Glass Walls II – Reaching out
Title: Glass Walls II – Reaching out (Part 1 can be found here)
Characters: Henry x sister!Reader, OC-Jay x wife!Reader, OC-Hayles x adoptedMom!Reader, mentions of Regina x adoptedDaughter!Reader
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Word Count: ~1.5k
Warnings: emotional hurt
Summary: Henry turns up at your door. It is ten years later and it is time to talk about what happened.
A/N: I am ignoring the canon thing where everyone forgets who they are after leaving Storybrook. Since the reader is not a Storybook character I felt like the rules should be different for her. I am also ignoring the latest and last season of the show, since I haven’t seen it yet.
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There was a knock on your door. It was late on a school night and you weren’t expecting company. With mixed feelings you put down your book – Some fairy tale collection Hayley brought home, which you wanted to proof read for age appropriateness.
The surprise couldn’t be grater when you saw a sort of familiar face on the other side of the door. You were lost for words for the first time in a while.
“Hey, (y/n)” Henry said. He had grown quite a bit and lost his boyish looks. Ten or so year would do that to you, you assumed as you studied the once familiar face. The face you only remembered from pictures in your wallet.
“Ahm… Hey?” You weren’t sure what to say. It must have been the right thing through. A broad smile spread across Henrys face.
“It is so good to see you” He said “You can’t imagine the relief that you are even talking to me.”
Now he looked sad, his eyes losing the sparkle they just gained. He seemed to take his time studying you for a moment. And you let him. It was hard to sort your own feelings anyway. You didn’t know how you were supposed to feel or how you actually felt.
“Can I come in?” He asked then, shyly “I… I just want to talk to you.”
“Alright” On instinct you agreed. Did opening this door mean you would let the pain from the past back into your life? You could still feel the sadness and pain of the lonely teenager taking a random bus just to get away. Getting away was supposed to be closure and a way for them to get on with whatever life you couldn’t be part of. You were not sure if you were ready to face all of that, including the loneliness and pain, once more. Not with all the goodness in your life now.
As Henry stepped into your flat, it seemed as at least the part about the moving on had come true. He looked good, healthy and behind the sadness was a genuine happiness. It broke your heart that maybe you leaving was the thing they needed. But at the same moment, as you passed a family picture in the hallway, maybe leaving had been good for all of you.
Henry must have noticed the picture too as he stopped to look at it. His eyes became soft as he studied the three smiling faces.
“You have a family here?”
You nodded. Not sure what else to say. It felt so strange to watch the brother you once had look at the people you cared about most in the world now. You never thought these parts of your life would ever collide. Maybe you had closed the chapter about Henry and your mom after all.
You both stepped into the living room. Henry took the seat on the couch you offered him. He looked so out of place and different from the old photos. You quietly took your place on your previous seat, waiting for him to tell you what he wanted.
To your surprise he didn’t. Instead he did the one thing you wanted so badly ten years ago. “How are you, (y/n)?” He took the time to bother asking about your feelings.
“I…” You struggled a second, caught in surprise, but then thought about the hallway photo “I am good. Thank you for asking.”
“Can I ask about your family?” He asked after taking the answer in with a small smile “I don’t want to intrude. I just feel like we… I… messed up. I guess I want you to tell me that you have found a good thing here.”
You thought about his words for a moment. It was a weird thing to tell the brother you hadn’t seen in ten years about your life. But despite the weirdness it didn’t feel like he was intruding. He had been your brother, part of the first family you remembered, and that counted for something. Even if it ended with you running away, not looking back and them never coming to find you.
“I met Jay in the system. He never spent a day with a real family like I did. I guess we bonded over being alone in very different ways.” Flashes sitting alone at school lunch passed you. First you had been discussing whose life had been more shit. Then at one point both of you just accepted life was bad if you were unwanted no matter in what way. After that you tried to stick together. New schools and being moved around temporary homes was easier with someone to have your back. Once Jay was too old for the system he started an apprenticeship as a mechanic. You missed him and texted him as much as you could. Once you were too old too, he took you in and you were back together.
“We fell in love after years of friendship. Despite being treated like messed up siblings we never saw each other that way. I had a brother and at the time didn’t want one ever again.” Jay proposed to you in the diner next to the school you guys had been to together last. He told you how you had been the one constant in his life and all the family he needed anyway, all while being down on one knee. He was a good mechanic and you found your professional calling too. You married young, but no matter what, you guys made life work. You found each other when you felt like no one wanted either of you and from there on became a team.
“Then we got Hayley. The brightest sunshine in the world.” You had talked about having a kid. But after so many years in the system, Jay asked how you felt about adopting one. He wanted to give someone the chance he never had. And by accident he had also shown you over the last two years how your life had been a sad but bad example. Life could be kind to strangers forming a family not by blood but by love.
“I wish I could have been there to meet them.” Henry said quietly. His eyes were cast down.
“It was not supposed to go that way I guess” You shrugged, not really up for comforting him for hurting you so deep. “So what brings you to the Boston suburbs?”
“I wanted to apologize” Henry looked up from the floor, meeting your eyes “As a kid it is sometimes hard to see that the world is more complex than your own problems. I was so caught up between two worlds when Emma showed up… I couldn’t make sense of who was the bad guy and who the good. I lost track of what I had when looking for what more I would find.”
He paused. “Actually I must have lost track for a very long time. It has been ten years. I thought for a long time my world was the new family I got with Emma and everything that happened after. But… I was wrong.
A story is more than what you get at the end of your journey. Because everyone in it is formed also by where they came from. And trust me I saw a lot of good and very bad ways people started of theirs. But… No one forgets truly where they came from.
The only one that did was me. I pushed you away for the new family that I could have. Ignoring how you had been the sister I needed before any of them showed up. I forgot what life was like growing up just mom, you and me.”
He swallowed. You could see he had thought about this for a long time. He saw the mistake he made and he regretted it. Despite being a child at the time, he blamed himself for turning his back on what he had.
You didn’t know what to say to that. Ten years was a long time to hold a grudge, but also a long time to forget pain. You hadn’t done either and it made it so much harder now. What could you say?
Luckily you heard a sound from the hallway. The next minute Jay stood in the door. His eyes were wandering between you and the stranger. He had his work cloths still on and despite the light you could see a small smear of oil just beneath his left ear. His blond hair didn’t hide the black stuff very well.
“We’re having company on a school night?” He asked in surprise.
“Surprise company” You correct, before getting up. You stood next to Jay as he kissed your cheek and put his arm around you, probably getting oil on your shirt too.
“This…” You took a deep breath “This is my brother Henry”
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