TemperanceTales: I do not own Once Upon a Time in anyway shape or form and I give fully credit to the creators. I don't own any fairytales not done in the show either and give credit to respectful owners. I give credit to Bizzarieve for all the help he has given me, it is truly appreciated. So here is my very valentine themed chapter just in time for the holiday. Well, almost, things got in the way of my plan and the chapter was a long one to write. I hope you enjoy and please review!

Chapter Thirty Four: Bow to Love

"Glinda."

The Enchantress was standing on the roof of the building overlooking the town. The wind was blowing, cold air chilling anything that crossed its path. The Enchantress was watching the scene before her with an intense stare. Glinda walked up behind her, her face stoic. The Good Witch's heels clicked as the Enchantress stared up into the sky. She saw the thick clouds storm over head, her eyes looking gleeful. Glinda cleared her throat politely and the Enchantress glanced back briefly. She then glanced back down at the town and said, "I have an assignment for you."

"What is it, Mistress?" she asked, her voice smooth and without a hitch. Enchantress fingered the tip of the bow and said, "I need you to take a little bit of that powder in the chest bellow. There are instructions in the chest as to what you are about to do."

"I understand," Glinda said with an incline of her head. She glanced up, staring nervously at the clouds. She then stated, "Are you sure it will be alright?"

"It will be," Enchantress said, sounding pleased, "I don't need full control over him. Just enough to deliver my test."

"I see," Glinda said. The Enchantress was quiet, leaving plenty of opportunities to speak. Glinda waited however a few minutes before speaking again.

"I hear Regina has joined the Mage of Wonderland's side," Glinda said calmly.

Enchantress smiled weakly and said, "I'm afraid that won't last long… no not very long at all."

"It wouldn't be a problem if it wasn't for that child," Glinda started, "Let me deal with her, Mistress-."

"No!" Enchantress snapped, her voice filled with abhorrence, "You are to leave her be! She is not yours to deal with."

"Beg your pardon Mistress," Glinda said with a little quick bow, "I will do as you say."

The Enchantress seemed appeased. She was staring back at the clouds and said softly, "For now, anyways…"

"Mistress?" Glinda said, blinking with a confused expression.

"Nevermind me," Enchantress said, grasping the bow by the grip, "Go attend to your duties. I shall be busy with my own game."

"Which is?" Glinda asked, curiously.

Enchantress glanced down at the town wickedly as she stood on the edge of the roof, the air around her becoming quick and lively. Her voice was filled with sweet mockery as she said, "Matchmaker."

Emma stared at the ceiling, listening to the soft noises of morning. Henry was sleeping on the bed, sound asleep. The sun was shining into her room casting shadows across the room. Emma shifted, feeling the ache in her back. She hadn't slept well, and it wasn't because she was sleeping on the couch. She had been up all night with nightmares she'd rather not repeat. Pushing her hair out of her face, Emma exhaled long and hard in attempts to calm her nerves. That was a hard task as of late, especially with one fact constantly returning.

She had magic.

The phone buzzed, her cell phone vibrating against the table. Emma groaned and rolled over to pick it up. Tapping the phone, Emma pressed it to her ear and asked, "Hello?"

"Hey, Emma. It's me."

"August? What's up?" Emma leaned back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. She heard him breath in and ask, "I was wondering if you would meet me down at Granny's to eat. There were some things I wanted to talk about."

"Umm sure. Just let me get ready," Emma said with a bit of a groan. August didn't seem perturbed by it and said, "Good, I'll see you there! I'll try not to keep you too long."

"Right, see you in a bit," Emma said, finally sitting up. August, who was sitting in Granny's, smiled and said cheerfully, "Alright, see you later Emma."

He hung up the phone as Ruby walked over with a pot of coffee in her hand. She smiled warmly as she said, "Back to business?"

"Something like that," August said, as she poured his coffee into his cup. He nodded his head in thanks as he added sugar to it. Red leaned against the table and said, "So, how is everything with Baelfire and Alison going?"

"Tough," August admitted, his sigh heavy, "There are a lot of issues to resolve…and we're just trying to get through them."

Ruby nodded understandingly, and said, "Well if you ever need anything, just let Granny and I know."

"I'll be sure to do that," August said, with a knowing smile. Ruby smiled and nodded before turning to go back to the counter. His smile faded away as he thought about the current situation. It was a living nightmare. He and Baelfire had come to Storybrooke for shadey reasons at best only to find that Lisie was still living… living and jaded by the many years of abuse that she was not keen on opening up about. Especially Wonderland. It was the one concern he and Baelfire had. What happened to her there? Just how much had it harmed her or changed her. The dark thoughts made his skin crawl. Rubbing his temples, August didn't hear someone walk over to him and say, "Got a headache?"

