A few blocks away at Jacinda and Sabine's apartment, Lucy told her mother: "Mom, I'm so happy to be back here with you," as the two of them sat at the table.

With a smile, Jacinda responded, "Yeah, me too." She then rose to her feet and added, "Come on," nudging her daughter along, "Got to grab your backpack for school. And don't forget you got ballet after, okay?"

Lucy turned back around to face Jacinda before she suggested, "Actually, now that I'm back here for good, I was wondering if we could invite Henry over and share the good news with him," just as Sabine walked into the room.

Jacinda shared a look with Sabine, who poured coffee, before she tried to offer a smile toward her daughter.

She then responded, "Let's just see how, um, we can get through day one, and then we can talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, Mom," Lucy answered, seemingly satisfied. She then left to go to her room, but she soon stopped to face her mom again.

"What is it, baby?" Jacinda curiously questioned.

"I had one more thing to ask you," Lucy began, shuffling on her feet. She paused before she continued, "I wanted to hang out with Nick. Maybe we can go get ice cream before I go to ballet?"

Jacinda bent down to be on her daughter's level and rubbed her hands along her arms before she spoke, "If that's really want you want, Luce."

The dark-haired girl bobbed her head as she responded, "Yeah, I do, Mom." She shrugged before she added, "I just wanted to, like, talk to him and see what he's like."

"I think that's a good idea," Jacinda began with a small smile, rising to her feet. She then placed her hands on her hips and continued, "I'll call him and see what he says - I'm sure that he wants the chance to try to be a good father to you."

Lucy furrowed her eyebrows at the word "father," and she stated, "That's not why I want to see him," earning a raised eyebrow from her mother.

A thoughtful look then entered Lucy's brown eyes before she explained, "I mean, I do want to talk to Nick, but he's not my dad."

With a sigh, Jacinda then interjected, "Because you still believe that Henry is." At her daughter's nod, she then tried to reason, "I know you have this idea that we have this whole other life, but sometimes, things really are as they seem."

"That's just what the curse wants you to believe," Lucy pointed out. She then told her mother, "You and Henry's lives are together - you just don't remember. Just like Nick and Alena's lives are together, and I have to help them, too."

Jacinda took a breath before she bent down once more. She then gently explained, "I know your heart is in the right place, but we all have our own lives, baby. You have to let things be."

With a shake of her head, Lucy stubbornly spoke, "You, me, and Henry, we're a family, Mom. And Alena's our family, too, because she's Henry's sister. Don't you see why I have to help her and Nick?"

Jacinda only looked at her daughter for a few moments - she knew that once she got an idea in her head, it was difficult to talk her out of it.

She sighed once more before she said, "Why don't you go get your backpack, and we'll talk about all of this later, okay?"

Lucy nodded before she turned around and headed to her room.

Sabine then commented, "Kid's not gonna give up on this, huh? This takes "Parent Trap" to a whole new level." Jacinda sat back down and bobbed her head in agreement before Sabine continued, "Out of all of the theories that Lucy has come up with, I don't think I ever expected her to say that Nick is her uncle."

Jacinda ran her fingers through her hair before she conceded, "Just when I thought things couldn't get any more complicated."

Sabine shook her head as she leaned on the counter. She then surmised, "I guess that Lucy took the fact that Henry and Alena do act like brother and sister - and that she and Nick really have no idea how to be subtle - a little too seriously," motioning with her fingers.

"Yeah, I think she did," Jacinda agreed. She looked thoughtful for a moment before she added, "Which is why her spending time with Nick will probably be a good thing. One of the reasons anyway."

Sabine nodded her agreement before she sipped her coffee. She then said, "And Nick could use a distraction since Alena likely friend-zoned him - even though I don't think it's what she really wanted."

"It can't be easy for either of them," Jacinda said, raking her fingers back through her brown hair before she rested her elbows on the table.

Sabine hummed in response. She then began, "Speaking of complicated," making her friend raise an eyebrow, "when Lucy does finally trick you and Mr., uh, Mixtape," holding said mixtape in her hand and tapping it, "into some romantic spot, will there actually be any romance to play?"

She then placed the mixtape on the table and sat down before Jacinda let out a sigh. She then spoke, "I don't know what to do about Henry. I went to Roni's bar to see if we can try to figure things out. I heard that he took off with her to San Francisco."

With a confused expression, Sabine curiously questioned, "And what's he doing there?"

