six weeks later // storybrooke

We were stood in Regina's office with Arthur and his men, strangely enough.
"A curse?" He asked.
"That brought you to our realm and wiped the last six weeks from your memory." Regina finished for him.
"Who would do that?!"
David looked to Regina anxiously.
"We weren't completely honest with you in Camelot..." David said.
"Our daughter, Emma is The Dark One. She cast the curse." Mary Margaret explained.
"You lied to me?" Arthur asked us, raising an eyebrow.
Henry nudged my arm, gently. "Perhaps we should go, leave them to it."
I looked at him and nodded. "Yeah... seems like a good idea.
Henry and I headed for the door and their voices soon enough became faint.

"What're we gonna do?" I sighed, resting my head against the wall of Henry's room.
Henry shrugged and sat down on his bed. "I have no idea." He then tapped the empty space next to me for me to sit down. "We've gotta do something to help out." I said to him. "They obviously haven't included us enough yet because they think that we won't be able to help because we're a lot younger than them and just... well... kids."
Henry slowly rubbed his hand in small circles on my back. "Babe, we're not kids."
I looked up at Henry, shocked. "You just called me babe...?"
He laughed lightly and took his hand off my back and brushing his fingers through his hair. "Yeah, well, I thought maybe you'd like it."
I smiled. "Yeah. It's new, but I like it."