Lost Girl, Lost Boy
Chapter One
Nights after the newly rebuilt town that had been erased from existence in a curse, only to be created once again after another, Emma finally drove into the center of Storybrooke, then got out of her yellow bug, as did the man who had come to New York to save her while Henry remained asleep in her car's backseat, as she looked around at the eeriness that surrounded them and spoke up in astonishment saying, "It's really back. I'm really back."
Hook walked around the vessel to stand beside the woman he had come to love even though his adoration wasn't reciprocated, then he answered calmly, "As quaint and homey as you remember?"
"As cursed as I remember," she responded with frustration.
"That's more like it, isn't it, Swan?" Killian said smugly as he pulled his hook out from beneath his leather jacket and reattached it to his brace covering his left arm, then used it to swipe at a strand of her hair having fallen over her shoulder.
Emma turned to him as she asked sternly, "How you gonna explain that to him?"
He looked through the window at the sleeping boy and replied, "Well, that's more your concern. Well, perhaps it'll jog his memory."
"Or give him nightmares," she retorted. "Last time, this curse took away everyone's memories. This time…"
Hook shook his head as he answered, "This time we don't know what it did."
She looked down in thought as she responded, "Then I'll find out. Stay here and watch Henry. Don't wake him, or scare him, or… just let him sleep."
"Aye," he replied and then turned to watch her as she began to walk away. "Where are you going?"
"To talk to my parents," Emma stated as she turned back to him while she continued walking backward, then spun around and kept going, leaving Killian behind to stand guard over her son, knowing that he would be safe with the man whom she had yet to understand her feelings for, feelings that immediately came flooding back to her when her memories returned.
Meanwhile…
Zelena was sitting down at the dining table inside an old farmhouse she had set up for herself in the outskirts all alone while she enjoyed dinner when one of her monkeys returned from patrolling the town on her orders. She ignored the creature at first until it began to squawk wildly as the witch rolled her eyes in annoyance and swiftly used her magic to transform it back into its former being, one of her imperial guards from the land of Oz.
She glared at the man as she asked curtly, "What is it you're going on about now, Chistery? Have you actually returned with news for me, or are you trying to beg me to set you free again? I warn you, I'm bored and irritated by these heroes inability to lose hope. If it's the later, you can forget it. If it's the later, I swear this time, I will kill you."
The man shook his head as he answered nervously, "No, Your Wickedness. I do have news for you. She's come; the woman you sent our Wizard to that strange, magicless city to keep an eye on for you, she's here."
"So, the Savior has come home to Storybrooke," the Wicked Witch responded bitterly as she stood up from the table and moved to stand before the head of her small army. "Which means that her memories have somehow been returned to her and my spy, that fool of a wizard you and the rest of Oz once loved almost as much as Dorothy, is dead. I take it that she has brought her boy with her?"
"Yes, Majesty," he replied again. "The boy is with her, but he doesn't appear to remember as she does."
Zelena nodded and then continued, "I see. She has her memories intact, but her child remains in the dark. Perhaps that might be useful. The question is, how is it that she has come to remember?"
Chistery backed away in fear, knowing that his next words would anger her, and finally answered, "She and her son are not the only ones who came back here. They have come with another man, a man dressed in all black and has a hook for a hand."
"So, that blasted pirate who has fallen in love with Emma somehow managed to outrun the curse and found a way to restore the Savior's memories so that she could return here to spoil my plans and save her family," the witch responded angrily as she picked up a single rose from the vase in the center of her table, then crushed it within her hands, not caring that one of its thorns had pierced her skin as blood trickled out from her palm. "I underestimated Captain Hook and his resourcefulness. I should have known that he would do anything for that woman. I should have had him killed, although I suppose it's too late for that now. Now he must be punished for trying to thwart my plans and Emma will soon see what happens when she crosses the Wicked Witch of the West. Thank you, my little monkey. You have done well tonight. I want you and the others to keep going about your orders. I have some planning to do."
"Yes of course," the guard replied and then was transformed back into the winged creature as it flew off once again.
Once the beast was gone, Zelena walked down into the storm cellar and stood in front of the cage where Rumpelstiltskin remained imprisoned in as she spoke up saying quietly, "It seems that the Savior has come home despite my best efforts to keep her away, thanks to a common enemy of ours."
Without looking at the woman, Rumple answered, "Everyone here in Storybrooke is my enemy, with the exception of my wife. To which one are you referring to? Wait, let me guess… Captain Hook, a man with quite the penchant for ruining one's plans."
"Very good," the witch responded smugly. "I need to make him pay. Other than seeing Emma Swan suffer, what is it that he fears most? How can I hurt him, and in turn let the Savior know that she cannot and will not stop me without there being consequences for her efforts to do so?"
"Killing him outright would be far too easy and it won't give you your desired effect," he replied plainly. "Whatever it is you do, it needs to be more subtle and painful. There are few things the Captain fears. Allow me to be a part of your plans, and I will gladly tell you exactly what you can do. After all, I have waited a long time to finally see him suffer."
She smiled and then said, "Very well. We have a deal."
Gold finally looked at her and stated, "Indeed we do."