Shawn and Gus got off the plane the next day and into their rental car. "So, Shawn. Why didn't you ever tell me that you had a son?"Gus asked.
"C'mon man, I didn't even know!" Gus eyes asked for more information. "Alright, do you remember when I was on the road?" Gus nodded. "I got married in Vegas one night."
At this Gus blew up, "Is this the reason for your stalling in proposing to Juliet?"
"Yeah, but that's besides the point. I kind of cheated on my wife before our divorce. I had a one night stand with this girl. She was young, blond, pretty."
"Yeah. I had no clue that I got her pregnant though!" Shawn and Gus continued to talk about their love lives as they drove. Finally they saw a sign that said "Welcome to Storybrooke" on it.
Debris covered the road. "There must have been a storm last night," Gus observed. As they continued into the town, they saw that cars had been flipped over and that there was a small crowd of people gathered in front of the town hall. Shawn stopped a tall young woman with red accents as she headed towards the hall.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for someone named Emma Swan," Shawn said.
Ruby gave a start, "Emma's missing and now you're in a town without a sheriff!" Then she started gathering blankets and rushed over to a medical station.
Shawn shrugged, "Maybe we should try to find my son then." He then noticed the townspeople crowding around David. "Let's ask him," Shawn said, pointing David out. The dynamic duo got out of their car and started walking towards David, who was talking to Ruby and Henry with an annoyed look on his face. "Excuse me, my name is Shawn Spencer and this is my associate Bless You. We are looking for someone named Henry. Do you know where he might be?" Shawn asked.
"You're looking for me?" Henry asked in surprise.
"Is your mom Emma Swan?" Gus asked.
"Uh-huh," Henry nodded. "Who are you?"
"Uh, I don't know how to explain this. But, I'm your dad," Shawn explained.
"Henry's dad is dead," said David, "Emma was going to take Henry to visit the grave today."
"Who are you?" asked Shawn, bewildered.
"I'm Henry's grandfather."
"How are you his grandfather? You're like, my age and your daughter is like, 28."