Chapter 28

"What is it you need to tell me?" Aurora asked when they stepped onto the landing leading to the white front door.

"It's not so much tell you, as show you. Come along inside." Jefferson teased as he opened the front door. "I promise I won't take long. I don't want your King to know where you are any more than you do. I quite like where my head is and would hate to lose it again." Especially outside of Wonderland. He thought as he opened the door and with a little bow he said, "After you my Lady."

"I may be a Queen now Jefferson, "she said as she walked into the house. "But you were always the one to point out that you were my equal."

"I may have implied that on more than one occasion and sure I know how to act the part but the truth is I was born to play the part of the conman, not the King."

Aurora bit her lip and avoided Jefferson's eyes as she looked around the entrance way. "Well, I see Regina didn't curse you to the poor house. This is definitely on par if not better than your Rumpelstiltskin days."

"My curse was different than everyone else's." Jefferson took a deep breath and Aurora couldn't help but look over at him. She could tell he had clearly suffered.

"I was stuck here for the past twenty-eight years remembering everything from my old life. Cursed to watch my daughter with another family, and not be able to do anything to change it. So close to the edge of town; but thanks to the curse, I could never leave the house. Not that I would want to go to town anyway, knowing who most of the town folks were in our old lands, and all of them stuck here having no idea of who they really were. Living basically the same day, after day." Jefferson looked away for a moment a faraway look in his eyes.

"Jefferson… I am so sorry." She placed her hand on his arm, she noticed Jefferson looked down like he was unsure she was really there. "I understand not having someone is the worst curse imaginable."

Jefferson's laugh had a little hint of insanity to it. "You have no idea the nightmares, the conversations I had in this house with ghosts of my past, you included."

"I can relate." She whispered. Aurora pulled back letting go of Jefferson's arm, she felt a little nervous. I still love him, she thought, This curse has broken him in ways I can't understand. We were both stuck in a nightmare, but at least I knew I was really asleep, he was awake the whole time! "Seeing you in my dreams was the best part of my curse."

He gave her a sad smile relating so much to her confession. "I am sorry…"

"Nothing about our current situation was our fault, we were both played." She paused a moment just looking at his sad expression before she continued. "Please tell me about Alice."

"Aurora…" He moved to pull away from her but she reached out grabbing ahold of his arm.

"No, I am serious, tell me what happened. I am so happy you had Victor and Alice after you thought I died. I only had Rumple and the sleeping curse. At least you had friends, love, and hope."

"It took a while for me to see the hope part again, just ask Victor, I was a bloodily mess."

"But now you can see hope every day in Grace."

"Yes, Grace…" He trailed off not sure what to say next about his nine-year-old daughter with another woman he had come to love.

"Tell me what happened to Alice. Emma told me, you told her, you lost your wife due to your work."

"We were actually happy for a few years. Not sure why I thought it would last, it's not like I had done anything good with my life that I would deserve any sort of a happy ending." Jefferson stopped to wipe the corner of his eye before looking at Aurora and continuing.

"Alice, she loved to use my hat and go on adventures. Even after we had Grace, Alice would still push to go on jobs. The neighbors were good at watching Grace while we were out. But one-time things didn't go as planned. I should never have let her talk me into taking the job in Wonderland. It was a horrible place to start with. I never did like it there, but Alice loved it for some reason."

Jefferson paused, clearly not wanting to go on, but he recomposed himself and continue. "I had stolen things before from Wonderland but things were different from the last time Alice or I had been there. The new Queen, the Queen of Hearts as she liked to be called was far more ruthless than the last. She ripped Alice's heart out right in front of me when I lied about how we came to be in her land. Said she recognized me from Regina's throne room, demanded I take her back to our land."

Jefferson started to shake his head. "How I got away is a blur. Alice was just lying there dead. Will Scarlet, he…I can't even…" Jefferson's eyes were staring at the ground in front of him, but Aurora could see he was seeing the Queen of Heart's Court and poor dead Alice laid out in front of him.

Jefferson closed his eyes willing the vision away. "Will helped me, Cora had his heart but he still found a way to let me go. I was able to bring back Alice's body. I hung up my hat, too scared to use the hat and leave Grace without a parent always wondering what happened. After our gold ran out I lived off the land."

"You farmed?" Aurora couldn't hide the tone of surprise in her voice.

