So I didn't have a clue what title I would give this so I just went with BBB. Bae and the Bear and the Bow. (Yes, I have ran out of creative juices for tonight.)
Here is Part 1, this is basically set during the episode and might not be what everyone was expecting. But the part with Neal telling the heroes off is pretty much there.
This is very anti-Hook and semi anti-Regina, anti-Charmings. (Don't get me wrong I love them all but I was very pissed at everyone in that office besides Belle.)
"If he hadn't brought the Darkness back to Storybrooke, we wouldn't even be standing here right now." said Regina.
"Rumple may be to blame for the situation we're in but so is Emma." countered Belle. "She was seduced by the Darkness just like he was. So how does that make Rumple any different?"
"Sorry love," said Killian. "The Crocodile had more chances than anyone."
"Well then if you're looking to point fingers," began Neal. "You can point them at me. I'm the reason why he brought magic back to Storybrooke. Hell, I'm the reason why he took on the Darkness in the first place."
"No one is blaming you, Neal," began Snow.
"Oh that's neat. I get a pass but my papa doesn't?" asked Neal. "Understandable since he hasn't done anything to help you 'heroes'. Oh wait, he did manage to bring you and David together. He taught you, Regina, magic. Oh and killed himself to stop Pan."
"He abandoned you," said Killian.
"He spent most of his life trying to find me," corrected Neal. "What did you do? Ran off with my mother and now you're going for the mother of my son."
This got Killian to shut up and look at Neal, surprised.
"Don't act like all of you are clean," said Neal. "None of you are. You don't know what it's like being the Dark One."
"And you do?" asked Regina.
"I did share a mind with him while you let your sister do whatever she wanted. So yeah, I do," fired back Neal. "The Darkness…it manipulates, it compels you do things. If you don't follow, you suffer. Papa made sure that the Darkness won't harm me while we were together at the cost of his own sanity and control."
"You see Emma as someone different from the Darkness," continued Belle. "Why can't you do the same for Rumple?"
"You turn your head when it was Zelena, preaching your crap about redemption," added Neal. "But when it's my father, no second chances. He deserved whatever happened to him right? After everything he has done for all of you."
"He hasn't done anything to me mate," said Killian.
"You should be thankful for that," fired back Neal. "If he had his way, he would have ended you a long time ago. But Belle and I told him not too. What did that get us? You trying to kill Belle twice."
"Stop!" said Mary Margaret, preventing thing from escalating.
"You're right," began David. "But we can't focus on that right now. We need to give Emma her best chance which means contacting Merlin."
"And if something bad happens to Rumple?" asked Belle.
"It's a risk we'll have to take." answered Regina as though it wasn't a big deal.
"Guess that's what heroes do now," began Neal, glaring at every single one of them. "Put their own needs first before everyone else's." With that Neal walked out of the office.
"Maybe you're willing to ignore Rumple's life, but I'm not." said Belle following her stepson out of the office.
"Neal!" called Belle as she followed the man out to the street. "Neal!" The man wouldn't stop walking. "Bae!"
"What?!" bellowed Neal as he turned to face her. "Sorry, I'm just very pissed off right now."
Before Belle could reply, another voice floated to them.
"Dad, you ok?"
Neal's expression immediately changed as Henry appeared and walked towards them.
"You heard?"
"You weren't exactly having a casual conversation," said the teenager. "I was wondering if I could spend my day with you and heard everything."
Neal gave a guilty look to Belle. They had planned to spend the day trying to find where Emma may have brought Rumplestiltskin. Belle had maps of the area at the library and Neal said they would start the search in the woods.
"Go," urged Belle. "I'll be fine."
"Sure?" asked Neal. "What if those 'heroes' bother you?"
"Dad," began Henry. "I know you don't like them now but technically you are part of the 'heroes' group."
"I'm not a hypocrite like them," said Neal and earned him a glare from Belle. "What?"
"It may be the truth Baelfire but they are also our family," replied Belle. "They also mean something to your son."
Neal sighed and gave his son an apologetic look. "I'm sorry Henry."
Henry nodded and hugged his dad. "I understand dad," said Henry. "That's what I mean, maybe I could help in looking for Grandpa with you."
"I don't think that's such a good idea," began Neal. He had told Henry that his grandfather may have been taken by his mother but with all the things that have come to light for the past couple of days, it was getting harder and harder to consider what to make of Emma Swan.
"I want to help," said Henry, his eyes pleading his father.
"Fine," said Neal. "We'll go get some stuff from the Victorian and try the cabin." He said and nodded to Belle. He could scout the woods and get Henry's mind off a few things.
"I'll be in the library," said Belle. "Call me if you need anything."
"You too."
Neal and Henry decided to grab some food from Granny's before heading to the cabin. They were patiently waiting for their food to arrive when Hook arrived.
"I was wondering if I could have a word," said Hook, his voice soft which Neal knew would mean one thing. They were going to talk about Emma.
"Sure," said Neal and turned to his son. "Give us a minute."
Neal and Hook went outside. Neal sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets. He might as well start things.
"Killian," began Neal. "I…I was out of line when I said the thing about you and Emma."
