A/N: I know this is a little late, but I do have two more chapters coming after this and I'm going to try my hardest to update them BEFORE the season 3 premiere this Sunday. I've been trying to keep up with the promos while still including previous little tidbits and spoilers so I've been struggling to make this worthy of the actual show. Even though this is in fact a Swan Queen fan fic, I do want to make every chapter seem like an episode (or at least part of an episode) of Once.

WARNING: There are a couple of lines used from the recent promos in this chapter. Read at your own risk.

Anyway, here's the latest. And thank you for the amazing response to this story through reviews, follows, and favorites. :)

Four days ago

Henry woke up scared and alone in complete darkness. He breathed heavily in a moment of panic and stuck out his hands to feel around for any indication of his location.

He hadn't meant to fall asleep. He didn't even think he could given the fact that he'd been abducted and taken to some far off land he didn't quite catch the name of before he'd been dragged into a glowing green portal.

He flailed his arms and crawled forward on his knees until his hands hit something. He swiped the back of his hands in the space between what he hit the first time and what his knuckles hit the second time. He was sure he felt bars and that somehow kick started his memory.

The last thing he remembered before he tried and failed to fight off sleep was being trapped in a cage by the two that had captured him.

"He'll be pleased," one of the boys said as they looked Henry over.

"Mission accomplished," Tamara smugly said as she smiled at the sight of Henry in the cage.

"Really? 'Cause my mom's coming. Both of them," Henry firmly stated.

He knew both Emma and Regina would come for him. If there was one thing they fought about most often it was him. If they worked that hard to piss each other off trying to keep him to themselves, he knew they'd probably do anything – even work together – to get him back. He'd seen as much when they called out for him outside the cannery and tried to chase down Greg and Tamara before it was too late.

"Well, your mom's don't know what they're up against," Greg spoke in a sickeningly sweet tone as he rubbed his supposed victory in Henry's face. "I doubt even the Evil Queen could save you from him."

Henry's only response was to glare at him.

"We should tell HQ and let them know the package has been delivered," Tamara said. "The kid can't go anywhere so leaving him here should be fine."

Greg turned away from Henry to acknowledge Tamara.

"You're right," Greg said before he turned back to Henry. "Headquarters deserves to hear about our success."

Greg directed his next words solely at Henry.

"He's got big plans for you."

Greg then reached into the cage and ruffled up Henry's hair.

Henry scrunched up his face in disgust and anger and pulled back while he swatted the man's hand away.

Greg and Tamara chuckled and headed somewhere deep into the woods.

The dirty looking blond boy left in front of him gave him another once over then turned to leave.

"Wait," Henry called out to him.

The boy turned back to Henry, but didn't move toward him.

"Who's got big plans for me?"

The boy laughed.

"Kid, do you even know where you are?"

Henry shook his head.

The boy took a step forward that time and wickedly grinned.

"You're in Neverland."

Henry tried to act like his brunette mother and mask his emotions. He didn't know what that piece of information truly meant. Good or bad, he didn't want to tip his hand and show his anxiety.

"Soooo...I take it this place isn't like the movie," Henry kept calm and went about it as though he was asking Regina or his grandparents about the Enchanted Forest.

The boy chuckled.

"I don't know what movie you're talking about, but I can guarantee you he's not looking to make friends."

"And you still won't tell me who he is?"

"If you are who he thinks you are then you should be smart enough to figure that one out on your own."

The boy turned and left Henry in a more confused state than he had been when he was thrown into the cage.

It was the last time Henry had seen any of them, the boy, Greg, or Tamara. None of them had returned before daylight started to fade.

During sunset, Henry had already been tired enough from running around Storybrooke before he'd been kidnapped. Being on high alert for so long only used up his energy faster. It didn't take much time at all for his eyes to droop and flutter closed.

Henry couldn't be sure how long he'd been in the cage. He also couldn't be sure who exactly had big plans for him. The only thing Henry could be sure of were his mothers.

"Mom," Henry pleaded to the darkness that surrounded him. "Please find me."

Today

Snow had told Charming she wanted to check on Emma. She didn't think Emma was okay and it was obvious Charming felt the same. Their daughter had appeared in a cloud of purple smoke, holding Regina, without even an article of clothing on. She'd looked a little traumatized even before she realized her parents could see her naked.

