How is it you? (Henry Mills)

Part 2 Chapter 12

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This chapter is really long and I hope you all enjoy.

So much bad stuff has been harping lately and I haven't been able to write much because of it. Mostly because I don't have the time but also because I didn't have the motivation.

But I'm back, I have time now!!!

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*Annalynn POV*

We succeed in convincing Rumplestiltskin to give us the box. He comes along with us to see the outcome of the possible disaster.

This would also be my first time in a car. It's a bizarre feeling. I want to go faster and faster in this thing but here's also the possibility of a crash. Everything just rushes past us, or even more odd, we're rushing past it. It's so hard to see my surrounding when I only have three seconds to see it.

We reach the town line, Emma is the first one out of the car. She leave the door open for me to scoot out on the same side. The town line is quite literally a line. Red paint splitting the normal world and our world from each other. Rumplestiltskin and Belle approach in their car behind us.

Everyone gets closer to the line and waits for Rumplestiltskin to explain how things need to run.

Gold matches for the twin line. "I'm doing this." Emma stops Gold from crossing over.

"I can cross the line and retain my memories." He says, not understanding the cheer determined and angry that Emma has for Peter.

"It's not about that. There's no magic over there. With all do respect, the real world is my expertise." She tells him. They eye each other and come to an agreement. Emma pulls out the weapon known as a gun, then crosses the line. "I'm going to deal with Pan on my own terms."

"He's my father." He argues.

"My hunch. If I fail your more than welcome to pick up the pieces."

"Emma, be carful." Snow whispers.

They brace themselves, so do I. Rumplestiltskin waves his hand over the box, it opens with red fog coming out of it. He places it down over the line, Emma waits with her gun pointed at it. Peter comes out of the fog on the ground, in a crunched up position. He stands up, Emma to his back. He absorbs his surrounding, looks at me once and looks very distraught. He quickly gets up and faces Emma.

"Mom?" He questions her. Not in the chime of voice I would hear from him. It's at this moment when I realize, it's not Peter. It's Henry.

"What?"

"What are you waiting for. Shoot him." Rumplestiltskin urges.

"Don't!" Henry pleads.

"Guys, that's not Peter." I try to get their attention. He looks at me and kind of smiles.

"I'm Henry! Pan, he....he switched out bodies!" Henry just looks to Emma.

"You expect me to believe that?" Emma scoffs.

"Don't listen to him this is one of his tricks!" Rumplestiltskin tried to cloud her judgement.

Anger wells inside of me. Why don't they listen to me. I already told them it's Henry.

"No, it's not! He did it right before Mr. Gold put me in the box. I swear" Henry says. In Peters voice, it sounds new. It may be his body, but in the eyes it's someone different. He scrunches his face differently and has a lighter tone.