Henry sat on the living room floor, in the middle of the biggest blanket fort he had ever made. He was technically too old for this, he knew, but it made his mom happy to relive their better moments from when he was younger. Plus, blanket forts never stop being awesome. Especially when you can roast marshmallows inside one.
Regina had conjured a ball of magic, like a floating fireplace, that warmed the entire fort. They were using it to roast the marshmallows and make s'mores. Henry still thought it would be better with ice cream, but he figured he shouldn't push his luck.
Henry watched Regina pull two marshmallows out of the bag. He knew she was trying, for him, but he could tell she was sad. He had never seen her happier than when she was with Robin, and after Marian came back, Regina was sad all the time. Henry knew their time together made her happy, but there was still a lingering sadness in the background.
While she was at the grocery store, Henry had made a decision. Regina had been forced to give up her happy ending to be a hero. It wasn't right. Acting like a hero should give her a happy ending, not take it away. So Henry would help her get it back. He would figure out how to break the memory curse.
Henry needed a plan. Nobody believed the curse could be broken, but they were wrong. Every curse can be broken. Henry knew he had to gather information. He had gotten what he could from Emma and the Charmings. From Regina, he tried to gather information as gently as possible. Easing in one question at a time, giving her time to figure out answers so she didn't shut him out completely. He thought over what he knew about the potion.
First, it wiped memories. That part was obvious. Robin had forgotten falling in love with Regina.
Second, it erases the part of you that fell in love. That was harder. Because even with everything Emma and his grandparents said, and nobody seemed to know what part of Robin was erased. If Regina knew, she wasn't saying. It was painful for her to talk about Robin's love for her; Henry didn't think he'd get any more information from her on that subject.
So he'd have to go on a mission, alone this time. If he couldn't find out what made Robin fall in love with his mom, he would have to figure it out by investigating what had changed. He was hearing stories about Robin Hood acting strangely. New Robin hated Regina, apparently, but didn't seem to have a problem with Henry. Probably because of Henry's other mom. But he could use that to get closer to Robin, and try to figure out what was different.
Henry looked at Regina. She wouldn't have a problem with him hanging out at the merry men's camp. She said Robin hadn't done anything wrong. So Henry wouldn't lie or hide things from her… if she asked.
Regina was looking at him, her head tilted. "You're being so quiet. What are you thinking about?"
Henry said, "ice cream. Next time, we definitely need ice cream."
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The next morning, after breakfast (he convinced Regina to let him have pie. He really had to take advantage of her leniency, which he knew wouldn't last) Henry headed to the merry men's camp.
Little John was the first to spot him. "Henry my boy, what brings you out here?"
"Archery practice," Henry said. "Robin said he would teach me how to use a bow and arrow. I hope the offer's still on the table?"
John pressed his lips together. "Well, Robin hasn't said anything, but I'll go find him and ask."
Henry nodded and John walked away. Robin's memory loss was the perfect cover-up. He would have no idea of what he had or had not promised. Henry was pretty proud of how good he was this undercover stuff. I should be a spy, Henry thought. That's even better than having a superpower.
While he was waiting, Henry looked around the camp. It was smaller than he remembered from the few times he had been there. He thought there were more men.
"Henry," Robin said, walking toward him. "I didn't realize we had an archery lesson scheduled."
"We didn't," Henry said. "Not scheduled, anyway. I just thought I'd stop by and see if you have some free time. I always wanted to learn how to shoot. Might as well learn from the best." Henry smiled. Flattery and politeness worked so well on adults.
Robin dropped his head for a moment. "Of course, Henry. Follow me."
Robin lead Henry over to one end of a small clearing. At the far end a target was set up. Robin slung a quiver of arrows onto his back, then picked up two different-sized bows and handed the smaller one to Henry. He pulled an arrow out of his quiver and said, "Now watch me carefully."
Henry paid close attention as Robin nocked an arrow into his bow, and drew back slowly. He released the bow, and the arrow went flying, landing perfectly into the center of the target. Robin lowered his bow and turned to smile at Henry. "Your turn."
Henry was not what you would call a natural. But he listened to Robin's instructions and guidance. On his sixth try, Henry managed to hit the target. Henry couldn't help but shout with excitement.
Robin smiled. "There you go! Well done, Henry."
