Henry was in one of his stubborn moods in his session with Archie. "She has to be," he said, his arms folded in front of him. Archie sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he regarded his young friend. Henry had continued to come to him, even after he started living with his mother. It was something stable in his life, something to give him ( Read more... )

To say the last few weeks had been crazy was possibly the understatement of the year. Archie was in Granny's Diner, sitting looking out of the window onto the street. Ruby had been feeding Pongo treats again, and after all the insanity, things were... well, as settled as Storybrooke ever got. They seemed to lurch from one crisis to another, and ( Read more... )