Author's Note: This is a sequel of sorts to my drabble Divine Intervention in the Bits and Pieces series. The events of that story were left deliberately open-ended, but it's important to note that Kurt is a former Greek god who was transported to this world when Regina cast Rumplestiltskin's curse. He's been trapped here ever since and regressed his age, allowing the Hummels to raise him.

Emma pressed her index and middle fingers against her thrumming temples. "All of this speculation and arguing is getting us nowhere." She looked around the table. "What are we going to do to stop this ... witch?"

Regina barely suppressed a snort as she rolled her eyes.

"You don't know her at all?" Emma asked once more. "You've never met her?"

Regina opened her mouth to snap off a sharp retort, but just as quickly shut it in favor of truly pondering the question. She was silent for several moments. "I suppose it's possible that she and I crossed paths at one time, but I honestly don't remember ever speaking with the woman." She shrugged helplessly. "I believe I'd remember encountering someone with that much power."

Emma bit her lip and nodded. If it was one thing Regina kept track of, it was perceived enemies.

A saddened David looked over at a sedated Mary Margaret. "I don't understand why Zelena took the baby," he whispered furiously. "She only needed him for the spell. Once it worked, she had no use for him. So why take him?"

"I don't think the spell did work," Regina mused, "at least not as she intended. Yes, the result was translocational, but I don't believe it was temporal."

"She moved in space, but not time," Emma clarified.

"Exactly. There would have been some indication that she had." She exhaled. "It's not the best news, but it is good news. At least we don't have to go traipsing about the timestream and corrupting it in search of her. We just have to determine to where Zelena escaped."

"Can you do a location spell?" asked a desperate David.

She shook her head in regret. "Even I don't have that kind of power. This transcends dimensions. She could be back in the Enchanted Forest or Oz or in any one of the other realms. We would have to open a portal, which is dangerous for several reasons, not the least of which is that we have no idea even where to start looking for the bitch."

"What about adding my power to yours?" Emma asked before blushing. "I know I don't really know what I'm doing ... "

"It's not that," Regina said. "If anything, your nascent power would be a boon. It's raw and unfocused and I could possibly guide it with my own. The problem is that Zelena's power is at least equal to mine, if not greater. Trust me when I say that she's taken steps to occlude her presence. Even if the spell did work, she could probably intercept it and misdirect us."

"I can't believe this is happening again," David whispered, turning to stare out the window.

Regina found she didn't have it in her to ridicule him, as much as she would have liked to have fallen back on that defense mechanism. She knew what it was to lose a child, to know they were out there somewhere but didn't know who you were or how much you missed them. She had also been responsible for them surrendering Emma and, in the heart she often refused to admit existed, she didn't know if she could ever forgive herself for that, not after she had lost Henry.

She wished she could go back in time and warn her younger self that revenge was hollow and meaningless, taking far more from the tormenter than those being tormented.

"We're going to get him back, Daddy," Emma whispered, laying a hand on his arm.

He turned toward her, eyes bright and filled with tears. "You've never called me that before," he rasped.

She didn't know what to say, so she said nothing and held that more tightly to his arm.

Regina sighed at their sickening display. "I wish Henry had his memories. He's always managed to point us in the right direction before." She gave a half-smile. "He probably would have had this figured out by now."

Emma smiled in commiseration.

"Is there no way to give them back to him?" David pressed, desperate to clutch at any straw, no matter how feeble.

"I already tried to recreate the potion," Regina said, "and there's nothing left of the sample that pirate gave to Ms. Swan."

"What about Rumplestiltskin?" Emma asked. "If anyone would know how to do it, it would be him."

Regina nodded, examining the point. At last she frowned and shook her head. "His help always comes with a steep price, usually a hidden one, and he's never shown any particular loyalty to Henry before."

Emma slumped.

"He's still Henry's grandfather," David insisted.

"But Regina's right. He always wants something."

"I'll give him whatever he wants!" he spat.

"Easy," Emma said soothingly. "Think about that statement. I want my little brother back, Dad, but relying on him for help? What has that ever gotten us, really? It could make everything worse. For all we know, he'd help if only to get us away from Storybrooke to do something awful and I'm sure as hell not relying on him to get us back here safely."

Regina's eyes flashed with something akin to pride as she nodded. "It's a fair point. He created the original curse that forced you to give up your daughter so that he might one day be reunited with his son. He's probably already working on some scheme to bring Baelfire back." She scoffed. "Zelena's little plan is almost irresistible. Who wouldn't go back in time to fix their life to suit their whims if they were able?"

"Not to mention he knows how Zelena did it. He knows the spell, knows what's needed." Emma shook her head. "I'm sorry, Dad, but it's not a good idea. For all we know, he might want the baby for his own ends."

David knew they were logical points, but the primal father within him only wanted to get his son back, no matter the cost.

