Chapter 3

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In the town hospital, the students from Mary Margaret's class were in a room, hanging decorations. Paige was giggling and chatting with some of her friends, but she noticed that there was one person missing, so she looked around until she found him. There was the mayor's son, Henry, in the ICU next to an unconscious man. Paige heard his name was John Doe, because no one had any idea what his name was since he didn't have any relatives. When Paige went over to him, the sliding doors opened, allowing her to enter, so Henry looked to see who it was.

"What are you doing?" Paige asked.

"Nothing. I'm just checking in on Mr. Doe."

Paige went over to his bedside and stared at him. His eyes stayed shut, and his monitor beeped every second to measure his heart rate. Paige took note of his features like how he had a muscular jawline and his hair color was dirty blonde like hers. He also had a straight line on his chin, which formed a scar.

As soon as the sliding doors opened, the two students looked to see their teacher, Mary Margaret, saying, "Henry. Paige. We could really use your help with the decorations."

"Is Mr. Doe going to be okay, Miss Blanchard." Paige asked.

"His name's not John Doe, honey. That's just what they call people when they don't know who they are."

Henry glanced at him for a moment before he smirked at Mary Margaret and asked, "Do you know who he is?"

She shook her head, replying, "Nope. I just bring him flowers on my rounds."

Paige looked back at him, placing her hand on the metal bed, feeling somewhat sympathetic, and Henry couldn't help but look at her when she asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Miss Blanchard shrugged her shoulders with her arms crossed and responded, "I don't know. He's been like this as long as I've been volunteering."

"Does he have any family or friends? Maybe they're looking him."

"No one's claimed him."

"So he's all alone." Henry asked.

"Yeah...It's quite sad."

When Henry looked back at John Doe, he then turned back to Mary Margaret and asked with a sly smirk, "You sure you don't know him?"

"Course I'm sure." she said with a small smile. "Come on. You kids shouldn't be here."

Paige looked back at the patient over her shoulder, feeling sorry for him, while Miss Blanchard led her and Henry out of the ICU. There had to be someone who recognized John Doe. Paige simply did not believe that he did not have a family in Storybrooke. Perhaps they were much closer than what she realized. If only he would wake up to say or someone would claim him.

As the day went by, Emma, Alison, and Mary Margaret were all having cocoa together by the kitchen counter in Miss Blanchard's apartment, and Alison and Mary Margaret couldn't help but stare at Emma as Mary Margaret asked, "You want me to read to a coma patient?"

Alison shook her head and jumped in, "Why not just let him down easy on the whole fairy tale curse?"

"I can't. He already believed that I thought he was crazy. I can't see him upset like that again. This way, it'll show him proof."

"What does Henry believe about this coma patient?"

"He thinks it will help him remember who he was."

"And who does he think he was?" Mary Margaret asked.

"Prince Charming."

They both looked at Emma strangely before they glanced over at each other as Mary Margaret said, "So if I'm snow White, he thinks...me...and him..."

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