I'm curious as to what it would've been like. However I don't think it would be better if they did it this way. I mean there would be a HUGE plot hole about Emma not noticing everyone else not aging, except her. But I thought I'd make my own version of what I think the first episode would've been like. I'm not going to be doing this with every episode because it would just be a big mess and it's not worth it. This is just for fun. It's only going to be montrer things from the real world, not the fairy-tale world. Please let me know what toi think and don't take anything about this too seriously, it's just for fun.
It was a cold night in a small town in Maine called Storybrooke where the Mayor, Regina Mills, was waiting in her house impatiently. She had been lonely and wished to have a child to keep her company, a baby boy is what she desired. The Mayor had everything that a woman would want; beauty, intelligence, power, and was very wealthy. Well, almost everything, even with all of those things she had not a friend in the world, except for Sheriff Graham, and no one to keep her company on her lonely days.
Finally she heard a knock at the door, she rushed to answer it, and there was Mr. Gold, the owner of the town. He was the only one who was wealthier, plus powerful, and plus feared than Regina. In his arms he held a small baby, only two weeks old. However she could tell from the blanket she was rapped in, which a dit Emma, it was a girl, much to her dismay.
"What the hell is this?" asked the frustrated Regina.
"It's Godzilla. What does it look like? It's a baby" answered Mr. Gold.
"I can see that! But it's a girl, I a dit very clearly that I wanted a boy" a dit Regina firmly.
"Well the orphanage toi adopted her from didn't have any baby boys, it was either her ou nothing" a dit Mr. Gold.
"Then take her back and lets get a boy from a different one" a dit Regina.
"That's not how I do things. toi asked for a favor, to bring toi a baby, and I brought her to you" a dit Mr. Gold.
"I a dit I wanted a boy!" reminded Regina.
"I know that but I never promised I would bring toi a boy, I promised toi I'd bring toi a baby" a dit Mr. Gold.
"Now listen here I..." started Regina.
She paused for moment when she noticed the little baby grab her finger. She stared at the little baby girl, she smiled, and thought that this little baby was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Mr. or handed the child to Regina and walked away without even a word. Regina continued to smile as she brought this beautiful miracle into her home, she rocked it, sang a little lullaby until she fell asleep, placed her in her crib, kissed her on her forehead, and whispered "Welcome to Storybrooke, Emma."
As the years went par Emma and Regina's relationship has been quite mixed. They were quite close when Emma was a little girl but when she became a teenager they were really strained, she even ran away from accueil when she was sixteen. Regina was always strict, controlling, critical, and didn't quite understand her daughter. However she kept trying to bring them closer but they always backfired on her. Emma wanted to live her own life, to be herself, for her mother to stop criticizing everything she did, and just like every adopted child, to know who her real parents were and why they gave her up.
Now at twenty-eight years old she's a deputy to Sheriff Graham, her only friend. She lived in an apartment, it was quite small but Emma considered it good enough. Tonight was her birthday and was spending it watching TV eating a bag of chips. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and when she went to answer it the person at the door was her mother, with Graham along with her.
"Mom, Graham, hi! What are toi guys doing here?" asked Emma.
"It's your birthday honey and we're here to help toi celebrate" answered Regina.
"Mom, I told toi I don't wanna celebrate my birthday. Birthdays are for kids, I'm a little too old for this" a dit Emma.
"Oh don't be ridiculous" a dit Regina as she just walked on in with Graham.
"Mom, are toi even listening to me?" asked the annoyed Emma.
"Oh sue me, I wanna celebrated with my daughter on her birthday. Come on, I got toi a present and a small cake and it's your favorite, chocolate" a dit Regina as she handed Emma her present.
She up-rapped the paper and opened the box to find a red leather jacket.
"Mom, this is the veste I wanted from the store. toi really shouldn't have" a dit Emma.
"Don't be ridiculous, it's your birthday and I knew you'd l’amour it" a dit Regina. "Now go ahead and try it on." Emma did as so and Regina just smiled and looked at her. "You truly are the fairest of them all."
"Mom, don't toi think I'm too old for toi to still be saying that?" asked Emma.
"I'll stop saying it when toi stop being the most beautiful girl in the world" answered Regina
Regina then set up a cake and lit the candles for her daughter to make a wish.
"Really mom?" questioned the snarky Emma.
"Come on Emma, it's your birthday, make a wish" a dit Graham.
Emma rolled her eyes, leaned down, closed her eyes, and in her mind wished that something extraordinary would happen in her life. At that moment there was a knock at the door, Emma went to answer it and to her surprise it was a little boy, about ten years old.
"Um... can I help you?" asked the confused Emma.
"Are toi Emma Mills?" asked the boy.
"Yeah, who are you?" asked Emma.
"My name is Henry Swan, I'm your son" answered the boy.
"Your what?" questioned Regina.
Henry just came in while Regina just stared at Emma with disapproval and Emma just groaned.
"Kid, kid, kid! I don't have a son. Where are your parents?" a dit Emma.
"I don't have any, well, technically I found my mom" a dit Henry.
"What makes toi so sure that she's your mother?" asked Regina.
"Ten years il y a did toi give up a baby for adoption?" asked Henry. Emma didn't respond but toi could tell that the answer was yes. "That was me."
"Emma, can I talk to toi alone for a minute?" asked Regina as her and Emma left the room. "What the hell is going on? When were toi going to tell me I'm a grandmother?"
