For His Mothers
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katleeptTitle: For His Mothers
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Character/Pairing: Henry
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge: None
Warning(s): SPOILERS up to and including the Season 4 finale!
Word Count: 1,210
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
His heart is beating hard and fast as he runs swiftly through the forest which is both familiar and different in a way he can not describe. The land beneath his feet feels the same, but the air rushing around him, tugging at his clothes, and playing with his short, brown hair feels somehow strange. It is as though he can almost hear the magic singing in the wind, but there's also something about the air in this enchanted land that makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. In his last few years in Storybrooke, he has learned to expect danger, and here something stirring cold and deadly in his gut, which his mother has always told him to never ignore, warns him that danger literally lurks around every bend.
Still, he pushes on. His pounding heart leaps into his chest. Sweat breaks out over his body. His legs, his arms, everything in his young body throbs. He feels as though he might collapse at any second, but still, he pushes onward. He must. He has to for he's the only one who knows the truth about this world. He's the only one who knows that none of this is right, that none of them belong here any longer, and that their world is much better than anything any one can offer them in this for in their world, boringly modern though it may often be, they have each other.
Family is the most important thing of all. Love, friendship, and honor are all virtues he knows to be important, but family is the greatest one of all. He thinks of his family as he runs. He remembers his mother holding him when he was younger; how he aches to feel her arms wrapping around him again in love!
He tried so hard to make her believe him when he found her, but so far, he's failed. She doesn't believe him. She doesn't know him, even though he saw something in her beautiful, brown eyes that told him she did feel some connection to him. She would have killed him if she didn't, although perhaps not. This Regina is supposed to be a hero, after all.
His mother is in his grandmother's role when they were both younger, strange as it is, but then when hasn't his life been strange? He is the son of both the Evil Queen and the Savior and grandson to the Dark One and the fairest Princess of them all. Both good and evil magic courses in his veins. Henry fully believes that he will be able to wield great magic one day, and never before has he wished to possess it already greater than he does now.
If only he had magic, he could make this all go away. He could have stopped the Author. He could restore his mother's memory. He could save all his family with his magic, but he doesn't have magic -- at least not yet. He's only a boy, but heroes aren't measured by size or by age. They're measured by the valor of their hearts, and he's got enough courage from both sides of his family that he must be able to save them.
He has to save them any way. They are his family, even Rumplestiltskin. He wants his grandfather to have his happy ending, just not through hurting any one. He wants to see him happy with Belle. He wants to see all his family, and their friends, and none of that is going to happen in this land.
His muscles pump harder as he ignores the laboring of his breath and the dizziness that is beginning to threaten to cloud his judgement. He will not succumb. His mothers have saved him so many times. Even Hook has saved him before, and although Henry still doesn't particularly the Pirate, he does like the way he makes his mother, Emma, smile greater and brighter than any one before him has.
He has to find his family, Henry knows. He tried hard to make Regina believe, but she hasn't. He'll try again soon, but for now, his intended target is different. He made Emma believe before. He made her believe in magic, and he made her believe enough in him when they didn't even know each other that she drove all the way from New York to Maine when he showed up on her doorstep. He will make her believe again. He must.
A rock catches the toe of his sneaker, and Henry falls face forward into the dirt. He lays there for only a moment, but then he's pushing himself up and running doubly as hard. He has to find Emma. He has to save her and his other mother and their family. It's all up to him now as he's the only one who remembers, and he will not fail them.
Tears sting his eyes. He lets them fall, not caring, but yet he smiles as he clings to those memories that only he has now. His mothers have saved him so many times. He thinks of how they broke the curses, how greatly they cared for him when they shut every one else away, how he made Emma first believe and helped Regina to finally believe in herself. He remembers every hug, every pat, every tender touch, and kiss on his head and cheek. He remembers every time they've thrown their lives and very souls on the line to save him. They've protected him from so many things from the common cold to the Wicked Witch. They've saved him, because they love him, and he loves them more than anything, more than life itself.
But he won't die trying to save them. He won't die because of that love. If either of his mothers sees him about to die, something within them will click, he knows, and they will again come to his rescue. But it's more than that that will keep him alive in this quest to save all of his family, more than that that gives him the strength and will to keep running as fast and hard as he can through this enchanted wood to find his other mother.
It's love that dictates everything, and love that finds a way. It's love that will help him to find his mother and to convince both his mothers of the truth of their reality and that they are his moms. It's love that always enabled his grandfather to find his grandmother, and she him, and love that will enable him to find his mothers. He will find them. He will make them believe again for love never ends, love always finds a way, and nothing stops love, especially the most powerful True Love of a (mostly) good family
He runs harder. The Charming and Mills family will be united again. He will prove the Author wrong; love is greater than even his pen. They will all be together again, memories, hearts, futures, and pasts intact, he and their love are simply the keys to unlock the happiness he knows they already share together. He runs harder, his mothers first and foremost always on his mind and in his heart.
