''It's just, on this island... me and Emma... don't feel like... hero's or the saviors. We just feel like what We've always been. Orphan's

~Boston, Monday, 8PM, Emma's Apartment.~

''Well, that didn't turn out as I expected.'' Elena hissed, ignoring the pain she felt, as she continued to put the single needle into her pale like skin. Before taking it out and allowing the thin like thread to close her open wound. After repeating the gesture a few more times, she grabbed a disinfectant wipe and tenderly rubbed it against her wound, to clean off the dried blood. ''No more running in heels.'' She whispered, more like a hiss.

Elena looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, her pale like skin was now sweaty and she frowned, when she noticed one of her earrings had been ripped in half. With a small sigh, she reached up and un-clipped both earrings, before throwing each of them away. Not feeling a loss at her broken earrings. But Emma was going to kill her.

''Elena? I'm home!'' Speak of the devil, Elena sighed once more, resting both her hands on the bathroom sing, and looking at her reflection one more. Before making her way to her sister, who was carrying a single brown bag with difficulty, and Elena couldn't help but wince as Emma painfully kicked off her heels, resting one hand on the wall, before glancing up at Elena who stood before her, arms crossed. ''Mind helping me?'' She asked.

''Of course,'' Elena chuckled, taking the bag from her sisters hands, as Emma struggled to get her surroundings, looking a little worse for wear with her long pink dress, which Elena now noticed was stained. ''So, did you get him?'' Elena asked, placing the bag onto the kitchen counter.

''Banged his head against his own car.'' Was all Emma could say, and Elena smirked, not surprised at her sister's antics, not one bit. She was her twin after all. And she and Emma only had each other. ''So, how did yours go?'' Emma sighed, resting both hands on her hips.

Elena winced slightly, but pulled up her torn sleeve, showing Emma the fresh-cleaned and stitched up wound. And just like every other time she got hurt on the job, as a bail bondsperson, Elena rolled her eyes, as Emma gave her a deadly glare.

''What happened?'' Emma asked, more like demanded. ''Did you fall? Or did your client push you?'' She added, and Elena sighed with a single eye-roll. Why couldn't her sister ever understand that she could take care of herself. Glancing at Emma, Elena stared down blankly at the counter, before she looked at the bag.

''What's in the bag?'' She asked, wanting to change the subject, earning a frustrated sigh from her sister who just motioned her to open it for herself. Curiously Elena peered inside the bag of goodies, and smiled as she saw two big white and chocolate topped cupcakes, with one star candle and a heart shaped one. ''I guess a happy birthday celebration is in order?'' Elena smirked.

Emma chuckled, as Elena carefully took out each cupcake, and gently placing both candles, beside each one. Before she purposely used one finger and took a small drop of the chocolate topping of her cupcake, as Emma walked over to the fridge.

''Brandy or Tequila?'' Emma asked, as she held both bottles of alchol.

''I'd rather have rum,'' Elena joked, as she placed each candle on the cupcakes. ''but Brandy is fine.'' She added. Emma simply shrugged and put the Tequila away before grabbing two glass's and pouring the Brandy in, all the while keeping a close eye on her sister.

Elena turned, just in time to see Emma holding a single glass of Brandy. Elena smiled taking the drink. ''Happy birthday, Emma,'' She said, talking her glass and holding it up to Emma's for a toast, like they did every year. ''to the best birthday ever.''

''And a happy birthday to you too,'' Emma chuckled, clinking her glass against Elena's before they each took a single sip.

''That was refreshing,'' Elena smiled, placing her glass down, before she turned her attention towards the uneaten cupcakes. ''Ready for another Banner year?" Elena asked grimily, pulling her chocolate covered cupcake towards as Emma did the same.

''I guess so,'' Emma replied, as Elena grabbed the single lighter in the drawer. ''What are you doing? I thought I was the one to light them this year?''

Elena rolled her eyes. ''That's what you always say, right before you take my turn.'' She stated, as she flickered a single small flame from the lighter.