"Never because I didn't think I'd see this kid again" answered Emma.
"When did this happen?" asked Regina.
"Remember when I ran away when I was sixteen? Well I was with this guy for a while, we did it, and later he got me arrested" answered Emma.
"You got arrested?" questioned Regina.
"Just thought I'd let toi know since apparently keeping secrets from toi has gone down the drain" a dit Emma.
"Great, so my daughter went to jail and is the mother of a ten an old" criticized Regina. "Who's the father?"
"No one we have to worry about, he doesn't even know that the kid exists and I don't plan on telling him, in fact I don't plan on seeing him period" answered Emma.
"So now what are toi going to do?" asked Regina.
"I don't know" answered Emma.
"Well I suggest toi get in there and deal with this" a dit Regina.
"Mom will toi get off my ass?" asked Emma.
"No, I won't. Now get your cul, ass in there and deal with this!" demanded Regina.
"Just give me a minute to catch my breath" a dit Emma.
"Fine! While toi do that I'm going to get that little boy something to eat and drink. The poor think must be starving and dying of thirst" a dit Regina as she walked back into the room. "Hello sweetheart. Would toi like some cake?"
"Sure!" answered Henry.
"Would toi like some pomme jus, jus de with it?" asked Regina.
"NO! I'm... uh... allergic to apples" a dit Henry.
"Oh, okay. How about some grain de raisin, raisin juice?" asked Regina.
"Okay. Where's my mom?" asked Henry.
"Right here. We need to talk. How did toi find me?" a dit Emma.
"I went through my records at the orphanage" answered Henry.
"Well where do toi live?" asked Emma.
"I live at the orphanage on 44th not telling ya street" answered Henry.
"Look kid..." started Emma.
"Emma, it's too late to get him home. Just let him stay here for the night and we'll figure out what to do with him in the morning" a dit Regina
"Alright" groaned Emma.
As the evening went par everyone just remained awkwardly silent. There would be the occasional conversation, which was still quite awkward. When Regina and Graham finally left Emma was both relieved and scared.
"Finally, I thought they'd never leave. Now we can talk" a dit Henry as he went through his bag.
"What are toi talking about about kid?" asked Emma.
"You know I have a name? It's Henry, toi should know, I heard toi gave me that name" a dit Henry.
"What are toi looking for anyway ki... I mean... Henry?" asked Emma.
"My book, I want toi to look at it" a dit Henry.
"Aren't toi a little old to need someone to read toi a bedtime story?" asked Emma.
"Their not bedtime stories" a dit Henry.
"They're fairy-tales" a dit Emma.
"No, every story in this book actually happened" a dit Henry.
"Sure they did kid" Emma humored him.
"They did! toi should know better than anyone" a dit Henry.
"Why's that?" asked Emma.
"Because you're in this book" answered Henry.
"Oh kid toi have problems" a dit Emma.
"No, this town has the problems and you're gonna fix them. Every fairy-tale character from the Il était une fois Forest was sent here, the Evil Queen did it with a curse" a dit Henry.
"Hang on, the Evil Queen sent a bunch of fairy-tale characters here?" questioned Emma.
"Yeah and now they're trapped" answered Henry.
"Frozen in time, stuck in Storybrooke Maine, that's what you're going with?" questioned Emma.
"It's true!" claimed Henry.
"Then why doesn't everyone just leave?" asked Emma.
"They can't, if they do bad things happen" answered Henry.
"Kid, I've lived here my whole life and when I was sixteen I ran away from home. I managed to leave Storybrooke and nothing happened to me when I tried to leave" a dit Emma.
"You're different, you're special. You're the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. You're the only one who can break the Evil Queen's curse" a dit Henry.
"Alrighty, I'll play along. Who are Snow White and Prince Charming suppose to be?" asked Emma.
"I don't know, I just got into town. But I know who the Evil Queen is" answered Henry.
"Okay, who's she?" asked Emma.
"You're mom, well you're adopted mom" answered Henry.
"My mom? Okay me and her don't really get along so well but evil is a bit of an extreme." a dit Emma.
"It's true!" a dit Henry.
"Look, it's been a long night and it's almost..." started Emma.
"Time's La Reine des Neiges here! Haven't toi noticed that no one else here has aged? All the kids toi went to school with haven't aged?" asked Henry.
"I never went to school. I was accueil schooled as a kid" a dit Emma.
"See, you're mom was trying to keep it from toi par keeping toi away from everyone" a dit Henry.
"Kid, it's late and toi really should be getting to bed. toi can sleep in my lit and I'll sleep on the coach" a dit Emma.
They both went to bed, Henry went right to sleep but Emma kept tossing and turning on the coach. She went into the cuisine to get something to help her sleep. However just as she was going back to lit something convinced her to go look in on Henry. She gazed at the small child as he slept. As she scared she grew a smile on her face. She got up the nerve to stoke his hair as he slept. She was tempted to Kiss him but backed away because she was afraid of becoming too attached to this child.
The suivant morning Emma awoke, went to fix breakfast, and went to wake up Henry. However to her surprise he was gone. She questioned if it was all just a dream but the lit was unmade so he must have been there. She ran to the phone to call Graham.
"Hello" answered Graham.
"Graham, toi know that little boy who was here last night and claimed to be my son? He's gone!" a dit Emma.