Charming had went to check on Emma the last time something seemed off with their daughter so he nodded and agreed Snow should be the one to see how she was that time. Snow had smiled at him before she turned to head below deck, but the smile vanished from her then stark white face when she saw the last thing she'd ever expected to see.

With a slack jaw expression, Snow stared from the doorway at her daughter curled up in in Regina's designated bunk with her former stepmother. They were facing each other and were so close that Snow assumed they could feel the other's breaths on their faces.

Regina had a hand on the bed between them close enough to Emma that her knuckles touched the younger woman's chest. Emma, on the other hand, had an arm draped over Regina's hip.

Snow slowly stepped further inside the room. She heard a small scuffle on deck and it caused her to close the room door behind herself. She moved closer to the bed with the same shocked and ghostly pale look on her face, but didn't make a sound. Each step was rigid and deliberate, cautious and controlled by the fear of what the two women sharing a bed meant for the Charming family.

When Snow came to stand only inches away from the bed, she paused before she sunk to her knees in front of it. She reached out and tapped Emma's hand – the one draped over Regina's hip – with two fingers. Her daughter didn't respond. Her eyes wandered from Emma's hand up Regina's side until her gaze locked on brunette hair and her serene expression.

Snow gulped to calm her frantic nerves and shifted her gaze from Regina back to her daughter. She reached out to the blonde and grabbed her shoulder before she gently shook the woman.

Emma scrunched up her face and groaned. When the shaking stopped, she moved closer to Regina.

Snow sighed. She pulled her hand away from Emma's shoulder and grabbed Emma's hand with it.

"Emma," Snow whispered as she tugged on the blonde's hand a few times.

The movement caused Regina to roll back and forth. That time both women groaned, but that wasn't what made Snow gasp.

Regina blindly reached around herself and grabbed Emma's wrist. She moved it from her hip to her waist, which instantly got Snow to release Emma's hand as she closely watched Regina's actions.

Regina scooted more toward Emma and let go of the other woman's wrist before she wrapped her arm around Emma's hips. She pulled Emma close then rolled her onto her back. She slipped a leg between Emma's and rested her head on Emma's chest.

But even that didn't cause Snow to gasp. What came next, however, did.

Emma loosened her grip on Regina as she brought her arm from the other woman's waist back down to her hip, but brought her other hand to Regina's hair. She placed her hand on the back of Regina's head and seemed to keep Regina in place, not that the other woman appeared to want to move again.

Snow cupped a hand over her mouth after she gasped. She almost fell back on her ass at the sight, but managed to keep herself balanced on her knees.

"Emma?"

Snow kept her voice quiet, barely above a whisper, as not to wake either woman. She didn't think she wanted to be there when either rejoined reality. Instead, she slowly stood and left the two of them to their slumber behind closed doors.

On the deck, she made her way back to her husband. She stood beside him as he watched the the blood in the globe change directions and swirl around.

"I think we're getting closer," Charming said as Snow came to join him. He turned to look at his wife before he asked, "How is she?"

Snow stood with her mouth agape as she tried to think of what to tell him. After a few seconds, she closed her mouth and gave a quick shake of the head.

"She's okay."

Though it wasn't a lie, it sounded like one.

Charming narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

"Snow? What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Really. From what I saw she seems okay. She's asleep."

Charming took a moment to mull over Snow's words. After a moment, he nodded.

"Good. Now, I don't know how this thing works, but I think that spot is Henry," Charming pointed to the globe.

Snow nodded and looked at the globe before she saw a man sway to a stop in the distance.

Rumple.

Snow looked over the top of the globe and locked eyes with the cane wielding man.

At first he stared at her with an indifferent expression, but the longer she held his gaze, he curled his lips into knowing smirk. She questioningly narrowed her eyes as she continued to stare at him.

Charming started to talk, but she didn't hear anything more than mumbling with her focus set on Rumpelstiltskin. She moved away from the globe and headed over to Rumple.

Charming quizzically stared after his wife before he followed her as Snow crossed the deck until she stood directly in front of Rumple.

"I'll ask you again, what do you know," Snow asked with a tight voice and determination in her eyes.

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean," Rumple smugly shrugged as he placed one hand over the other on the handle of his cane.

"Don't lie to me," Snow shook her head. "What did you mean when Emma came back and you said I should listen to my husband? Regina said no harm would come to Emma if Ursula attacked and then told me to listen to Charming. Why?"

"Snow, I hardly think this is the time," Charming gently gripped Snow's bicep.