Emma chuckled, as Elena lit the candles and glanced at her sister. Elena knew that no one could read her sister like she could. Even though they were twins. Emma was more like a mother to her than a sister. Emma was the one who basically raised her. And would never let them be separated when they were looking for a family to live with. Not even one time did Elena ask why they're parents didn't want them. Having her sister was enough for, Elena.

''Ready?'' Emma asked, breaking Elena from her thoughts. As they both leaned down to their cupcakes.

''I guess...'' Elena said, silently trailing off. Before she closed her eyes, and made her wish, hoping she and Emma wouldn't have to be alone anymore. Just like she did every single year, but she knew nothing would change.

Elena's eyes instantly flashed open, as soon as she heard a single knock on her and her sister's apartment door. ''What the...?'' Elena whispered, and she couldn't help but glance at her candle. ''Maybe you should get that?'' She replied, as Emma nodded.

''Did you invite anyone?'' Emma asked, as she walked over to the door, with a eyebrow raised. Elena held both her hands up in surrender, knowing how her sister hated it when she tried to invite someone.

''Don't look at me.'' She defended, her gaze sharp. ''I'm just as shocked as you are.''

Ignoring her sister, Elena turned her gaze back at the cupcakes, taking a single bite of her chocolate cupcake, instantly sighing at the wonderful taste. Before she glanced back at Emma, just in time to see a young boy who couldn't be more than 10-years old run from under her sister.

''Whoa! hold on there!'' Elena exclaimed, as Emma did the same, stopping the boy in his tracks. ''You cant just barge into someone's apartment like that, Kid!"

''You must be Elena Swan, right?'' The boy asked, and Elena glanced up at her sister for a clue to what was happening. But Emma shrugged. ''are you Elena Swan?'' the boy asked once more.

''Y-Yeah. Who are you?'' Elena asked, as Emma looked between them shock written on her features. And Elena raised both brows, never remembering seeing her sister so vulnerable.

''My names Henry,'' Henry smirked, as Elena crossed her arms. ''I'm your nephew and Emma's son.'' He explained, causing Elena's heart to stop. Before she glanced at her sister then back at Henry. And when she saw his forest green eyes, she knew.

''Emma? C-Can we talk?'' Elena asked, glancing at her sister who nodded, looking like a woman desperate for good news. Before they both retreated to their single bathroom, ignoring Henry's calls to them, quickly shutting the door. '''Are you alright?''

Elena watched as Emma tried to calm down, placing a single hand to her heart, and her back against the door. ''Never better.'' Emma replied, breathless, before slowly lowering her hand from her chest.

''He's Neal's isn't he?'' Elena asked, causing Emma to give her a shocked look. ''Don't even deny it, I remember the way you and Neal made googly eyes at each other. So, is Henry his or not?'' She demanded.

Emma nodded. ''He is,'' she admitted, as if she wished he wasn't hers. ''He's the baby ii gave up for adoption all those years ago.''

Elena couldn't help but smile. ''Well, I guess that makes me a Aunt.'' She stated with excitement, as Emma just rolled her eyes. ''So, are we taking him back to his foster parents? or do you think he ran off from the orphanage?''

''Well, judging by Henry's clothes he was adopted,'' Emma explained, before she glanced at her sister's phone sticking out of her back pocket. ''can I use your phone?''

''Why?"' Elena asked suspiciously, slightly narrowing her eyes. As she hesitantly took out her Iphone from her pocket.

''I'm calling the cops.'' Was Emma's only answer. Elena instantly pulled her phone back, giving her sister a look. ''What?'' Emma replied, raising a single brow.

Elena sighed. ''Emma we cant just-''

''Hey! do you guys have any orange juice?'' Henry yelled, causing Elena to sigh in frustration, as Emma looked at the door. ''Never mind ! found some.''

After a moment to see if Henry would interrupt her again. Elena finally spoke. ''Emma, what if he ran away because he just wanted a chance to meet you-''

''Elena..'' Emma sighed, causing Elena to hold her hand up silencing her protest. Emma shut her mouth.