"Calm down Emma! He couldn't have gone too far" reasoned Graham.
"Are toi joking? This kid came here from who knows where. Who knows how far he could have gone?" freaked out Emma.
"Emma, he came a long way to see toi so I don't think he'd leave just after one night with you. He's gotta be somewhere in Storybrooke. Ask around and see if anyone's seen him" a dit Graham.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Emma quickly rushed to the door and it was Henry but with him was the Elementary school teacher, Mary-Margret Blanchard. She was a very kind, sweet, caring, and beautiful woman. Emma had seen her in town and occasionally passed her in the hallway because they both lived in the same apartment building.
"Never mind Graham, someone found them" a dit Emma as she hanged up. "Where the hell have toi did toi go kid? toi almost gave me a cœur, coeur attack."
"I found him walking around town asking people questions. I've never seen him before, he claims that he knows you" a dit Mary-Margret.
"Yeah he's my... uh..." a dit the awkward Emma.
"She's my mom" a dit Henry.
"Oh... well... congratulations Emma" a dit Mary-Margret.
"Well, thanks for your help Ms. Blanchard, I can take care of it from here. Thank toi so much for finding him" a dit Emma.
"No problem" a dit Mary-Margret as she walked away.
Emma pulled Henry inside and closed the door.
"What the hell were toi doing kid? toi can't just run off and walk around a strange town all alone" criticized Emma.
"I was gathering information for Operation Cobra" answered Henry.
"What's Operation Cobra?" asked Emma.
"It's the name of our mission for ending the curse. I found out who some of the people here are. Dr. Hopper is Jimminy Cricket, The owner of Granny's lit and Breakfast and her granddaughter are Little Red-Riding capuche, hotte and her granny, and Ms. Blanchard is your mom, Snow White" a dit Henry.
"Kid are toi still on that book thing?" asked Emma.
"Yeah, because it's true. Haven't toi noticed that when toi turned twenty-eight that the old clock started working. I've asked around and before yesterday everyone a dit it never worked. The battle will begin soon" a dit Henry.
"I'm not fighting any battles kid" a dit Emma.
"Yes toi are, it's you're destiny, you're going to bring back the happy endings" a dit Henry.
"Kid will toi quit it with the book crap?" asked the hostile Emma.
"You don't have to be hostile, I know toi like me, I can tell. I know you're just pushing me away because I make toi feel guilty. It's alright, I know why toi gave me away... toi wanted to give me my best chance" a dit Henry.
Emma paused for a moment as she gathered her thoughts. "How do toi know that?"
"Because it's the same reason why Snow White gave toi away" answered Henry.
"Listen to me kid, I'm not in any book. I'm a real person and I'm no savior. toi were right about one thing though, I wanted toi to have your best chance but it's not with me. Now it's time to tell me where you're from so I can take toi back" a dit Emma.
"You can't! Please don't!" pleaded Henry.
"Kid, I have to, I'm sure you're parents are worried sick about you" a dit Emma.
"I don't have parents, I don't even have a family! I had one once when I was five but when I was six they were finally able to have their own kids and they sent me back. My life sucks! I'm not making this up, just use you're superpower. Everyone told me that as the deputy you're able to tell when people are lying" a dit Henry.
Emma could see that he was telling the truth. "Kid, I'm not parent material. If toi need a accueil it's not with me" a dit Emma.
"I don't need to stay with you, just don't send me back there, please!" pleaded Henry.
"I know it must hurt having a family get rid of you, I know the pain of abandonment. My parents left me on the side of a freeway when I was just a baby, they didn't even bother to send me to a hospitable" a dit Emma.
"You're parents didn't abandon you, that's just where toi came out. When toi came through the wardrobe that's just where toi came out. Ms. Blanchard is you're real mom, the mom toi have is evil" a dit Henry.
"Kid, look, my mom isn't evil. She gets on my nerves, doesn't listen to me, criticizes me, is difficult, and as a kid I didn't think she even loved me. But she raised me and she loves me. She's the only parent I ever had and part of the reason we're not close is my fault too, I'm very difficult. Another reason toi don't want to have me as a mom" a dit Emma.
"Yes I do. I'd give anything to get away from that place. The other kids bully me, the adults call me stupid and beat me. I don't care if I have to live in the woods, I just want to be away from there. Besides toi need someone to help toi break the curse" a dit Henry.
"Kid where did toi even get this book?" asked Emma.
"From a man named August Booth" answered Henry.
August Booth? Really?" questioned Emma.
"It's true!" proclaimed Henry.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. It was Regina, who seemed very upbeat.
"Mom! What are toi doing here?" asked Emma.
"I'm here to help you. I found out where this child was from and toi can take him back tonight" a dit Regina.
"Uh... Henry, go into the other room while I talk with my mom" a dit Emma. Henry left and had a disappointed look on his face.
"Henry?" questioned Regina.
"Yes, I gave him that name when he was born. I thought it was the least I could do" a dit Emma.
"Well, either way he's from Boston and is in a Foster accueil on 29th Street. No need to thank me for getting toi out of this mess" a dit Regina.
"Actually I'm not sure if I'm going to take him back. I'm thinking about keeping him" a dit Emma.
Regina's face at that moment had a critical expression. "I'm not so sure that's a good idea. A child needs a lot of attention, help, and are a big responsibility. I just don't think you're ready to become a mother. You're not exactly very responsible and you're someone who likes to just look out for yourself" a dit Regina.
