Turn Back The Clock: Part 1
Mr. Gold looked at his son and his heart broke as he saw those dark angry eyes which once held such and light and even kept the Dark One human. He wanted to make things right for Bae he was willing to do anything even them a second chance." Come with me to Storybrook, there magic there I can turn back the clock make you 14 again". He reached into his pocket and grabbed the small glowing green vial. "14 again? I.." threw the vial at his son and soon Neal was engulfed in a green smoke
His screams started to grow lighter and less deep. leaned on his cane and waited for the green smoke to clear
Emma stood next to Henry on the fire escape "look kid I'm sorry I lied but.."
"I want to meet him"
"okay but"
"it's fine I guess you had a good reason". The 2 shared a small awkward silence interpreted by the blood curdling scream
"WHAT THE HELLL DID YOU DO TO ME!".
Emma and Henry ran back into the apartment and saw Gold standing in front of the teen boy. The boy had brown eyes and shaggy brown hair that hung over his eyes. He was wearing Neal's clothing which now hung over his body. Emma was shocked "Who is this…wait Neal!?". He had a dark blush
"uh yeah it's. it's me".Emma looked around at Gold almost hoping it was a joke. Henry and Emma started to burst out laughing. Neal's staring could burn a hole through them. She looked at him
"sorry, ha-ha I'm sorry it's just you look ridiculous like that I mean you look like a kid trying on his parents clothes"
"god dammit why did you do this"
"Son please, manners".
"that's it I'm out" Neal slipped on his saggy pants and fell backwards.
"god dammit"
"BAELFIRE! WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT LANGUAGE" Neal was shocked at his father.
" reverse what you did Papa so I can return to my life"
"Sorry I can't do that unless you come with out to Storybrook, since I don't have magic here"
"Fine I'll pack my things"
Emma took a moment to process 'uh I guess we leave tomorrow". Neal went through the doorway to his room and slammed the door. Emma rolled her eyes
"greatttt I guess you'll be the same way when you're his age"
Neal came in to his room and removed the baggy clothes he looked at himself in the mirror and saw the knife scar over his left arm. He could still remember how it happened, how it all happened
250 years Ago, In Neverland
Baelfire looked through the telescope and saw the ship with the other lost boys chained to the beam of the ship. The shaggy looking man came from the bushes he was wearing a mud stained shirt with the left sleeve rolled up, black leather pants. His left arm was obviously cut off and was wrapped up in bandages. "So Peter you see the ship." Peter turned to his companion
"yes Captain I see it, I don't see your crew or the Witch". Jones pulled out his sword
"we must reclaim my ship, if either of us plan to survive in this world, how long as it been Mr. Pan 40?…50 years?"
"yes Captain, we've been here for over 50 years"
"But still feel like yesterday I came her" Jones looked down into the ocean and saw the small rowing boat." let's go Peter".
Peter began rowing while Hook took a long breath. "Captain are you sure it's wise to use the sea to fight her?"
"yes Peter my ship is enchanted they could move to any stop before we could track them, and besides we need to save your friends, and get back my ship".
Present
Neal snapped back to the present he went into a old suitcase and pulled out some old clothes. He packed the others and walked out, he saw his father sleeping on the couch, Henry sleeping next to him on the couch and Emma sitting on the fire escape., He decided to sneak out for a little bit. He snuck through the living room and opened the door quietly. He looked around and saw the old familiar bar sign "yeah I could go for a beer".
He walked into the bar and saw the beautiful bar tender. He took seat on the bar stool and gave her and wink "hey sweetie how bout a cold one". She looked at him shocked then let out a small laugh
"oh aren't you a cutie pie". Neal felt the blood rush to his face he almost forgot what had happened just hours before.
" Is your dad here with you?"
"uh no.. uh sorry I'll be leaving now". Neal felt the his face burning.
How many embarrassments does he have to go through before whatever force out there just can strike him dead. He started to walk to his old hang out a old broken down park, he sat on the swing and just pushed his legs up and down. He noticed everything became so clear to him when he was here, ever since he first came to this strange land, without magic…without those memories.
He remembered when he first arrived, he woke up in this park it was in the 90's he had awoke on a park bench, he saw cops all around him they thought he was dead, but considering the fact that he woke up with his still newly stabbed arm and he was bleeding out by the moment they had every reason to freak out.
He awoke several day later to find his arm bandaged up and in a sling. The boy looked around couldn't see anything to tell him where he is. Suddenly the door opened and a female doctor, no older then was tall had long brown hair tied in a pony tail. She had green scrubs under her white lab coat. and the cop he was burly, wore a dark brown uniform and had a white stain on his tie. He wore a sheriff's hat which was pulled upwards revealing his bald head.
"Okay son have a few questions for ya" the boy looked at the 2 and shook his head in agreement
"can ya tell us your name son?"
"uh I…I don't know"
"do you know how you got stabbed?"
"no I don't know"
"hmm well son, there's no records of you anywhere in the system".
The Doctor turn to the Sheriff and whispered something in his ear, "I'll leave you know, get well soon son"
After a few weeks his arm got better, the boy sat in his bed when the man in the black suit came in "Hello Mr. Doe"
"Doe?"
"Sorry it's what's on the reports don't worry though after today you'll have a name"
He sat next to the boys bedside he opened his folder and placed his reading glasses on "okay son I'm going to hand you this book and you pick out a first name." the boy looked through the pages for about 3 hours before he pointed to the name. The doctor looked at the name
"okay Neal? Now let's pick a last name". he turned the page back and found the final one. The doctor stood up and offered his hand
"From this day forth my young friend your name is Neal Cassidy".
Neal shook back to reality and noticed a father and son happily enjoying the park. He saw the happiness on there faces and he knew what he had to do. He needed to make things right…no He Will Make Things write
Neal came out and stood next to her "so Henry seems like a good kid"
"Yeah no thanks to the 2 of us"
"Well you obviously did something right if he's that good of a kid"
"But I didn't raise him I gave him up after I had him". Neal gripped the railing.
" Why did you give him up?"
"I was broke, and still in jail I couldn't raise him, I barely made enough for myself"
"What about the money I left?"
"what money?"
"That son of a bitch!".
"August again?"
"yeah".
"So I came up with an idea to bring me back to normal"
"hmm?"
"Yeah a simple good old fashioned True Loves Kiss"
"riiight"
"I'm serious Emma just kiss me and I'll be back to my good old self"
"and that's an improvement?"
"Fine" Emma bent down and kiss Neal…..