"Let me ask you," Rumple continued to smirk. "What did you see?"

Snow almost growled as she narrowed her eyes at him again.

Charming looked over at Snow and realized her anger. He knew Rumple couldn't have gotten that reaction unless he had a point or had pressed a button with her.

"Snow? Is there something you're not telling me," Charming carefully, quietly asked.

Snow didn't look away from Rumple, but also didn't get to answer her husband before Hook yelled out to them.

"There's land up ahead. We're about to have company," Hook announced. "This is the Lost Boys territory. Peter Pan's territory, really. The Lost Boys by proxy."

Everyone turned to acknowledge the pirate steering the ship and Snow's expression immediately softened.

Charming's question receded into the back of his mind as all new questions started to form at the forefront.

Snow did some quick thinking and turned to the larger ship that sailed beside them. She moved to the edge of the Jolly Roger and cupped her hands around her mouth to help carry her voice across the ocean water.

"Jack!"

The other pirate turned his head at the sound, but didn't seem to know the direction of the person calling out to him.

Snow tried again.

"Jack!"

Sparrow turned his head further and caught sight of Snow on the other ship.

Snow dropped her hands to the side of the ship and continued to yell.

"We may need your help. Will you be willing to stick with us a little while longer if we agree to some terms?"

"Aye! Come aboard the Pearl and we'll talk demands," he shouted back.

Snow turned to Charming.

"Right now I think Emma still needs some rest and, though I think Regina healed herself, I think she could also use the sleep," Snow informed him. "I say we give them until we reach the shore before I back down to wake them. While they're out, we could use a few extra hands. If Jack agrees to help us, we may just be able to get to Henry faster. Maybe even today."

"I agree."

"Okay," Snow smiled and gave Charming a peck on the lips. "I'll be right back."

"Be careful."

Snow nodded before she grabbed one of the rope from a sail and swung herself from the Jolly Roger toward Jack's ship.

A couple of Jack's crew members caught Snow and helped her sit down on the edge of the ship. Snow let go of the rope and it swung back to the Jolly Roger. She draped her arms over either crew member's shoulders and allowed them to pull her backward onto the Black Pearl. When she set both feet on the ground, she waved to Charming then turned to Jack before she walked up to the Captain's station behind the wheel.

Emma arched her back and deeply inhaled as she started to regain consciousness. When she did so, however, she felt an added weight on her chest and frowned. She groaned and moved her right hand around until she realized she held something soft within it. Her breathing picked up and she slowly opened her eyes.

She moved her hand down over the softness, but the more she moved her hand the more she felt beneath it.

Soft, silky brunette hair.

Also, as her hand moved lower, the weight on her chest shifted. When she heard a quiet hum, her eyes had opened completely and she suddenly became aware of the world around her.

"Regina?"

The woman on top of her licked her lips and turned her head as she pushed away from Emma's warm body.

Regina slowly came back to reality herself as she lifted her head off of Emma's chest, though at the time she didn't realize it was Emma's chest. She looked up toward the head of the bed and her eyes widened the second they landed on Emma's.

"Miss Swan."

It wasn't a question. She knew the blonde haired, green eyed Savior well enough to know she wouldn't fill her dreams with her laying almost entirely on top of the woman. She knew it was real and every moment remembered of how they'd ended up in their current position only served to further support that knowledge.

"Guess I'm not the one who can't keep her hands to herself," Emma joked.

"And yet your hand is on my shoulder," Regina said as she kept her eyes locked on Emma's.

Emma smiled as she held back her laughter. She gripped Regina's shoulder tighter with the hand that had previously been on the back of Regina's head.

Just as Regina rolled her eyes and started to get off Emma, the room door opened.

"Emma, sweetie?"

Snow stopped in her tracks barely inside the room when she saw Regina get to her feet and stand in front of the bunk beds.

Regina held on to the wood panel between the two beds and looked over at Snow when Emma came to stand in front of her. Regina's body faced Emma, her side turned to Snow, while Emma faced the door. Emma stood so close, though, that Regina watched her own breath make a few wisps of blonde hair sway.

"Um, we've reached land," Snow said as she looked from Regina to Emma. "We think Henry's close."

Emma took a step forward with hope in her eyes.

Regina turned toward the door – turned to Snow – with the same hopeful look.

Without realizing it, both Emma and Regina reached out for the other until they held hands.