Henry smiled back. Now was as good a time as any. "Thanks. I really appreciate you doing this for me. I wasn't sure you'd still want to do it, since you and my mom aren't together anymore."
Robin's smile disappeared. "Well, I'm a man of my word. I said I would teach you, so I'm teaching you." Robin walked toward the target to retrieve the arrows.
Henry followed. "Well I appreciate it anyway. You and I haven't spent much time together since you took that potion."
Robin's steps faltered. "You know about the potion?"
"Of course," Henry shrugged, picking up arrows from the ground as Robin pulled a few more (mostly his) out of the target. "How has it been, with the potion? Do you feel any different?"
Henry followed Robin back across the field. Robin shrugged. "I don't think so. Of course it's strange to think there's a part of my life I don't know about. And it's a bit unsettling when people talk about things I've done that I can't remember, like when you showed up for archery lessons." Henry ducked his head. "But mostly, I find other people are being strange."
Henry looked questioningly at him. This was new. "Strange how?"
Robin shrugged, handing Henry another arrow. Henry tried to follow his training while keeping his attention on Robin. "Some of my men have been exhibiting troublesome behavior. I've made it clear they couldn't act like that in my camp. Certain people are reacting strangely to the punishments I've given."
Henry let loose an arrow and reached for another. "What kind of troublesome behavior? And what was the punishment?"
"Lying, stealing, laziness. General traits that no merry men should have. So I told them they were no longer welcome among my camp."
Henry lowered his arms to look at Robin. "You kicked them out? No second chance?"
Robin looked at him. "Why does everyone keep saying that?" Robin walked over to correct Henry's stance. "The worth of a man is measured by his actions. You can tell what kind of person someone is by the things they do. I'm not sure when this 'second chance' idea became so popular, but a person needs to take responsibility for their actions."
Henry let another arrow go and turned to face Robin. "You believe that a person's past defines who they are?"
"Of course," Robin said. "I know who I am because of what I have done. The same goes for anyone. Take Snow White, for instance. She fought for her people and defended them against enemy rulers. Those actions define her. Emma, the savior, rescued the town and of course brought Marian back. She's a hero because of her actions. A villain is equally defined by their actions. When one has done as much harm as the Evil Queen, for instance…" Robin trailed of as he seemed to remember to whom he was speaking. "I apologize. I did not mean to speak that way about your mother."
Henry was furious, but did his best to hide it. This was an information-gathering conversation, and hostility would not help with that goal. He reminded himself that his mother loved this traitorous outlaw, and it was only the curse speaking. "I understand," Henry said. "I know she did a lot of bad things in the past. But don't you believe that people can change?"
Robin squirmed, and avoided looking directly at Henry. "Not really. I'm sorry Henry, I don't want to say these things to you, but I won't lie. Whatever the queen may be doing now, she can't erase her past."
"But she can move past it," Henry argued. "What is she supposed to do? Just keep being a villain? That would be worse. There has to be a way to look forward. Her story isn't over yet."
Robin dropped his head for a moment, then looked Henry in the eyes. "I think that's enough archery practice for today, Henry."
Reluctantly, Henry nodded and handed his bow back to Robin. As they walked back toward the camp, Henry said, "you know you forgave her before, right? You cared about her when you knew her. Why are you so sure you have her figured out now, when you don't know her at all?"
Robin seemed to really think about that one. Finally, he shook his head. "Henry, I can't speak to things I can't recall. But I am an outlaw with a moral code, and she is -" Robin threw Henry a quick glance, "was an evil queen. I don't know what ever brought us together."
When they got back to the camp, Henry thanked Robin again and starting walking back toward Storybrooke. He thought over what Robin had said, especially that last part. Even putting Robin's code and Regina's evil past aside, he supposed their relationship was still unusual. You may not know what brought you together, but it's there, Henry thought. He smiled as he realized Robin had just given him the perfect name for his mission: Operation Outlaw Queen.
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A/N: Too cheesy? I couldn't help it.
I'm sorry for the delay in updating! This is my first story, the first thing I've written since high school. So as much as I'm enjoying it, I'm not used to it. Most of the time, I feel like I'm not writing the story, it's writing itself, and I can only update as quickly as it comes to me. I've always known how this was going to end, but not how I would get there. But with this chapter I feel like I'm finally getting over the hump. So updates should be coming more frequently!
