Holding on to Hope (Once Upon A Time)

Chapter 2: I'm Back

SIX MONTHS AGO

{Emma's pov}

"Is it working?"

"I'm not sure."

"Well, at least it was only her, and not Gold too."

Three different voices spoke. What? How?

"She's waking up," one of the voices said. Then there was silence.

I opened my eyes, where the hell am I?

"Good morning, Doll," someone said, my vision was too blurry to tell who the voice belonged to.

When I could finally see, I was shocked to see who the voices were,

"Miss me?" She said, leaning down to look me in the eyes.

I tried to lunge at her, but chains kept my arms back.

"Nice try," she chuckled.

"How am I alive?" I asked looking to my surroundings. I was in a small wooden room with a high up window along one of the walls.

"I told my little sister I was going to take everything she has, but now, I'm coming after all of you so called heroes. Starting with you," she whispered the last part, her bright red lips standing out against her green skin.

"What do you want with me," I asked.

"Not you, exactly. But rather something you can give me." She paused before continuing, "or someone."

Present time.

{Henry's pov}

"Staring at the page with the door again?" a voice rang through my bedroom.

I turned from the desk I was sitting at and saw Robin making his way over.

"Yeah," I said looking back down at the page.

"Mom said dinner is ready," he said.

"I'll be down soon, just got a few more things to finish up." I lied.

"Okay, we'll be waiting," he said smiling and patting my shoulder. I smiled back and with that he left.

I stood up and walked over to my bed, underneath it was where I kept a small box full of random papers and pictures. I picked it up and set it on the bed before removing the lid.

A certain picture caught my eye.

A picture of me with a certain red haired green eyed beauty.

I remember when the picture was taken. It was after school one day. It was snowing and our parents were late. So when we went outside and I just pulled out my phone and took the picture.

She begged me to delete it but I never did. Before we left Storybrooke I'd printed it out.

I sat down on my bed and just stared at the picture.

I don't know what washed over me but I knew what I had to do.

I grabbed a jacket and stuffed the picture inside before quietly creeping down the halls to the stables.

{Regina's pov}

"What's taking him so long," I asked Robin.

"He said he had a few things to finish up," he responded.

"I'll be right back," I said as I made my way out of the room.

I walked down the dark corridors until I found the door to Henry's room.