Everything went the same in the Mills Home. Go to school, Go to therapy, Go to mom's office and Go get dinner. It was the same thing over and over again, especially on school days. That Thursday went a little differently Emma Swan hadn't been in StoryBrooke very long, and since her arrival, Regina kept trying to push her out of town. Henry, however, was trying to get her to stay. Stay forever. 

.. She's the Evil Queen, You have to believe me

Henry was flipping through the pages of his StoryBook, sitting across from Archie as he tried to explain his mother had cursed everyone in StoryBrooke. His mother thought he was crazy, Archie though he was crazy, and maybe even Emma did. Henry was heartbroken. Why would anyone believe a child anyway? The session was over and he was just outside his mother's office when he heard them. Talking about him. He got there just in time.

"How can I? The poor kid can’t tell the difference between fantasy and reality and it’s only getting worse. It’s crazy." the blonde woman had spoken. Henry shook his head and finally stepped inside the room. "You think I'm crazy?" he said before rushing out of the office so fastly, slamming the door behind him. So Henry believed. He wasn't going back home to his mother and he was not going to stay with Emma. He got to Granny's and ordered and hot chocolate with cinnamon and slowly calmed down a little more. He noticed the storybook in his bag and got an idea. There was a cabin in the forest, he could go there. Get away from everything. He ordered a grilled cheese to go before rushing off that way, easily finding the key and stepping inside. Perfect enough to wade out the storm he knew was coming and as if, his mothers probably wouldn't even notice he was gone due to their fighting. 

Emma Swan

When Emma had first arrived in Storybrooke, she hadn't intended on staying in town. The only reason she had come was so she could drop Henry off at his parent's house before going off on her way and resuming her life. But things hadn't gone the way she had planned them to. First, she crashed her car into the Storybrooke sign. Then, she found herself helping Regina find Henry so that she could return the book that he had quite cleverly left in her car. For some reason, Henry seemed to think that the town was cursed and that everyone was fairytale character. He seemed to think that his mother was the Evil Queen and that she had cursed them all so that they don't remember who they are. And, he also seemed to think that she was the Savior and that she was meant to break the curse and bring back all the happy endings. It all sounded crazy. Fairtytales aren't real. She was most definitely not in some book, she was a real person, and she was most definitely not a Savior.

Henry was obviously very troubled. He was a loner, just like she was, and he believed very strongly that his mother was evil and didn't love him. His words quickly got underneath her skin, and she couldn't help but be concerned about him and his well-being. And the fact that Regina had openly threatened her only strengthened her concerns. So, she decided to stay, at least for a week in order to make sure that things were okay with Henry. Also, the fact that Regina wanted her gone so badly only made her want to stay even more. A battle quickly ensued between Emma and Regina as the latter tried to drive her out of town, but Emma wasn't having it. Every time the Madame Mayor struck at her, the blonde struck right back at her. Meanwhile, she found herself spending a lot of time with Henry, and the more time she spent with him, the more she grew to like him and care about him. Even though Emma didn't believe the whole fairytale thing and the curse, she went along with it for Henry's sake. He soon turned it into a mission that was known as Operation: Cobra. She still didn't know what to make of it all, and she was trying to determine why it was Henry believed so strongly in these fairytales and why he was so troubled. Emma was convinced that it had to do with Regina. There was something very wrong with that woman.

After throwing several blows at one another, Emma was caught by surprise when Regina called her and asked her to come over to her place so that she could apologize. It was hard for her to believe that the other woman simply wanted to apologize, especially after everything she had done in order to try and get her out of town. Still, she decided to at least hear her out. So, the blonde made the walk to the mayor's home, knocking on the door and quickly being gestured inside. Now she sat in the living room with Regina, looking over at her as she spoke.

"I just have have to accept the reality that you want to be here."

"That's right, I do," Emma replied.

"And that you're here to take my son from me," Regina continued.

"Okay. Let's be clear. I have no intention of taking him from anyone," Emma emphasized to her.

"Well, then, what are you doing here?" Regina asked.

"I know I'm not a mother--I think that's pretty self-evident--but I did have him, and I can't help it. He got in my head and I want to make sure he's okay. The more you try to push me out, the more I want to be here, especially after seeing how troubled he is," the blonde spoke.

"You think he's troubled?" the brunette questioned.

"Well, he's in therapy, and I only got through a few pages of his shrink's notes before you had me arrested, but putting all that aside--He thinks everyone in this town is a fairytale character."

"And you don't?" 

"How can I? The poor kid can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality, and it's only getting worse. It's crazy," Emma said. 

"You think I'm crazy?" 

Turning, she saw Henry standing in the doorway. "Henry," she called out to him as she stood up, but the young boy quickly turned and ran out of the room, and out of the house.

She had screwed up.

Moving towards the door, Emma suddenly stopped and turned to look at Regina. "How long was he standing there?" 

"Long enough," the Madame Mayor replied. 

"You knew he'd be here," she realized. 

"Did I know that my son comes to my office every Thursday at exactly 5:00 P.M. so I can take him to dinner after his therapy session? Of course I did. I'm his mother. Your move." Regina spoke up challengingly.

Emma glared over at Regina. She had set her up once again. "You have no soul. How in the hell did you get like this?" Shaking her head, the blonde turned and stormed out of the room. 

Following her visit with Regina, she stopped by Mary Margaret's place in order to pay her back the bail money. It was time for her to go. This was for the best. If she stayed, Henry would only keep getting hurt, and she didn't want that. But after drinking a cup of hot cocoa with cinnamon and talking with Mary Margaret, Emma realized that she couldn't leave. 

"Who will protect Henry if you won't?"

Those words had struck her hard, and she knew that she couldn't leave him behind. He needed her. He needed her to protect him and keep him safe from Regina. 

Leaving Mary Margaret's house, the blonde set out to find Henry. Finally, something she was good at: finding people. She knew that he wouldn't go back home to Regina. No. He would most likely go off somewhere so that he could be alone. That was what she would have done. Emma decided to start at his castle. Unfortunately, he wasn't there. Thunder sounded in the sky and she lifted her gaze to the sky and saw dark gray clouds. A storm was coming. She needed to find Henry before the storm came. The young boy would most likely want to find shelter from the storm.

Making her way through the forest, Emma searched for Henry. After walking several miles, she came across a small cabin. It was the perfect place for someone to hide out, especially during a storm. Approaching the cabin cautiously, she slowly pushed open the door and stepped inside.

"Henry? You here?" she called as she made her way further into the cabin in search of her son.  

Henry/Hazel SwanMills