Survivors (Captain Swan)

10 ; Henry

Henry was also having a hard time to sleep. They had just realised that Killian was gone, his mother was in Boston without a way to come back for now and Neal cried all night. He kept thinking about his mother, well mothers. Regina had a way for people to come and go out of Storybrooke, she could have used that if someone had not stolen in from her. And they had no idea of who did all of this. He was worried for Emma, and even Killian. Nobody had seen him in that day. Were people just going to disapear one by one like this, or something ? His mind was full of thoughts and couldn't rest.

He saw the story book on his shelf and thought it might be a way of thinking about something else. He walked to get it amd just when he grabbed it, he heard Neal crying. With the book in his hands, he got downstairs. He let the book on the sofa and went to see his uncle - it still sounded weird to him, thinking that this baby was his uncle. He slowly took him in his arms and saw his grandmother awake that had come for her child.

" Henry, what are you doing awake ? " she asked.

" I couldn't sleep. I thought I could take care of Neal a little " he answered.

" Is it because of Emma ? That you can't sleep... "

" Shhh " whispered Henry to Neal, trying to calm him down. " Yeah, I'm worried about her, and Killian " he then confessed.

" I'm sure we haven't seen Killin'an because he is having a hard time with Emma gone. I think he.. truly loves her "

" Do you think a story could help him to sleep ? " asked Henry, changing the subject.

" You could always try " she smiled.

Henry went to the sofa, with Neal in his arms. He was careful with the baby. He sat down and with one hand opened the story book. He flicked the pages, trying to find which story to read to his uncle.

" What about... Snow White and Prince Charming's story ? Hmm, nah, I think you heard this one enough, huh ? Then, what about some of Regina's. I like this one, even though it doens't end so well. It's about her soulmate, Robin. You'd like this one, right ? I knew it ! " said Henry to the baby. Mary Margaret stood there, watching and smiling. They gpt interrupted with the phone ringing. She went to answer.

" Hello ? "

" Mom ? It's Emma " said the voice in the phone.

" Emma ! Hi, hey, is there something wrong you said you'd only call if- "

" I'm fine, we're fine I just- "

" We're ? " asked Mary Margaret.

" That's the thing. Let's say Killian is here with me and since he didn't want any of you to stop him, he just did not tell anyone. I'm just calling to tell you not to worry " she explained.

" Well Henry is going to be glad to hear that, he was worried about you and Killian " she answered.

" He was ? "

" Yes "

" I'm sorry mom, I'm going to hang up. I love you " declared Emma.

" I love you too " responded Mary Margaret before her daughter hung up.

" So Killian is with my mom ? " asked Henry, as he interrupted his reading.

" Yes, he is. They're okay and we'll bring them back soon, I promise "

Henry nodded and continued reading until baby Neal fell asleep. Without waking him up, he brought him back to his crib and told him good night.

" You're quite good with babies " said his grandmother.

" I guess. Good night, grandma " he replied.

" Good night, Henry "

Henry got back upstairs and in his bed. He thought about Emma again. Those two, almost three weeks were getting really long. He missed his mother a lot and in a way was envying Killian to be with her. At least, he had Regina here and she would not let him go. He could not go to Boston alone, even if he already had, two years ago. That seemed so far, the begenning of everything.