A/N: And so, we have finally arrived at the last chapter. It's about 11 pages long if that tells ya anything. I will have more information on the sequel at the end. Hope you all enjoy!

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Chapter Ten: That Which Has Been Lost

Jefferson had long disappeared after letting Belle go free. Amy had put the keys back on the desk while leading the Doctor away from his room. The receptionist had yet to wake up. Amy wondered how powerful that drug in her tea was.

Without any idea of what to do next, she had spent the next couple of hours cutting his hair in one of the public bathrooms. It took a couple of hours because he kept complaining.

"Stay away from me with those!" he had protested, weaving his head away from the sheers.

"Hold still!" she held him down by his shoulder, trying to avoid stabbing him (as tempting as it was). "You're going to thank me later." Once you get your memory back, she added in her head.

By the end of it, twenty-eight years of hair growth surrounded them on the floor. His hair-do was back to normal, but he still had a small beard. By the way he reacted to seeing the scissors; she didn't want to bring an electric razor into the mix.

Amy took him to the waiting room just outside of Henry's room where he slept soundly. Luckily, no one else bothered the two. Amy was still wearing the nurse uniform and she left the Doctor in his hospital gown. Oddly enough, it was the perfect disguise in a hospital.

"How did you end up in the asylum?" Amy asked as they sat down, using her nurse disguise as a way to figure out what identity Queen Regina gave to him.

The Doctor glared at her. "You're one of them, you tell me," he scorned.

"Hey, I just helped you escape," she shot back, lowering her voice so no one else would hear. "The least you could do is showing some respect."

"Escape?" he scoffed. "In case you haven't noticed, sister," he stood up, and threw his arms in the air, "we're still here!"

"Shh!" Amy pulled him back to his chair. They sat like that for a while, both staring into each other's eyes. In that moment, looking into his brown orbs, Amy realized just how lost he truly was. "You..." she began softly, her voice shaking. "You don't remember anything?"

She knew he didn't remember everything the two had been through together, or being a time lord. But now, she realized, he didn't have any memory; not even a fake Storybrooke memory.

The ferociousness left the Doctor's face. He turned his head away, averting her gaze. "I woke up one day and found myself in that dark room," he told her quietly. She had to lean over to hear. "I don't remember how I got there or what I did to deserve it." He glanced back at her, somewhat surprised. "You don't know why I'm here?" his voice was almost pleading, his eyes watery

Amy slowly shook her head, closing her eyes to hold back her own tears. "I'm sorry," she told him.

"You're the only one who is," he said simply. He turned away from her again, rubbing the forearms under his long sleeved shirt. The cuff of his sleeve pulled back just enough for Amy to see a red gash on his wrist.

She bit back a gasp. The nurses were mistreating him? Or was the wound self-inflicted? She was afraid to ask. A new rage against Regina grew in her. How could she do this to him? The Queen gave fake memories to Snow White. How could she have left him with no memory whatsoever?

He turned suddenly, grabbing Amy by the shoulders. "We have to help her!"

"Help who?"

"The other girl who lives down there," he explained. "The woman in the black dress is mean to everyone, but she despises her. She lives in the cell right next to mine."

That's when she knew he was talking about Belle.

"Come on!" he grabbed her hand and attempted to pull her behind him. She grabbed the edge of her seat, causing the Doctor to trip backwards.

He fell to the floor in front of her. "She's fine," she assured him when he was about to glare again. "A friend of mine helped her escape while I was getting you out. She's safe."

"R-really?" he asked, relief flooding him.

Amy smiled and nodded.

Wordlessly, he got off the floor and sat back down in his chair. "How come she gets to leave and we don't?"

Amy groaned. "Because we have to sit here and watch over that little boy in there," she pointed in Henry's direction.

Suddenly, a loud beeping noise sounded through the room.

"We need some help over here!" Dr. Whale called out as a few doctors and nurses started rushing to Henry's bedside.

Amy dashed away from the Doctor. She tried to get through and find out what's wrong, but everyone kept pushing her back; surprising since she was dressed as a nurse and all. A nurse closed the door on her, and Amy was left to stare in horror at what was going on.