August looked up to see Emma sit down across from him. He smiled weakly and said, "Something like that? I took the consideration of ordering you hot chocolate."

"Thanks," Emma said, staring at him intently, "What did you want to talk about?"

"Right to the point as usual," August said, smiling weakly. Emma shrugged and said with a smile, "I am that type a girl."

"Indeed," August said, sipping his drink. But his smile faded once more and said, "And sadly, I have a frank discussion to have with you."

"What about?" Emma said, feeling dread build up inside her at the thought of more magic talk. August spun his mug around slowly and asked, "How much do you know about Alison?"

Emma looked taken aback, staring at him with wide eyes. She glanced up at Ruby, who had put down the mug of hot cocoa, before saying, "Umm, I know her well enough I suppose. I mean, I can't say I know everything about her."

"Okay," August said, nodding slowly, "How much do you know about her relationship with Gold? Or Kathryn for that matter?"

"Well with Gold, she's known him ever since I've gotten here," Emma said, "The two of them have always been close. I mean, I know from Henry they butt heads occasionally but I mean that's expected considering how alike they are?"

"Alike?" August asked, incredulously, "Lisie similar to the Dark One?"

"She is similar to her Grandfather," Emma corrected, "They are both a bit cynical, clever, calculative, matter of fact… they also have the same witty sense of humor."

August looked uncomfortably, looking down into his coffee oddly. Emma frowned as she said, "Hey, I'm not saying that as a bad thing. She's also ridiculously smart and caring…"

"I know, it's just," August said, slightly upset, "I don't think you understand just how much she's changed…"

Emma watched him patiently, her concern showing plainly on her face. Looking around, August finally looked back at her with sad blue eyes.

"The little girl I knew was far from cynical and I would never describe her as calculative or manipulative…"

"I never said manipulative-!"

"Well I'm saying it!" August said, "The girl I knew didn't go sneaking around peoples back pretending to kidnap her friends just to get people on the same team!"

"August," Emma said, surprised, "The kid is stuck between a rock and a hard place. From what I hear, she has to do this because the other Mage is gone!"

August opened his mouth to speak again only for Emma to stop him.

"I'm not done," Emma said, "Yes, she's changed. A lot of things have happened in the five years she was separated from the pair of you, not counting all the stuff that may have happened in Wonderland! She's been through seven homes in a matter of a couple of years and then abused in another. I'm telling you right now, she is not going-to-be-the-same."

August looked miserable as he murmured, "Including how she feels about us…"

"Is that what this is about?" Emma said, "Of course things are going to be different. But I'll tell you right now, her love hasn't changed one bit. I swear to God, I have never seen a kid love her family as much as she does."

August smile returned, weakened but still returned. He took another sip of coffee when the bell rang. Emma glanced back when she heard Ruby's voice say, "Ashley! Hey, how are you doing?"

August looked up to see Ashley coming in with the baby in her arms. She was all smiles as she came over to the counter. Granny came to greet her and took the baby, rocking her gently. She then took the baby into the back saying that the baby needed to be changed. Ashley walked over to the counter and grinned at Ruby saying, "I'm doing great, tired but great. How about you?"

"Keeping busy," Ruby said, obviously playing the part of the waitress and not the warrior, "We're getting ready for our summer menu. Even though you could never tell with the way the temperature keeps dropping."

"Yeah, did you hear about the storm that's coming?" Ruby nodded and Ashley continued, "Hey, how is the little one's garden coming along?"

"It's coming along," Ruby said, "The storm might ruin crops so she is a little worried…"

"Well too bad Gold can't blackmail the weather," Ashley rolled her eyes, "Honestly, she's a sweet kid. But she's really dense when it comes to Gold."

"Ashley," Ruby said, her voice aghast, "Don't start."

"What? Look, everyone knows he uses people and she is absolutely no exception," Ashley said, oblivious to the people around her. Emma watched quietly as August's face went white. He clenched his fist as Ashley continued, "But I guess he's a bit of improvement from the last family she was with."

"I think he's more than a bit, Ashley," Ruby said, tossing her hair back. Ashley said, flatly, "Not by much, he probably uses her to spy on people. It was probably best that you haven't adopted her yet."

