Brown Eyes

Chapter 16

(Eliza's P.O.V.)

I was at the park, lying stomach-down on my Little Mermaid blanket while I watched the Universal (2003) version of Peter Pan with Jeremy Sumpter on my laptop.

It was my favorite part. Captain Hook had captured everyone and was about to kill Peter, but Wendy ran out to save him, and now Captain Hook is letting her say goodbye and give him a "thimble."

I smiled as Wendy kissed him. I don't know why, but for some reason I don't think they'd actually get along that well in real life. Wendy's too much of a lady to hang out with Peter. But whatever, the actors are freaking adorable together. While they were filming this scene, Jeremy kept messing up and smiling on purpose so she'd have to kiss him again, and at one point he actually slid his tongue into her mouth and she slapped him. He still said he would've done it again though.

I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket. I pressed the space bar, pausing the movie. I took out one of my ear buds and pulled out my phone. Regina was calling. I pressed the little "CALL/ANSWER" button and held the phone to my ear.

"Hi Regina," I said.

"Is Henry with you?" she asked.

"No, why?" I asked.

"I can't find him," she said. "Do you know where he is?"

"No," I said. "But I can help you look."

"Oh, thank you," she said. "He's only been gone for about twenty minutes, so I'm trying to stay calm."

~~~

A few hours later, we still couldn't find Henry. Regina had started panicking, and we had called Sheriff Graham. When it started to get dark, Regina went inside and Graham started calling people around town asking about Henry. I looked at all the places he usually goes. Granny's diner, the arcade, his castle, even my room at the hotel.

We had looked all over Storybrooke.

Was he even still in town?

Then my phone rang. I picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Henry came home," Graham said on the other line. "He's at Regina's, he's totally fine."

I jumped on my motorcycle and asked, "Where was he?"

"Boston."

"Massachusetts?!"

"Uh huh."

"Why?!" I asked.

"He found his birth mom," he said.

I gasped and my hand flew to my mouth.

"Is he still awake?" I asked.

"Yes, but exhausted," he said.

"I'm coming over," I told him, and hung up before he could say anything. I put my phone back in my pocket, started up my bike, put on my helmet and sped off towards Regina's house.

When I got there, I parked my bike in the driveway and ran to the door. I knocked on it and waited for somebody to answer. Regina opened the door and said, "He's upstairs."

I ran up the stairs and to his room. I knocked and he said, "Come in."

I walked in and said, "Henry! What were you thinking?!"

"I need to tell you something," he said, jumping off his bed, closing the door and completely ignoring my question. He took my wrist and pulled me over to his bed and sat me down.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Ms. Blanchard gave me this book a couple weeks ago," he said. "It's filled with fairy tales. I was thinking about sharing it with you, but then I started reading through it. They aren't normal fairy tales."