"The bartender was very vague about the details. He just said that Roni needed a ride," Jacinda answered with a shrug.

The sound of a door closing echoed into the kitchen before Lucy reentered the room with her backpack on her shoulder. She then announced, "Ready to go," before she looked at her mother and asked, "Uh, you want to walk me?"

Jacinda rose from the table as she answered, "I'd love to, Lucy," before she and daughter both chuckled and began heading out of the apartment.

A siren wailed in the distance as the police station came back into view. Inside the visitor's room, Weaver sat across from Victoria.

He slid the handcuffs near her as he told her, "Time to take you back. Not exactly Tiffany," motioning to said handcuffs, "But they are bracelets all the same."

He rested his hands on his arms before Victoria poised her fingers on her chin and told him, "I've missed our talks, Detective."

Instead of a reply, Weaver offered a question of his own: "Did you enjoy the one with your daughter?"

Victoria then drily commented, "To be honest, not since she was four." She paused briefly before she told him, "I only agreed to meet with her because I knew it would afford me the chance to speak with you."

With sarcasm etched in his tone, Weaver replied, "Oh, well, I am flattered." He rested his arms back on the table as he spoke, "But given your current situation," motioning to her current orange attire, "you don't have very much to offer."

"How could I forget your skill set always comes with a price?" Victoria then posed.

"What are you getting at?" Weaver curiously questioned - as though he wanted to know her point.

Victoria then stated, "I need help getting to my daughter." A confused expression enveloped Weaver's features as he motioned toward the door and told her, "The little brat was just here."

"Not Ivy. Anastasia," she clarified. She then looked around and lowered her voice before she continued, "Nobody's here. We're all alone. Why pretend you're not concerned that Gothel is out of the tower?"

Weaver coolly replied, "Now, you say that like I should understand what all your nonsense means."

Victoria inhaled sharply before she quipped, "Well, why don't you let me know when I do start making sense?" An exasperated look overtook the detective's features as she began listing: "All the knickknacks you've been collecting, that great love you're separated from, that dagger you can't seem to get rid of."

It seemed as if her words clicked within Weaver as he snapped his fingers and rose to his feet and told Victoria: "Stand up."

She did as told before she continued, "How is the search for The Guardian going? I have all the information you've long sought. You help me today, and I'll gladly share it with you Rumplestiltskin."

Weaver looked long and hard at her. He then conceded, "I say you've got yourself a deal - Rapunzel."

He then placed the handcuffs on his belt - Victoria offered him a surprised expression at his awareness of her true identity. He knowingly nodded at her in response.

New Enchanted Forest, Many Years Ago

Rapunzel etched another mark against a piece of wood that showed the years she had been trapped in the tower.

She then sighed and looked around before her she knelt in front of the crackling fire - her blonde hair, now numerous feet in length, draped over a nearby chair.

A stick clattered as Rapunzel tossed it into the fire. She then rose to her feet before she settled in another chair - a saddened expression overtook her features.

She then peered outside the window and saw dozens of lanterns floating along the sky. She then walked over to the window, where the wind whistled outside; she soon looked at the ground beneath her before she looked back at the lanterns.

The blonde then turned back around and gazed upon her hair, which nearly covered the tower in one long braid. An idea then struck her.

Rapunzel attached some of her hair to a hook vaulted to the ceiling, securing it in her place. She then grabbed a nearby knife and cut off the braid before she tossed it out the window. She placed a bag over her shoulder and climbed out the window before she tightly grabbed the hair.

She glanced down at the looming tower below her. She let out a sigh before giving herself some reassurance: "Remember your family. Be brave."

Rapunzel then began scaling the tower down to her freedom.

Near the manor where Marcus and his daughters now resided, Drizella - now 11 - and her new friend, Alena, came to a stop at a clump of trees in the woods.

"So, how does this work again?" Drizella questioned, looking at the sparkling bean in her friend's hand.

"You think of where you want to go, and you throw it. It then takes you there," Alena answered, looking at the bean as well.

She then looked at her friend and surmised, "You guys have magic here, too. How come you don't know about magic beans?"

With a shrug, Drizella answered, "I know what they are, but I've never used one before."

Alena nodded before she told her, "Well, now you can watch me." The blonde-haired girl then held up the bean and let out a giggle.

"What's so funny?" Drizella asked, giving her friend a curious expression.

