Here it is! The long anticipated chapter to kick off Once Upon A Time Travel: The Infinite Universe! I can't wait to continue this journey with you! This next season is going to be one of the busiest in terms of what the storyline focuses on. I had one idea and wrote that but halfway through I got a new idea and then it just spiralled out of control from there. I really hope you guys like this story and can enjoy it.
Chapter One: Broken
Storybrooke, Present Day
Snow frowned as she watched Henry escape into the trees. It must be hard for him to watch his mom and basically his stepfather drive out of his life for an indefinite amount of time.
"We're going to find Neal," Emma had told them earlier.
"Before Tamara finds him," Killian had added. "Henry deserves a chance to have his real father."
Was it with a bit of sadness that Killian had said that? Henry considered Killian Jones his father at the moment. Snow could see it in Henry's eyes when the boy watched everything Killian did. The way his eyes sparkled when he talked about what him and Killian had done while Emma and Regina were at their jobs. And Killian had already demonstrated his willingness to do whatever it took to save Henry.
Snow sighed as the yellow bug crossed the town barrier. Would Emma or Hook even remember them?
Real World, New York City, Present Day
A man in business attire walked through the streets. He traveled by foot, then by subway, until he arrived at his apartment. Inside, he saw that it was raining and that he had left his window open. As the man attempted to close the window, he dropped his cell phone down the fire escape. Frustrated, and the window remaining open, he leaned his head against the window sill. Suddenly, a pigeon landed the sill and then quickly flew away. When he looked up, he saw that it left a postcard from Storybrooke. On the back, the word 'broken' was written.
"Emma," the man sighed.
Real World, New York City, Present Day, Three Months Later
Emma was forced awake to the screams of a tiny baby girl with one impressive set of lungs.
"I got it, love," Killian whispered, getting up to go see what was wrong now.
Emma blinked sleepily. "You sure?"
Killian picked up baby Tallahassee and smiled softly. "Yeah. Pretty sure." He swayed side to side, gently trying to get Talli to sleep.
Emma rolled over as her cell phone rang on the nightstand next to her. Hastily answering it, she sat up.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Emma?" A woman's relieved voice gasped. "Emma, where are you?"
Emma frowned. "Who are you?" she repeated.
"Emma, it's Regina," the woman said in an annoyed voice. "Are you and Captain Guyliner alright?"
"Please don't call this number again," Emma said firmly. "I don't know who you are or how you got my number, but I would appreciate it if you left me the hell alone." She ended the call and her eyes met Killian's.
"Who was that?" Killian asked.
"Someone named Regina," Emma answered. She rubbed her eyes tiredly. "Know her?"
Killian hesitated before responding. "No idea."
Storybrooke, Present Day
"They forgot us?" Belle asked in confusion. She gave Dior a spoonful of mush. "I thought it only made people who've been brought over by the curse forget."
"She didn't forget when we went to find Bae last time," Gold pointed out. "I had to wear the shawl with the potion, but Emma and Henry were fine."
David shook his head. "There's gotta be something we're missing. The way we came back here, was that a curse? Maybe that's why Emma and Hook both forgot."
"Tallahassee Jones was born about a month ago," Regina said holding up a picture and letter. "This was written in Hook's handwriting. He sent us this birth announcement, so he has to know something."
"So what? Emma doesn't remember?" Robin asked. "Why wouldn't Killian have said anything?"
"Well, you remember back when Zelena's time travel spell took her and Killian to the past?" Snow said. At everyone's nods, she continued. "Emma wanted out of this life. She wanted to take Henry back to New York. She was happy with the fake life Regina gave them."
"Until the flying monkey showed up," Robin added.
"Right," Snow confirmed. "But if Killian knows, he can fight the fairytales off while Emma live in her bubble. She'll never have to be confronted by villians after the Savior."
"Why would he lie to her though?" David asked, frustrated. "Doesn't he care about her at all?"