"What's wrong with him?" the Doctor asked, standing next to her.

She turned to look at him. When she saw that he was worried about Henry, too, she got a glimpse of the Doctor she knew so well. Even now he couldn't stand to see children hurt. But there was nothing he could do about it; not with his current state.

"Something bad," was all Amy could say to him as she pulled out her cell phone and started dialing. Rory and Emma needed to hurry.

….

Emma still hugged the egg even as she and Rory entered the elevator. Most of the ride was spent in quiet. Rory noted the blank look on her face. It was actually a mixture of worry, shock, and exhaustion, but remained expressionless as if she didn't know what she should be feeling.

Rory on the other hand was just relieved they made it out alive. He thought he was a goner when he fell down that chasm with the dragon.

"Sorry about earlier," Emma said too suddenly.

Rory turned his head to look at her. She didn't meet his gaze.

"For… snapping at you earlier about Prince Charming," she clarified.

"You don't have to apologize," he assured. "Anyone in your situation would've done the same."

Emma chuckled without emotion. "You know somebody who was ripped away from their family just after childbirth and ended up older than their parents due to some weird curse?"

"Yeah," Rory replied, "My daughter, Melody."

Emma finally looked at him, not expecting him to answer her.

"Not by magic," he corrected. "She was kidnapped by a woman with an eye patch and escaped through… time travel means."

Before Emma could try and respond to that, the elevator jerked and stopped.

"Regina?" Emma called out, opening the latch above her. "Regina, what the hell is going on?"

They were about twelve feet away from the top, but Emma could still see a head poke out the doorway. Instead of Regina's black hair, she saw Mr. Gold's sandy blonde hair.

"Gold? Where's Regina?"

"I'm afraid Madame Mayor has abandoned you both down here," he called, not at all bothered by it. Slightly amused, she assumed. "She jammed the elevator controls and everything."

Emma growled low in her throat. She should've known she couldn't trust Regina of all people. "Stay there," she called to Mr. Gold. "Rory and I are coming up."

Emma slid the egg over the hole and grabbed the edges of the opening. Rory knelt down to give her a boost.

"You two can't possibly scale this elevator and carry that at the same time," the pawnbroker told them.

"Watch us," Rory countered as Emma pulled him through the latch. "Emma will climb up first and I'll throw it up to her."

"No, there isn't enough time," he said concerned. "Just throw it up to me, and I'll wait for you."

Emma and Rory exchanged unbelieving looks.

"You can trust me," the older man assured.

"Is that what you told the Doctor before you stole his TARDIS from him?" Rory snarled.

Mr. Gold shook his head. "The past is the past. All that matters now is Henry's well-being. I promise once he's better, I'll help you and Mrs. Pond find the Doctor." He placed his hand over his heart. "Trust me."

Rory looked back at Emma. She didn't want to throw the potion up, but she had Henry to think about. Rory bit his lip and nodded at her. Emma picked up the egg and hurled it upwards. Mr. Gold caught it with one hand.

The two of them didn't see the smirk that plastered his face.

"Gold?" Emma called out once she saw him disappear. She began climbing the emergency ladder, Rory followed.

Emma got to the top first and gasped. Mr. Gold was nowhere in sight, and Regina was tied to a chair.

"No!" Emma shouted as she hoisted herself to the top, running to rip the duct tape off Regina's mouth. Rory followed suit, helping to untie her.

"Why did you let him have that?" Regina scolded both of them.

"Where is he?" Emma asked.

"Gone," she stood up once Rory loosened the last knot. "Gold!" she growled. "He's the one who's behind all this!"

"If we hurry, we can catch up to him," Emma suggested, already heading for the door.

Before they could leave, all three of their cellphones rang. They looked at the caller IDs.

"Hospital?" Emma asked.

"Hospital," Regina confirmed.

"Amy," Rory countered.

They all answered to the same call: Henry was dying.

