter and pointed to the bar stool opposite her. I let out a small breath and sat down.

She gave me a stern look and then turned away from me. I cocked my head in confusion as she walked over to the wine cupboard, grabbed a glass and a bottle, and filled the glass to the very top with red wine. She took a couple gulps and then walked back to me. Once she was in front of me, she took one more, large, gulp of wine and place her glass on the counter. She finally looked at me and held out her hand. "Phone," she said expectantly.

"It's up in my room." I replied quietly. "Fine, go get it and your laptop." She said without any room for argument. I quickly ran to retrieve said objects.

As I was walking back down, I saw that I had a bunch of worried texts from Ray and Derrick. I weighed the price of trying to respond to them. I paused momentarily on the stairs and quickly sent a group message, to both of them saying: "Still alive. See you tomorrow."

I held down the power button and my phone shut-off, just as I entered back into the kitchen. I handed the devices over to her and a sat back down. She walked into her study, and I knew that meant they were being locked in her desk. As she entered back into the kitchen, she gave me a hard look. "I'm not in the mood to argue Madelyn. You're ground for two weeks. When I ask you to do something you're to do it. Understood?" She asked in a serious voice. I nodded my head. She started to raise an eyebrow, so I quickly replied, "understood."

My mom picked up her wine and started out of the kitchen. I sat there for a second and then heard myself saying, "mom." She stopped, clearly trying to decide if she really wanted to hear what I had to say. Finally, she turned around and looked at me. "I'm sorry… for all of this," I said waving my hands around indicating I meant everything that had been going on. I felt my eyes starting to moisten, as I realized just how painful and hard today had to of been for her. "I'm sorry I worried you." I let out a small, shaky, sigh and continued, "I'm sorry I abused your trust and I'm sorry Henry ran away to find that woman. I know you're just trying to do your best..."

She gave me a sad look, but she quickly changed it to one that was void of any emotion. She shook her head slightly and softly said, "it's almost 11. Head upstairs and get ready for bed." I didn't have the heart to ask about food, so I got down from the stool and started to my room. As I was about to walk past her, she gently grabbed my arm and pulled me towards her, placing a kiss on my temple. I turned from the kiss and hugged her tightly. She wrapped the arm not hold the wine around me and hugged me back briefly. She then patted my butt and said, "bed". I headed up the stairs and watched as she retreated into her study.

I haven't quite finished the next chapter, so it'll definitely take me longer to post again. I haven't decide if I want to break the rest of the first episode into one or two more chapters. Also, you might be wondering why there haven't been flash backs... I tried to type one and I really didn't like it. I might try to add some in as I go. We'll see.

I hope you enjoyed chapter 2. Cheers! :o)