Emma swept her hair out of her eyes as she printed out parking tickets at the sheriff's station. Things in Storybrooke had been unusually quiet lately and the sheriff was enjoying the break from the normal chaos that erupted so often in the town. It had been about a month since the whole upset with the author and the rewriting of happy endings and things were finally dying down. The only call the station had received all day was from Granny who had a customer leave without paying.
Emma propped her feet up on her desk and starred off into space, taking a break from the dull work of filing and printing. The phone rang, surprising Emma so much that she nearly fell off her swivel chair. She picked up the phone, her heart still beating rapidly.
"Emma Swan, sheriff station, how may I be of assistance?" Emma spouted her usual phone answer.
"Emma! Come to Gold's shop right now. Rumple somehow made a new magic quill and he has the ink! It's the same kind that the author had but now Rumple is planning on rewriting everyone's fate and giving himself a happy ending. I need reinforcements!" Regina said in a hushed, but panicked voice.
Emma sprang out of her chair, " How did he get a new quill?!" she asked.
"He used the broken quill that belonged to Henry and used it to make a new one! Please come right this second!" Regina said
"I'll be there as soon as I can!" She grabbed her keys and ran out the door and into the patrol car.
With the petal to the metal, she sped down the empty main street with sirens and lights blazing. She ran through a red light and parked her car in front of the pawn shop. She noticed Regina's Mercedes Benz parked across the street and she ran inside the shop.
Upon entering, nothing seemed out of the ordinary; the shop was quiet and completely empty. There was no sign of Regina or Mr. Gold. She looked around behind the counter but there was no sign of anyone.
"Gold please stop! Think of what you are doing!" Emma heard the distant voice of the mayor coming from the back room. She ran into the back room and came upon Regina and Gold.
"What the hell is going on here?" Emma asked furiously.
"Well, hello to you too Miss Swan. It was great of you to show up at such a perfect time. You see, with this new quill that I've been working very hard on, I will be able to determine the fates of anyone I want. Now tell me, how would you like your happy ending to be? How about a wedding with Hook soon? And for you Regina, how about I write your dear sister out of the story and give you the baby you want with Robin?" Gold said, looking admirably at the hand-crafted quill.
"Gold do you seriously not remember the last time you and the author tried to rewrite things? If I am recalling the memory correctly, I'm pretty sure Regina was stabbed and nearly died. So how about you put the quill down and give it to me." Emma said in a calm voice.
Mr. Gold chuckled at the remark, "You see, if I gave you this quill, I would never have my dear Belle back. I would live and die alone and never have her to love. How do you expect me to get her to love me without this quill?"
"Rumple, forcing someone to love you isn't true love and you know that. Please, listen to Emma." Regina pleaded.
"Fine, if you don't want to be included in these magnificent happy endings that I could write you, I will write you different endings and trust me, they will not be happy at all." Rumple replied with a smirk.
"No!" Regina and Emma yelled simultaneously.
Mr. Gold laughed, "Too late! You had your chance to be a part of this. Let's see for Emma we will give a curse…"
Emma watched with eyes wide as he began to write in a blank book with the quill.
Emma will never be able to share a touch with her true love.
Rumple read the curse out loud and Emma lunged at the man, ready to beat him until he handed over the quill. With a quick wave of his hand, Emma was pinned against the wall, held by Gold's dark magic. She was unable to move herself from the wall, but she still had control of her arms and legs, which were flailing crazily in an attempt to attack Rumple. All attempts failed as Rumple continued to write.
"And now for Regina, let's give her the a curse as well! But before I do that, let me write my own happy ending." Rumple said, the quill moving furiously across the page.
Rumple and Belle lived in love and happiness all the days of their life.
Regina and Emma made eye contact and in one fluid motion, both raised their arms and shot magic at the man, which threw him to the ground. The force caused the quill to go flying and it landed at Regina's feet. Rumple lay on the ground, completely discombobulated. He scrambled to get up and as he did so, he heard a horrid snap! He looked up to see Regina had broken the quill in half and stuffed the two pieces in her coat pocket.
Emma fell to the ground from where she was pinned to the wall. Rumple stood up and laughed mischievously. "Did you think that snapping the quill would infuriate me? I already wrote myself a happy ending and Emma is now unable to touch her precious loved one. The loss is yours!" Rumple announced.
Regina raised her arm and a flaming fireball formed in her palm.
"Come on Regina. Let's get out of here. It's no use fighting with him." Emma said as she picked herself up from the floor. She walked out of the back room and into the shop, with Regina directly behind her. They walked out the front door and out into the cold, Storybrooke air.
"Regina, what are you gonna do with the quill?" Emma asked, avoiding the thing that was on both her's and Regina's minds.
"Don't worry Miss Swan, I'll destroy it as soon as I get to my vault. Hey are you alright? You know, about the whole curse thing and not being able to touch Hook?" Regina asked with a concerned look on her face.
Emma swallowed and looked Regina in the eyes. "I don't know, I think I'm still processing the whole thing. And how do we even know that what he wrote will actually come true? After all, the quill was homemade and maybe it doesn't work." Emma said hopefully.
"Well, there's only one way for you to figure that out." Regina replied in a quiet voice.
Emma nodded knowingly as she got into the cop car. "I'll see you later tonight when I pick Henry up."
Regina smiled a sad smile, got into her own vehicle and drove off.