A/N: So i was so moved by episode 19, "The Return". So I decided to do a one shot on Baelfire, hope you like it. Now this is what I think really happened to him, PLEASE ENJOY! :3

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters

Chapter 1

"You're gonna die either way," Gold told August as he turned around. "This way I might get something out of it." And with that he left, August a bit shaken and deep into thought.

As Gold walked away he recalled what had happened. He had finally done what the conscious wanted, he was honest. And look where it got him, it was all thrown right back in his face. Once he returned to his pawn shop Gold placed the knife on the counter, then went to his office. That is where the world crashed around him once again.

All the memories flooded at him from every angle all at once. Becoming the Dark One, killing the man with the cart, Bae being unhappy with his magic, Bae making him a deal, killing Anora, Bae seeking the Blue Fairy, planting the seed... Gold couldn't think of what happened next, it was too painful.

"I'm sorry Bae, I'm so sorry," Gold repeated the words he had spoken to August just moments ago. "I've been looking for you." He cried in anguish. It was true, once coming to this world he had searched and searched, but had not found his son.

Pushing back the table he stormed into the store. Taking the ball he had placed on a shelf just that morning, he threw it through the window, shattering it on contact. He turned and noticed the knife lying there on the counter. He picked it up in his hands, and though there was no magic in this world he could still feel the power it possessed.

Taking the knife into the back room he stared at it, enthralled. He was mesmerized by the power it had granted him. Then the trance was broken, his hand tightened the handle into a death grip, turning his knuckles white.

"Damn you," he cried at the knife.

"Damn you!" Gold heard someone say.

He glanced up at the voice. There it was, a mirror. The exact same one that was in his castle. He looked upon himself, but it was not as the nefarious Mr. Gold, it was the treacherous Rumpelstiltskin.

"Yes that's right, I'm talking to you, Mr. Gold." The way The Dark One said his name was like nails on a chalk board.

"Go away," he crouched on the ground, hands covering his ears.

"I can't. You may have drove your son away, but you'll never get rid of me dearie." He sneered.

"No, no," Gold was falling apart, he didn't know what to do.

He heard the maniacal laughter he himself used years ago. "Yes, the blue fairy was right. She didn't get rid of Bae, you did. You'll never find him, maybe you haven't even been trying."

Raising his head to look at the mirror he saw just what a true monster the Dark One really was. "But I have, I've tried and tried."

Then the worst happened, Rumpelstiltskin stepped out of the mirror. "You pathetic," swinging his right leg he landed, inches from Gold's face. Gold flew across the store.

"How, how are you-"

"And stupid," Rumpelstiltskin picked Gold up off the floor. "How do you think? There's no magic here," he dumped him back onto the floor. "You're the one doing all this." Walking over, Rumpelstiltskin kicked Gold right in the gut. Gold gasped, all the air leaving his body.

"You will never find him. You never deserved to have a son like him," another kick. "You are pathetic, and a coward, and will never forgive yourself."

Gold was kicked again and again till he lost consciousness.