"Of course he does!" Snow said quietly. "That's why he's doing this. Emma's living a happy life with Killian and their daughter. Why would he ruin that for her?"
"Because you can't quit this life, Snow," David insisted. "Some villain will always be after her. One of these days, Hook might not be able to hold them off. He might be killed or seriously hurt, and Emma won't know why or understand why. Then it will go after Tallahassee or Emma, and who's going to tell them the truth? Who's going to be able to make them remember? Plus, he's keeping secrets. That's not healthy for relationships."
"So you want to destroy her happiness now?" Snow countered. "David, she'll come back to us when she needs to." Snow walked to the door. "I'm going to get something from Granny's and maybe take a walk."
As soon as she left, David announced, "I'm going to New York."
"I'll go with you," Robin offered. He looked over at Gold. "Any chance of a memory potion and something to keep our own memories?"
"I believe I could find something," Gold replied.
Real World, New York City, Five Days Later, Present Day
It was too much of a coincidence that the same moment Emma and Killian saw Sam Winchester register the presence of an intruder in his apartment, that they heard the knock on the door. Frozen in disbelief, the two barely acknowledged that the intruder was Sam's brother Dean who wanted Sam to help him find their father. Finally, Emma managed to unfreeze her hand and pause the TV. She headed to the door of the apartment, another similarity that freaked her out more than she was willing to let anyone know.
Behind the door was two unsure men. Their faces melted into relief as they took in her face.
"Emma," a dirty blonde haired man said in relief. He moved forward.
Emma flinched back. "Stay away," she said in a steady voice. "I'll call the police."
"Everything alright, Swan?" Killian called from within the apartment. He appeared behind her and his eyes widened.
"Hello, Killian," the man said evenly.
"David," Killian acknowledged. "Hello, Robin." The other man shot Killian a tight smile.
"You know this guy?" Emma asked Killian. "You aren't his secret brother that's dragging him off to find your father and hunt the supernatural, are you?" This was getting to be a little to Supernatural for her liking.
"Actually, I'm your father Emma," David corrected. "And I need you both to come back to Storybrooke."
Emma tilted her head up. "Uh huh. Okay. Crazy's all yours," she told Killian before walking back into the apartment.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" Killian hissed.
"What are you doing?" David shot back.
"She's happy here," Killian answered. "Why should I ruin that for her?"
"Or maybe you're happy here," David argued. "Maybe you're being selfish."
"David," Robin cut in.
"She's my daughter, Hook," David said, ignoring Robin.
"Yes, and for the first twenty-eight years of her life, where were you?" Killian asked dangerously. "I seem to recall that you sent her to this world alone. An unknown world. I don't know what you call that, mate, but to me that sounds like terrible parenting."
"It's been three months," Robin said gently. "Snow's worried. Henry's worried. I think Regina's getting worried." He held out a bottled potion. "Gold made this for Emma. Just give it to her sometime. Call us if you do."
Killian took the potion and slipped it into his pocket. "Alright."
Robin gave Killian a smile before guiding David away from the door and down the hall.
Killian shut the door and returned to the couch where Emma was waiting.
"Everything alright?" Emma asked in concern.
"Everything's fine, love," Killian said quietly. "Did I miss anything?"
Emma shrugged. "Some idiot in a car got killed by this woman's spirit or something. Sam and Dean just arrived in Jericho and visited the crime scene."
Killian turned back to watch the rest of the show with a sinking feeling in his heart. The perfect life Emma had would soon be gone.
Storybrooke, Present Day
Gold watched the purple cloud of smoke rise out of the well and spread across town.
"Magic?" Belle asked from behind him. "What do you need to bring magic back for?"
"Prevents unwanted questions with unwanted answers," Gold explained. "It took a while, but I managed to wrangle the bottle I stored in Maleficent. Now there is no need for Regina, Emma, or myself to worry about restricting magic use to when no one is looking."