"Well maybe I am ready to be a mom and take on responsibility" a dit Emma.
"Oh honey, I l’amour toi but I know you're not ready yet. toi don't even have any room for him here in your apartment. You're really not ready for responsibility, especially like this. Take my conseil Emma only one of us knows what's best for this child" a dit Regina.
"Why do toi always have to criticize me?" asked Emma.
"I'm not criticizing you, I'm helping you" answered Regina.
"Well, I don't need you're help and I don't want it either. I just wish for once toi could try to be supportive. toi never believe in me unless it's something toi want me to do. Well, I want to do this. This kid needs his best chance and I think that's with me" a dit Emma.
"Emma, I'm only thinking of what's best for toi and my grandson. I called the Foster accueil and they're expecting him there tonight, try not to be there too late" a dit Regina as she left.
Hours went par and Emma couldn't help but feel like her mother was right. She's not responsible and maybe she isn't ready for this. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, it was Mary-Margret.
"Ms. Blanchard, can I help you?" asked Emma.
"I found Henry's book at the park and I thought he'd want it back" a dit Mary-Margret.
"Oh thanks" a dit Emma.
"Is there something wrong?" asked Mary-Margret.
"No, yeah, maybe, I don't know" answered Emma.
"It's about Henry isn't it? toi want to keep him but you're not sure if you're ready" a dit Mary-Margret.
"How did toi know all that?" asked Emma.
"I guess I can read between the lines, plus I heard toi and your mom talking in the hallway. I know it's not my place but I think that since toi want to keep him and someone is telling toi that toi can't do it just means toi have to keep him. Mother's never know when they're ready to take care of a child, they just learn on the job" a dit Mary-Margret.
"Why do toi feel so strongly about this?" asked Emma.
"I don't know. I guess I just l’amour kids and to see them with their mothers makes me feel like everyone should feel that kind of love. Plus I know it's weird, since we hardly know each other, I just feel like I know toi really well somehow. I know it's crazy. But I do really think that toi and Henry are exactly what toi both need. Well, I guess I'll just got now, I'll see toi in the hallway" a dit Mary-Margret as she left.
Emma felt conflicted but plus confident that she could do this and scared at the same time. Emma however decided to go to Boston and didn't tell Henry where they were going. Finally they arrived at the Foster accueil and Henry was horrified.
"Please don't take me back there!" pleaded Henry.
"I have to..." started Emma.
"Please don't, they'll beat me and..." started Henry.
"You didn't let me finish. I have to so I can adopt toi and take toi accueil with me" a dit Emma.
"Really?" question Henry with delight.
"Yeah, I want to keep toi kid. You're my reason for living, I hardly know toi but I feel a connection with you. I want to get to know toi and give toi a good home. I gave toi away to give toi your best chance but now I see your best chance is me" a dit Emma.
Henry gave Emma a hug and even began to cry tears of joy. "I knew toi would help me, just like you're going to help everyone."
"I don't know about helping everyone but I am here to help you, Henry" a dit Emma as she kissed the haut, retour au début of her son's head.
Back at Storybrooke Regina was looking through some old family albums of her and Emma. How she longed for the days for when her little girl needed her, she tried to fool herself into thinking she still needed her. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, it was Mr. Gold.
"Mr. Gold, what a surprise" a dit Regina in an emotionless voice. "May I help you?"
"I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I'd congratulate the lucky grandmother" answered Mr. Gold.
"No congratulations are necessary. Emma took the boy back and should be back any minute now" a dit Regina.
"Really? Because I just saw your daughter with that boy getting ice cream, two peas in a pod they were" a dit Mr. Gold.
"What?" questioned Regina.
"It seemed Mary-Margret Blanchard really had an impact on her" a dit Mr. Gold.
"Mary-Margret Blanchard?" questioned Regina.
"Yes, I was collecting the rent and I overheard them talking. At least no toi have a grandson named Henry. I believe toi wanted a baby boy so toi could name him Henry. Such a lovely name" a dit Mr. Gold. "Whatever was so important about that name that toi wanted a boy so badly?"
"I don't believe that's any of your business" answered Regina.
"Just curious, since toi wanted a boy so much" a dit Mr. Gold.
"Yes, but they didn't have a boy and instead I got my wonderful Emma" a dit Regina.
"Glad toi feel that way because I lied, there was actually plenty of baby boys where I got Emma" confessed Mr. Gold.
"What? toi lied about this? toi broke our deal!" cried out the enraged Regina.
"No I didn't. There's only one deal in my entire life that I've broken and I can guarantee that it wasn't that deal" a dit Mr.Gold.
"Our deal was for toi to bring me a baby boy!" cried out Regina.
"No, toi requested a baby boy, I never promised I would make your request happen. Our deal was for me to bring toi a baby, which I did" Mr. or corrected. "Speaking of Emma have toi noticed that on her birthday that the old clock started working, then when she left with her boy it just stopped, and when she came back it just started working again? Quite interesting isn't it?"
"There's a reason toi brought me Emma isn't there? Who is she?" asked Regina.
"I would say toi know exactly who she is" answered Mr. Gold. "Now I really must be going."
Regina ran in front of Mr. or determined to find out what she wants to know. " Tell me what toi know about her!" she demanded.