"We had some animals and picked mushrooms and berries from the woods." Jefferson gave a small smile. "It wasn't much but we got by. I traded for what we needed. There were nights or weeks for that matter that I went hungry, but I always made sure Grace was well taken care of. And I was always good at sewing, which is extremely important if you have a little girl who likes stuff animals and dresses." Jefferson closed his eyes rocking slightly on his heels, remembering that day when Grace and he had come home to see Regina's carriage in front of their house.

"That was until Regina came to call years later." Jefferson turned to Aurora. "She tricked me like she always did, convinced me if I did this job for her that Grace would want for nothing. See Grace had wanted this toy rabbit. I just wanted to get the rabbit for her. I didn't do it anymore. I was out of it all, the traveling, the stealing, the magic, but I just couldn't disappoint Grace again. I had to get her the rabbit and I couldn't afford it and couldn't risk getting caught stealing it, so I fell for Regina's act. I thought we needed the gold, which Regina would give me. The job was in Wonderland, but I thought Regina, the Evil Queen, trained by Rumplestiltskin himself, had to be more powerful than the Queen of Hearts. So I agreed. We made it in and stole what she wanted but what she wanted was her father."

"Oh!"She gasped realizing what Jefferson was implying.

"I see you remember the rules of the hat," He noted sadly.

"The number which goes in is the number which can leave."

"So Regina left me in my first prison; Wonderland. The Queen of Hearts remembered who I was and demanded I make a new hat. When I said I couldn't, she ordered: 'Off with my head!'"

"Wait, the… " She paused his comment from earlier clicking in her head. "I don't want to lose my head again comment from earlier…"

Jefferson didn't say anything but moved his scarf out of the way exposing his neck and the scar which went all the way around. Aurora didn't step back or gasp in horror like Jefferson expected. Instead, she stepped closer, quickly filling the space that had been between them. She reached out to touch the scar. Jefferson jerked back, out of her reach.

"Jefferson don't…" Aurora started to complain as he stepped back.

Jefferson paused a second seeing the hurt in Aurora's eyes, but then he moved his scarf back into place. "She reattached it because she wanted me to make a portal back to Regina's realm. Needless to say, Regina thought it best for me to have everything I need to make a new Hat, everything except MAGIC!" He emphasis the last word not only with his voice but by hitting the banister at the end of the staircase, with a loud smack.

"Cora the fucking Queen of Hearts had it cut off and reattached to show how powerful she was. I was stuck there for months trying to make a hat but without enough magic to make the portals. I was stuck there until Regina's curse dragged me to this prison."

Jefferson looked around the parlor. "Regina explained it all to me on the seventh day of the curse. Grace was living with our neighbors not knowing they were not her real parents. She made it perfectly clear that she stuck to her end of our bargain. She stood right there at the front door and told me they would give Grace whatever she wanted, toys, clothes, food, she would want for nothing. Just like I asked for, and Regina told me I would be stuck in this house watching day after day, year after year, how happy Grace was without me as her father. Regina even made sure I had telescopes in every room, so I wouldn't miss anything."

Jefferson trailed off sitting down on the steps. Aurora wasn't sure what to do. She walked over and sat down beside him. She placed her right hand on his left and leaned her head onto his shoulder biting her lip to keep from crying. She hated to see him like this.

Jefferson felt her head on his shoulder like she had one done at least a hundred times before. It was exactly where it belonged. His mind raced with every second he had spent with her, him kidnapping her for Rumple, their first lessons together, conversations about his travels, their first kiss, how she had saved his life and few months later how he had repaid her in kind, running away from Rumple's, their time in Neverland, and lastly the night he thought he had lost her forever.

He leaned his head against hers moving his arm out of her touch to wrap it around her pulling her closer. "After the curse weakened I was finally able to leave, and time started to move forward." He pulled back slightly so he could see her face. "I had that run in with Emma and Snow, she told you about what I did to her and her mother didn't she."

Aurora studied his face a moment seeing the fear of that fact in his eyes. "Yes, you drugged her and tied them up. Wanted her…"

"To make the hat work, so I could get back to the Enchanted Forest. I thought if I got Grace back there she would remember." He shook his head. "As you know I didn't handle that correctly, but it was the first time I had talked to anyone outside of Regina, Victor, the Huntsman, or that stupid cricket, in twenty-eight years. And just about every conversation with Regina ended in a full out argument, since I was the only one who had the free will to argue with her."

