AN:

Thank you all for such a great response. Just for that, I have decided to give you the next part, instead of waiting till Monday.

Enjoy!

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When Emma had arrived at Gold's shop, she had been surprised to see Graham and David standing in front of the shop, quizzically staring at the door.

"What's going on?" she asked.

David turned to face his sister. "It seems Gold's been seen sneaking around. Someone caught him in the middle of the forest digging. And we couldn't help but want to ask him a few questions, only to get here and see the closed sign," he said.

Emma huffed out an annoyed breath of air. All fingers were now pointing to Gold. And had Regina, not told her that piece of information as to Henry's interesting family tree, she wouldn't have suspected him to begin with.

"And he's not home. Belle said, she hasn't seen him since around six o'clock yesterday," Graham said.

Emma raked a hand through her hair, the clues were all beginning to tie in and very well might she add.

"Does he have any other places where he might go and hide?" Emma asked, both men –who shook their heads. "We need to find him. I am more than sure he has Henry."

Both Graham and David were going to speak, when she held up her hand.

"Don't ask, I just know. And on second thought, I will go speak with Belle, she wouldn't tell you anything but a little Swan charm and she'll either spill or get really nervous and not say a thing," she said, getting back in her yellow bug and speeding away.

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Ringing the bell to the Gold's, Emma awaited as Belle opened the door.

"Oh Emma, hello," she said.

Emma smiled, not bothering to enter the house. "Belle, I need you to tell me if Gold has any other properties around town?" she asked, getting straight to business.

Belle sighed, shaking her head. "I don't know Emma. I've already told Graham and David that I've no idea as to where he is."

Emma rolled her eyes in frustration. "Belle cut the crap. He has Henry Mills. He took him last night from his bed. Now I need to know where Gold is, now," she said, gritting her teeth in frustration.

Belle gaped, shaking her head furiously. "No, no. He said he wouldn't hurt him. He said he was going to do as Regina told him and stay away from Henry, why would he lie," she said.

Emma once more rolled her eyes as she thought and the plot thickens.

"Honestly Belle, when has Gold been honest to either your or me? He lied to me about Neal –when I came to break his nose for having gotten me in trouble with the law that time. You'd really think he wouldn't have lied to you?"

Belle continued to shake her head as tears cascaded down her cheeks.

"The farm house. That's where he would go if he needs space," she said at last.

Emma thanked her. Speeding off to the farm house, a little farther out of town. She had made sure to text Graham her whereabouts in case she needed backup. But she doubted Gold would harm Henry if he wanted to be the dotting Grandpapa.

Getting to the farmhouse, did she spot no one around. Slinking her way to the house, Emma peeked into one of the windows, still not spotting anyone around. Remembering a well taught trick that maybe Gold needed the night he decided to take Henry, Emma thought, she opened the door, with just a hair pin and entered.

Still on alert, did she look around the house, trying to make as little sound as possible. But she thought it safe to say that Gold was not in the house. Entering the kitchen, did she let out a breath of air, relieved at what she found.

"Hey Kid, I'm Emma and you can say that your mom sent me," she said, to the boy –who sat in a chair, clad in his pajamas. Henry did not look hurt, he seemed perfectly fine, though Emma could see the dried tear tracks on his cheeks as he stared at her with big chocolate brown eyes.

"My m-mom sent you?" he asked, a little scared.

Emma nodded. "Yup, I am one of the good guys. Now lets get you out of that chair and to your mother before Gold gets back," she said, having spotted that Henry remained tied to a chair, it could only mean he had tried to make a run for it.

"H-he said he's my grandpa, but I only have one Grandpa and he died. Right, he's wrong?" Henry asked, as Emma undid the ties around the kid's hands. She wasn't sure how to answer.

"Yeah kid, its all lies. Gold is a bad guy and is going to be locked away for a long time," she said, having undid the last knot on the rope and releasing him.

It shocked Emma, when he'd hugged her tightly. Thinking it best, she returned the hug and held him up. He had no shoes on and she didn't want to think of all the dirt that he's probably already been dragged through. When she'd gotten outside, Graham and David –were just pulling up.

"Emma, you found him," Graham said, in surprise.

Henry had his head laying on Emma's shoulder, his face burrowing into her neck. It was obvious he didn't want to see anyone but maybe his mother.

"Gold's not here, but its best you both check the area. I'm going to take him to Regina, he's been through enough."

Both men nodded, letting Emma walk off with Henry. She sat in the back of her car, reassuring him that she was only going to take him home and not anywhere else. She herself felt relieved that she'd found him and can give him back to Regina.

"Henry, do you know where Gold went?" she asked as they drove through town in direction of the mansion.

Henry shook his head. "No, he said he would be right back. And if I didn't scream then he'd buy me ice cream. But I didn't want ice cream, I told him, I wanted my mom."

Emma's heart went out to the kid, as she spotted him in the rearview mirror and took in that he was seconds from crying again.

"Well don't worry, you're going to see your mom soon."

Henry nodded, remaining silent on the rest of the ride. Emma pulled up to the front of Regina's house, taking out Henry. She rang the doorbell, waiting for Regina to respond.

The moment Regina opened the door, she felt as though she could cry and kiss the detective but for the moment she only held her son close.

"You found him," she said, still suffocating the kid –who returned the amorous hug.

"G-gold took me, he said that I couldn't come home. And I-I wouldn't see you any more," Henry stuttered.

Emma watched the mother and son scene, she grinned but couldn't help but feel upset at Gold and wonder where the hell had he disappeared off to. Her phone rang before she could tell Regina that she might get going and leave them to all the hugs in the world and ask Henry no more questions until he was well recovered and ready –when she answered her ringing phone.

Regina watched as the detective's face morphed into one of concern and anger.

"What is it?" she asked, needing to know if her son still stood in chance of harm.

Emma hung up before answering her. "Gold's missing. No sign of him anywhere. As though he's left town, completely."

That was all Regina needed. All the while Emma silently vowed to protect both Henry and his attractive mom. That being the only bright spot in this daunting tale for her.

AN:

Phew, at least she found Henry. But where has Gold gone?

Thanks for reading :)