"I'm not going to answer toi dear" answered Mr. Gold. "So I suggest toi excuse me... please..."
At that moment Regina moved out of Mr. Gold's way. The mysterious man then walked away as Regina just stared with frustration, curiosity, and fear.
It was a cold night in a small town in Maine called Storybrooke where the Mayor, Regina Mills, was waiting in her house impatiently. She had been lonely and wished to have a child to keep her company, a baby boy is what she desired. The Mayor had everything that a woman would want; beauty, intelligence, power, and was very wealthy. Well, almost everything, even with all of those things she had not a friend in the world, except for Sheriff Graham, and no one to keep her company on her lonely days.
Finally she heard a knock at the door, she rushed to answer it, and there was Mr. Gold, the owner of the town. He was the only one who was wealthier, plus powerful, and plus feared than Regina. In his arms he held a small baby, only two weeks old. However she could tell from the blanket she was rapped in, which a dit Emma, it was a girl, much to her dismay.
"What the hell is this?" asked the frustrated Regina.
"It's Godzilla. What does it look like? It's a baby" answered Mr. Gold.
"I can see that! But it's a girl, I a dit very clearly that I wanted a boy" a dit Regina firmly.
"Well the orphanage toi adopted her from didn't have any baby boys, it was either her ou nothing" a dit Mr. Gold.
"Then take her back and lets get a boy from a different one" a dit Regina.
"That's not how I do things. toi asked for a favor, to bring toi a baby, and I brought her to you" a dit Mr. Gold.
"I a dit I wanted a boy!" reminded Regina.
"I know that but I never promised I would bring toi a boy, I promised toi I'd bring toi a baby" a dit Mr. Gold.
"Now listen here I..." started Regina.
She paused for moment when she noticed the little baby grab her finger. She stared at the little baby girl, she smiled, and thought that this little baby was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Mr. or handed the child to Regina and walked away without even a word. Regina continued to smile as she brought this beautiful miracle into her home, she rocked it, sang a little lullaby until she fell asleep, placed her in her crib, kissed her on her forehead, and whispered "Welcome to Storybrooke, Emma."
As the years went par Emma and Regina's relationship has been quite mixed. They were quite close when Emma was a little girl but when she became a teenager they were really strained, she even ran away from accueil when she was sixteen. Regina was always strict, controlling, critical, and didn't quite understand her daughter. However she kept trying to bring them closer but they always backfired on her. Emma wanted to live her own life, to be herself, for her mother to stop criticizing everything she did, and just like every adopted child, to know who her real parents were and why they gave her up.
Now at twenty-eight years old she's a deputy to Sheriff Graham, her only friend. She lived in an apartment, it was quite small but Emma considered it good enough. Tonight was her birthday and was spending it watching TV eating a bag of chips. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and when she went to answer it the person at the door was her mother, with Graham along with her.
"Mom, Graham, hi! What are toi guys doing here?" asked Emma.
"It's your birthday honey and we're here to help toi celebrate" answered Regina.
"Mom, I told toi I don't wanna celebrate my birthday. Birthdays are for kids, I'm a little too old for this" a dit Emma.
"Oh don't be ridiculous" a dit Regina as she just walked on in with Graham.
"Mom, are toi even listening to me?" asked the annoyed Emma.
"Oh sue me, I wanna celebrated with my daughter on her birthday. Come on, I got toi a present and a small cake and it's your favorite, chocolate" a dit Regina as she handed Emma her present.
She up-rapped the paper and opened the box to find a red leather jacket.
"Mom, this is the veste I wanted from the store. toi really shouldn't have" a dit Emma.
"Don't be ridiculous, it's your birthday and I knew you'd l’amour it" a dit Regina. "Now go ahead and try it on." Emma did as so and Regina just smiled and looked at her. "You truly are the fairest of them all."
"Mom, don't toi think I'm too old for toi to still be saying that?" asked Emma.
"I'll stop saying it when toi stop being the most beautiful girl in the world" answered Regina
Regina then set up a cake and lit the candles for her daughter to make a wish.
"Really mom?" questioned the snarky Emma.
"Come on Emma, it's your birthday, make a wish" a dit Graham.
Emma rolled her eyes, leaned down, closed her eyes, and in her mind wished that something extraordinary would happen in her life. At that moment there was a knock at the door, Emma went to answer it and to her surprise it was a little boy, about ten years old.
"Um... can I help you?" asked the confused Emma.
"Are toi Emma Mills?" asked the boy.
"Yeah, who are you?" asked Emma.
"My name is Henry Swan, I'm your son" answered the boy.
"Your what?" questioned Regina.
Henry just came in while Regina just stared at Emma with disapproval and Emma just groaned.
"Kid, kid, kid! I don't have a son. Where are your parents?" a dit Emma.
"I don't have any, well, technically I found my mom" a dit Henry.
"What makes toi so sure that she's your mother?" asked Regina.
"Ten years il y a did toi give up a baby for adoption?" asked Henry. Emma didn't respond but toi could tell that the answer was yes. "That was me."
"Emma, can I talk to toi alone for a minute?" asked Regina as her and Emma left the room. "What the hell is going on? When were toi going to tell me I'm a grandmother?"
"Never because I didn't think I'd see this kid again" answered Emma.
"When did this happen?" asked Regina.
"Remember when I ran away when I was sixteen? Well I was with this guy for a while, we did it, and later he got me arrested" answered Emma.
