Notes: Thank you guys so much for the feedback. Since I had this chapter already I decided to release it.

How do you think Gold will react to Emma's news?

Chapter 1: Fears and Doubts

Emma drags herself to the front to their suite; hesitantly she reaches for the door knob, knowing that there is monster waiting for her on the other side. This was no dragon, she could handle dragons, and this was something worse. As she turns the knob to open the door, she could hear him huffing and puffing in sync with the tapping of his cane on the wooden floors. No, this was no big bad wolf. Bracing herself she takes a deep breath in as the door swings open and she bravely awaits the monster's wrath. But it doesn't come. It stops in it tracks, resting its hands atop its cane and angles its body to face her, giving her a glare a basilisk would be jealous of. They each stood there, waiting for the other to say something, each taking in the other's distraught appearance and the scenery around them. The signs stated the obvious; both of them did not have a pleasant day.

"How did your search go, Miss Swan?"

"I found him…"

"But?"

"I lost him… " Emma said as she began to recount this morning's trek through the park. His son was just as much a slippery snake as he was, she thought.

"Then do pray tell what you're doing here, and not out there looking for him?" He said icily.

"Gold it's late. I've been running around all over Manhattan chasing after your son. It's been a long day." She said exhaustedly.

"Are you telling me you're giving up? Need I remind you we had a deal?"

"You don't need to keep reminding me that, Gold. Now you and I both know I am not the type to give up. I just came back to rest, looks like we both could use it. What good would your deal be, if I dropped dead on the street?" She shot back.

Gold was silence for once. She was right. How would he find him without the savior? There was no way he could chase after his son like Emma had, not with his bad leg. He looked down, cursing his injury. The injury he inflicted upon himself to see his son, was the very same one that kept him from searching. Oh how the Sisters Fates loved to torment him. She was right. He needed the savior, he needed her.

"Well the good news is today wasn't a total lost." She said trying to cheer up the downed pawnbroker. "I know what he looks like and a few of his habits." But still no response, he was still lost in thought.

With a sigh Emma plants herself into the couch and turns on the t.v, flipping through the channels as she cannot bear the silence, in the silence she can hear his thoughts, feel his pain. She just needs a moment to breathe, a moment to herself, a moment to gather her thoughts. Should she just wait in the park hoping he'll be there? And as if the universe was listening, the answer to her question appeared on the screen.

"Gold! It's him!" She called as she jumped pointing to the screen.

With a sudden jolt, Gold was freed from his trance. Emma was saying something, pointing, but was still too dazed to understand. "Gold! It's him." She repeated.

He followed her arm to look at the screen she was pointing to. It appeared to the news show of some sort.

"…I'd like to thank our next guest…" The female newscaster says to the camera

"Miss Swan I believe you need to get your eyes checked. We are looking for my son after all"

"No, not the newscaster, him" She said.

And as if on cue another figure comes into frame which caused Gold to pause. It couldn't be… The interviewer greeted the man known as Roderick Coal. He was clad in a fitted dark three piece suit, a navy blue silk dress shirt with a thin black tie. At least he has my fashion sense, Gold thought. The figure radiated power, just like him. However, the figure appeared to be friendly, approachable, not exerting his power over others. He gives the interviewer a friendly hug before taking the seat across from her.

Gold examined the man Emma claimed was his son. It couldn't be Bae, could it? He was just all wrong: his nose was too sharp, his hair though tousled was too straight and his bone structure was just wrong. He had made this mistake once before, and he was not going to make it again. Never again was he going to lower down his walls unless he was certain he had found his son. Perhaps it's the facial hair deceiving throwing him off, remembering the last time he trusted a man with a beard. The man's eyes were like his own chocolate brown with a hint of gold, ever calculating and full of mischief. However, unlike his, which were cold and used for intimidation, the figure's eyes were warm and inviting. But what if this man, Roderick, was his son, after all, the pendant told Emma so. What if he was just a coward, afraid to face his son's anger?

Notes: What did you guys think of Gold? I'm always afraid of getting his character wrong.

Ok so for those who are reading Shadows of ourselves, yes this Roderick is the same Roderick in that story. They both have the same background story, but their roles are different.

Next chapter: The chase begins.