"I've been meaning to talk to you about that," Belle said suddenly. "Will Dior have magic? Seeing as you do and all."
"Everyone has a bit of magic," Gold explained. "Everyone born from the Enchanted Forest that is. It's only the ones who choose to practice and grow in their magic that people think of as having magic. It's not like those Harry Potter books."
"So Dior could use magic," Belle said.
"Yes," Gold answered. "She'll likely display magical signs. Dark Ones have magic that one learning magic could never hope to learn, thus our magical capacity you could say is nearly forty percent larger than that of the most powerful magician outside of the Dark One. Much of that power resides in Dior now as well."
"I'm not sure if she should learn magic," Belle said quietly. "I'm torn. It's part of her heritage of course, but magic has torn us apart too many times to count, Rumple."
"Your choice, Belle," Gold told her. "But I don't think it would be safe for her to learn any earlier than ten. That's quite a ways away."
Real World, New York City, Present Day
"We should take a roadtrip," Killian suggested that morning.
Emma almost dropped the bowl she was holding and cast a worried look in the direction of the television. "What?" she asked.
"You know, drive across the country," Killian added. "We could go to Maine. I've always wanted to see what it's like in Maine."
"Maine is known for rocky coastlines and nature areas, Killian," Emma said in disbelief. "I can't picture you on a nature walk."
"Well, whoever can finish half a bottle of wine can choose if we go on the road trip or not," Killian suggested, pouring two glasses. He turned his back on Emma to do so, and pulled out the vial of memory potion. Killian swallowed and poured the liquid into Emma's glass. He handed it to Emma. "Cheers."
"Shouldn't get drunk," Emma protested. "Tallahassee's right next door. She's barely three months."
"Cheers," Killian said firmly. He tilted his glass. "Going to let me win?"
Emma sighed and tilted her glass up. "Go!" she said, signaling the start of the contest.
Killian lowered his glass to the kitchen counter. Seconds later, Emma did the same. Her glass, however, was not empty.
"Ow," she moaned, clutching her head. "What's going on?" She gasped as memories of Henry visiting her on her 28th birthday, her arrival in Storybrooke, fighting a dragon, breaking the Dark Curse, fighting off the Wraith, Neal falling through a portal, and Regina erasing Storybrooke ran through her head. But the memories didn't stop there. Emma watched their battles with Zelena, time travel, Elsa's arrival in Storybrooke, the Shattered Sight spell, finding Lily, becoming the Dark One, traveling to the Underworld to save Hook, arriving back on her 28th birthday, and changing the past. "Hook," she whispered.
"Swan," Killian said. He gave her a weak smile.
"Tallahassee," Emma mumbled. "Killian, what happened?"
"When we left, you sort of zoned out," Killian explained. "You asked where we were, and I told you we were leaving Storybrooke. I don't think you completely understood, but we managed to make it back to your apartment alright. Sold that a week later and moved here."
"David and Robin stopped by," Emma realized. "But you said you knew them? How did you know them if we forgot."
Killian shifted uncomfortably. "Ah, that would be just you who forgot, love." He winced.
Emma flinched back. "I forgot, but you didn't? Why? And why would you just let me stay like this? Hook, we're getting married eventually. I know he turned out to be a flying monkey, but with Walsh it took me days to even consider accepting his proposal. I accepted you're right away, please don't make that a mistake."
"A mistake… Swan, you were happy!" Killian protested. "Why would I ruin that for you?"
"Because I'm happy in this life with my family!" Emma retorted. "We aren't supposed to keep secrets, Hook!"
The name Hook stung just a bit, Killian admitted to himself. He drew in a deep breath. "Emma, if I told you who I was would you have believed me?"
"True love's kiss?"
"Tell me. Does Emma Swan the orphan believe in that? Or just Emma Swan the Savior?" Killian asked scathingly. "As I recall, last time I tried that, I ended up in jail."
