The Lion Tattoo

5

Billbergia nutans is commonly known as Queen's tears. The plant itself is a resilient plant that can grow even without being taken care of for months. Queen tears (for all the pains she had endured before and after the curse) + resilient plant (resilient heart?) = Regina Mills. Sorry forgot to include this on the previous story's foot note.

The Lion Tattoo

Five

Henry was frowning in concentration as he waits for his bait to catch his first fish for the day. We were at the large boat owned by Sebastian who happily lend it to us when I asked. Fishing wasn't really in my agenda, I mean, I've sailed quite a lot while dating Hook and I've had enough of the sea, but I have to get the boy out of the mansion to give Regina the peace she is so craving for, and between me and the kid, we could probably out talk everyone in Storybrooke, minus Anna – Queen Elsa's dear sister. Anyway, since this is Henry's thing, I was left with nothing but three bottle of beers and my wandering mind.

To which, as usual wandered along Mifflin street and ended up in address no. 108. Is Regina okay? Is her headache gone now? How about her BP? Oh my God... does she even have a whatchamacalit... sphygmomanometer? Oh yeah, I'm worried. Hey, I didn't kissed her and thaw her heart just to have her succumb to stroke! And before you call me on that, oh yes, high blood pressure can lead to thrombotic stroke duh! "Hey kid," I called out before I could process more pressing thoughts. As if!

"Yeah?" He answered without looking at me. When Henry is up to something, he really is focused.

"Does your mom have this...ah... BP apparatus..."

He looked back at me, "Spygmomanometer? Yes, mercurial but I doubt she knew how to use it. Or I haven't seen her took it out before."

"Oh?"

"Why?"

"Just wondering, I mean, Dr. Xe did say she had high BP, so I thought..." I saw him frown at me and then he clipped his rod on the rod clip on the boat and turned to face me.

"Is there something you want to tell me Ma?" I raise one brow at him, yes I do but I don't think I'm ready to talk about it especially with you. I don't think I can handle the pressure.

"No?"

He grinned, "Yes you do!" then the grin becomes a genuine smile, "Look Ma, I know if this is really important, you'll tell me in your own time. I understand." Wow, the kid really has grown up!

I sighed and then gulped from the bottle before turning my focus on Henry again, "Thank you Henry, I'll tell you when I'm ready." I smiled at him when he nodded his head and then turned, took his rod and return to fishing.

"Have you thought about what we are going to do with the women who seemed to want to get in mom's pants?" he asked out of the blue. It so happened that I was drinking on my beer again when he asked the question and that caused me to spit the beer on the boat floor and started coughing hard. "Ma, are you alright?"

"Damn kid!" I said as soon as I was able to control my coughing fit and wiped the excess beer around my mouth, "How the heck did you come up with a question like that? No one is wanting to get in your mom's pants! And why did you thought of that of all things? I mean you're what? You're only 13! Why can't you ask something 13 year old normally ask like their mom dating practices?"

Henry frowned, "I think it's part of the dating process?"

"Henry!"

"What? You sound like Mom right now."

"Well..." my eyes widened, "You didn't ask your mom about it did you? Did you?!"

He grinned and his face flushed, Oh my God, what will Regina think I'm teaching Henry? Regina will probably kill me and then Henry and then Snow and then she's going to resurrect me and kill me again! Argh! "Henry!"