"Jack has agreed to help us," Snow continued.

"Jack," Regina asked.

Emma turned to Regina.

"Jack Sparrow," Emma explained.

"Like from the movies?"

"You've seen Pirates of the Caribbean," Emma incredulously asked.

"Only because of Henry."

Snow shook her head after she watched the short conversation between the two women then spoke up.

"Right, so Jack's agreed to help. He was trying to find some treasure or something when his ship flipped over and brought him here. He just wants to get back to the sea he knows so he can find his...whatever," Snow waved her hands, not sure what it was exactly that Jack was after. "So I told him we would help him back if he helps us get to Henry."

"Then let's do it. Let's get Henry back," Emma said.

Snow smiled and nodded, but apprehensively looked down at Emma and Regina's joined hands. When the two of them headed toward the room door, she saw Emma and Regina seamlessly let go of the other's hand. She turned to follow the two women toward the hatchway and sighed before she finally went after them.

Hook climbed off the Jolly Roger and onto the dirt when all three women got on deck. Rumple and Charming already stood on land much like Jack and some of his crew. Charming cautiously looked around to ensure their safety, but when he noticed his wife and daughter he faintly smiled with some relief.

"Okay, so what's the plan," Emma asked as she threw a leg over the side of the ship and started to join the others on the ground.

"I have this compass," Jack started as he fiddled with the compass in his hand. "It will point you in the direction of whatever it is your heart desires."

"We use that and it'll lead us to Henry," Emma asked before she turned to see Regina as the brunette tried to remain regal when she started to climb off the ship.

"Aye," Jack answered while Snow, Charming, and Rumple watched Emma.

Emma didn't know why she did it and she honestly didn't even think about it before she reached out and took Regina's hand.

Regina gave only a moment of pause when she looked back and forth from the ground to Emma's hand before she accepted it. She gripped it when she perched herself on the banister then jumped onto the dirt.

When Regina jumped, Emma reached out with her other hand in case the woman needed more support. And for a moment, she did.

Regina stumbled forward a few feet, toward Emma, and braced herself on Emma's shoulder.

"Thank you," Regina breathed out when she steadied herself with her eyes cast down.

Regina looked up and when she met green eyes, Emma shrugged and let go of Regina's hand.

"Which one of you want my compass," Jack said as he waved the device around, completely oblivious to the moment that had occurred between birth mother and adoptive mother.

Everyone, including Emma and Regina, turned to Jack.

"Well, we all want the same thing, right," Emma asked. "I guess any one of us could take it."

Charming noticed Snow try to get down from the ship and went over to help her. Snow didn't need much help, but Charming gently placed a hand on her lower back and stayed close as she dropped down from the ship. He wrapped an arm around her waist and the two sidled up to Regina who remained at Emma's side.

"Well, not all of us," Hook piped up.

Emma narrowed her eyes and prepared herself to glare at him. She hadn't liked where it seemed the pirate seemed to go with his statement.

"I want you to get your boy back, but I wouldn't put that compass in my hands," Hook finished.

"Maybe one of us would be the best choice," Regina spoke up and turned to Emma.

"Right," Emma gave a single nod before she stepped forward and took the compass from Jack.

She looked down at it briefly while the pointer spun around a few times, but looked up before it settled on a direction. She stuck out her hand and offered the compass to Regina.

"You should take it," Emma suggested.

Regina furrowed her brow and shook her head.

"I don't understand," Regina said.

"You've been wanting to be with Henry much longer than I have. He's been staying with me for a while and I know that it bugs you how little you've gotten to see him. I can't think of anyone who wants to find him more than you. You're our best chance at getting him back," Emma explained.

Regina stood speechless with her lips parted as she looked from Emma's eyes to the compass. After a few seconds, she took it from the younger woman. The pointer started to spin again and Regina took that time to look up at Emma again.

"Thank you...again," she said.

Emma didn't respond. She just stared at Regina and watched the brunette look down at the compass.

The pointer stopped and Regina looked up in the direction it suggested.

"It says he's that way," Regina pointed along with the compass and the others all looked in that direction.

"Into the woods we go," Hook gravely said.

Charming unsheathed his sword while Hook took the lead into the woods.

"My men will stay and guard the ships," Jack said to Charming and Snow. "I'll join you to make sure nothing happens to my compass, savvy?"