"You got arrested?" questioned Regina.
"Just thought I'd let toi know since apparently keeping secrets from toi has gone down the drain" a dit Emma.
"Great, so my daughter went to jail and is the mother of a ten an old" criticized Regina. "Who's the father?"
"No one we have to worry about, he doesn't even know that the kid exists and I don't plan on telling him, in fact I don't plan on seeing him period" answered Emma.
"So now what are toi going to do?" asked Regina.
"I don't know" answered Emma.
"Well I suggest toi get in there and deal with this" a dit Regina.
"Mom will toi get off my ass?" asked Emma.
"No, I won't. Now get your cul, ass in there and deal with this!" demanded Regina.
"Just give me a minute to catch my breath" a dit Emma.
"Fine! While toi do that I'm going to get that little boy something to eat and drink. The poor think must be starving and dying of thirst" a dit Regina as she walked back into the room. "Hello sweetheart. Would toi like some cake?"
"Sure!" answered Henry.
"Would toi like some pomme jus, jus de with it?" asked Regina.
"NO! I'm... uh... allergic to apples" a dit Henry.
"Oh, okay. How about some grain de raisin, raisin juice?" asked Regina.
"Okay. Where's my mom?" asked Henry.
"Right here. We need to talk. How did toi find me?" a dit Emma.
"I went through my records at the orphanage" answered Henry.
"Well where do toi live?" asked Emma.
"I live at the orphanage on 44th not telling ya street" answered Henry.
"Look kid..." started Emma.
"Emma, it's too late to get him home. Just let him stay here for the night and we'll figure out what to do with him in the morning" a dit Regina
"Alright" groaned Emma.
As the evening went par everyone just remained awkwardly silent. There would be the occasional conversation, which was still quite awkward. When Regina and Graham finally left Emma was both relieved and scared.
"Finally, I thought they'd never leave. Now we can talk" a dit Henry as he went through his bag.
"What are toi talking about about kid?" asked Emma.
"You know I have a name? It's Henry, toi should know, I heard toi gave me that name" a dit Henry.
"What are toi looking for anyway ki... I mean... Henry?" asked Emma.
"My book, I want toi to look at it" a dit Henry.
"Aren't toi a little old to need someone to read toi a bedtime story?" asked Emma.
"Their not bedtime stories" a dit Henry.
"They're fairy-tales" a dit Emma.
"No, every story in this book actually happened" a dit Henry.
"Sure they did kid" Emma humored him.
"They did! toi should know better than anyone" a dit Henry.
"Why's that?" asked Emma.
"Because you're in this book" answered Henry.
"Oh kid toi have problems" a dit Emma.
"No, this town has the problems and you're gonna fix them. Every fairy-tale character from the Il était une fois Forest was sent here, the Evil Queen did it with a curse" a dit Henry.
"Hang on, the Evil Queen sent a bunch of fairy-tale characters here?" questioned Emma.
"Yeah and now they're trapped" answered Henry.
"Frozen in time, stuck in Storybrooke Maine, that's what you're going with?" questioned Emma.
"It's true!" claimed Henry.
"Then why doesn't everyone just leave?" asked Emma.
"They can't, if they do bad things happen" answered Henry.
"Kid, I've lived here my whole life and when I was sixteen I ran away from home. I managed to leave Storybrooke and nothing happened to me when I tried to leave" a dit Emma.
"You're different, you're special. You're the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. You're the only one who can break the Evil Queen's curse" a dit Henry.
"Alrighty, I'll play along. Who are Snow White and Prince Charming suppose to be?" asked Emma.
"I don't know, I just got into town. But I know who the Evil Queen is" answered Henry.
"Okay, who's she?" asked Emma.
"You're mom, well you're adopted mom" answered Henry.
"My mom? Okay me and her don't really get along so well but evil is a bit of an extreme." a dit Emma.
"It's true!" a dit Henry.
"Look, it's been a long night and it's almost..." started Emma.
"Time's La Reine des Neiges here! Haven't toi noticed that no one else here has aged? All the kids toi went to school with haven't aged?" asked Henry.
"I never went to school. I was accueil schooled as a kid" a dit Emma.
"See, you're mom was trying to keep it from toi par keeping toi away from everyone" a dit Henry.
"Kid, it's late and toi really should be getting to bed. toi can sleep in my lit and I'll sleep on the coach" a dit Emma.
They both went to bed, Henry went right to sleep but Emma kept tossing and turning on the coach. She went into the cuisine to get something to help her sleep. However just as she was going back to lit something convinced her to go look in on Henry. She gazed at the small child as he slept. As she scared she grew a smile on her face. She got up the nerve to stoke his hair as he slept. She was tempted to Kiss him but backed away because she was afraid of becoming too attached to this child.
The suivant morning Emma awoke, went to fix breakfast, and went to wake up Henry. However to her surprise he was gone. She questioned if it was all just a dream but the lit was unmade so he must have been there. She ran to the phone to call Graham.
"Hello" answered Graham.
"Graham, toi know that little boy who was here last night and claimed to be my son? He's gone!" a dit Emma.
"Calm down Emma! He couldn't have gone too far" reasoned Graham.
"Are toi joking? This kid came here from who knows where. Who knows how far he could have gone?" freaked out Emma.
