new york apartment

[done_reading]

Henry is not upset, precisely. Henry is determined. His mom and some mystery lady have found Baelfire- that's the Dark One's son! He's been lost for centuries!- and Henry isn't going to just... stay home and wait for them. He wants to go, to see what happens, to be in the story instead of reading it.

And spend time with his mom, of course. Moms who aren't evil queens are definitely the best.

He knows Emma, by now; she'll throw a few things into a bag, toss it into the back seat, and take off in her bug. She won't check the trunk, because it's still full of random odds 'n ends, blankets, and all sorts of other junk.

And so, if Emma should attempt to depart- she will be doing so plus one stowaway, happily nested under the blankets in the back.

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[blooded_poet]

Lynn manages to catch the meaning from context. 'Don't' and 'back.'

"... No back."

[my_own_savior]

"That sounds definitive enough for me."

They'll continue the drive, this time in silence.

[done_reading]

Well. The translation thing is bad. But Henry can't exactly talk to her until they get there, can he? Too bad, though. He was hoping for stories.

[blooded_poet]

Lynn does have quite a few, but - hard to tell them with no language to speak.

She asks some questions about words by pointing and saying, "Name?" and manages to cobble together a slightly larger pathetically small vocabulary before they get to New York.

It's a long drive, but eventually, they arrive in New York.

Even without the language, Lynn knows the way. She gives slightly clumsy directions, with the language barrier, but they manage. Eventually, Lynn points at an apartment complex, and says, "Son."

[my_own_savior]

"There? You're sure?"

[blooded_poet]

"There," insists Lynn.

[my_own_savior]

"Well, let's go pay him a visit."

[done_reading]

Moment of truth. This is why Henry came. Finding Baelfire! Yesssss.

He waits for his mom and Lynn to get out of the car. Then he extracts himself from the blankets and sets about following them.

Stealth, unfortunately, is not one of Henry's talents.

[my_own_savior]

It really, really isn't.

"... Henry? What are you - did you stow away in the back the entire time?"

[done_reading]

Mission abort! Mission abort!

"...no?" Henry tries.

[my_own_savior]

"Somehow," says Emma, "I don't believe you."

[blooded_poet]

Lynn will just be... Over there. Looking like she's kind of amused with Henry.

[done_reading]

"You found Baelfire! Rumplestiltskin's son! I want to meet him," Henry says stubbornly. "Besides. I'm already here, right?"

[my_own_savior]

"I'd - turn around and put you back, but we are already here," hedges Emma. "... Look, it's not safe for you to stow away in the back of my car. Not to mention Regina's probably worried sick."

[done_reading]

Yessssss! But Henry knows better than to smirk too much.

"I'll call her as soon as we're on our way back?" Henry offers. No way is he calling her first. She'll insist he comes back right away, and he wants to see this!