"Sure," Charming agreed with quizzically furrowed brows before he looked back at his family. "Whatever you do, stay behind me. Regina can handle herself with her magic, but Emma..."

Charming waited until he had his attention.

Emma looked at him, already a little upset because she could tell he was about to say something she wouldn't want to hear.

"You're kind of defenseless so I need you to just hang back. Okay?"

"What?! You're benching me? Come on! I can do this," Emma angrily insisted.

"He's right," Regina sadly said without looking at Emma.

It appeared as though Regina really didn't want to admit that particular truth. Part of her seemed almost pained to say it.

"Seriously," Emma disbelievingly asked as she turned to Regina. "You think I'm defenseless too?"

"Emma, honey," Snow calmly started. "It's just like in the Enchanted Forest. You're out of your element."

"What if I had a gun," Emma asked as quickly shut off her emotional valve for a moment of true hopefulness.

"Guns won't do much damage here," Charming informed her. "Like your mother said, it's like the Enchanted Forest."

"Well, then I do know some magic," Emma tried another tactic.

Regina shook her head.

"You haven't practiced nearly enough," Regina said with a bit of warning.

"And you don't know how to wield a sword," Charming added.

"What about Mom," Emma asked as she hysterically motioned to Snow. "She doesn't have any weapons and you trust her to take care of herself."

Regina looked down at the ground, partially guilty and partially sad, as she flicked her wrist.

Purple smoke clouded Snow's left shoulder and her right hand for a moment then dissipated. The cleared smoke revealed several arrows in a carrier slung over Snow's left shoulder and a bow in her right hand.

"Thank you," Snow quietly expressed her gratitude to Regina.

"You're kidding me," Emma shook her head.

"Emma, just stay behind me," Charming said with a much softer, more fatherly tone.

Emma scoffed.

"Guess this is what it's like not to have anyone believe in you," Emma bitterly said before she directed her attention to Regina. "Oh, wait. I already knew what that feels like. God, I know I still owe you an apology for the Archie thing, but I seriously thought you were done with your revenge kick."

Regina finally looked up and apologetically stared into Emma's eyes.

"I know I wouldn't depend on myself to save our asses if things go horribly wrong, not if all I've got to use is magic, but I brought us back to the ship. I did that and you never taught me how," Emma shot daggers with her eyes at Regina as she closed the distance between them. "You may have saved me from Ursula, but I got us out of that hell hole. I'm not defenseless. I'm not...useless."

"I never said-" Regina tried to argue or even defend herself, but Emma wouldn't let her finish.

"You didn't have to. You still think of me as the annoying woman who isn't fit to be in Henry's life who's only good at being a threat to you."

Emma turned and walked past her parents toward where Hook had disappeared behind several low hanging trees then continued.

"And I'm not five. I can take care of myself. I know how to fight. I was a bounty hunter for God's sake and I bounced around from one abusive foster home to the next. I know how to get out of sticky situations. If I need your help, I'll let you know, but I will not follow you guys around like some incompetent princess."

"Emma," Charming called after her like a sorry parent who only wanted their child to understand where they were coming from.

And that's exactly what he was.

"It's okay," Snow assured him as she patted Charming's back. "She'll need a few minutes to calm down and then we can try to explain it to her. It's sort of like what I had to do in the Enchanted Forest...except I don't remember her being as emotional."

"That's because in the Enchanted Forest she didn't have to worry about whether or not her son was okay," Regina growled.

Rumple chuckled as he leisurely leaned against one of the many nearby trees. He'd been forgotten and yet again, had access to the dysfunctional family show staring the Charmings and the former Evil Queen.

Regina turned to glare at him.

"Well done, dearie," Rumple sarcastically complimented her. "I told you she'd see the real you. How long was it that she was on your side before she realized...you'll never change."

What started out as a question turned into a twisted statement spoken in an inappropriately proud tone. Rumple's eyes glittered over with dark amusement, his focus solely on Regina.

Regina clenched her fists until she almost crushed the compass. When she felt the object sharply press into her palm, surely hard enough to leave a bruising indentation, she unclenched her fists.

"That's it! What the hell is going on," Charming asked. "First Snow wants to know what you know about Regina and now this? Fess up, Gold."

Rumple grinned.

"Why don't you ask Regina what the compass has to say about what just happened," Rumple kept his gaze on Regina and nodded at the compass in her hand.