Emma's eyes flashed dangerously. "No. More. Secrets," she hissed. Emma stormed off and slammed the bedroom door behind her.
Storybrooke, Five Days Later
A yellow Volkswagen rolled slowly down the dark streets of Storybrooke and came to a halt outside a house. Emma got out of the driver's seat and opened the back door.
"Come on," she said hauling a man out of the car. "Killian, you've got Tallahassee?"
"Aye," Killian's reply was muffled by the car.
"We'll let them know we're here tomorrow," Emma said glancing down the street in the direction they had come from. "There should be a guest room you can use," she told the man.
Once Emma and Killian had gotten themselves, Tallahassee, and the man into the house, a red haired girl stepped out of the trees. Lucy smiled and pulled a cell phone from her pocket.
"Henry? Yeah, they just got back," she said into the phone. "He's with them."
Real World, New York, Four Days Ago
Emma's eyes narrowed as she watched Tamara and Neal walk down the streets of New York.
"Too late," she sniffed.
Killian shifted baby Tallahassee to the arm with his good hand. "It's early on a weekday, so Tamara might need to leave for work, right? Let's just follow them until then."
Killian turned out to be right, soon Neal was waving goodbye to Tamara as she entered an office building. He handed Tallahassee to Emma.
"He's less likely to run if its me," Killian murmured to Emma. "You're the woman he left to take the fall for his crime, he hasn't seen me in a few decades." He walked towards Neal with Emma tailing him.
Neal started at the hand Killian placed on his shoulder and turned around. His eyes widened a fraction. "Can I help you?" he managed.
"Bae, right?" Killian asked, causing Neal's heart rate to increase rapidly. "You go by Neal now though."
"Hook," Neal acknowledged. "Been a while."
"Aye," Killian nodded. "That it has. For me more than you it feels like, but that's not important. What is important is that I need to talk with you."
"Is it just you?" Neal asked quietly. "My father isn't here?"
Killian looked back at Emma. Then he focused on Neal. "One other."
Emma came over to where Killian and Neal were standing. "Hi," she said to Neal.
"Emma?" Neal gasped. "You broke the curse then?"
"Yeah," Emma said matter-of-factly. "Yeah a few months ago actually. Then we left to look for you, but turns out, leaving Storybrooke erases memories. Well, some memories," she said with ire directed at Killian. She continued before Killian could say anything. "Anyway, can you come back to our place? It's not far."
Neal looked at the simple apartment. There were a few pictures on the walls and shelves. Some of Emma. Some of Killian. Some of the both of them. The majority was Emma, Killian, and Tallahassee doing various things.
"You live here now?" Neal asked.
"Like I said," Emma answered. "We came to find you. Lost my memories in the process though."
"Who's she?" Neal pointed to Tallahassee who was now being held by Killian.
Killian set his daughter in a baby swing to keep her occupied. He sat down at the kitchen table with Emma and Neal. "Our daughter," he said.
"Her name is Tallahassee Jones," Emma said. She smiled. "She's about three months old."
"So you either managed to off my father or you gave up revenge," Neal said looking at Killian. "Which is it then?"
"I gave up on revenge," Killian answered. "I realized being a villain wasn't what I wanted to be. Helped Emma break a curse and here we are."
"August visited me just over a year ago," Neal said slowly. "You two would have met about that long ago, so tell me how that's long enough to…" he trailed off looking at Tallahassee. "Unless she isn't Hook's."
"That's something else," Emma said. "Killian and I are from the future. So are my parents, Regina, Henry, Robin, Belle, and Gold."
"The future?" Neal questioned. "Time travel is supposed to be impossible I thought. And who are these people?"
"My parents are Snow White and Prince Charming," Emma explained. "Regina is the Evil Queen. She cast the curse to bring us here, and she's Henry's adoptive mother. Henry is my son that I gave up. He's your son too. Robin is Regina's boyfriend, I guess. We all thought he died until he came back from the future. Henry's the author, I forgot that. He writes the new stories. Gold is your father. Belle would be Gold's...fiance? Girlfriend?" She looked at Killian inquisitively.