…

They rushed up the stairs of the hospital. Emma tried to block out what the hospital had told her. Henry can't die. He was too young. They had to be there on time. She knew, though, without that potion, nothing would be helped. Maybe Gold ran ahead and brought the potion here, she kept telling herself. Maybe Henry will be okay.

She, Regina, and Rory ran through the door leading to his room. Just as they entered they saw Dr. Whale walk out of his room with Mother Superior. They looked to them expectantly, but both of them shared looks of anguish and disappointment.

"We did everything we could," Dr. Whale told them, somberly. "I'm sorry."

The room was suddenly quiet. All Emma could hear was the ringing in her ears as the voices around her faded. Her feet developed a mind of their own and walked her towards Henry's room. She watch in horror as the nurses began stripping Henry from wires and oxygen masks. His body was pale; the life sucked out of him. The nurses didn't dare pull her away as she entered his room. She heard an anguished cry somewhere behind her, muted out as if she was underwater. It sounded like Regina.

Emma stood at the foot of his bed.

He wasn't breathing.

His eyes didn't even flutter.

She could've told herself he was just sleeping, but it would have been a lie.

Her only son was gone.

….

Rory watched everything unfold in front of him, grief tugging at his heartstrings. He turned at the sound of his wife's cries. He saw Amy sitting on the waiting room couch crying into the shoulder of a man wearing a hospital gown.

Rory realized, to his surprise, the patient was the Doctor.

He didn't look like him though, not just because he had a beard, but his eyes as well. He looked oblivious to the world around him as he stared off into space, namely in the direction of where Henry lie dead.

"Amy?" Rory asked softly, coming to his wife's aid.

She looked up at him, tears pouring down her face. She buried her face into his armored shoulder while her right hand grasped the Doctor's arm comfortingly. The Doctor didn't seem to respond to her touch. Rory knew then that the Time Lord was just like all of the other citizens of Storybrooke. He had no memory.

Rory didn't bother letting his mind wander to where the Doctor had been this whole time. He buried his face in Amy's hair, fighting back tears that threatened to spill.

This was all Rumpelstiltskin's, he decided. Not only did he leave the Doctor behind to have his memories erased and stranded somewhere without his own memories for twenty-eight years, he stole the only thing that could have saved Henry's life.

For that, he was going to pay.

…

Emma walked closer to stand over Henry's head. Her hand brushed over his bare arm, noting how cold it was. Regina began crying into Dr. Whale's chest, staining his coat with tears. Emma wanted nothing more than to walk over and pull all of her hair out of her head.

This was all her fault. If the Evil Queen would've just left well enough alone, Henry would still be here. She blamed Mr. Gold too. She mentally made a note to go after him once she was through with Regina.

Thoughts of revenge momentarily banished as she gazed on Henry's face. His eyes were shut tight. She leaned over, tears spilling down her face. For a moment, she let herself believe he was asleep. For one, brief moment, she imagined she just got through reading him a bedtime story and found that he had fallen asleep halfway through it. She imagined every other scenario except for one that was actually happening.

"I love you, Henry," she whispered just before she placed a kiss on his forehead, saying goodbye.

…..

A rush of wind blew through her hair. Just like the memory she experienced of Charming and Snow when she was underground, the skin under her lips turned from cold to warm instantly.

Regina turned to face them just as the wind reached her and Dr. Whale.

Amy, Rory, and the Doctor felt the wind brush through them just as well.

In fact, everyone in the hospital felt it.

Emma pulled back, a weird, tingling feeling pulsing through her. She looked down just in time to see Henry gasp in air, his eyes snapping open. Emma yelped in spite of herself.

Henry looked into her eyes, smiling. "I love you, too."

Emma laughed, a fresh batch of tears spilling down her face as she hugged her son.

"You did it," Regina said astonished.

Amy and Rory stood up, walking near the see-through wall. Henry was alive. They hugged each other in relief.

"Amy? Rory?"

The Ponds froze a moment. They turned their heads to see the Doctor standing in front of them, confusion on his face.

"Doctor?" Amy asked, hoping for some sort of recognition.

