Chapter sixty three

-Forest- 8.00pm-

Henry struggled against his binds again, he had spent the last couple hours just observing the Lost Boys and he had to admit that what he saw was quite depressing.

He knew that there was a time when he probably would have done anything to get away from his mother and go to Neverland, but now he would give anything to go back to her and his blonde mother.

All of these boys had a depressed look on their faces, all as if they were missing something. The only one that looked happy was Pan himself, even Wendy looked as if they was anywhere else she would wish to be.

Pan looked up at the brunette boy and smirked at the look on his face, "starting to wonder whether they'll ever show up? I wonder if they even know that you're missing yet."

"They still have four hours, you know if you wanted to win, you probably shouldn't have given them so much time," Henry sneered.

"Time that they are probably spending believing that Felix is you, they'll probably be singing Happy Birthday to him right as I'm ripping out your heart," he smirked and crossed his arms triumphantly.

"My mom will know…" Henry said rather indecisively, he was beginning to feel some doubts seep in. He had honestly thought that his mother would have been here sooner, for all she knew, he had already been brutally attacked by the Neverland demon, but he reminded himself just how many heroes there were in his family. Even if they took to the last second, he was sure that they wouldn't allow anything to happen to him. Though he could hardly deny that he wanted to not have to wait another four hours.

Pan smirked when he saw the seeds of doubt he how sowed, he just couldn't pass up the opportunity to torture the boy even if he already had him in his clutches.

Though he probably wouldn't have been as excited if he knew what was happening across town.

-Station- 8.30pm-

Emma leaned her head on her hands and stared at the clock, "it's been more than half an hour," she grumbled to herself.

She had been shocked when Regina and Cora had willingly gone out for coffee, she had expected her girlfriend to rip out the teen's heart as soon as the minute hand struck, but she seemed to have more faith her the saviour's plan than she had herself at this point.

"It will work, sweetheart, he was clearly effected by your words," Snow sighed as she fell into the seat next to her daughter.

David looked over from his desk where he had been trying to get some work done in an attempt to distract himself, he could tell that a conversation was about to ensue. He could clearly hear the pair of them and he had the feeling that for now, Emma would be more comfortable talking to her mother since she had apparently known her for longer in the other timeline, so he continued to pretend to work.

Emma looked at her lap and then turned her head towards the brunette, "was you effected by them?"

Snow smiled weakly and said, "it was rather hard to hear…but…I understand."

The blonde thought about the woman from the other timeline who she assumed was incapable of understanding basic human reactions to things. She had wondered whether she had ever understood just what being in the foster system generally meant for most people. It would appear, that this version of her mother had experienced enough to be able to actually talk about the past.

"I know that I probably should have talked to you before…"

"It's okay, I can wait as long as you need to talk about the past, and we can do it in any way that you're comfortable with," Snow assured.

Emma thought back to what Archie said, she wanted to talk to her mother about everything, but she also didn't want to do it right now, or in this forum.

Snow waited for a reply patiently and Emma finally decided to put her idea out there, "you know I was thinking…" she began and then looked over at her father and waited until he looked over, she had no doubt that he had been listening to all of this. He finally did and she continued, "maybe you could come to one of my therapy sessions with me."

The brunette had to hold back a smile and instead looked over to her husband to see if he felt the same and it soon became clear that he did.

Leaning forward, she lay her hand on the other woman's arm and squeezed her arm lightly, "that is an excellent idea, sweetheart, we'll come whenever you're ready to have us there."

The saviour let out a sigh of relief, she didn't know why she always had the innate fear of sounding stupid to her parents, but she was sure that this was something that Archie could help her with.

"It may take a while," she laughed.

"We're very patient," David replied with a somewhat contended sigh.

-Diner- 8.45-

Regina leaned against the counter and her mother noted the tension within her shoulders.

"Emma's plan will work, dear," she tried to assure.

Regina seemed to blink out of her thoughts and then looked up at her mother, "I have no doubt, but I won't be able to relax until Henry is back home, celebrating his birthday."

Cora nodded her understanding and after a moment of silence she said, "I know this may not be the time…"

Regina held up her hand to stop her mother from saying it, "it's not something that we need to discuss, mother."

"It's natural to want to discuss a parent's new relationship."

Regina cringed and then sighed deeply, "I was under no impression that you loved father, I have no issue with this being a 'new relationship', I take issue with the person you chose to enter in it with."

Cora nodded and replied, "I have been thinking about this for a while, I know that he made your life a living hell, so I planned to offer you this choice. If you ask I will end it at the next opportunity."

The younger woman pinched the bridge of her nose and said, "you don't have to do that, I just need time to adjust to the idea. Until then, I would prefer that you not flaunt the fact that it is happening."

"We don't plan to flaunt anything," Cora laughed.

"Then there's no issue."

The older woman seemed to relax marginally and turned to accept the to-go cups that the waitress offered to her.

Regina was about to take half when her phone rang out with a text.

She resisted the urge to laugh as her mother jumped at the noise, then her slight smile fell when she remembered just how funny Henry found how afraid she got sometimes.

Looking down at the screen, she sighed in relief as she read the message from David, 'Emma is talking to him right now, it looks as though she may get the answer soon.'

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