New Neverland

Chapter Three

(Un-edited)

(Henry's P.O.V.)

I was freaking out. She was gone . My sweet , innocent little baby sister was gone . Well that was mostly true , minus the sweet and innocent .

In my defence I did have to look after her myself and was just a kid and I'm still pretty ..... Childish .

When she got older she started to have more questions .....that I didn't exactly know how to answer .

Like 90×56 ? where are out parents ?  where's my iPod ? Where do babies come from ?

She was such a curious kid , just like me. And also like me , she didn't stop until she got her answers . Apparently the answer I gave her to her question wasn't good enough because she decided to go exploring and figure it out for herself . I had just told her I would tell her later on BIG MISTAKE .

I grimaced at the remembrance of that day . I'll be honest it wasn't my proudest moment .

[Flashback to 4 years ago]

I sat in the living room watching reading one of my newest favourite books when I suddenly remembered.

I had to write the next chapter to my newest story ! And I completely forgot ...... It also may or may not be due to my boss by tomorrow .Oops

I jumped up from the couch and ran to my office . Well office/laundry room , I opened my desk drawer in a flash and found that my laptop was .. Gone ?

I swear that I left it right here ???....

Then it hit me . Hazel.

I quickly ran out of the office dodged kitchen chairs and other furniture and I finally reached her door .

In all honesty I hesitated before I opened it . What if I was too late ? What if she had already seen things that couldn't be unseen ? Had she already passed out ? Maybe she hadn't seen anything and still had innocent eyes ?

I had pushed all of these thoughts away and slammed her bedroom door open to find my baby sister . Eyes glued to the digital screen of my new laptop , that was surprising turned off . Pupils as tiny as dots , mouth agape , as pale as a ghost .

I was too late . I didn't even have to ask to know exactly what she had seen .
I had the same look on my face when I found out about the birds and the bees form some older boys in the system . Let's just say the way I found out wasn't exactly pleasant either.

I couldn't make her unsee anything and I couldn't fix the fact that those images were now burned into her 10 year old brain . But I knew what I could do. I could be a big brother , and I could do what big brothers do best.

I slowly picked up and laptop off of her lap and placed in on her Victorian style white night stand . I turned to my baby sister and pulled her into a reassuring hug, gently rubbing her back to try and comfort her .

I didn't want to try and force her to talk. She needed to be comforted ,plus my sister isn't exactly someone who follows orders .

I wasn't her parent, nor was I sure what my mom would say in this situation , either or them . I realised then and there that I needed to stop trying to act like my moms for her . I wasn't her mother , I was her brother.

So I decided to comfort her the only I way that seemed right as a brother .

I slightly pulled away from the right embrace I was in and tilted my baby sisters head up so that my eyes locked with her crystal blue ones .

"Once upon a time ......"

[Flashback over ]

I sat down in my mid-condition love seat and thought about that memory of me and my sister . It may not have been one of the happiest of them , and it may have been slightly traumatizing for both parties. But at the end of the day I was a good brother , and I bonded with my sister by sharing some of the fairy tales from my book that I knew by heart.

Snow white , Cinderella , Ariel , and her personal Beauty and the Beast .
I remember her telling me that she loved the romantic story of a princess falling in love for a man because of his heart and not his appearance . I loved he reviews on things , especially for someone so young . She was only ten at the time so I never shared the more .... tragic stories , such as Pan's.

She's now fourteen and still had no idea who Peter Pan is . I've even tried to keep her from even learning about kids version of him , I may have looked a little suspicious at times.

Like when the movie was playing on tv , she went to watch it and I have to say that I have never turned a tv off quicker in my life . She was so confused and overall curious as to why I did that but I was willing to keep her away from him at any cost . Even if I had to act ridiculous and demand that she never even utter his name .

And now she's headed to Storybrooke. Exactly where he is , and is currently ruling over.

I guess I got so caught up in reminiscing that I completely forgot that my baby sisters life was possibly in danger .

I knew that I couldn't get to her before she crossed the town line , but I could at least call her and try to reason . She was the most stubborn person I'd ever met , which makes sense given her lineage . I knew that if I did get to contact her that the least I could achieve was getting her to wait for me before she entered town . But I was desperate and I would take the offer any day over her being in town , with
Pan , alone. 

I called and called and called but all I got was her dial tone then voicemail . I tried to talk to her through texting . Key word tried . I left message after message and got no reply , so I decided to give calling a shot again . I mean she's gonna have to answer eventually right ?

Wrong . I tried calling again and it went straight to voicemail which told me that she had her phone powered off . Great , just Great .

I grabbed my travel backpack and ran out of the apartment . I must of looked like a maniac to anyone in my apartment building , on the street , in the subway , then at the train station.

Mainly because I was still in my pajamas . Which consisted of sleep pants and a 5sos t shirt . And before you get all judgy , I was only borrowing it from Hazel because all of my shirts were dirty . Based on the fact that my sister is a fairly tiny teenage girl and I an a young man , I may or may not have stretched her shirt out a little .. Sorry Hazel

I was currently in line at the train station and waiting to buy a ticket .

"Next in line , please " the operated woman called out and guess what ; I was next in line .

I walked up to the window

" one ticket to Maine please "

I waited for the woman who apparently named 'Lanie' judging by her name tag to ring me up

"42.50 sir"
she stated the price of my ticket

I reached into my bag for my wallet

Well here goes nothing Storybrooke her I come

Wait wait wait .... Holdup a quick sec.

My wallet isn't here . Hazel must of took it , I should've known . Like brother like sister .