Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time
AN: Thank you again to GranddaughterOfCaskettAndTivia for all her hard work. So this story is starting to slowly wind down. There will be a sequel, though, for everyone who has enjoyed this story and wants to follow these crazy kids. ~ XOXO MAS
Feeling helpless if she asked for help
Emma and Killian landed in the lobby of Misthaven. "So, what now?" He asked, tucking the cuff in his pocket for safekeeping.
"Now, we go find Gold. He's probably already gone home and discovered that you and Henry broke in and it has to do with me, so chances are he's going to come back here to make sure I'm still locked up."
"Right you are, Ms. Swan." Both Killian and Emma turned at the lilted voice behind them. "And it seems you've manage to convince Dr. Jones that your psychotic ramblings are in fact true. I suppose I should've transferred you permanently to Dr. Locksley."
Emma scoffed. "Cut the crap, Gold. Killian may not have his memories, but mine are perfectly intact and I know yours are too. Now, how would you like it if I found Belle and told her about all the terrible things you've done. Including, but not limited to, sending your son to a different world alone as a child? Or ruining her life with your incessant need for power? Or how about throwing away everything Neal ever stood for by sending us to this world. He would never speak to you again if he hadn't died saving your life," she continued. "Then again, once a coward always a coward." Emma struck every nerve she could think of with him. When she went flying, expectantly, against the wall she grinned. "And you use magic as a crutch. You could never actually fight me if it came down to it. You could never fight anyone. Hell, you even purposefully injured yourself so you wouldn't have to go to the front lines in battle. That's why Milah left you for Killian. She left you because you were a coward. She loved you and then she realized that you really weren't a man, you were just like your father. And everyone knows that Pan was a terrible coward when it came to honoring his family. The man who never wanted to grow up. Well, he's dead now too. There's no one left, but you," she taunted.
"You little..." His hand lashed out to her and she shoved him back with her own magic.
He stumbled, shocked. "I may be a bit rusty after being stuck in your little house of torture for however long, but I'm still the product of true love. You may not be able to die easily, but I am still far more powerful than you are naturally." She was talking up her own abilities, but at least he seemed rattled enough not to notice that Killian had moved out of his line of vision.
The old man scoffed. "Please, Ms. Swan, don't flatter yourself. You have no idea how to control your magic. You may be powerful, but you can't harness that power. It's worthless."
Emma caught Killian's eyes and gave an almost imperceptible nod. "I'm not so sure." She struck Gold one more time, sending the man off balance just enough for Killian to snap the cuff around his wrist. He tried to shove Killian back, but his magic was controlled. "Now, I do believe we need to talk." With a wave of her hand, Emma moved the three of them into one of the cells in isolation. With Gold also chained to the bed, she took a seat on one of the two chairs in the room. "Now, let's talk about how we get everyone home, shall we?"
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"They're okay, right?" Astrid asked worriedly as they all hovered around the table in the captain's cabin. "You don't think Gold hurt them, do you?"
Henry shook his head. "Things may look grim from time to time, but we always win. We're the heroes, the good guys." He grinned at Robin, Leroy and Astrid. "Nothing can keep us apart and nothing can hold us back. No matter what the villains like Gold throw at us, we always succeed in the end."
"That's a very good attitude," Robin admired. "But what exactly are we supposed to be doing?"
"Getting everyone's memories back. We can let all the patients out of Misthaven, but they'll just be wandering aimlessly in the streets if they think they're crazy. Mom told me that she was going to get everyone out of solitary and up to normal rooms and get the orderlies and nurses who you guys trust to help set them up so they're taken care of. Our job is to find the Author. He bolted when I found the police station. I have no idea where he'd go if he didn't find Gold."
Robin held up a hand. "I just want to make sure I understand this correctly, fate is controlled by this author. Isaac?" He questioned. Henry nodded in confirmation. "So he writes in this book with a magical quill with magical ink and suddenly what he writes about us comes true?"
Henry nodded again. "We stupidly let him out. We shouldn't have, but we did. We only did it so he could write Mom, Regina, a happy ending with you. Zelena kept getting in the way of her happy ending. You see, villains don't get happy endings. So you and Mom and wanted one, she used to be a villain when she was the Evil Queen and then my other mom, Emma, was afraid that her happy ending with Killian would be ruined because he was a villain too, Captain Hook," he told them. "What we didn't realize was that the Apprentice, he's this old man who guarded magical items for Merlin, had trapped the Author in the book because he was writing bad stories. We didn't know we shouldn't let him out. All this was happening when Ursula, Maleficent and Cruella were working with Gold. They'd captured August, Pinocchio, and were torturing him. It was all very chaotic and we did the best we could, but it didn't turn out too well for us. Clearly because we're here instead of in Storybrooke."