"I was just thinking," Alena began, her eyes still on the bean. She looked back at Drizella and continued, "I just think it's cool how we found a beanstalk out here."

Drizella shrugged once more as she pointed out, "Well, you needed to get back to…" trailing off as she tried to remember where the blonde said she was from.

"Storybrooke! And everyone knows that magic beans come from beanstalks."

Alena let out another giggle at that. She then tilted her head and spoke, "I still wish we could have climbed it."

"I still don't get why you'd want to climb a beanstalk," Drizella told her as she crossed her arms.

With a shrug of her own, Alena replied, "It'd be fun." "If you say so," Drizella offered, not looking entirely convinced.

Just then, both girls whipped their heads around at the sound of footsteps. Anastasia - Drizella's older sister - then appeared from behind some trees.

"There you are! I've wondered where you were - I had to set off the lanterns for Mother without you."

"I was helping my friend," Drizella stated as though the explanation was obvious.

Anastasia blinked a couple times as she noticed the blonde girl with her sister - and furrowed her eyebrows at her odd attire.

She shook her head before she earnestly apologized, "Oh! I'm sorry I didn't see you before."

"It's okay," Alena began with a smile. She paused before she continued, "You were saying something about lanterns."

With a nod, Anastasia explained, "It's something me and my sister do."

Alena hummed in response. Drizella then chimed in, "So, she has to get home. I'll come back when the portal closes."

"Portal?" Anastasia asked, her expression one of confusion. It then dawned on her.

"You're not from this land. That's why your clothes are different."

Alena bobbed her head in response. She then said, "And your sister is right. I should get home." She then smiled and added, "But it was nice meeting you."

"You too," Anastasia replied with a smile of her own. She then looked toward Drizella and spoke, "I'll just wait for you back home. Maybe we can launch more lanterns."

The dark-haired girl only offered a look in response - one that Anastasia could read quite well.

So, she simply offered a nod in response. She waved to Alena before she took off back toward the manor.

Alena then commented, "I like your sister - she seems pretty cool."

Drizella tilted her head in thought for a few moments. With a shrug, she said, "I hadn't thought about it that much, but I'm glad we're sisters."

Alena smiled at that before she said, "I think it's time for me to go. For real this time."

Drizella nodded at her. A thought then crossed her mind, and she exclaimed, "Oh! Don't forget your bracelet!"

She then pulled a bead-covered ribbon from her cloak, passing it to her friend.

Alena smiled once more before she pulled a similar bracelet from her jacket pocket and handed it to the brunette.

Both girls tied the bracelets tightly around their wrists. They then held their arms to each other's and began giggling.

Once they had stopped, Alena spoke, "I'm really glad we made these." "I am, too," Drizella agreed.

When the girls looked up, Alena said, "I'm really gonna miss you. I'm glad we decided to be friends."

With a nod, Drizella told her, "Yeah. I'll miss you, too." She then added, "I like having a friend from another realm - even if you do dress funny."

Alena couldn't help but giggle before she pointed out, "You kind of dress funny, too." Though Drizella initially shot her an annoyed look, she soon started giggling as well.

When she had stopped, a thoughtful expression enveloped Alena's features. A few moments later, the blonde then suggested, "I think we should make a promise."

Drizella tilted her head as she questioned, "A promise for what?"

Alena smiled as she stated, "To always be friends."

With a furrow of her brows, Drizella considered her words. A smile soon appeared, and she enthusiastically nodded before she added, "Even if we don't see each other."

"Mm-hmm," Alena hummed in response, returning her friend's smile.

Drizella then suggested, "We should, like, make it official. Other than the bracelets."

Alena looked thoughtful for a moment, furrowing her eyebrows in concentration. It then came to her: "We can pinky promise."

Drizella was momentarily confused until Alena held up her pinky and explained, "Put your pinky with mine. And we'll link them together and shake."

The brown-haired girl nodded before doing as her friend said. Both girls adopted a smile as they shook and then let go.

Alena then held up the magic bean in her hand. She turned away from Drizella and closed her eyes in concentration.

She opened them and threw the bean, and a portal appeared in front of her.

When she turned back around, she and Drizella wrapped each other in a tight hug.

"Goodbye," Drizella said, followed by Alena: "Goodbye." The two girls then pulled away, exchanging one more smile, though they held a bit of sadness.

Alena then took a breath and turned around, offering one final wave over her shoulder. She then ran through the portal and back to her parents and family in Storybrooke.