Meet me at Gold's old shack, the one he never uses. August
After receiving August's text message, Emma took her yellow bug and rode towards the shack. She left her car a bit away as to not attract any attention and went to August. The man was waiting. His boyish smile melted Emma's heart right away.
"Hey, Em!" he called.
"August. Date nr.2 is coming up already?" she asked. "Nah, I thought about that a little bit and then I realized: why not do things a bit more old-fashioned way?"
"Like what?"
August suddenly slammed into her and kissed her passionately. "Like that."
He kissed her again. Emma pushed him against the shack wall and pulled back for a second. She squinted her eyes.
"I like old-fashioned."
Whilst making out, Emma managed to open the door behind them so they could enter the room. August closed it.
Regina woke up to find herself tied to a bed. Greg hovered over her and was working on some devices.
"Really? You're going to torture me? You know I could just disintegrate you where you are."
Greg laughed. "No, you can't. The taser disabled your powers for a short while. We know how to deal with your kind."
"We? You mean you and Tamara."
The smile vanished from Greg's lips. He scowled and placed some electrodes on her temples.
"Really, Greg. If you want to know something, all you have to do is ask."
"Oh really? Like the way you asked my father to stay here? I want to know where he is." demanded Greg.
"I told you already! He left town shortly after you." said Regina. "And yet he never came to find his son."
Greg turned on the electrocution.
I just had sex with Pinocchio.
It was a fact. A real fact. Of course, had anyone been able to read her thoughts, they would've believed her crazy. A year ago and so would have she. But things were different now.
And hell, Emma enjoyed it.
August was asleep beside her. Being who she was, Emma cuddled up to him and tucked her head beneath his chin. He unconsciously placed an arm around her and pulled her closer.
Perfect.
Time to skin a crocodile.
Captain Hook had received a phone call from Greg Mendell. Yes, a phone call. It was very fortunate that the Queen had given him the heads-up on how to use phones, or otherwise he would've been completely lost.
But now Hook was back in Storybrooke.
Things are about to get interesting.
August briefly woke up in the dark. Emma was soundly asleep. She reminded him of a little bunny rabbit, scared and in hiding, but also so goddamn lovable. He placed a kiss on the top of her head and fell asleep again.
The time has come. thought Henry as he set the explosives around. If this wouldn't convince August, well... he knew other methods. Painful ones, yes but all necessary. August had taken what he loved and it was his turn now.
The boy smiled, the first time in years. Or perhaps the first time in his life. Time travel was so complex.