"So why did Gold need this story written right now? Or has he always been looking for this?" Robin asked.
"Gold is dying." Henry leaned forward. "He's the Dark One, and he's the longest living Dark One there is. It was eating away at his soul. There was nothing but blackness in his heart and he was going to die. He needed the Author to rewrite the narrative so that he was a hero, so he wouldn't die."
"And what happens if we don't get out of here?" Astrid asked.
"Well, when the book ends we all disappear. At least that's what Isaac told me," Henry answered.
"So we really are all going to die!" Leroy cried out.
"Bloody hell, you do overreact a lot," Robin muttered.
Henry chuckled. "He's always like that." Sighing, Henry tipped his chair back. "Leroy's right though, if we don't find the Author, we're not going to make it back home ever again."
"Well then, let's go track down this Author." Robin stood up. "Let's start with all the people he could be working with." He began pacing. "Name off all the villains he might go to for help." Robin tried not to cringe as he spoke. What he was saying and hearing were absurd, but after seeing Emma's powers, it was starting to make sense, or at least be somewhat believable. On some level, at least.
"Well, there's Nottingham, he works for the police. He's the villain in your story." He pointed to Robin.
"Right, because I'm Robin Hood."
Henry nodded. "Um, there's Gold, clearly. There's Lily, she's Maleficent's daughter." Henry thought quietly to himself for a moment.
"You've mentioned Zelena a few times," Astrid pointed out.
Snapping his fingers, Henry stood up so suddenly he knocked his chair over. "How could I be so stupid, of course it's Zelena!" He scowled. "On some levels she's worse than Gold."
Robin frowned. "You're saying that my wife is a villain."
Henry pulled out Robin's chair. "Sit, let me tell you about your history with Zelena. You won't love her very much after this," he warned.
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Killian came back into the room where Emma had put Gold. "So, Walter and Clark locked Lily up as well. The rest of the patients are upstairs in much nicer rooms." He sat down in the empty chair. "Has he told you anything?"
Emma leaned back. "No, he hasn't said much of anything, but I think I know where to find our author anyhow. And while Zelena may also have her powers back, she can't fight light magic." Emma leaned forward and winked at Gold. "And we all know she is only looking out for herself after all." Standing, Emma reached for Killian's hand. "Come on, we have somewhere else we need to be." She paused. "First though, I'm going to make sure the only people who can get into your room and Lily's room are related to me. And none of them have magic."
It took her a few minutes of concentration, which Gold futilely tried to break, but she finally managed to put a protection spell over the two rooms that would keep everyone out. "You're bloody incredible, Swan," Killian murmured when the stood in the hallway together alone.
Rocking up on her toes, Emma pressed a kiss to his lips. "I have no idea why I can do all of this. I guess Regina is right, I work best under pressure and there is quite a bit of pressure here. According to Henry, we're on a running clock. And I have a feeling we're running out of time. Let's go." With another flick of her wrist they were gone.
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Killian looked around. "Swan, this is Robin's house."
Emma rolled her eyes at his obvious remark. "Yes, it is. I think Isaac ran to Zelena for help."
"Funny, we thought the same thing." Henry's voice echoed behind them, followed by the slamming of car doors. "Gold?"
"Locked up. So is Lily," Emma assured them. "And Regina is safe. So are Mary Margaret and David and everyone else. I didn't think it'd be good to let them wander when they don't know they're all actually sane."
"Good idea," Henry agreed.
Robin sighed as he stared at his house. "I can't believe we're getting ready to accuse my wife of trying to" he paused, "trying to do I don't even know what." He scrubbed his hand over his face. "I need a drink."
Killian grinned, whipping his flask out of his coat pocket. "Goats milk?" He offered, pulling the cork out.
Robin grimaced. "No thank you," he muttered.
Shrugging, Killian held the flask up. "Suit yourself." He took a sip.
Emma rolled her eyes and stepped towards the house. "I will never look at any milk the same way now," she muttered. A loud thud behind her caused her to pause.
"Jones?" Robin cried out.
"We're already dying!" Leroy shouted.
Emma's eyes landed on Killian's still figure on the ground. "Killian!"
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XOXO
MAS