I'm Your Son

                                    

                                          
Christina's POV

                          
Crap. Crap. Crap. Henry is gone. Mom is going to kill me, he was on my watch. He was talking about finding his birth mom. I never knew he really would go out and find her. I have no idea where he went, but I know for a fact that mom is going to be angry. 
                          
"How was your day honey?" Mom asked.
                          
"Good." I said quietly to her. I didn't dare to look at her. I make my way up to my room and open my door to find Dylan laying on my bed.
                          
"Hey babe." He told me. Dylan quite going to school awhile ago. I keep testing out of every class. I never knew my boyfriend was a genius. 
                          
"Hi."
                          
"What's wrong?"
                          
"Henry is missing. He went to go find his birth mother."
                          
"It's going to be alright he's a tough kid."
                          
After that he left my room out the window. I still get those dreams about the shadow with green eyes. He keeps visiting my window every night. I never told anybody because I'm afraid that they will think I'm crazy. 
                          
"Christina!"
                          
Crap she found out. She knows that Henry is gone. I run down stairs to find my mom in the kitchen. She had a blank expression on her face.
                          
"Where is Henry?"
                          
" I don't know at a friends house probably." 
                          
"He has no friends"
                          
"He left to go find his birth mom."
                          
She didn't say anything else. Never argued any further. She just walked out of the room and headed up to her room. I stood there not knowing what to do. I guess I have to go to bed and hope that Henry is back in the morning.

                          
Henry's POV
                          
I got off the train and started to head for address that I found. I hope she wants to see me, will she will know who I am? Of course she will I'm her son. I was 3 blocks away from her apartment. I made my way up the stairs to her door. I found the right door and knocked.

                          
Emma's POV
                          
Another birthday alone. I grabbed a cupcake from the counter. I stuck a candle in it and lite it. I blew he candle wishing for one thing.
                          
Not to be alone on my birthday 
                          
*Knock* *Knock*
                          
I get up from my chair and to the door. I open the door to find a kid that was no older than 9. 
                          
"Hi I'm Henry and I'm your son." 
                          
What that's not possible. 
                          
" I don't have a son." I told him.
                          
"Sure you do. You gave him up for adoption 9 years ago." He said.
                          
By this time he was in my apartment looking around it like it was his. 
                          
"Hey kid this isn't your place. Where's your mother?"
                          
"You're my mom."
                          
"No the lady you are with." I asked.
                          
"Oh Regina. She doesn't I'm here. Or my sister."
                          
Perfect. 
                          
"Lets go" I told him.
                          
"Where are we going?"
                          
"I'm taking you home where you belong."
                          
I got in the car with him by my side. We made our way to Storybrooke. It was a long drive from my place at Boston. The whole way there Henry keep asking questions. I dint bother to listen because I was never going to see him again. I saw the sign that said Storybrooke. I drove through the town. It was little and quiet.
                          
"Where is your house kid?" I asked him.
                          
"It's over there." He said while pointing. I drove to the driveway. Damn. It was a big house. It was nice knowing that he had a home. I got out of my car and made my way up to the door. I knocked on the door. Within seconds a girl opened the door. She looked no more than 16 and she had long blonde hair that was pink at the end. She reminded me of me when I was her age. A rebel.
                          
"Christina who is at the door."
                          
"Some lady." She said. She opened the door wider to reveal a woman with short dark hair. 
                          
"What do you want?" She spoke coldly to me. I knew she was the mother. I didn't like her. I look back at Henry. He looked sad being home. He ran straight up to Christina and hugged her tight.
                          
"Your son... I mean my son showed up at my door earlier today." I said.
                          
"Excuse me? Your son." She said. " You can leave now, my son is back home where he belongs." She said before shutting the door.
                          
Bitch.
                          
I opened the door to my car when I heard a door opened and closed. I look up to see Christina run out of the house to me.
                          
"I didn't have time to thank you. If you didn't bring him back sooner Regina would have one of her fits." Christina said.
                          
"No problem." I told her.
                          
"Are you going to stay here?" She asked me while I was getting into my bug. 
                          
"I don't know yet." I said while driving off.
                          
Henry is my son.
                          
(A/N: This took forever to write. School and sports are getting in the way. Hopefully I will get a chapter done within the week.)