"I could have a concussion. You need to drop me off at a hospital" Isaac told them as they pulled the yellow bug into a small town.

"So you can delay us even more." Regina snorted. "I would think not."

The last hour had been spent with Isaac squashed between an equally frigid Emma and Hook. Killian hadn't been very careful with his hook.

"Besides," Killian started. "I've knocked around enough men to know how to be effective without getting too much blood on my deck. Though, those men had much more muscle than you."

"Excuse me if that's not comforting." Isaac complained. He shifted in his seat as Regina glared at him in her mirror.

"Here it is." Emma said stiffly, pointing to a building looming across the street. Most of its lights were off even though it was just now getting dark.

Isaac, himself, took a look at the building, sizing it up.

"What room is Henry in?" Emma demanded. The car jerked forward as Regina braked into a parking spot.

"How should I know?" Isaac asked and shrugged his shoulders with an almost bored look on his face.

"How should you know? You wrote him here." Regina mirrored in disbelieve. A very angry version of disbelieve.

"You saw what I wrote. I had no time and no patience. I left it all pretty open ended." Isaac defended himself. He was itching for any of them to get out of the car.

"Fine." Regina said. If that's what he was going to do then she would do what she rarely did and humor him. For now. "If you had to guess, keeping in mind your current situation, where would he be right now?"

"I don't know. In his bed. In his room, whichever room that may be." Isaac answered.

"It's only a quarter past seven. I doubt he's in bed so early." Killian said. 'From what I know of the boy you practically have to drag him to bed each night."

Isaac snorted.

"What?" Regina asked. She finally took the keys out of the ignition.

"Oh, nothing." Isaac said and gave shook his head.

It wouldn't have surprised anyone if Regina actually climbed over the seat to get to Isaac.

"You know what?" Regina started. "Time to get my son and I know the perfect spot to put you. How big is your trunk, Emma?"

"We aren't locking Isaac in the trunk and we can't just storm in there. People don't react well when you just go around demanding kids." Emma tried to reason.

"I'm not so sure that will be necessary." Hook said and pointed out the window to a small shadow moving across the fence.

"That could be anything." Isaac told them a little too quickly.

Unfortunately for him, Emma and Regina were already out the door. Then, they were completely out of the car.

Isaac was finally left alone to find an escape. Practically.

"Looks like it's just me and you, mate." Hook commented and reached past Isaac to slide down the car lock back down.

The boy they had been searching for, though, had the opposite of escape in mind. Not that he was exactly in his right mind.

Henry ran across the fence, keeping one hand brushing across the wall and his head down.

He was so focused on his task that he didn't notice the suspiciously cheerful colored car in front until two strange women were practically falling out of it to run toward him.

Actually, he didn't particularly notice until one of them started to shout out his name.

Two strangers calling out his name in a darkening parking lot did not cause him to stop.

"Henry!" The light haired one yelled. She sounded so utterly relieved that he considered stopping for a moment. He didn't, though. They just caught up to him.

"Henry Mills, stop right there." The dark haired one called out right as the light haired one caught up and lathed on to his shoulder.

They both ended up tumbling to the ground in a not so graceful manner.

Henry did his best to get back up, wiping dirt off his shirt. He gave up on the idea of continuing to run when he saw how they settled themselves on either side of him. The light haired one even seemed to be reaching her arm out to him like she wanted to tackle him again or something.

"I have people waiting for me right inside. They're gonna notice when if I don't show up within like two minutes." He stuttered. His lying was still terrible.

"Henry," The dark haired one started. She seemed conflicted on what to say next. "You don't recognize us at all?"

He did give them a quick glance to see if maybe he did know them from somewhere. He had had a lot of different foster families and none of them seemed to last long so it was possible.

"No," He decided. "I think I would remember you pretty well." He added but left out the part about not being able to forget someone so insane.

"This is going to sound crazy." The light haired one started. She took a step closer as though that was a good starting point to earn someone's trust. "But you do know us."

"You're not where you belong, Henry." The dark haired one told him.

Henry frowned slightly when she mentioned belonging.

"Um, that's great and all but I really do need to go inside now." He motioned to the house like to show the women that they were still in a public place that would be a bad spot for kidnapping and began to back away.

The light haired one stopped the other from following after him and spoke again.

"I know you're not you right now but you must realize that something about us feels right. You know us, Henry. You just have to believe me." She said. Emma hoped that somewhere inside of him, he knew it too. He should be at least somewhat more aware than Regina and the others in the other book. He had the heart of the truest believer of all things.

Henry did really look like he was at least going to talk more with them.

"Listen, you have the wrong person. My name's Henry and all but...I definitely don't know you and you definitely don't know me. I have to go." He told them and finally found the part of the fence he was looking for. He knew he should really go in through the front door for their benefit but he didn't want to be caught going in past curfew. Also, he didn't want the women to seemingly change their minds about just standing back and decide to come after him again.

The dark haired one noticed what he was doing and did start toward him against what the light haired one seemed to want.

"You need to come with us. You're in danger, Henry." She told him, yelling the last part as he took a hint and swung up the fence post and slipped in.

"You've got the wrong person." He added before the post slide back into place. He pushed calling the cops out of his mind. They would just bring about more problems.

Regina was going to run after him but Emma did manage to hold her back this time.

"Really?" She whisper/yelled. "The last thing we needed to do was completely freak him out and what did you do?"

"Like you didn't" Regina argued. "I was under the impression that he was your son too but you would just let him go like that."

"This might be a book, but it's the real world. We can't just kidnap him. No matter how much we may want too." Emma added.

Regina huffed and pushed back her bangs.

"Well, what now, Savior?" She asked.

Emma looked around the parking lot.

"Now, we wait till morning somewhere out of sight but still in earshot. Older foster kids aren't the type to call the police but you never know." Emma decided after a moment of consideration.

"He's not a foster kid." Regina told her. Spite was clear in her voice.

"He is for the moment and trust me when I say I know how they think." Emma told her.

Regina wasn't happy about any of it but she still followed Emma to the car. She slammed the door when she got in.

"No Henry?" Hook asked. He had seen them talking to someone that seemed suspiciously like the boy.

Emma just shook her head and much more delicately than Regina closed her own door.

"I told you." Isaac decided it would be wise to say. "You might as well give up now."

Emma was seriously reconsidering the trunk idea.