Regina narrowed her eyes at him for a moment before she let his words control her actions. She looked down to inspect the compass, which had slightly changed direction since the last time she'd looked at it. A few seconds later, the pointer slowly adjusted in what appeared to be a calculated movement.

"You people have issues," Jack gruffly spoke up. "By any chance, are any of you related?"

Snow sighed.

Rumple laughed.

Regina rolled her eyes.

"It's complicated," Charming said without further explanation.

Jack smiled and attempted to stifle a laugh then strutted forward.

"Shall we," Jack asked as he motioned toward the direction Emma and Hook had headed in.

"Yes, let's get on with it," Regina grumbled and headed where the compass told her she wanted to go.

Three days ago

When he woke up, the sun was out and he was alone. He wasn't sure if he should be thankful for that or if it was worse to be abandoned in what appeared to be the middle of nowhere.

He was hungry and completely parched. The last thing he remembered eating was cereal for breakfast the morning he was abducted. He was sure that had only been yesterday, but being outside of Storybrooke, in another world, had been disorienting. He assumed when he woke up, he'd be in his bed at Emma's apartment and it would have only been a dream.

As he looked around at the wooded, forest-like area he didn't remember seeing in his book of fairy tales, he sadly decided it had all been real.

The sun shifted in the sky and trees no longer kept from the harsh rays. He not only had to squint to see beyond the bars of the cage but control his breathing to regulate his body temperature. He didn't remember the sun being so bold and bright the day before. Everything seemed against him.

After more than a simple, much expected seen of sweat coated his little body, some rustling sounded from one side of the clearing he was stuck in the center of. He turned to see a man emerge from behind low hanging branches with thick, droopy leaves that reminded Henry of a willow tree.

Henry narrowed his eyes into angry slits when he identified the man as Greg.

"Hey," Greg greeted with a subtle, though still delectable, slimy grin.

"Unless you brought food, you should leave," Henry bitterly said as he gripped his hands around the cage bars.

Greg chuckled.

"I didn't bring food. What kind of food do you think I'd be able to bring you anyway? Take a look around, Henry. We're on an island in the middle of Neverland."

"I just talked to the others," a female voice, a little out of breath, spoke up as a woman appeared from the same area Greg had. "They said it shouldn't be long before he comes to see the boy."

"Good."

Henry glared at Tamara.

"Oh, would you look at that," Greg laughed as he kept his eyes on Henry. "He looks every bit like Regina."

"Yeah? And just like her, you don't know what I'm capable of," Henry threatened.

"Actually, Henry, I know exactly what your mom is capable of and guess what? It doesn't scare me because I can do much worse."

"I doubt that," Henry said.

Greg snickered then turned to Tamara.

"Any idea why it's taking so long for him to see if he's the one they're looking for," Greg asked as he pointed to Henry.

"Apparently, we weren't the only ones to get through to this land," Tamara answered after she looked Henry over.

"It's my moms. I told you they'd come for me," Henry smirked.

Tamara laughed in his face.

"From what I hear," Tamara started as she stepped closer to the cage. "They won't get past him. They may be coming to save you, but that doesn't mean they'll be successful."

Henry flared at her like a caged animal, which fit his description due to his position behind bamboo bars.

"They'll die just like Neal," Tamara told him with a wide and wicked grin.

Henry growled.

"He was way too good for you even before we all knew you were evil," Henry said as he continued to glare at her.

"He was an idiot," Greg interjected.

"He was better than either of you will ever be," Henry snarled.

Tamara shook her head.

"He didn't want to help our cause," she shrugged. "I think it's only fair he and the rest of your family are out of the picture."

"We should get back to the camp," Greg said as he gently grabbed Tamara's bicep, his eyes solely on Henry.

Henry angrily stared at both Greg and Tamara.

"We'll see you later, Henry," Tamara said with a smug expression. "That is, if you're still alive by then."

Greg and Tamara went back into the woods from the direction they had arrived from.

Henry huffed and stepped back from the front of the cage. He hit the back of the cage with a light, unheard thud and leaned against it before he sank to his butt. His knees reached his chest when he slid down the bars and frowned, almost pouted.

"They'll save me," Henry said to no one in particular. "I know they will."

Note: The next chapter is technically finished, but there are a few things I need to fix if not cut out entirely. It should be up later tonight, though originally I was going to update all 3 of the latest chapters at the same time. But I figured I'd at least give you a taste of the battle that's coming up. :)

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