"Jefferson calm down. Don't think about Regina, you have Grace back. Emma and Snow are fine, you didn't hurt them. Everything is alright."

Jefferson closed his eyes his mind racing as he thought about Regina's temper, and how she had occasionally tricked him into having sex with her. But that was a whole other psychology issue to worry about, and he just didn't have the time or energy to do so now. "How can you say everything is alright? I left Grace for Regina's promise of riches. Making the wrong decisions over and over again, that is the story of my life."

"The past is past Jefferson."

"Did you just quote Rumple too me?"

She laughed. "I guess I did. What I am trying to say is just focus on the here and now and all the possibilities." She took his hand in hers. "So you were trapped in this house all that time, what happened when the curse broke and you could leave?"

"Once Emma came to town the spell started to break. At first, I was able to out into the garden, or the front porch, then down to the gate, then finally I made my way into town. So right before the curse broke I was able to free Belle from Regina."

"Belle was locked up?" Aurora asked.

"Yes, Regina had her locked up for years." He paused a moment trying to decide if he should tell her the truth or not of how Belle came to be locked in Regina's tower room.

"What?" She asked. "What are you not telling me?"

I am just getting to get her back, if Belle hasn't told Rumple yet what I did, surely she won't tell Aurora. He thought a moment before telling her. "She was waiting to use her against Rumple. I am not really sure what she was waiting to use her for but before she could play the Belle card, I set her free, hoping Rumple would kill Regina for what she did because I didn't have the nerve to kill her myself. But as you can clearly see she is still alive."

The two of them sat there on the steps each lost in their thoughts. Jefferson's mind raced to how he was the one who given Regina Belle in the first place and how he had gotten the apple for her to kill Emma but instead Henry had taken it. I don't deserve a happy ending after all the things I have done. He thought leaning his head against hers a part of him still not believing she was there in the house talking to him, for he had imagined her and so many others from his past there in this house just like this so many times before.

Aurora brought her hand up to play with Jefferson's hair before she even realized what she was doing. When he didn't stop her, she continued the comforting movements.

He had pictured her running her hands through his hair a million times if not a billion since the night he thought she had died. But the actual feeling was unlike anything he had remembered. Her fingers in his hair and as it moved down his cheek to first his arm and then his hand, there was no other way to describe it, it simply felt like love. But at the same time, something was missing. Her touch felt good but not as wonderful as he remembered like there was something missing, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

"But being trapped in this house with just telescopes wasn't the only part of the curse. Regina was always one for details. Some of the rooms of this manor are filled with things from past."

Jefferson stood helping Aurora up. He led her into the living room area as Aurora entered the room she noticed how clean everything was. The color white dominated the room. From the white carpet to the white sofa, to the white fireplace and the white framing of the windows, the red and black pillows stood out in the center of the room.

Jefferson walked over to the shiny black piano before sitting down on the bench. "Regina made sure to give me lots of musical instruments, since she, always did love my musical talents." He tapped on one of the piano keys and pointed to the cello by the window. "But then again you always loved it when I sang, played, or danced too." Jefferson winked at Aurora as his fingers flew over the keys playing a lovely tune.

Aurora felt her cheeks redden at the memories of dancing with Jefferson or listening to him sing. "Well you did turn me into a right proper dancer, and your musical intro to our short-lived engagement was one of my favorite memories of you." Aurora smiled holding his glance for a moment feeling tears playing at the corner of her eyes, before she turned awkwardly away, her eye catching the crazy colors of the painting above the fireplace.

She also noticed a phenakistoscope, to the left of the fireplace. She gave it a small spin. The red horse seemed to race in front of her. I wish we could run away from this mess I have created in my life, but like this horse, any movement I make is just an illusion. Jefferson and I may both be alive but we are once again as stuck as this horse is.

"The rooms through the doors to the left of the fireplace" Jefferson pointed out the door which was blocked by fake trees. "are set up just like my room, your room, and Belle's room from the castle. The ones through the set of doors to the right of the fireplace are set up from our little house in Neverland and the tavern we worked at. And the entrance to the basement which is set up like my little cottage in Wonderland."

"Really?" Aurora started for the doorway putting a hand on the fake tree, ready to move it and check out the rooms herself.