"Why are you dressed as a nurse?" He cocked his head at Rory and blushed. "Oh no, don't tell me it's your anniversary again."

Amy laughed, rushing over and tackling the Doctor in a hug. Rory followed wrapping his arms around both of them.

Doctors and nurses began to fill into Henry's room; all of them looked as if they had woken up from a bad dream. Emma and Henry looked over concerned. Regina looked wary.

"Henry, what's going?" Emma asked as all eyes fell on them.

"The curse," Henry realized, turning back to his mother. "I think you broke it!"

"It was true love's kiss?" Mother Superior a.k.a the Blue Fairy agreed, approaching the pair through the throng of doctors.

Regina shook her head. "No, it can't be."

Blue turned and told Regina smartly, "If I were you, Your Majesty, I'd find a place to hide."

Regina looked around at the throng of angry and confused people. She turned to Henry. "Henry, no matter what anyone tells you, I do love you." She then turned to leave.

…

Snow White walked around town as her old memories began to flood through her brain. She was searching for something. She wanted to find Emma, realizing she had been living with her daughter for the past nine months and not even knowing it.

"Snow!" called an all too familiar voice.

She turned to see a familiar face wearing denim instead of armor.

"Charming," she whispered, joy running through her veins. She started running to him, and vice versa. They met in the middle of the street, grasping onto each other as if one of them would disappear at any second.

"You found me," Snow smiled, staring deep into his eyes.

"Did you ever doubt I would," Charming responded, mimicking the same discussion they had long ago.

Snow shook her head, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and kissed him. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders to deepen the kiss. After twenty-eight years of memory loss and comatose and nine long months of sneaking around and falling in and out of love, they were finally together.

….

All of the doctors and nurses were scattered about the hospital. Their memories were coming back slowly. They needed a moment to let everything sink in.

Emma and Henry joined the Doctor, Amy, and Rory in the waiting room once Henry was given the okay from Mother Superior to leave his bedside and once he had time to change back into his normal clothes. The Doctor, just like the others, was regaining his memory at the same pace. His time in the Enchanted Forest had yet to fully sink in. Amy and Rory began to explain all that had happened to them after they left the TARDIS.

"So you're telling me I was a fairytale character?" the Doctor asked them astonished.

"You were in my storybook," Henry confirmed grabbing his book and flipping through pages. He handed him the book once he stopped on a picture of the Doctor kneeling in front of the Evil Queen with two guards flanking him.

"That's right," he said, his memory of being locked up coming back to him.

"Graham?" Emma looked over the Doctor's shoulder to get a better look at the picture.

"Beg pardon?" the Doctor turned to look her way. She pointed at the guard on his right. "Oh, the Huntsman! So his name was Graham in this world," he shrugged. "It's a nice name. Where is he?"

Emma exchanged a look with Henry, both of them somber. The Doctor quickly understood what had happened. He turned the page to see a picture of him in the dungeon talking to Belle and the Huntsman. He was about to ask about her until his Storybrooke memory of her melded into his mind.

"I hope she's found a safe place by now," he smiled at Amy. Another thought came to mind as he turned to look at Emma. "So, how come you were the one meant to break the curse?"

"I'm Snow White and…"

"No, I know who your parents are," he interrupted her. "What I mean is why you? Any other children of fairytale characters could have done it. Why did it have to be you?"

"Didn't Mr. Gold say the true love potion had something to do with it?" Amy asked.

"Yeah," Emma replied. "He made it mixing Snow White and Prince Charming's DNA, using it to create the curse. He said he 'bottled' true love."

The Doctor's eyes widened…

"True love; the most powerful magic of all. I have yet to acquire it, of course. It's not easy finding two people who are truly in love with each other."

"True love. You said so yourself that it was impossible to find!"

"No, dearie, I said it wasn't 'easy,'"

"Who's Mr. Gold?"

"What?" Amy asked.

He turned to face her. "Everyone in this town is a fairytale character except for the five of us. Who. Is. Mr. Gold?" He looked at her intense and urgent.

