I'm soo sorry I know its been ages since I've updated this story and I feel really bad, but I hope you guys like this next chapter!

I had a few suggestions about who might have cast the curse most seemed to think either Henry and Emma or Henry or Regina... I suppose you'll just have to keep reading to find out but I will tell you this, its not a likely duo that's orchestrated this entire thing, and you never know there may be more in on it...

UNKNOWN POV

"Tuesday evening at 7:30 they have arranged a dinner, sounded a lot like a date to me, I didn't think things would happen this fast, it appears this curse has a chance of succeeding after all… I don't know what else you want me to do, I was thinking of meeting up with Emma tomorrow welcome her to town so that if they ever get suspicious then I could be counted as a safe friend?" I let go of the button that allowed me to speak placing the walkie talkie back down on the table before leaning back in my chair sighing. The rules had been scribbled down on a sheet of parchment carefully tucked inside my pocket when I had landed in this strange world and I had read them thoroughly several times, so many times in fact that the words 'do not under any circumstances interfere or attempt to have any contact with Miss Swan unless I instruct you otherwise' were now permanently seared into my brain.

Though I had never been given any sort of permission to meet her, I admit I was curious as to why exactly I wasn't allowed to, I mean was I programmed into her memory here? Was I made into some bad shadow from her past, I wouldn't be surprised, I meant too much to her back in the Enchanted Forest for any chance of my presence stirring up memories to be possible in this world.

I ran a hand through my hair suddenly becoming very angry, I agreed to this plan because I thought I could help, I believed I would be able to help but sitting here, playing watchmen wasn't helping, for all I knew there was nobody listening on the other end of that damned line. I suddenly stand up grabbing my jacket from where it was slung haphazardly over the arm of my emerald couch. I pull it on looking once more at the black motionless talking device on the table before heading for the door suddenly stopping as the silence is broken by a static whir.

I turn around looking at the walkie talkie frowning as I noticed the red light, it only did that if the other person was holding down the button which would allow them to talk. I sucked in a breath, waiting my ears alert hoping to pick up a snippet of recognition from the voice I was hopefully about to hear.

"You're not going to approach Emma Swan tomorrow or any day after tomorrow unless I give you permission to, are we clear?" I strained my ears slightly my mind a buzz of motion as it tries to identity any familiarity, but it came up with nothing. No this was a new voice, oh they were clever, whoever they were. They had completely erased themselves from my memory and as I repeated that over in my mind letting it sink in I cursed grabbing a glass from the side throwing it and watching it as it smashes against the wall to my right. The crackling on the other end of the line started up again and I turned watching as the red light appeared once more and the person spoke, sounding very annoyed.

"Are we clear?" There was a hardness to the voice now, as if they were challenging me to say no, as if they were taunting me with a promise of pain if I disobeyed. I shivered slightly as the thought raced into my mind quickly shaking it away before hurrying over to the walkie talkie and holding the button down.

"Ye- yes I won't do it" Silence filled my ears interrupted only by the click and crackle from the device in my hands signalling its twin had been switched off and I breathed a sigh of relieve. I had a feeling though that even as the voice swam around my mind repeating those words over and over again that I wouldn't be able to resist the temptation much longer, and I knew even as the words continued to repeat filling the silence, that I was toying with dangerous waters, and no storm I've ever faced will be as bad as the one up ahead if I fail to comply to my orders.

EMMAS POV

"…sign here please." Emma blinks jolting from her trail of thought as she felt the cool shell of a pen pressed into her hand and she focuses on the documents in front of her. Frowning slightly her eyes scan the page as she tries to work out where she was supposed to sign.

"Um where exactly?" Mr Gold sighs grinning slightly as he notices the distant spark in her mossy eyes, she winces slightly as he fixes her with a knowing look.

"You seem a bit distracted Miss Swan, perhaps we should do this another time?" She shakes her head, placing the pen down before reaching her hands back to tie her blonde curls back from her face, picking the pen up again.

"No need, just tell me where to sign" he watches her for a moment before nodding pointing at the dotted line towards the bottom of the paper that required her signature. She looks at it before pressing the tip of her pen to it scribbling down her messy signature dropping the pen onto the counter looking up at him again.

"Is that all?" A slight nod was all she got as he reached behind him grabbing a set of keys off a rack holding them out to her. She takes them quickly shoving them into the right pocket of her jacket for safe keeping.

"It was a pleasure doing business with you Miss Swan." She sighs slightly nodding as she turns and begins making her way towards the door, twisting the door handle beginning to close the door before she stops turning back briefly.

"My name is Emma" In the time it had taken her to walk the short distance to the door he had bent his head over a book hurriedly writing stuff down in it but as she spoke he froze his pen stopping suddenly.

"Well then Emma…. I hope to see you around" He slowly lifts his head up a hint of recognition in his eyes too small for her too fully register as she nods shutting the door behind her. She looks around pulling her jacket tightly around her before setting of at a brisk pace towards the café across the road.

If she'd stayed just that little bit longer though she might have heard the man she'd just left inside whisper into the silence.

"It appears the Princess has finally found her way back to her family"

So its not very long but a quite a few things happened in this chapter! I would love to hear any critisisum or feedback or even ideas you have after reading this!

- Emma knew the person in Storybrooke who knows whats going on from before, and they were quite close... any ideas of whom? or how?

- the person with the twin walkie talkie finally spoke... yet our little lookout has no idea who they are because they took all of their memory...

- and it appears Mr Gold wasn't stupid enough to not include a loophole into this curse either, thoughts on how he knew?

I love hearing your ideas about who cast the curse so if you have anymore, I'd love to hear them!

- J