A Story That Will Never Die {Henry Mills/OUAT} [2]

Save Henry

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It was only a few seconds, but it felt like hours. Henry lied on the floor and we didn't know if he was just unconscious or dead. I was hoping he wasn't dead as I tried to shake him awake. We were all panicking, trying to wake him up, but nothing was working. "Oh god, is he unconscious?" Emma asked.

"Henry, can you hear us?" Regina asked him. Of course he didn't answer us, but we were desperate.

"Henry?" I asked trying to shake him awake. I could feel myself falling apart and the walls that I built up crumbling away. If I'm being honest, I'm pretty sure the walls were already broken and this just pushed it to the limit.

"He passed out as soon as his heart went into Pan." Neal said. I'm pretty sure we already know that seeing as we watched it happen.

Regina sat her bag down beside of her, "Is he breathing?"

"I don't know." Neal replied. I heard a whooshing so I turned around to see Pan descending down. All of the pain and sadness that I had quickly turned into anger.

"What the hell did you do?" I asked Pan.

"Oh, I didn't do anything, Aria. It was Henry. He offered me his heart of his own free will." Pan said to me. His answer only infuriated me more. Emma stood up and unsheathed her sword, holding it toward Pan.

"I'm gonna take it back from you." Emma said. She lunged toward him, but he disappeared into thin air. We all looked around, trying to find him until we heard him near us. We turned in the direction of his voice.

"I don't think you have it in you," Pan had Pandora's box in his hand and we all followed him with our eyes. "Rumplestiltskin didn't. Why should you?" Pan asked. We all were confused by his statement, what happened to Rumple?

"Where is he?" Emma questioned him still holding her sword to keep some distance between them.

"What did you do?" Neal asked also.

"Why, he's right in this box. Safe and sound. And out of the way," Pan looked down at the box in his hands and studied it. "Unfortunately for you, he can't hurt me anymore. And neither can you."

"Really?" Emma asked with a challenging tone. She lunged forward and cut his arm. "How did that feel?"

"Like a tickle." Pan replied. He floated upward and retreated away from us. I looked at where he took off from my spot on the floor.

I narrowed my eyes in the direction angrily, "I am going to kill him when I get my hands on him."

"How is he?" Emma asked Regina and I. She knelt down beside of Henry's still body.