"Happy birthday to you..." And they started clapping their hands when they finished the Happy birthday song.

"Make a wish!" Said Sam with a big smile on his face.

"Okay!" said Emma excited. "Another banner year!" Emma closed her eyes as she took the air in to blow out the candle that was on top of the little white cupcake. (Which Dean and Sam had gotten for her birthday.) And as soon as the candle was throwing off smoke, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" said Emma. She headed towards the door as Dean was already starting to eat Emma's birthday cupcake, and Sam was by the kitchen counter opening three beer bottles.

Emma got to the door and opened it. She was expecting to see someone about her height, but all she found was a small boy that was half her size. "Um, can I help you?" said Emma confused, looking down at those green brownish eyes.

"Are you Emma Swan?" said the boy a bit nervous.

"Yeah, who are you?"

"Is everything all right?" said Sam, coming to the door and made a weird face when he saw the kid.

"My name is Henry. I'm your son." Henry ducked and walked under Sam's arm. (Which was up against the wall.)

"Hey, kid, kid, kid!" The three adults yelled at the same time, wondering if they were all seeing a little boy walking around the room.

"I don't have a son. Where are your parents?!" said Emma with a nervous look, as she continued to follow the boy.

Sam kept looking at Henry, and a million thoughts came into his head. He had mixed emotions painted all over his face, but the one that was clearer than the rest; was pure panic.

"Ten years ago, did you give up a baby for adoption? That was me." said Henry, looking up at Emma.

Emma stood there without a word and with her mind in a complete blank spot. She was paralyzed, she just couldn't believe what was going on.

"Give us a minute." Emma grabbed Sam and Dean by their arms and dragged them into the bathroom.

"The hell!" said Dean spitting muffin all over Emma's face complaining about Emma's hard grabbing. But she didn't care, she simply cleaned the muffin off her face and went back to freaking out.She was too lost in the impossible idea of having her son in her apartment. Emma shut the bathroom door behind them and tried to catch air wondering if the kid was just bluffing.

"Do you think he's actually um... your uh-- kid?" said Dean also panicking.

"Hey, do you have any juice?! Never mind, found some!" Yelled Henry, closing the fridge.

"I guess so..." said Sam, not believing what was happening. This was his kid, too, for crying out loud. What the hell was he gonna say? How was he even going to look at him? Or how would he answer questions?.

"I can't believe this!" said Emma, hugging Sam with tears in her eyes.

"Just treat him like he's any other kid, at least for now. Because, you know, he's supposed to have parents, so be cool about this, he's gonna have to leave at some point, right?". Said Dean, trying to give good advice.

They came out of the bathroom staring at Henry, who was by the kitchen table drinking the juice he'd taken from the fridge.The boy was looking at them with a smile on his face, but the adults didn't know what to say to him. They were all pretty nervous. That was something they simply didn't see coming.

"You know, we should probably get going." said Henry.

"Going where?" asked Dean.

"Is he my dad?" asked Henry, pointing at Dean.

"You wish! -- But hmm... nope." Laughed Dean.

"Actually, I am." said Sam worried about Henry's reaction. "If you are who you say you are, then yes. I'm yo—your um, dad" finished Sam.

"Oh!" said Henry a little excited.

"So... going where again?" asked Emma.

"I want you to come home with me." said Henry.

"Okay, kid. I'm calling the cops" said Emma, walking towards the phone.

(Emma took the phone and started to dial.) "Then I'll tell them you kidnapped me." said Henry, looking at her with a grin.

(Emma quickly hung up, realizing that the kid could actually do that.)"And they'll believe you cause she's your birth mother." Added Dean. "Well played, kid."

"Yep," said Henry proud of his skills.

"You're not gonna do that." said Sam convinced.

"Try me!" said Henry with a daring look.

"You're pretty good! But here's the thing." Said Emma "There's not a lot I'm great at in life but I have one skill. Let's call it a superpower. I can tell when anyone is lying, and you, kid, are!" She threw back the daring look.

Henry looked at Sam and Dean not convinced of what she was saying. They looked at him and nodded their heads in a 'believe her' sign.

Henry got a little nervous and said " Wait. Please don't call the cops. Please! Come home with me." He finished looking at her with sad eyes.

"Where's home?" asked Sam crossing his arms.

"Storybrooke, Maine."Answered Henry.

"Storybrooke? Seriously?!" Asked Dean with a laugh.

"All righty then! Let's get you to Storybrooke!. Added Emma, hoping to get all of this over with.

She put some comfortable clothes on while the guys grabbed their jackets.

"I'm driving." Said Dean. "As always!" he mocked.

They all headed downstairs and got on Dean's Impala ready for the drive that was ahead of them.