"No don't go back there." Jefferson moved swiftly from the piano bench grabbing her arm he pulled her in close. His grip was a little too rough and Aurora let out a little gasp.

He hoped her gasp was more from shock than pain. "Sorry. I just… I don't like to go back there too many memories." He whispered, dropping her arm. "What I really want to show you is upstairs." Jefferson moved a curl which had fallen over Aurora's face when he had grabbed her, behind her ear as he talked, his fingers playing with the end of the curl just like he used to do all those years ago.

Aurora felt a bit breathless being that close to him again. She nodded her head and finding her voice she whispered. "Alright." Her mouth felt so dry all of a sudden, she licked her lips and added. "Lead the way."

Jefferson's hand slide down from her hair to her hand and without talking he led her out of the room back into the parlor and up the stairs. Putting his finger to his lips he motioned for her to stay quiet. He opened the first door and whispered. "This room is a playroom for Grace. It was filled with all her toys and books from our world." He closed the door.

"The next one is Grace's bedroom. She is in there sleeping now. But for twenty-eight years it just sat there mocking me." He continued down the long hallway. "This room is identical to my bedroom from Alice and… my home. There are still items of hers in there. Grace likes to spend time going through her things." Jefferson noted passing a door to his left.

"And this one" he turned to the door on the right placing a hand on it. "is filled with every single reward Rumple ever gave me. "He lingered there outside that door for a moment his hand playing with the glass doorknob nervously, before walking down to the last three doors. He came to stop in front of the two doors which were across from each other. "These rooms are workrooms."

"Work rooms?" Aurora questioned.

"Regina like her mother, wanted me to be able to have everything to make a hat to portal jump, minus the magic. Which as Emma explained is the reason I kidnapped her and Snow." Jefferson took a deep breath and turned to the last door at the end of the hallway. "This room…. well, see for yourself." He swung the door opened and motioned for her to go inside.

Aurora gave Jefferson a nervous look; she wasn't sure what to expect as he opened the door, all she could see were stairs. She couldn't help to gasp when Jefferson stepped inside and turned on the light. There were stairs but they didn't match the rest of the house. They were cold and dark stone stairs and walls. Those were stones and stairs she knew all too well.

"No" She looked at Jefferson who gave a wave for her to go up the stairs. She picked up her skirt and rushed up the stairs.

Once Aurora got to the top her thoughts were confirmed. The room looked just liked Rumple's Tower Room. There was the lab table where she and Jefferson had spent many a day and nights studying spells, potions, and flirting. Oh God, the flirting. Aurora's cheeks flushed at the thought of those long-gone days.

"Jefferson" she whispered as her eyes took in the room. There before her were the potions rack, the spinning wheel, straw and the gold beside it, the bookcase, fireplace, and the window she had spent so many days and nights looking out of longing for a life of her own where she could be free. "This is amazingly…" she started a smile on her face.

"Horrible" Jefferson finished the sentence for her.

"I was going to say amazingly brilliant or wonderful but really the word to best describe this room is home." She turned and her smile quickly faded when she saw him standing there at the top of the stairs.

Home? Jefferson thought. Is this place home? Was my father's ship home? "No, the only real home I had in all my years before Alice was with you in Neverland."

"Neverland would have been an amazing home." They stood there for a moment lost in their memories before Aurora turned back to the potion rack. "True Love is still missing. I never understood that one when Rumple had Belle for years he could have it any time he wanted before he cast her out."

Jefferson's mind flashed to the day he was kicked out and how Rumple made him do the True Love potion and how it didn't work.

"Jefferson, did you hear me?"

"He never thought Belle could truly love him, and he didn't have the courage to find out for sure." That lack of courage must have rubbed off on me because it is exactly why I haven't kissed Aurora yet. Rumple is right; it is better not knowing for sure.

Jefferson watched as she put the empty potion bottle back in place before he changed the subject. "In twenty-eight years of being stuck here. I only came up here a handful of times before you came to Storybrooke. " He walked past her to the lab table and drew a line in the dust as he walked over to the window.

"After I saw you. I knew I would have to come up here again. See Regina didn't spare any details" He waved at the potions and supplies, "I am not sure if any of this will work now that magic is back but I think Regina may have forgotten about them."

"The sleeping potion you sent me worked just fine."

Jefferson gave a nod of his head as he stopped by the window to add. "But Regina did not forget the view." Jefferson looked out into the night.

