SHOUT OUTS/ANSWERS

ToxicWednesday: Thanks. Glad you like it. And yes, Regina and Robin are going to have happy in this fic.

AUTHOR'S NOTE/DISCLAIMER

Belongs to ABC Studios and whoever owns the show. I only own the plot.

It was several hours-Neal believed, he wasn't too sure to be honest-before Zelena got done with him and returned him to the spot across from Rumplestiltskin, using her magic to chain him back up to the coat hanger before poofing away.

"Bae?" Rumplestiltskin asked anxiously. I didn't hear a peep from him. Did she use a silencing spell on him? he wondered.

"M'fine," Neal assured.

"I didn't hear anything. Did she use a silencing spell?" Rumplestiltskin queried and the younger man shook his head.

"I went away. Just shut down, like a friend taught me to," he replied.

"You…shut down?" Rumplestiltskin gasped, the words reverberating in his mind. He had been taught to block out abuse by someone, which meant that this had happened to him before.

"Papa, let it go," Neal sighed, seeing the look. He's pissed, he thought to himself. Not that he could blame him. After all, what parent wanted to hear that their child had been hurt?

"Bae," Rumplestiltskin said.

"I'm fine, Papa," Neal insisted. It happened. it's done. I don't want to rehash it, he thought to himself. Hearing the irritation in the younger man's voice, Rumplestiltskin fell silent. Press him on it later, he told himself. Baelfire obviously didn't want to talk about it and it wouldn't do him any good to piss him off. They needed to stay united if they were going to get out of here. The Dark One focus his attention on the chains and attempted to bring his magic forth. However, just like in all of his other attempts, no magic came. Rumplestiltskin scowled. Blast it! he thought to himself. He needed to get free so he could transport Baelfire out of here. He would let the Wicked Witch do whatever he wanted to him, but he couldn't let his son be hurt anymore. Neal's eyes flickered as he took in his father's frustration. Apparently, whatever spell she's using to bind his magic's still in effect, he thought to himself. Which totally sucked. He could see how much it was killing the man to be powerless, and truth be told, he had never been a fan of it either. That damn dagger, he thought bitterly. If Zelena didn't have it on her possession, his papa couldn't be used as a threat. And no, he wasn't afraid of him, but he knew that being used against him in any way was the man's greatest fear. And he had to come up with a way to keep that from happening again. But what and how? He needed to figure this out. Maybe he could use what she was doing to him to their advantage. Okay, I need to think on this, he thought to himself. There had to be a way to get out of here and he was going to find it. While this was going on, Emma and the others were perusing a map of Storybrooke and discussing where they could look.

"If the Wicked Witch of the West really is here, she'd probably want someplace out of the way, even if she did take our memories, which means that she could be hiding in the woods or the forest," Emma stated.

"My men and I can check all of the woods and the forest, including the Troll Bridge," Robin offered.

"Awesome, that's appreciated," Emma responded. I can't believe I'm sitting here discussing a search party with Robin Hood, she thought to herself. It was unreal. But at the same time, if it helped her get Neal back, she'd work with the freakin' Loch Ness Monster if it was necessary, and at the rate things were going, she wouldn't be at all surprised if that was real too. Okay she needed to stop getting sidetracked. They had to find Neal and Rumplestiltskin. Want him back, she thought to herself. At her words, Robin and his men and stood up and headed out as Snow glanced at the woman.

"We'll find them," she assured. We just got to have faith, she thought to herself. Neal and Rumplestiltskin were family and their family always found each other.

"I hope so," Emma stated. Not good at this faith thing, she thought to herself. And why should she be? The few times she had trusted someone before, she had been let down. After that, she had determined that it was better to just trust in herself. And now they wanted her to have faith that they were going to find Rumplestiltskin and her-well, whatever Neal was to her? Yeah, that wasn't going to be easy. Snow's eyes flickered. I want to help her. How do I do that? she wondered. She had no idea what to do. This was all new to her. Emma was her daughter, and yet, she was a grown woman. And she had no idea how to comfort her. I should know how to comfort her, she thought to herself. Around Storybrooke, Robin and his men had spread out and had started searching. We need a sign of some sort, Robin thought to himself. But if it was a witch, she was probably good at keeping her basis of operation concealed. But how? A cloaking spell of some sort? That's a disturbing thought, Robin silently mused. John glanced at his friend.

"Are you all right?" he queried.

"Yes. Just anxious to find Rumplestiltskin and his son," came the response. And wasn't that just a kick in the head? He was actually worried about the Dark One. Then again, they would all have to be on guard. After all, no one knew who the witch was and they needed to be on their guard. While this was going on, David had decided to take Mary Margaret home.

"David, I'm fine. I'm not an invalid," she reminded him as he helped her to the car.

"I know, but I'd feel better if you were at home where Regina's protection spells are up rather than out in the open," he responded. There's something I never thought I'd say, he thought to himself. He still found it weird to trust Regina, even though he had seen a change in her since Neverland. But he was slowly getting used to it. At this, the woman sighed and nodded.

"Okay," she stated. He's worried. He wants to make sure I'm protected, she realized. Not that she could blame him. They had no idea who the witch was and as much as she hated to admit it, her pregnancy made her vulnerable. She was silent as her husband helped her into the vehicle and then got into the driver's seat, and started the car. A few moments later, they arrived at home and walked in, smiling when the smell of food reached their nostrils.

"Smells like Zelena's cooking," Mary Margaret commented.

"Yeah. Hope she didn't go to too much trouble," David stated.

"I heard that!" Zelena called from the kitchen. "And it's no trouble at all," she assured them. Smiling, the fairy tale couple walked into the kitchen.

"Thanks for this. I don't know what we'd do without you," David stated as he helped Snow into a chair and then sitting in the chair next to her.

"Of course," Zelena responded. Foolish prince. Thanks to the spells in my cooking and tea, you and your silly little Snow White are under my thrall, she thought to herself. It had been rather ingenious of her if she did say so herself. A few drops of loyalty potion in the food and tea and they were both putty in her hands. And that's just the way she liked it. When the food was done, the woman brought it to the table and the couple followed her and sat down. As they began eating, Zelena smirked to herself. Soon Charming and Snow White would be all hers. Back in Zelena's farmhouse, Neal was testing his bonds. Gotta be a way to get out of these things. Gotta find the weak spot, he thought to himself.

"Bae, you're going to hurt yourself," Rumplestiltskin warned.

"Just gotta find the weak spot. Soon as I do that, we can get out of here," Neal responded.

"Bae I don't think it's worth-" Rumpelstiltskin's objection died off as the air shimmered. Someone's coming. Who? he wondered. With a sense of trepidation, both men watched as the air began to crackle and within moments, a figure with dark blonde hair that was almost brown and brown eyes, wearing a green sweater and grey jeans stood in front of them. Who is that? Rumplestiltskin wondered as his son's jaw dropped.

"TOM?!"