On a wet rainy day, just the same as any other day, Neal Cassidi was passed out on the sofa from having a late night of drinking....again. Emma was in her son's room sat on the end of the bed, she was on her very smashed up but somehow still working laptop and her soj Henry was in his room as well, lay on his bed. Neal had found out he lost his job the night before and took it out on his girlfriend and son, Emma got locked in the spare bedroom while he beat Henry to a pulp, the teen didn't cry or scream not wanting his mum to hear him but he was also used to the feeling of pain. Emma and Henry had secretly saved up some money, Emma from working in a bar and Henry from being the paper boy in the morning, they had saved up enough money to get two plane tickets. "So where shall we go to start our new life?" Emma asked her son, the teen slowly sat up wincing from pain,it made the woman's heart break seeing her baby in pain, bruised and beaten "I don't know, I never thought we'd have enough money to leave so I never thought about it" the boy said as he sat next to his mother "okay how about this, you pick a number and we'll go down the list?" that sounded like a good idea. Henry thought for a second before picking his faverate number "12" Emma went down the list of places that were in their price range "we, my dear handsom son, are going to a little town called Storybooke" they looked the place up and it was really nice, a forest for camping, beach close by, many places up for sale and it's quiet small so everyone new one another. After an hour Emma closed her laptop lid "there, the plane tickets are booked, we'll be staying at a B&B until we find a house and we'll be leaving tonight at 11" it was exciting to hear this "I can't believe it, we're actually leaving" Henry said hugging his mum "yeah, and we're never coming back, ever". Henry then thought of something "how are we going to get away when Neal's still here?" Emma thought of something "tonight a football match is going to be on the TV at the G&D" the teen knew where this was going "so when he goes, we go" his mum nodded "yep, I'll call a taxi later for 10:25, the traffic maybe bad, just pack what you have when he leaves as quick as you can...now all we need is a code name?". This made Henry smirk "hmm....how about....operation flying swans?" it made Emma chuckle and smile "it's perfect" she was really thankful and happy that Henry still acted the age he was every now and then, he only after like this when he wasn't on guard and didn't have his shield and mask up, when they were up he was protecting of his mother, after much older and wider then he was, but she guessed that was because of the such little childhood he had thanks to Neal. "I'm gonna make some Mac and Cheese, you want some?" Emma asked hiding her laptop under the mattress and stood up, Henry also stood up "yeah sure, but I better cook it unless we want to set the house on fire" that earned his a playful smack on the arm "watch it you" but she couldn't disagree. Many hours had passed, Emma and Henry stayed in the boys room for most of it, Neal was either passed out, watching tv, drinking, shouting at Emma or beating Henry, he was so angry all the time. Finally the time came to where Neal was leaving for the pub "you two better stay in your rooms until I get back!" and with that he left, he's locked Emma in the spare room again and beaten Henry up to where he was knocked out. Emma managed to pick the lock on her door, she's been screaming her son's name but never got a reply, she made a b-line for Henry's room. When she got to his room she gasped, the teen was lay on the floor covered in blood, cuts and bruises "oh my god Henry!! What did he do to you?!" she tried to shake the teen, after 5 long minutes he began to stir "uhh, god my head hurts...everything hurts" Henry mumbled "I know kid...but we're leaving now, go get a shower then pack, okay? Then we can leave and be free" Emma said helping her son up who nodded "okay". While Emma packed a suitcase, Henry took a quick shower to wash off the blood, it stung and burnt like hell with all the cuts and gashes. When he finally got dried off he put some clothes on and packed his back pack, they really didn't have much thanks to Neal. "I'm ready mum" Henry said as he went into his mother's room "good, so am I and if I'm right that's the taxi" they walked out of the house and towards the taxi, they got in and told the taxi driver to go to the airport, Emma turned to get son "you ready kid?" she asked, the boy slowly nodded "yeah...I'm ready, let's get out of this hell whole mum" they both smiled and hugged "I love you Henry" Emma said as tears welled up in her eyes "I love you too mum". Off they went to start their new life in a small town called Storybrooke...boy how their lives were going to change but for better or for worse.