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Snow White // Mary Margaret Blanchard (ex_gavemepau32) wrote in wariscoming,

"What-Henry?" Snow staggered to a halt, one hand flying to her mouth as she caught sight of Henry coming toward her. Henry who had fallen unconscious not even a day before. Henry who could have died and she wouldn't have known until someone had called her. He was here.

She didn't hesitate. How could she? How could she hesitate when it was her grandson right there and alive? The impossibility of it didn't even bother her in the face of someone so familiar and dear.

She ran to him without any other thought but being able to touch him and reaffirm that he was here. Right. Right. Here.

"Henry?" She froze mid-fall, bouncing on her heels in a crouch before him, hands splayed out but not yet touching. Her hands were shaking too much to touch. "Henry, you're all right."