Chapter 2 Help Needed
Emma and Snow left Gold's store soon after, Emma found out about her long lost twin brother. All the saviour had to go on is that they were both taken to the same forest/woods by the magic wardrobe. Back at the townhouse, Emma unpacked her laptop and started searching for news articles amongst other things that dated back. To the day, she was found in woods/forest.
Emma lost track of how many hours; she searched away on the internet looking. Time only caught up with her, when she heard her front door open. She left her laptop on the breakfast table and went to see. Who decided to pay her a visit.
"Henry is with Regina," David said.
"That's good. I don't see any leftovers. The last three times, you came over you had four plates pancakes, muffins and bagels." Emma replied.
"I may have made too much food."
"Did mom tell you about earlier?" Emma asked. David nodded.
"Do you really believe, you can find him?"
"Someway, somehow. The news articles are pretty vague. It's not like, we have something here that can instantly track him down." Emma responded.
"Like a locator spell. But magic doesn't exist outside of Storybrooke." David pointed out. Then it hit her.
"Gold, he can help us," Emma said.
"With finding your brother?" David questioned.
"Yeah, he used something to find his son. He knew his son was out there somewhere."
"How can you be so sure he will help us?"
"He owes me a favour don't ask. Call mom," Emma explained before she left her house with David following after.
The three entered Gold's store and found no customers there. The three were thankful for that. What they needed to ask for was personal. Something that they didn't want to share with just anybody.
"Gold," Emma called out after; she saw no sign of Mr Gold in the front of the shop. The reformed Dark One, revealed himself to Snow, David and Emma when he walked out from the back of the store over to the front.
"Ms Swan, what do I owe the pleasure?" Mr Gold questioned.
"We need your help." Snow spoke-up.
"I want you to help me find my brother. The same way you tried to find your son." Emma told Mr Gold. While the saviour and the Dark One had a rocky past, she did feel bad that after waiting twenty-eight years to find his son. He was unlucky to find out. His son had passed before the curse was broken.
"You're not afraid of losing a little bit of blood are you?" Mr Gold asked.
"Nope," Emma answered. Mr Gold walked over to a counter and summoned the world globe Cora had 'gifted' him some time ago. He instructed Emma to prick her finger and allow a few droplets of blood to fall onto the clear globe. The few droplets of blood multiply and spread out around the globe creating a map that consisted of every city over the world. The red fades and becomes green. Every city name is written in white. Mr Gold froze before deciding to speak.
"How peculiar." Mr Gold commented.
"What's wrong?" Snow asked concerned, they couldn't mess things up.
"Excuse me for a moment. I have to fetch one of my spellbooks. I haven't seen the globe do this before." Mr Gold told the three, he then walked back over to the back of the shop to read one of his spellbooks. Before he returned to them.
"Well, what's wrong?" David questioned, he didn't want his worse suspicions confirmed.
"The globe hasn't found Ms Swan's twin. This globe only shows the living. I'm afraid he has passed." Mr Gold explained, there wasn't any easy way to tell a parent that their child is dead. The pain would always be the same.
"NO!"
"So if that spot isn't my brother then who is it?" Emma questioned. Why couldn't she and her brother have found their way back to each other before Storybrooke? They shouldn't have been separated in the first place. She told herself.
"Why a blood relative of, course a grandchild to be precise. Alive in San Francisco." Mr Gold answered.
"Can you show us the child?" Snow questioned, she knew deep down no mental image of a grandchild, she could imagine would be as good as the real thing.
"I can try." Mr Gold said. He then waved a hand over the globe. Snow, David and Emma lean in to have a better view. The map was erased in seconds and replaced with an image of a young woman walking down a street. Around five feet tall and four inches. She had pale skin, dark brown hair with brown eyes. She was a true beauty. She wasn't wearing anything special just jeans, boots and a white top. Her left hand was free, unlike her right hand which was being held by a six-year-old boy's right hand.
The boy was small which was to be expected. His skin was as pale as his mother, his hair also a dark brown combed to one side. But his hazel eyes belonged to his deceased father. He was wearing a Ben 10 t-shirt and black denim shorts and black converse trainers.
"He's adorable." Snow commented when she saw the boy smile at his mother. They couldn't hear what mother and son were talking about though.
"His mother isn't so bad looking herself." David spoke-up. His son must have had good taste like his father.
"What about a precise location?" Emma questioned.
"Keep looking." Mr Gold instructed. They did as what the Dark One said. They see mother and son turn a street corner walk up to a pink and white painted Victorian-style manor. They walked up the steps before the image faded away.
"Thirteen twenty-nine Prescott Street," David said. He didn't want to forget the address. He wouldn't forgive himself if he did.
"We've got the city and we've got their address. We can go the day after tomorrow. I promised Henry that I'll be at his play." Emma told her parents. Besides, they could use a day to try and figure out the best way to tell her possible sister in law and nephew that fairy tales are in fact very real.
End of chapter 2.