Chapter 19

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The room becomes so quiet you could hear a pen drop. Gold almost falls with the view of his son.

"Bae." He gasps... and Neal nods

"You came back for me." Gold continues

"No." He corrects, "I came to make sure you didn't hurt her. I've seen what you do to people who break deals."

"Please, Bae, just let me talk"

"I have no interest in talking to you. You can go."

~I don't blame him... if I were sonplestiltskin... I wouldn't want to talk to my father either.~

"I'm not going anywhere." Gold states

"GET OUT OF MY APARTMENT!" Neal screams

~Man... he clearly got Gold's breathtaking anger management skills...~

"Neal..." Emma starts

"Emma, I got this." Neal mutters

~Uh oh... Yall just went and BLEW YOUR COVER. GOLD'S GONNA FLIP~

Gold seems to have caught on...

"You two know each other. You two know each other. How" Gold demands

"You sent me chasing after him." Emma explains

"No, no, no. Stop it! You're lying. How do you two know each other?!"

Just then Henry enters the room...

~dang... now was the wroooooong time for Henry to come in... ooo maybe we can play it off like he's MY son... nah the situation is too far gone now~

"Mom? Aunt (y/n), what's going on?"

you hold your arms open as he walks to you, and you hug him, and try to comfort him, because it was loud after all, and everyone is yelling.

"Who is this?" Neal asks

"My son." Emma answers

"What?"

"Is that Baelfire?" Henry questions

"(y/n), I need you to take Henry in the other room for a little while longer ok?" Emma tells you. As you nod understandingly you start to rush Henry out of the room when Neal speaks up

"Wait, how old are you?"

"Don't answer him" Emma commands

"How old are you, kid?!"

You turn and point your finger at him and take a few steps forward,

"Hey, jackass don't yell at him. I see that you unfortunately got your father's temper, but that doesn't mean you can yell at my nephew." You snap

~The more time I spend around these people, the more I find myself cursing because I've run out of alternatives... and that's sad, because I have a lot...~

"Eleven!" Henry interjects "Now why is everyone yelling?" he starts walking towards Emma

"He's eleven?" Neal echoes

"Mom?" Henry looks up to her

"Is this my son?" Neal asks

"No. My dad was a fireman. He died." Henry starts, he then turns to Emma for reassurance, "That's what you told me. You said..."

"Is this... my son?"

Emma walks up to Henry and cups his face with her hands,

"Yes." She whispers... Henry backs away from her in disbelief and climbs out the window onto the fire escape. After a moment, Emma follows him,

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