"I mean, they are married in the future," Killian shrugged. "I don't think they plan to change that this time round."
"I have a son?" Neal whispered. "Emma, I left you in jail pregnant?"
Emma looked away. "Yeah, well, I've had time to get over it."
"Emma, I'm sorry. I should have stayed."
"Yeah," Emma agreed. "You should have, Neal, but you didn't. And now it's too late to change anything."
"Wait. You said my father came back with you," Neal realized, eyes wide. "He sent you here for me right?"
"We came here for Henry," Killian said firmly. "In the future we came from, you die. He only knew you for about half a year."
Neal took a deep breath. "Okay, so this future you're from is one where I'm dead. My father is married to this Belle? You two already loved each other so a year to have a baby and get engaged isn't too quick for you two anyway. Henry is my son. The Evil Queen is friends with Snow White and her family. Is that all?"
"Pretty much," Emma nodded.
"Okay, well, I guess you know about Tamara then, right?" Neal asked for clarification.
"Hmm," Killian snorted. "Hate to break it to you, mate, but she turns out to be working for Pan."
"Pan as in Peter Pan?" Neal said in amusement. "I guess you would hate Pan."
"Pan tried to kill Henry last time," Emma interrupted. "Plus she's kinda already with another guy who is also working for Pan. Speaking of, does Regina know to put the barrier down?" she asked Killian.
"Not sure, Swan, but either way, I don't think Greg Mendel's arrival in Storybrooke will be that upsetting for Regina. He did assist in the kidnapping of her son after all. Personally, I'd like to go at him for that."
Emma looked pleasantly surprised, but she didn't press the subject. "We should leave for Storybrooke now. You don't have anything that important here do you?" she asked Neal.
"My life?" Neal said dryly.
"Your life's in Storybrooke now, mate," Killian said sympathetically. "Besides. There's someone you're going to want to meet. Her name is Dior."
Storybrooke, Present Day
It had hardly failed to escape notice that the yellow Volkswagen was now present in front of Emma and Killian's house.
"They're back!" Leroy yelled as he entered Granny's. "Emma and her boyfriend. I saw the car in front of their house."
"Emma and Hook are back?" David gasped, rising from his seat.
Regina scoffed. "Relax, dwarf. I just called Emma about a week ago. She doesn't remember us. Why would they be back?"
"Heard you missed us," Emma said breathlessly from the doorway. "Besides, I found something in New York." She stood to the side and let Killian slip into Granny's. He was carrying baby Tallahassee. "Get in here," she called over her shoulder.
Neal entered the diner and looked around suspiciously. His eyes narrowed when they landed on Gold.
"Dad!" Henry cried, first to break the silence, running over to hug Neal.
"H-h-hi," Neal stammered. "Henry, right?"
Henry nodded, then grinned up at Emma. "You found him!" His eyes slid to the baby in Killian's arms. "You had the baby," he said accusingly. "How come you never said anything?"
"Didn't remember," Emma said with slight irritation. She looked at her family. "This is Tallahassee Jones," she said gesturing to her daughter. "And if you wake her up, so help me I will rip out your heart and crush it. I'm running on three hours of sleep right now."
"Bae?" Gold croaked.
Neal looked away. "Rumplestiltskin."
"Neal?"
Neal looked over the crowd of people to see Belle standing in the doorway from the bathrooms. A baby girl was in her arms.
"Sorry. Do I know you?" he asked in confusion.
Belle's mouth twitched upwards slightly. "I'm Belle. This is my daughter, Dior."
Neal's eyes darted from Belle to Dior to Gold and back to Belle. "Your daughter?" he managed. "What...why…" he glared at his father. "What the hell did you do to her?"
"A lot," Belle answered for Gold. "But he never tricked me into this."
