A/n: I'm so sorry for my absence. The last month has been crazy. What with the new job and other things going on. But I should be updating on a regular basis now.

Also I may have told everyone about my desire to write a Skyrim/Dragon Age crossover. I have a few characters penned out but I would like some help on how I could get the DB's over to Thedas. I know *how* they get over but I don't know who calls for their aid against the blight. If anyone has any ideas that would be great.

Tiny

The four of them sat in Gold's Crown Victoria. Him driving, Orabella beside him, Emma and Henry sitting the back. "So where are we going," the boy asked as he moved to see the road.

"Logan International Airport," Gold said evenly, still not liking that he was forced to bring Henry along.

Orabella placed her hand on his leg and squeezed gently as Emma spoke. "I think he meant after that."

"Let's just take things one step at a time, shall we?" He grabbed hold of Orabella's hand as they all came closer to the town line.

Emma looked to the shawl around Gold's neck. "You really think those things are gonna work?"

"Well, if it doesn't and we revert back to our cursed selves, we're all going to have some problems," Orabella said as she turned her head and saw Henry. "You should sit back in your seat, dear. If we do turn back, there may be an accident. We wouldn't want you flying through the front shield."

"It'll work," Gold assured them all as they approached the line.

As they crossed over the magical border that kept it's denizens inside the city limits, a blue field of the magic covered over Gold and Orabella, and then disappeared. "So," Emma questioned from the back seat.

"My name is Rumplestiltskin," Gold said as he continued to drive.

"And we're going to find our children," Orabella finished as she watched a smirk appear on her lover's face.


David and Mary Margret knocked on the front door of the old orphanage, now the home of Devon and his kids. The door swung open to reveal a short brown haired girl. "Hi, Mr. David."

"Hey, Lucia, is your dad at home?"

"Yup, he's in the library helping with homework and going through Aunties books." She motioned them inside. "Henry didn't tend to his horse this morning. Is he okay?"

"Oh, yeah, he's fine. He and his mom had to go out of town with your aunt and Mr. Gold. They'll be back soon."

The little girl nodded as she led the way through the house. "Are we still gonna work on our swordsmanship without him?"

"You might have to ask your dad about that one," David said as they reached the library.

Lucia nodded and turned away. "Papa. Mr. David came to talk to you."

Devon looked up from Alesen and his homework. "Hello. Just a second." He looked back down to the work. "So we move this here and cross this out."

"Because they equal out?"

"Yep then what we're left with is the answer."

"I think I get it."

"Okay, then you work on the next one while I help them," Devon said before standing and making his way over to the royal pair. "Can I help you?"

"We hope you will," Mary Margret said. "I remember, when you worked for Regina, you and Certainty were able to tell her what was coming."

"And you want the same," Devon surmised.

"We just want to know what James did to a giant."

"Anton?" The pair nodded. "He befriended, lied to, betrayed him, and killed his family."

"What?" David was shocked. "Why?"

"Beans and gold. Sacrificed his lover too. Let me guess, he's the one who gave you the shiner?" Devon motioned to David's bruised face. "There's a potion for that."

"No, I'm good. How do we convince him I'm not James?"

"You find a way to show him," Devon said plainly. "And quick. I'm sure Regina already made him big again."

"'Big again'?"

There was a crash outside.

"'Big again'."


The quartet gathered their tickets from the counter and made their way to the security line. Henry turned to the pawnbroker. "Have you ever been outside of Storybrooke, Mr. Gold?"

"No," he said, somewhat thankful for the distraction.

"Are you nervous?"

"No."

"Are you worried about meeting your son?"

"I know I am," Orabella said as she removed her coat and shoes

"How about we talk about this later, kid," Emma said as they became next in line.

"It must be really hard not to use magic," Henry continued as he set his things in a bin on the conveyer. "Being like everyone else."

Gold looked at the action confusedly. "You gotta put your shoes in," Emma supplied

"How terribly uncivilized," Gold said as he saw Orabella's head perk up with worry. "What is it, Ora?"

"We cant go through with the talismans," she whispered.

"What?"

"I'm sorry, I forgot. It's been so long since I've been on a plane."

"It ain't rocket science buddy," a man behind them said impatiently. "You ever been on a plane before?"

"Have you ever been impaled upon a cane before," Gold snapped, brandishing the aforementioned object.

Orabella was made to go through the metal detector next. "Ma'am, please remove all your jewelry," the guard asked as he held out a smaller tray for her ring and pendant.

"Oh, right," she said nervously as she took off her pendant. "I forgot. It's been a while." The guard smiled kindly at her as the commotion behind her settled. She gulped and pulled her ring from her finger.

She was in an airport. Why? She couldn't recall where she was going. Canada? Where was her passport? Why was Jared Gilmore looking at her like that? And why was he so small? The guard was holding a tray out to her. She didn't recognize the things but she may as well take them. Wow, the ring was pretty.

Her head cleared and she quickly grabbed her pendant and looked behind her. Gold was speaking to Emma. "Just put your shawl in the bin," Orabella called to him from the other side. "We'll help you get through." Gold looked uncertain and slightly afraid. "Trust me, Stiltskin," she whispered earnestly. "I wont let you forget."

He began to breath heavily but nodded and the shawl was pulled from his shoulders.

Where was he? Where were his shoes? He looked ahead of him and saw Orabella. She looked beautiful. She was calling out to him. What was that rag in her hands? She called him again. Perhaps she knew where his shoes were. What was she doing with the shawl in her hands?

"Robert? Can you hear me?" Orabella held onto the shawl as she looked into his eyes.

"I'm fine, Erimentha," he said, taking her hands in his. She smiled genuinely at him as they turned to collect the rest of their things.

"Guys, there's a Cinnabon's here!" Henry was excited despite the adults heavy presence. He grabbed his aunt's hand. "C'mon, Auntie Ora!"


Gold paced in front of where they were sitting. Orabella's legs were jumpy, but she wouldn't join him. Henry and Emma sat watching the impatient and nervous man walk. "Do you want something to eat?" The younger woman asked.

"No."

"Is something wrong?"

"Stop asking me/him that," Gold and Orabella snapped together.

Gold sighed. "I'll be right back."

They watched as he left before Emma turned to Orabella. "So... Have you ever flown before?"

"Several times. Both on planes and on dragons. I've even been to New York City before. Chinatown is beautiful, but don't ask me to eat the food."

"Wow," Emma said surprised.

"Didn't think I was really from here?" She took the younger woman's silence as an affirmative. "I grew up in Carlton, Minnesota. Tiny enough place, but it is what it is." An announcement sounded overhead. "That's us," she said standing.

"Hey kid, why don't you get Mr. Gold from the bathroom," Emma said as they collected their things.