Emma was nervous. This was a move she knew there was no turning back from. Years ago, Neal had taught her never to break in somewhere if she didn't know the way out. This was similar. She was going down a path she had no way out of, so she would just have to hope it worked. She, Neal, and the kids approached the well. Emma was about to drop it in when she heard footsteps running. It was a girl about Henry's age, with reddish hair and blue eyes.
"Ana?"
"Henry!"
"Why are you here?"
"To warn you. My mother's coming!"
"What - The Evil Queen is coming here?"
"Yes!"
"Well, what do we do?"
"Don't eat the apple turnover she offers you!"
"Huh?"
"Her apple turnovers are delicious usually, but I think this one might be poisoned."
Just then, Regina came up behind Ana.
"Hello, Emma. I made you a delicious apple turnover. I thought you could enjoy it on the road, because I'm banishing you from Storybrooke."
"Banishing? Really?"
"Yes. Enjoy the turnover."
"I don't want it."
"Well, if you don't eat it, I'll take it as a mark of protest, and have you arrested."
"No", said Henry, taking the turnover from Regina, "I'll eat it."
"Henry! No!"
But it was too late. He ate it and collapsed. Emma put him in the car and dialed 911, forgetting all about the potion.
...
"I'm sorry, who are you?", asked Belle, confused.
"I'm someone you know but don't remember."
"Any more details?"
"Soon, Belle, all in good time."
"Allright..."
"Here", said Rumpelstiltskin, handing her a grey dress. "Put this on. You've spent enough time in rags."
"Um, thank you", said Belle.
"Now, you stay here, and I have a quick errand to run."
"Errand? What?"
"I'll explain later. Just stay in here. Promise me you won't leave. Because if you do, there's no turning back."
"Okay..."
Rumpelstiltskin left the shop, closing the door behind him. He had to go get the potion, and make Emma see how to break the curse. He was getting into something very dangerous and complicated here, and he knew there was truly no turning back.