"No mate," said Killian. "You have every right to be mad at me. Remember what I told you back when we arrived from Neverland."
"That you'd back off for the sake of Henry," said Neal. "Killian that was then. I've died, resurrected, left for a trip around the world. I asked her to come with me, her and Henry. And she said no."
"But you said you'd come back," said Killian. "And here you are."
"And she's moved on," replied Neal.
"Are you telling me you don't love her," demanded Killian.
"Of course I do," answered Neal, walking up to Killian. "I will always love her but she's made her choice. And I will back off."
Neal glared at him then turned to get back in the diner.
"I don't want us to be enemies," called Killian.
"We're not," said Neal as he stopped but did not turn to face him. "The thing is Killian, you fought with the men in my family for the love of a woman. Both times ended with losing them to the Dark One."
"The bloody Crocodile–"
Killian didn't see the punch because the last think he knew was Neal was a good foot or so from him. How he moved so quickly was beyond him.
"You say that it's the Darkness not Emma that's doing all these things," began Neal as he shook his clenched fist. "Then the same is true for my father. You don't know what happened on that ship of yours. You don't know the internal battle that was happening between my father and the Darkness inside his head. So help me Killian, refer to him as the 'Crocodile' again that hook of yours will pierce through your heart."
Neal glared at the man and walked back to the diner to his son.
The surrounding areas of the cabin yielded them no trace of his father or where Emma might be holding him. Father and son decided to eat their dinner first before Neal would drop off Henry back at Regina's place.
Neal had not received word from Belle the entire day and frankly he was worried.
They were just about to hop in the car when they heard the faint shout of a woman screaming.
"Dad," began Henry. "That sounded like Belle."
Neal's eyes widened in realization that it was Belle. He grabbed his gun and told Henry to stay inside as he ran into the woods. His son being exactly like the chip off the old block and following him.
"Henry I told you to stay in the cabin," said Neal as they ran through the woods.
"I'm safer with you," said Henry as they ran together. Both calling out.
"Belle!"
They reached a small clearing and Neal almost fainted at the sight. A red-headed woman was unconscious on the ground. Neal remembered her from their trip to Camelot…well from the memories they did have of Camelot. Merida, the girl whose heart Emma almost crushed.
"Dad, look."
Neal's eyes traveled to a few feet from where Merida was. Belle had her arms wrapped around a man with a cane. A man who buried his face on Belle's neck. A man who he last saw was pale and unconscious in the shop.
"Papa?"
It was a soft whisper but both Belle and the man looked up. A familiar pair of brown eyes met Neal's and his breathe left him.
"Bae?"
Neal ran towards his father and swallowed him in a hug. He felt tears flow down his face as he tightened his hold on his father, reassuring himself that it was really him.
"Dad, I think you're crushing him," said Henry and Neal smiled as he finally let go and looked at his father's face who also had tears in his eyes.
"Henry," said Rumple with a smile and the boy ran up to hug his grandfather. "I'm so sorry for–"
"That was Isaac not you, grandpa," said Henry looking up at Rumple. "You tried to rid the world of the Darkness. You're a hero."
"Told you," said Belle and they all turned to her. "The three of us see it, Rumple and I think you finally saw it tonight."
"Anybody going to explain that by the way?" asked Neal as he looked at the now waking Merida. "How is Merida in Storybrooke?"
"Why don't you ask Emma," replied Merida as she brushed herself from the dirt and leaves that had managed to tangle with her. "I didn't hurt you?"
"I'll live," said Rumple. "You alright?"
"Fine," said Merida. "I really hate magic sometimes."
Neal studied his father. He was leaning heavily on his cane. He could see faint rope burns around the exposed skin of his arm. His suit was dirty and hang loosely from his body. He looked to have lost a few pounds since the last time Neal saw him awake.
"Anybody going to explain?" demanded Neal but then Henry's phone rang. Regina wanted him to go to her father's crypt.
"This isn't over," said Neal as he looked at Belle.
"Yeah I want to know what happened as well," said Henry.
"You shouldn't keep her waiting," said Rumple. "I promise we'll tell you everything. We just…have to take care of a few things."
"Like what?" asked Neal, raising an eyebrow at his father.
"Getting Merida her heart back," replied Rumple.
Neal's eyes widened in shock. Did his father just offer to help a woman who from what he was reading tried to kill him and Belle a few moments ago?
"Go Neal," said Belle. "We'll explain later."
"You need to ask mom if I can stay in the Victorian tonight," said whispered Henry.
Neal caught Belle's worried look. "We won't say anything yet?"
"If it's alright," said Belle. "I don't want to face them just yet."
"What am I supposed to say then?" asked Neal.
"That Henry wants to spend time with his father," said Belle. "Then Henry will give Regina his pleading look and say that he wants to tell his father stories from his book and she'll give in."
"Fine, but I expect a full detailed account of what has happened since I left you this morning," said Neal.
"We both will," said Henry with a smile.
"Oh just go already," said Merida. "We have other things to accomplish."
Neal glared at Merida but at the sound of someone limping towards him, Neal turned to see his papa placing a hand on his shoulder.
No words were needed to say as Neal hugged his father again. They broke apart and both were smiling.
"I'll see you later."