Emma groaned. "If only we knew someone ... " she trailed off, closing her eyes. Just as suddenly they shot open and she stood straight up. "We do." She turned to Regina. "We know someone who has a lot of power, who likes Henry, and might be willing to help."

Regina stared at her until realization sank in. She wanted to object - strongly - but she also knew it might be their best shot. Kurt had no allegiance to any of them but he had liked Henry, had seen how special he was.

"Who?" asked a mystified David.

Emma turned toward him and scowled. "Kurt, but if he agrees to help, no flirting this time!"

David balked. "I didn't flirt with him!"

She rolled her eyes. "Dad, please. He had all but seduced you."

David flushed. "Don't be ridiculous. First of all, I love your mother. Second of all, I don't like men; not like that. Third, Kurt was engaged to my twin brother; James was killed and Kurt didn't have any idea. It's not so hard to understand why he might have transferred some of his affection for James to me."

"Dad, I found you in the shower together! Naked!"

Regina smirked. "What's this?" she purred. "I've never heard this story before. Oh, Ms. Swan, please! Do tell!"

"It was an accident!" David hissed. "Kurt just ... just ... teleported in there. He didn't know I was already taking a shower!"

Regina's eyes sparkled. "Accidental showering for two. My mind is simply spinning with the mental pictures."

Emma ignored her. "Well, neither one of you appeared to be in any great hurry to leave each other's company," she drawled.

David's blush deepened. "Emma, you know how much I love your mother. It's a true love. We were literally destined to be together."

She raised a brow. "I never said or implied that you were in love with Kurt, only that he lusted after you and you weren't too bothered by it."

"You're being ludicrous. He was absolutely mortified and humiliated. Regardless of whatever he might feel for me, - or, more likely, for your dead uncle James - you also know how much Kurt respects your mother."

Emma paused. That was true, she silently conceded. Kurt had an extreme fondness for Mary Margaret. He would never harm her maliciously, which would definitely occur were he to nail her one true love.

Regina cleared her throat. "All of this - while utterly entertaining - is pointless if we don't know how to get in contact with him." She turned to Emma. "Do you? Because I don't."

"I know Henry was emailing him and Kurt would always respond, but that was over a year ago, even before Neverland. I don't know if he has the same email address or if he still lives in Ohio. Maybe he left for college?" She screwed up her face. "Do immortal gods go to college?"

Regina glared. "Focus, Ms. Swan."

"Do you think Kurt could give Henry back his memories?" David asked.

"I don't know," she said. "He definitely has the power, but magic is a tricky thing and he doesn't practice it in the manner with which we are familiar. He might not be able to interfere in the curse because his magic wasn't involved in casting it."

"It's better than nothing or having to rely on Rumplestiltskin," Emma said.

The other two nodded.

"I'll get Henry's laptop," Regina said, rising to her feet and preparing to cast a spell.

"Just call for him," Mary Margaret whispered. "He'll come."

"Snow!" David said, leaping to his feet and hurrying to her side. "We didn't know you were awake."

Mary Margaret was a wreck and looked the part, causing Regina to experience a compassion she had never before felt. Regardless of their past, Snow White didn't deserve this.

"Not now, Charming," Mary Margaret told her husband. She looked at Emma and Regina. "Call for him. You two are the closest to Henry. He should be able to hear you."

Emma and Regina stared at her and then at each other, before holding out their hands and grabbing on to one another tightly, closing their eyes and picturing Kurt in their minds.

"What's wrong?"

They opened their eyes and saw an anxious Kurt standing before them. He looked older, more like the age he was portraying, and the change was good. He was taller, more filled out, and had some truly awesome hair.

"Hello, Emma," he said, nodding at her. He turned and blushed fiercely. "H-Hello, David," he said quietly, averting his eyes. He looked past Prince Charming and frowned. "Your Majesty?" he said to Snow White after quickly bowing.

He then turned to the Evil Queen. "What's going on, Reggie? Is Henry all right?"

Regina was surprised he had deigned to address her. During his last sojourn in Storybrooke, Kurt had barely refrained from killing her and only out of respect for Henry. She'd had almost no magic at the time and even now, while she was running at full power, she knew she was no real match for him. He was immortal and a god; his power, while dampened in this world, was still greater than hers and he had a limitless supply on which to draw.

Still, he knew her more than he did the others, so she supposed it made sense that he would rather get the information from her.

So she told him everything that had been happening, watching with increasing anxiety as Kurt's frown grew more thunderous and power roiled off him in waves.

"Why doesn't Henry have his memories?" he demanded.

Emma jumped in and explained about Neverland.

"Pan," Kurt hissed, eyes narrowed dangerously.

Regina startled. "You know him?"

"Oh, that little ... miscreant ... and I have run into each other once or twice," was all Kurt would say. He shook his head to clear it and turned back to Mary Margaret. "We will get your baby back." He turned once more. "I promise you, David. We will find your son."

"Thank you," David whispered.

Kurt nodded and exhaled slowly. "Tell me everything you know about Zelena."