A shiver went through his spine as Amy replied, "Rumpelstiltskin."

….

Everything was falling into place. He had the true love potion in his grasp. Pleasant surprises were being thrown at him, also. One of them was named Belle.

She had entered his shop just as he was about to leave. He was shocked to see her, especially after Regina told him she was dead. He had thought she was a ghost. He dreamed many times of her visiting him in Storybrooke only to wake up alone in his bed. He also dreamed of their time together back in the Dark Castle when he was just Rumpelstiltskin and she was his servant. He didn't know which was worse.

She had mentioned Regina locked her up. He wouldn't have doubted Regina lying to him. He would figure out what to do about her later, but he had business to do.

Mr. Gold led Belle into the forest when she got her memory back. He knew Emma broke the curse when she spoke his real name. He was worried what she would say to him, but was happy when she confessed her love to him. He had hugged her tightly expressing hi same sentiments. He would have loved nothing more than to spend the rest of the day by her side, but of course, he had things to do. There would be time for everything later.

He led her to the middle of the forest where a lone well stood.

"Where are we?" she asked.

"This is a very special place, Belle," he told her. "The water runs through all dimensions and has the power to replace that which has been lost."

With that, he took the potion out of his jacket pocket. He uncorked it and dropped the whole bottle into the well. Both of them watched it fall until they heard a splash. Wind began to blow out of the well. Rumpelstiltskin took a hold of Belle and pulled her back just as purple smoke began to flood out of it.

…..

As usual, the Doctor started running. Amy, Rory, Emma, and Henry reluctantly followed him out of the hospital. They were greeted to the morning sun.

"Doctor, what's wrong?!" Amy grabbed a hold of the Doctor's arm, stopping him from going any further.

"The curse is broken," he turned sharply towards her. "The curse is broken and everyone has their memories back, am I right?"

"Yes," Rory answered for her. "What's the problem?"

"The problem is," he began, addressing the others in the scary calm voice he uses before all hell breaks loose, "Why haven't we gone back to the Fairytale world?"

Everyone froze. None of them had thought of that due to the excitement of that morning.

"Henry, do you know why?" Emma asked.

Henry shrugged. "I'm not sure."

Just then, voices started crying out. There were mixtures of "What's that?" and "It's coming this way!" All five pairs of turned to see a giant could of purple smoke devouring the town.

"What is that?" Emma asked stunned.

"Something bad," Henry conferred.

"No," Amy shook her head. "Maybe it's us going back."

"No it's not," the Doctor said, knowing full well what was coming. "Rumpelstiltskin is bringing magic to us."

About a block away, Snow and Charming watched the purple smoke coming closer. They hugged each other as if to shield themselves from what was coming as the fog swirled around them.

Amy and Rory held onto each just as Emma's parents had. The Doctor wrapped his arms around them as if to protect them both, and Emma knelt down and shielded Henry from the fog. Everyone was still, letting the fog rush over them as it took over Storybrooke.

To be continued…

There ya have it! First off, I apologize for the lack of Snowming in this story. I hope that little snippet made up for it. There will be plenty more of it in the sequel. Also, I apologize for not posting the rest of the Rumbelle reunion. I had already written a fic about it, and I didn't want to repeat myself. If you want, you can clash this story with "His Regret & Her Hope" (My other fic with the reunion). Again, there will be plenty more in the sequel.

The sequel is going to be called "Once Upon a TARDIS". I'm still developing ideas for it, so it will take a while to post. I should have the chapter posted in two weeks at the least. Also, I had done my best keeping up with the season 1 storyline, but I'm probably gonna end up going into major AU territory in the sequel. If I tried to follow the exact storyline, we're gonna be here for a while. I'm gonna wait it out a couple of episodes just to feel my way around, and try to create some kind of resolution from there. I'm asking for your patience on this one.

Also, I would like to give a big thank you to ALL of you for reviews, follows, favorites, support, and for reading this far. I'm sending you all virtual high fives!

Stay strong, and be on the look out for "Once Upon a TARDIS"!