"Emma, he came a long way to see toi so I don't think he'd leave just after one night with you. He's gotta be somewhere in Storybrooke. Ask around and see if anyone's seen him" a dit Graham.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Emma quickly rushed to the door and it was Henry but with him was the Elementary school teacher, Mary-Margret Blanchard. She was a very kind, sweet, caring, and beautiful woman. Emma had seen her in town and occasionally passed her in the hallway because they both lived in the same apartment building.
"Never mind Graham, someone found them" a dit Emma as she hanged up. "Where the hell have toi did toi go kid? toi almost gave me a cœur, coeur attack."
"I found him walking around town asking people questions. I've never seen him before, he claims that he knows you" a dit Mary-Margret.
"Yeah he's my... uh..." a dit the awkward Emma.
"She's my mom" a dit Henry.
"Oh... well... congratulations Emma" a dit Mary-Margret.
"Well, thanks for your help Ms. Blanchard, I can take care of it from here. Thank toi so much for finding him" a dit Emma.
"No problem" a dit Mary-Margret as she walked away.
Emma pulled Henry inside and closed the door.
"What the hell were toi doing kid? toi can't just run off and walk around a strange town all alone" criticized Emma.
"I was gathering information for Operation Cobra" answered Henry.
"What's Operation Cobra?" asked Emma.
"It's the name of our mission for ending the curse. I found out who some of the people here are. Dr. Hopper is Jimminy Cricket, The owner of Granny's lit and Breakfast and her granddaughter are Little Red-Riding capuche, hotte and her granny, and Ms. Blanchard is your mom, Snow White" a dit Henry.
"Kid are toi still on that book thing?" asked Emma.
"Yeah, because it's true. Haven't toi noticed that when toi turned twenty-eight that the old clock started working. I've asked around and before yesterday everyone a dit it never worked. The battle will begin soon" a dit Henry.
"I'm not fighting any battles kid" a dit Emma.
"Yes toi are, it's you're destiny, you're going to bring back the happy endings" a dit Henry.
"Kid will toi quit it with the book crap?" asked the hostile Emma.
"You don't have to be hostile, I know toi like me, I can tell. I know you're just pushing me away because I make toi feel guilty. It's alright, I know why toi gave me away... toi wanted to give me my best chance" a dit Henry.
Emma paused for a moment as she gathered her thoughts. "How do toi know that?"
"Because it's the same reason why Snow White gave toi away" answered Henry.
"Listen to me kid, I'm not in any book. I'm a real person and I'm no savior. toi were right about one thing though, I wanted toi to have your best chance but it's not with me. Now it's time to tell me where you're from so I can take toi back" a dit Emma.
"You can't! Please don't!" pleaded Henry.
"Kid, I have to, I'm sure you're parents are worried sick about you" a dit Emma.
"I don't have parents, I don't even have a family! I had one once when I was five but when I was six they were finally able to have their own kids and they sent me back. My life sucks! I'm not making this up, just use you're superpower. Everyone told me that as the deputy you're able to tell when people are lying" a dit Henry.
Emma could see that he was telling the truth. "Kid, I'm not parent material. If toi need a accueil it's not with me" a dit Emma.
"I don't need to stay with you, just don't send me back there, please!" pleaded Henry.
"I know it must hurt having a family get rid of you, I know the pain of abandonment. My parents left me on the side of a freeway when I was just a baby, they didn't even bother to send me to a hospitable" a dit Emma.
"You're parents didn't abandon you, that's just where toi came out. When toi came through the wardrobe that's just where toi came out. Ms. Blanchard is you're real mom, the mom toi have is evil" a dit Henry.
"Kid, look, my mom isn't evil. She gets on my nerves, doesn't listen to me, criticizes me, is difficult, and as a kid I didn't think she even loved me. But she raised me and she loves me. She's the only parent I ever had and part of the reason we're not close is my fault too, I'm very difficult. Another reason toi don't want to have me as a mom" a dit Emma.
"Yes I do. I'd give anything to get away from that place. The other kids bully me, the adults call me stupid and beat me. I don't care if I have to live in the woods, I just want to be away from there. Besides toi need someone to help toi break the curse" a dit Henry.
"Kid where did toi even get this book?" asked Emma.
"From a man named August Booth" answered Henry.
August Booth? Really?" questioned Emma.
"It's true!" proclaimed Henry.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. It was Regina, who seemed very upbeat.
"Mom! What are toi doing here?" asked Emma.
"I'm here to help you. I found out where this child was from and toi can take him back tonight" a dit Regina.
"Uh... Henry, go into the other room while I talk with my mom" a dit Emma. Henry left and had a disappointed look on his face.
"Henry?" questioned Regina.
"Yes, I gave him that name when he was born. I thought it was the least I could do" a dit Emma.
"Well, either way he's from Boston and is in a Foster accueil on 29th Street. No need to thank me for getting toi out of this mess" a dit Regina.
"Actually I'm not sure if I'm going to take him back. I'm thinking about keeping him" a dit Emma.
Regina's face at that moment had a critical expression. "I'm not so sure that's a good idea. A child needs a lot of attention, help, and are a big responsibility. I just don't think you're ready to become a mother. You're not exactly very responsible and you're someone who likes to just look out for yourself" a dit Regina.
"Well maybe I am ready to be a mom and take on responsibility" a dit Emma.