Aurora came up beside him and she felt tears down her face before she even knew she was crying Jefferson turned back to her. "Rory, I am sorry I didn't mean to upset you."

"No, I am not crying because I am upset." Aurora wiped the tears off her face. "After I thought you died, I stayed with Rumple. I didn't… I didn't know what else to do, or where to go. I didn't realize Rumple and Regina had played us both. And I thought Maleficent had been so close to succeeding in killing both of us."

Aurora took a deep breath. "Rumple took me back; I was here in this room so many days and nights without you. I …" She shook her head trying to find the words. "You have no idea how often I would dream or wish to watch you walk up those stairs and be…." she paused as if scare to finish her thought out loud, "alive."

Jefferson cupped her face with his hand and wiped a tear off her face with his thumb. "I am so sorry I fell for what Rumple and Regina did to us."

"You weren't the only one who believed it." Aurora placed her hands-on Jefferson's a moment before she pulled his hand off her face, but she kept ahold of him as she turned back to the window looking out into the night. What she saw outside made her smile her mind racing with memories of her and Jefferson in the garden. "You're right. Regina spared no details. Your backyard looks just like Rumple's garden!"

Jefferson couldn't help but smile at her touch; he turned his hand over so he could hold her hand back. "I am holding you and you feel real but I can't believe you are here that you are actually alive. I missed you so much."

Aurora smiled.

"Why does that make you smile?"

"Because you only miss things you really care about." Aurora blushed. "There hasn't been a day since I thought you died that I haven't thought of you."

He gave a quick nod of his head in agreement. "Do you see our tree out there in the distance?" He pointed with his other hand. "It's hard to see in the dark out here without the lights from the city it gets really dark."

"I know where the tree is Jefferson. I could find my way to it blindfold." They stood there looking out both lost in their own memories of the past.

"It's where I buried you." Aurora and Jefferson whispered at the same time. Aurora and Jefferson both jerked to face each other.

"Rumple `made it look like he burned your body." Aurora started.

"He placed your ashes in a box," Jefferson stated. "I buried it under the tree were we .."

"Would always meet" Aurora finished for him.

"I was going to say make out." Jefferson flashed that wicked grin of his for a second before it faded away into him solemn Storybrooke expression. "You really buried me there too?" He asked.

"Well, I let your ashes go in the wind because…" Aurora paused hoping she didn't sound silly. "I thought you wouldn't like to be stuck in one place for the rest of time."

Before she knew what was happening Jefferson laughed and lifted her up off the ground in a hug. "You know me so well Rory!" He spun her around a few times before placing her back on the window ledge. Aurora couldn't help but smile when she noticed Jefferson's toothy grin. "I love it my ashes blowing in the wind all around the kingdom." Jefferson continued to smile as he waved his hand out the window imaging his ashes being carried off to all corners of the Enchanted Forest.

His voice had an upbeat tone to it for the first time since Aurora had found out he was alive. Now, this was the Jefferson I knew and loved. The sad, depressed and defeated Jefferson was so upsetting to see like he was dead but still going through the motions. That look of mischief in his eye, the smile, and carefree tone that is how I want him to be all the time. But he isn't like this anymore. Thirty-eight years have passed. He's grown older and experienced not only one heartbreak, but three. And I could make it four if Rumple is correct. Aurora thought to herself as Jefferson all but bounced across the room.

"I figure you would have loved it, always on the move. I almost didn't do it because I wanted a spot to remember you at, but then I remembered an old fairy saying. If you love someone you are never truly alone."

"Oh Aurora, you know I hate fairies." He teased. Then jumped back remembering something himself. "Just wait…. wait until… wait until you see this Rory you won't believe it. After I saw you I came back up here first time in years to clean all this up for you." He opened the supply closet door.

"Clean what up?" She asked looking around at all the dust and cobwebs in the room. Jefferson smiled and disappeared inside the closet.

"Wait, what?" she jumped up crossing the room. "That supply closet wasn't big enough to go insi… OH MY God!" She screamed as she walked in the room. "my clothes!" She walked in spinning around in the center looking at the huge walk-in closet. "All my things! "

"Like I said Regina didn't leave out any details in her attempt to drive me mad."

