After Henry (Once Upon a Time)

Chapter Sixteen: Firstborn

Ivy: And just like that...I realized...true love comes in the form of sacrifice, but I also kept hope in my heart, knowing that when something isn't worth fighting for, it's not worthy at all.

Henry was, he was worth all the universe to fight for. But in that final moment, none of that seemed to matter, that unshakable belief wasn't powerful enough to stop me from letting him go.

"No, Ivy, wait, please don't do this!" He begged me, as his arms wrapped around my waist and tears drowned the forest of his deep green eyes. That's when I caught myself crying as well, punishing myself for spending the few moments we had left fighting and rising walls around each other.

But as we said goodbye, I was happy, as well as endlessly desperate, because I knew that in that tiny fragment of second, we melted our hearts in a hot bubble of sweetness. We found each other's soul and the spirit of our love. Facing all the odds and the bittersweet inevitable departure.

"I just wished I had met you before I became me...Then I would have made better choices...things would have been different... for all of us." I explained him, as both our eyes melted, the amber and the forest green looks, we were standing in the porch and the cops were ready to pick me up.

I looked back at them, saw two men carrying handcuffs to take me away, Amy sweating in worry, running towards us. But as my eyes met the emerald of the blonde's, I felt relieved, knowing Henry would have his mother by his side. He needed the savior more than he needed me.

"I love you, Henry, but this is the only way for you to stay safe!"

"No, Ivy, please! Our baby! I'm sorry about all the things I said, I can protect you, us! We are a family!" He begged me not to go, but the cops didn't seem to care and they were ready to place the handcuffs on my wrists.

"Yes, you're right, we're a family, you gave us that. And this...this is my way of protecting you. I hope one day you'll understand." My body leaned towards his, lips pressed his soft marble cheek so softly, and as I let him go, my eyes wondered his one last time, punishing me for not taking his lips instead. But it was too painful, to taste that addictive honey, knowing I'd never have the chance to do it again, knowing I'd endlessly crave for it without being able to take a taste of it, anymore. "Goodbye, Henry Mills." And just like that, as I finished my sentence, the cops placed the handcuffs and took me to their car.

Henry came running towards me, but the other police officers wouldn't let him.

"Ivy! Ivy!" He shouted, and I just screamed, as tears burned my face and I could feel our baby's warmth wrapping in the coldness of bitter departure.

Amy ran towards her son and as she wrapped him around her arms, she whispered in his ear:

"It's going to be okay, I promise."

Rogers also went to the porch and helped Amy calming her son, and as the cops put me inside the car, I watched them one last time.

Henry had his heart cut into a million pieces, and mine wasn't in better shape.

As I faced my end, at least I found solace, knowing he would be safe, that though he didn't know he had a family looking out for him, he did.

I placed my hand on the car's window, waiting for Henry to do the same. If only he could...if only he could reach for it. But it wasn't possible.

Weaver got off his police car and stared at Amy, Rogers and Henry. His eyes grew devilishly bright, as a wicked smile covered his crocodile face, for he was sure, he won, and I'd never be a part of their lives ever again.

One day earlier, Hyperion Heights, Seattle...

Amy was restrained. Rogers couldn't do anything about it, but he ran towards his detective mentor, asking for a good explanation as to why he put his ex-wife for interrogation.