A/n: ok i genuinely don't remember when i last posted and i hope this is on track. also im very sure there were no iPhone 6s's out when this was made.

In the Name of the Brother

Gold dialed the Sheriff then lent over Orabella, who had passed out from the shock of her injuries. "Ora! Ora, Lovely, please wake up." He healed her shoulder where she had been shot and brushed her hair from her face. "Please, Dearest." Rain began to pour again.

Sirens wailed in the distance. Gold knew nothing until David pulled him back so the Mary Margret could get to the unconscious woman. "What happened?"

"Hook shot her. She crossed over the line. She's unconscious," Gold said as thunder rang overhead.

Hook's voice carried over to them. "His True Love, gone in an instant! Just like Milah, Crocodile, when you took her from me."

Gold moved over to the man. "But you took her first." He kicked the fallen man in his already broken nose.

"Gold! Are you insane?" Emma watched as the pawnbroker descended on the pirate.

"Yes, I am," he said as he attempted to choke Hook with his cane, fighting against David and Emma to do so.

"You can't do this," David said as he finally pulled Gold far enough away to stop him from choking the other man.

"I can if you let me go," he slightly sing-songed.

"What if Orabella wakes up?" Emma tried to use reason. "You don't want her to see that."

"I'll be a stranger to her," Gold countered.

"Murder is a bad first impression."

"What would she want you to do?"

David's words cut through Gold's crazed thoughts long enough for the prince to pull him up. 'I'd roast his ass if I didn't know he's relevant to the future.' Her words rang though his ears.

The ambulance approached and took with it three victims: Hook, Orabella, and the driver of the of the car. The Charming's and Gold followed them through town to the hospital.

He was forced to wait while the nurses did an X-ray of her shoulder to ensure no fragments of the bullet remained. When she was given her own room and left alone, he snuck in.

She looked peaceful despite the ugly yellow patients gown and pale blue bedding of the hospital bed. Both colors clashed horribly with her red hair, which was splayed over her pillow. 'She could almost be asleep at home,' he thought as he lent over her.

He placed a gentle kiss on her lips and drew back as an unconscious smile drew her awake. "Please don't scream," he pleaded when her brow furrowed.

"I'm not gonna scream, Stiltskin," she assured with a confused but calm smile.

"What?"

"That's exactly what I've been wondering," she said as she moved to sit up. She waved at a closet across the room, using her telekinetic magic to open the door and pull a box out before Gold stopped her.

"You should be resting, Lovely, not using your magic for little things," he chided as he grabbed the box and placed it on her lap.

"I know, I'm just so excited," she grinned as she rummaged through the box. "Because, I don't think it was just the rain that got my hands wet," she continued as she pulled out her ring from her affects bag. The thick gold band glowed blue as it returned to her finger. "You might've put too much on the the shawl and it dripped down to my hands."

Gold smiled at her, cupping her face in his hands and bringing her in for another kiss. "I've never been so glad for clumsy fingers."

"Nor I," she smiled as she leaned back into him for another kiss. She stopped the kiss abruptly when something popped into her head. "Cora's at the shop! She's waiting for you with the tracking globe!"

Gold kissed her again, dreading his next encounter with his former pupil. "I'll be back soon, lovely."

"I know. Be careful." He only smiled as he left.


Emma popped her head into the room. "Hey, I heard you were awake."

"Almost up and at it say the nurses," Orabella said from her upright position over her food.

"Braving the food, I see," the Sheriff said as she entered to room fully.

"It's not Apple Cabbage Stew and Mammoth Steak, but I'll never say no to red jello," the older woman said as she jiggled the dessert cup.

"The nurses said you retained your memory. How?"

Orabella shrugged. "I'm from the outside world, it could be those memories protected me... you're not buying that one."

Emma had crossed her arms. "Nope."

"Okay, that's the story you tell people, though," she said lifting a warning finger. Emma nodded as she continued. "Gold made a potion. Some of it got on me and protected me."

"Anymore of this potion?"

"You'll have to ask him."

Emma turned to leave. "'You're from the outside world'. Did you think that one would work?"

"I am from the outside world." She looked the Sheriff in the eye. "I was using an iPhone 6s before even Regina was born."

"There is no iPhone 6s."

"Yet." She cocked an eyebrow and donned a smirk. "I was born here, grew up here, and lived here, in this realm. Same with Devon." Emma's jaw dropped when she saw it was the truth. "Yeah, it gets worse. But that's for another time. You have a driver to check up on."

"I-I do? I do!" She overcame her shock. "I'll see you later." Emma quickly hurried out of the room.


Gold entered the room excitedly. "I've found him." Orebella's eyes brightened by the news. "You were right. He's in New York. In Manhattan. I've got Frankenstein releasing you from the hospital now. The flight's booked. We're almost ready to go, Lovely." He kissed her deeply, wanting to get the taste of Cora off of his lips. She moaned happily under her lovers pressure. He moved to lay her back on the bed and lent over her.

A nurse coughed from the doorway. "I have some papers for you to sign, Miss Shine."

Orabella waved to the table over the end of the bed as Gold pulled away from her. "I'm sorry," He said softly as the nurse left. "Cora kissed me," he admitted as he hung his head ashamedly.

She pulled his head up to look at her. "Did you enjoy the kiss?"

"No, no, of course not, Dearest," he said as he sat on the bed.

"Then don't worry about it," she said as she stood and turned to change. "I'm so glad she's dying soon, or I'd be tempted to do it myself, because I know she enjoyed herself."

"How soon?" He followed her to the bathroom where she had brought her clothes. "Care to share?"

She cracked the door. "Not really," she teased. "I have to get dressed and sign things and we have to pack and you have to get another ticket for Henry."

"Henry?" She couldn't see the unpleasant face he made.

"You know Emma wont leave him here." She opened the door wide and walked out.

He sighed but nodded. "We'll leave this afternoon." He leaned down to kiss her again. "Let's be off. Mustn't be late."