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Character/Pairing: Henry
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge: None
Warning(s): SPOILERS up to and including the Season 4 finale!
Word Count: 1,210
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
His heart is beating hard and fast as he runs swiftly through the forest which is both familiar and different in a way he can not describe. The land beneath his feet feels the same, but the air rushing around him, tugging at his clothes, and playing with his short, brown hair feels somehow strange. It is as though he can almost hear the magic singing in the wind, but there's also something about the air in this enchanted land that makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. In his last few years in Storybrooke, he has learned to expect danger, and here something stirring cold and deadly in his gut, which his mother has always told him to never ignore, warns him that danger literally lurks around every bend.
Still, he pushes on. His pounding heart leaps into his chest. Sweat breaks out over his body. His legs, his arms, everything in his young body throbs. He feels as though he might collapse at any second, but still, he pushes onward. He must. He has to for he's the only one who knows the truth about this world. He's the only one who knows that none of this is right, that none of them belong here any longer, and that their world is much better than anything any one can offer them in this for in their world, boringly modern though it may often be, they have each other.
Family is the most important thing of all. Love, friendship, and honor are all virtues he knows to be important, but family is the greatest one of all. He thinks of his family as he runs. He remembers his mother holding him when he was younger; how he aches to feel her arms wrapping around him again in love!
He tried so hard to make her believe him when he found her, but so far, he's failed. She doesn't believe him. She doesn't know him, even though he saw something in her beautiful, brown eyes that told him she did feel some connection to him. She would have killed him if she didn't, although perhaps not. This Regina is supposed to be a hero, after all.
His mother is in his grandmother's role when they were both younger, strange as it is, but then when hasn't his life been strange? He is the son of both the Evil Queen and the Savior and grandson to the Dark One and the fairest Princess of them all. Both good and evil magic courses in his veins. Henry fully believes that he will be able to wield great magic one day, and never before has he wished to possess it already greater than he does now.
If only he had magic, he could make this all go away. He could have stopped the Author. He could restore his mother's memory. He could save all his family with his magic, but he doesn't have magic -- at least not yet. He's only a boy, but heroes aren't measured by size or by age. They're measured by the valor of their hearts, and he's got enough courage from both sides of his family that he must be able to save them.
He has to save them any way. They are his family, even Rumplestiltskin. He wants his grandfather to have his happy ending, just not through hurting any one. He wants to see him happy with Belle. He wants to see all his family, and their friends, and none of that is going to happen in this land.
His muscles pump harder as he ignores the laboring of his breath and the dizziness that is beginning to threaten to cloud his judgement. He will not succumb. His mothers have saved him so many times. Even Hook has saved him before, and although Henry still doesn't particularly the Pirate, he does like the way he makes his mother, Emma, smile greater and brighter than any one before him has.
He has to find his family, Henry knows. He tried hard to make Regina believe, but she hasn't. He'll try again soon, but for now, his intended target is different. He made Emma believe before. He made her believe in magic, and he made her believe enough in him when they didn't even know each other that she drove all the way from New York to Maine when he showed up on her doorstep. He will make her believe again. He must.
A rock catches the toe of his sneaker, and Henry falls face forward into the dirt. He lays there for only a moment, but then he's pushing himself up and running doubly as hard. He has to find Emma. He has to save her and his other mother and their family. It's all up to him now as he's the only one who remembers, and he will not fail them.
Tears sting his eyes. He lets them fall, not caring, but yet he smiles as he clings to those memories that only he has now. His mothers have saved him so many times. He thinks of how they broke the curses, how greatly they cared for him when they shut every one else away, how he made Emma first believe and helped Regina to finally believe in herself. He remembers every hug, every pat, every tender touch, and kiss on his head and cheek. He remembers every time they've thrown their lives and very souls on the line to save him. They've protected him from so many things from the common cold to the Wicked Witch. They've saved him, because they love him, and he loves them more than anything, more than life itself.
But he won't die trying to save them. He won't die because of that love. If either of his mothers sees him about to die, something within them will click, he knows, and they will again come to his rescue. But it's more than that that will keep him alive in this quest to save all of his family, more than that that gives him the strength and will to keep running as fast and hard as he can through this enchanted wood to find his other mother.
It's love that dictates everything, and love that finds a way. It's love that will help him to find his mother and to convince both his mothers of the truth of their reality and that they are his moms. It's love that always enabled his grandfather to find his grandmother, and she him, and love that will enable him to find his mothers. He will find them. He will make them believe again for love never ends, love always finds a way, and nothing stops love, especially the most powerful True Love of a (mostly) good family
He runs harder. The Charming and Mills family will be united again. He will prove the Author wrong; love is greater than even his pen. They will all be together again, memories, hearts, futures, and pasts intact, he and their love are simply the keys to unlock the happiness he knows they already share together. He runs harder, his mothers first and foremost always on his mind and in his heart.
The End