"He let his own son fall through a portal to an unknown realm because that realm didn't have magic!" Neal yelled. "He chose his power of the Dark One over his own son! He isn't capable of love, Belle, and he most certainly doesn't deserve it."
"I know that," Belle said calmly. "Believe me, I do. If I got a book for every time he tricked me or lied to me or twisted the truth, I could make the world's largest library. But he is capable of love and he does deserve it. You may have thought your father was a coward to cripple himself for life just to avoid fighting in the Ogre's War, but he did that for you. He made sure he would be there to help raise you at the cost of his own reputation." Belle glared at Neal. "He loves you more than you know. That's why he became the Dark One isn't it? To keep you from going to war like him?"
"You don't know anything," Neal hissed.
"No, you don't know anything, Baelfire," Belle corrected. She looked down at Dior. "This is your sister by the way. Thought you'd like to know." She stalked over to where Gold was sitting and put Dior in her baby carrier.
"When you said that was Dior Gold, I thought you were kidding," Leroy said, breaking the silence that followed Belle's outburst. "Since when does Gold have kids?"
"I'm not his kid," Neal snapped. "Thanks for this, Emma." He stormed out of the diner.
"Bae!" Gold called after him. He stood up and followed Neal out the door.
"Leave me alone," Neal yelled back. "I hate you! You abandoned me!"
"Please," Gold pleaded. "I'm sorry, son. I really am."
"Sorry doesn't fix the fact that you let your own son be transported through a portal to an unknown world. You chose power over me."
Gold looked away. He took a breath and looked back at Neal. "I know. I realize that, but Bae, I have changed. It's been a rough future, but myself and the others are the only ones that can change it."
Neal shook his head in disbelief. "I don't believe that for a second, papa."
"Let me prove it to you," Gold insisted. "Please, Bae."
"Neal," Neal corrected. "I go by Neal."
"Neal," Gold repeated.
Storybrooke, Present Day
Lucy waved as Henry left Granny's through the back door.
"My mom found Neal," he smiled. It faded though as he said the next sentence. "It's weird to call him dad though."
"Killian and Robin have been more like fathers for you," Lucy shrugged. "It's only natural. I'd be upset if you didn't think of them as fathers." She grimaced. "Speaking of Robin, how are they going to react? Technically speaking, it's been over a year. What's that saying? The bill comes due?"
Henry frowned. "The last thing they know is boarding the boat to the underworld. Reading the book they've learned about Robin's death and such. And technically, it's been negative years because it hasn't happened yet."
"I don't think they care about the timelines," Lucy said dryly.
"We have magic on our side," Henry pointed out. "Rumplestiltskin is the Dark One. He's more than capable of bringing down one of them."
"That was before he had Baelfire back," Lucy said. "How great of a length will he go to prove he has changed once he finds out what you did?"
A/N: Finally! Chapter One is done! I will admit that this is not the original chapter one. All my stories I had written on my iPad in the notes app got deleted. So that's over one hundred stories gone. I like this version better though to be honest.
So does anyone have any ideas on how they brought Robin back? I think I said something in Once Upon a Time Travel season one, but I didn't really say the how. Just alluding to the fact that they decided to bring him back. Anyway, you won't find out until season three or maybe the very ending of Once Upon a Time Travel season two: The Infinite Universe because I have a plot for this whole season that doesn't involve Robin's resurrection. Speaking of, can you guess what this season will be about? Hint, hint. It has two parts, just like a normal TV season would and you already know the first part is Narnia! What could the Infinite Universe mean?
Edit after writing chapter four: The first part of the season is Narnia and one other thing while the second part of the season is about Robin's resurrection.
This was a really long chapter. On Google Docs it goes onto nine pages. I don't know if all the chapters will be like this, so don't be upset if the next one is short.
Chapter Two: We Are Both; Time travel spell, Enchanted Forest, Cora, Graham, and a peak into Narnia.