Aurora shook her head in disbelief as she looked around the room. "Oh, no way. Is that?" She rushed over to a coat hanging beside the open door. "It is." She grabbed it off the hanger. "This is my favorite coat. It is just as soft and the buttons just as shiny as I remember." She hugged it. "You brought it back before my first Christmas at Rumple's."

"I got it in a little shop in Diagon Alley." Jefferson smiled as he remembered that December day.

"It was the warmest coat I have had." She threw her cloak down and to put on the coat. "It could be below freezing and I would feel all warm and snuggly, like we were back in the tower room by the fireplace studying spells, playing cards, or listening to all the weird music you had collected."

"That would be because it had a warming spell on it."

Aurora laughed putting it on. "Of course, it did. You were not one to buy something that wasn't magical enhanced.

"I am not sure it will work with magic being how it is here,"

"Oh, it is warm," She said giving herself a hug. "It still works." Then pointing to something behind him she asked. "Is that my hat you made me for my seventieth birthday?"

"Why yes, it is." He swept across the room to reach up and pull it down for her. Aurora joined him in the back of the closet and he placed it on her head. "It was never really Princess material but you did look great in it."

"Look great? Please, I look amazing!" She looked in the mirror, her fingers going to the cut mark above her eye.

"Your father…" she looked up at him.

"Don't worry Captain Hook didn't follow you through the portal." He walked out of the closet back over to the window.

"I Know." She started but that tightness in her chest started again, as she realized she didn't know where Hook really was. "But Hook was working with Cora. Do you think they will give up that easy?"

"Cora out of Wonderland? Hook out of Neverland?" Jefferson's face looked panicked. "It really isn't a thought I would like to seriously think about. In fact, Rumple didn't even tell me they were plotting to come over because he didn't want to upset me. Henry and Grace warned me, that is why I was there yesterday when you came through the portal."

"I am sorry…" Aurora started.

"I always wondered if Cora really escaped Wonderland? There was talk my last days I was stuck there. That…that a man with a magic hat and hook for an arm came and took her away but I just thought..." He stopped and laugh

His laugh had slight madness to it Aurora had never heard from him before. She watched him twisting his hand in a crazy motion by his head.

"I just thought I had completely lost it by then." Jefferson continued. "How could my father….and Cora." He started rocking nervously on his heels, with a far-off look in his eye.

"Jefferson's it's alright" Aurora tried to comfort him but he pulled back from her touch.

"Alright?" He laughed again. "I just got Grace back, and if my father …and the Queen of Hearts… Off with your head." Jefferson muttered crazily. "Off… Off with your head."

Aurora grabbed his arm to get him to stop rocking and muttering. "I… Emma and Snow…We stopped her and him. They are not coming here. You," she placed her hand on Jefferson's chest. "Grace, all of us are safe."

As Aurora finished she felt a sharp pain in her chest. Feeling light headed she pulled back from Jefferson turning away rubbing her chest over her heart. Once she let go of Jefferson the pain seemed to fade away. Oh God, Hook knows I am talking about him. The thought burned through her mind as she rubbed her chest. Oh God is he here already? Please, they couldn't have...

"Are you alright?" Jefferson asked.

How was he always able to tell when something was wrong with me? Turning she replied. "I am fine just thinking it foolish to say me and you are safe. The only time I felt completely safe was before my parents were killed."

"You know Emma killed Maleficent. Your list of people who want you dead is down to just Regina. And she is too busy trying to win Henry over to really care about you at the moment. And Rumple …. He is busy still trying to find his son, which is what he has always been up too."

Aurora noticed Jefferson's tone had a hint of jealous even after everything Rumple had done to him.

"The only difference is this time Rumple is also trying to figure out how to keep Belle without giving up his magic." Aurora walked back over to Jefferson. Jefferson took the hat from her hands and placed it back on her head. He tilted her head upward. By the Gods, she is even more beautiful than I remember. "And just so you know I stand by my word I gave to you all those years ago when I pledged myself to you, in Rumple's real Tower Room, that snowy day. I swear to protect you and help you in whatever way you need as long as I live."

He looked at her his mind racing. This is Aurora, my Rory. I am actually touching her and she wants me too. Look at that smile that glow, the sparkle in her eyes. She wants me as much as I want her. Kiss her and see if Rumple was lying or not. Victor is right, a kiss is the only way to know for sure. If it doesn't work then finally after all these years I can let her go.

Before Aurora knew what he was doing, Jefferson leaned in and kissed her.