''Emma, don't you want to give Henry a little bit of a chance to tell you where he's from?'' Elena pointed out, crossing her arms. ''don't you want to know that he's safe and being well cared for and...loved?''

Elena watched as Emma's sharp gaze, turned softer. Hoping she got through to Emma. To her surprise Emma nodded. ''Fine, you win.'' She replied, as Elena smiled. ''But you have to drive him back home.''

''What?!'' Elena exclaimed, her gaze deadly. ''Why me?''

''Because, you were the one who didn't want to call the cops.'' Emma pointed out, stating the obvious. ''And I can finally drive in my own car by myself.''

Elena frowned. ''What's so bad about me going with you?'' She asked, and Emma raised a brow.

''Two words,'' Emma began, as Elena rolled her eyes. ''Hard Rock.''

Before Elena could comment on anything, Emma was already out the door, and into the kitchen. ''What's so bad about hard rock?'' She whispered, as she walked out the door to see Henry grinning like a fool, drinking a glass of orange juice.

''I see you guys are ready to go.'' Henry acknowledged. placing his glass of orange juice back on the counter. As Elena frowned, crossing her arms, as she looked between Henry and Emma.

''Go? go where?'' She couldn't help but ask, earning a small grin from her nephew.

''StoryBrooke.'' Henry replied, and Elena raised a brow. Storybrooke? What kind of a name is that?' A Terrible name I imagine. Elena thought, as Emma glared at the boy like he was crazy.

''Storybrooke? Seriously?'' She asked, and Henry nodded. Before Elena and Emma exchanged glances. ''Get dressed into something more casual and I'll met you and Henry down stairs.''

Elena rolled her eyes, as Emma tossed her the keys to her car. While Henry watched on, confused, before he continued to drink his orange juice. This was going to be interesting.

~Storybrooke, Monday, 9PM.~

Why did I agree to do this? Elena asked herself, as she drove, the rain getting harder and harder. Before she glanced in her review mirror to see Emma right behind her. And noticed her Yellow volkswagen beetle, could use a paint job.

''Do you have any snacks?'' Henry asked, breaking Elena from her thoughts. As she glanced over at Henry to see him looking through her glove-box to reveal a small bag of ranch doritos. ''can I have this''

Elena sighed. ''Knock yourself out, kid.'' Was all she said, causing the boy to smile as he closed the glove-box, after grabbing the bag of doritos. ''But I better not have even one crumb on my car seat.'' Elena warned.

Henry nodded, fully understanding her threat. As he carefully opening the bag and instantly inhaled the sweet smell of ranch. ''Thanks.'' Henry said , taking a single bite of a small chip.

''Your welcome.'' Elena smiled, before she noticed he was reading to what looked like a fairytale book. ''What' are you reading?"' She asked, and Henry paused in his chewing and gave her a look.

''I don't think you or Emma are ready yet.'' He replied, and Elena frowned, and she couldn't help but glance at the cover of the book.

''Once Upon A Time?'' She read, and Henry nodded, as he continued reading. As Elena tried to focus on the road once more. ''So, why wouldn't me and Emma be ready for just a bunch of fairytales?"

Henry gave her a look, and frowned. ''These are not just simple fairy tales.'' He explained, causing Elena to raise a single brow. ''Every story in this book actually happened.''

Elena's eyebrow's shot up, this kid was crazy. But she ignored her thoughts and gave him a look. ''Why's that? And how did you even know are names, kid?''

''It's Henry.'' Henry replied, before answering Elena's question. ''Because you and Emma are in this book.'' was his simple reply. And Elena sighed, as she picked up her phone and turned her stereo on.

''Alright, Henry, keep telling yourself that.''' She replied, as Henry smiled. ''You know you've got problems right?''

Henry smirked, watching Elena turn on a song. ''And your going to fix them.'' He replied,

Elena was about to comment on that when she noticed a sign coming up and chuckled. ''I see we've arrived in Storybrooke.''