"Oh honey, I l’amour toi but I know you're not ready yet. toi don't even have any room for him here in your apartment. You're really not ready for responsibility, especially like this. Take my conseil Emma only one of us knows what's best for this child" a dit Regina.
"Why do toi always have to criticize me?" asked Emma.
"I'm not criticizing you, I'm helping you" answered Regina.
"Well, I don't need you're help and I don't want it either. I just wish for once toi could try to be supportive. toi never believe in me unless it's something toi want me to do. Well, I want to do this. This kid needs his best chance and I think that's with me" a dit Emma.
"Emma, I'm only thinking of what's best for toi and my grandson. I called the Foster accueil and they're expecting him there tonight, try not to be there too late" a dit Regina as she left.
Hours went par and Emma couldn't help but feel like her mother was right. She's not responsible and maybe she isn't ready for this. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, it was Mary-Margret.
"Ms. Blanchard, can I help you?" asked Emma.
"I found Henry's book at the park and I thought he'd want it back" a dit Mary-Margret.
"Oh thanks" a dit Emma.
"Is there something wrong?" asked Mary-Margret.
"No, yeah, maybe, I don't know" answered Emma.
"It's about Henry isn't it? toi want to keep him but you're not sure if you're ready" a dit Mary-Margret.
"How did toi know all that?" asked Emma.
"I guess I can read between the lines, plus I heard toi and your mom talking in the hallway. I know it's not my place but I think that since toi want to keep him and someone is telling toi that toi can't do it just means toi have to keep him. Mother's never know when they're ready to take care of a child, they just learn on the job" a dit Mary-Margret.
"Why do toi feel so strongly about this?" asked Emma.
"I don't know. I guess I just l’amour kids and to see them with their mothers makes me feel like everyone should feel that kind of love. Plus I know it's weird, since we hardly know each other, I just feel like I know toi really well somehow. I know it's crazy. But I do really think that toi and Henry are exactly what toi both need. Well, I guess I'll just got now, I'll see toi in the hallway" a dit Mary-Margret as she left.
Emma felt conflicted but plus confident that she could do this and scared at the same time. Emma however decided to go to Boston and didn't tell Henry where they were going. Finally they arrived at the Foster accueil and Henry was horrified.
"Please don't take me back there!" pleaded Henry.
"I have to..." started Emma.
"Please don't, they'll beat me and..." started Henry.
"You didn't let me finish. I have to so I can adopt toi and take toi accueil with me" a dit Emma.
"Really?" question Henry with delight.
"Yeah, I want to keep toi kid. You're my reason for living, I hardly know toi but I feel a connection with you. I want to get to know toi and give toi a good home. I gave toi away to give toi your best chance but now I see your best chance is me" a dit Emma.
Henry gave Emma a hug and even began to cry tears of joy. "I knew toi would help me, just like you're going to help everyone."
"I don't know about helping everyone but I am here to help you, Henry" a dit Emma as she kissed the haut, retour au début of her son's head.
Back at Storybrooke Regina was looking through some old family albums of her and Emma. How she longed for the days for when her little girl needed her, she tried to fool herself into thinking she still needed her. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, it was Mr. Gold.
"Mr. Gold, what a surprise" a dit Regina in an emotionless voice. "May I help you?"
"I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I'd congratulate the lucky grandmother" answered Mr. Gold.
"No congratulations are necessary. Emma took the boy back and should be back any minute now" a dit Regina.
"Really? Because I just saw your daughter with that boy getting ice cream, two peas in a pod they were" a dit Mr. Gold.
"What?" questioned Regina.
"It seemed Mary-Margret Blanchard really had an impact on her" a dit Mr. Gold.
"Mary-Margret Blanchard?" questioned Regina.
"Yes, I was collecting the rent and I overheard them talking. At least no toi have a grandson named Henry. I believe toi wanted a baby boy so toi could name him Henry. Such a lovely name" a dit Mr. Gold. "Whatever was so important about that name that toi wanted a boy so badly?"
"I don't believe that's any of your business" answered Regina.
"Just curious, since toi wanted a boy so much" a dit Mr. Gold.
"Yes, but they didn't have a boy and instead I got my wonderful Emma" a dit Regina.
"Glad toi feel that way because I lied, there was actually plenty of baby boys where I got Emma" confessed Mr. Gold.
"What? toi lied about this? toi broke our deal!" cried out the enraged Regina.
"No I didn't. There's only one deal in my entire life that I've broken and I can guarantee that it wasn't that deal" a dit Mr.Gold.
"Our deal was for toi to bring me a baby boy!" cried out Regina.
"No, toi requested a baby boy, I never promised I would make your request happen. Our deal was for me to bring toi a baby, which I did" Mr. or corrected. "Speaking of Emma have toi noticed that on her birthday that the old clock started working, then when she left with her boy it just stopped, and when she came back it just started working again? Quite interesting isn't it?"
"There's a reason toi brought me Emma isn't there? Who is she?" asked Regina.
"I would say toi know exactly who she is" answered Mr. Gold. "Now I really must be going."
Regina ran in front of Mr. or determined to find out what she wants to know. " Tell me what toi know about her!" she demanded.
"I'm not going to answer toi dear" answered Mr. Gold. "So I suggest toi excuse me... please..."
At that moment Regina moved out of Mr. Gold's way. The mysterious man then walked away as Regina just stared with frustration, curiosity, and fear.