"Ashley!" hissed Ruby, obviously irritated. Emma gapped but said nothing. However, Ashley was another story as she opened her mouth to speak again, "I'm just saying what everyone is thinking! I know you love Autumn but the only reason he offered to set up an adoption for you and Granny was because he wanted to spy. I mean this is Gold we are talking about."

"And you don't get to talk," Ruby said, pointedly and dangerously, "Miss I sold my baby."

Ashley looked taken aback, obviously hurt and Ruby tossed the rag on the counter. Ruby promptly walked away and out the door. Ashley bit her lip, obviously regretting saying as much as she did. She hurried into the back, murmuring something about Alexandra needing a bottle. Emma glanced back at August, who was visibly angry. Emma tilted her head and finally asked, "What is your connection? To Alison?"

"She is my Goddaughter," August said, his voice filled with forced calmness. Emma looked surprised and Emma said, putting money on the table, "You know what? Too much gossip for our own good, let's go get some fresh air."

August nodded as they walked out the door. Emma and he walked down the street. They saw Ruby in the alley way, leaning against the wall of the building. August winced at the pain on her face but was distracted by his own anger. Emma was staring ahead when August said, "I wouldn't have cared."

"Huh?" Emma said, looking over at him. August was staring ahead as well and August said, exhaling, "I wouldn't have cared if I had to promise to be the Dark One's spy, I would have done anything to just see that smile again. To have her back."

Emma looked shocked, touched, and sad all at once. But before she could say anything, she gasped as she felt something hit her stomach like a tidal wave. August grabbed her as she suddenly keeled. He looked stricken as he saw an arrow sticking in her abdomen, sparkling lightly. It disintegrated into ash as Emma groaned. He looked up and around, not finding anyone of suspicion. He helped her up, as she muttered, "What was that?"

"I'm afraid to know," August said and Emma froze. She looked up at August, staring at him with a strange look. She then smile, in a warm way he hadn't seen her smile. It would have been adorable if it wasn't for that worshiping look in her eyes. She leaned against him, saying in a sweet alluring voice, "August, did I ever tell you how blue your eyes are?"

"No," August grumbled, "But I have a feeling you're going to try and convince me of that fact."


Belle stood at the stove, making breakfast with a little bit of air of defeat. She was deep in thought, staring at the eggs now cooking in the pan. The sun had just risen, the glow of early morning looking rather enchanting. However, Belle could not enjoy it, for the thoughts she had were quite depressing. Gold had been keeping his distance over the past week. Not that he was being cruel; no he was being positively gentlemanly. But that was the precisely the problem, he was being utterly civil. His gestures, his loving nicknames had long since faded away. Belle couldn't remember the last time his kissed her, even on the cheek. A heavy burden stabbed in her heart, tears prickling her eyes. Did he not want her? Had she done something? Or was his slipping back into his old ways, especially after that incident with the mirrors? Belle turned off the stove as the eggs were finished, trying to figure out the conundrum that was Rumpelstiltskin.

"Morning."

Belle looked back to see Alison walking into the kitchen showered and dressed for the day. Belle noticed the slightly goosebums on her arms. Turning back to the eggs, Belle poured them into the bowl and said, "Good morning. Such a rarity to see you up after me."

"Didn't sleep well," Alison said evasively, "Besides, it's still early. We've got a few hours before The Sloth Lord wakes up."

Belle smiled weakly and said, "You really shouldn't call him that. He might ground you for another week."

"Why? I am grounded for two already," grumbled Alison, sitting down at the table, "Why would he punish himself some more?"

Belle couldn't help but laugh at that. She brought the bowl over to Alison, serving her some eggs. Alison said her thanks and watched as Belle put the cut-up fruit in the center of the table. Alison eagerly took some, savoring the cold melon in her mouth. However her smile disappeared some when she saw Belle's glum look. Tilting her head, Alison asked, "What's up? You never look so glum."

"Mmm?" Belle glanced at her but Alison had a sneaking suspicion she wasn't really paying attention, "No, nothing… just Rumple is acting a little strange…"

"Strange as in bizarre or strange as in distant?" Alison asked before sticking a piece of fruit in her mouth. Chewing and swallowing, Alison looked thoughtful as she said, "If it's strange bizarre, he's always been like that…"

"Alison," Belle said, partially amused and exasperated. Alison scowled and said, "Well it's true! What man prances around squealing like a little girl!?"

Belle finally couldn't help it; she burst out into giggles as Alison wrinkled her nose and said, "If he's being strange distant, just keep pushing."

"Huh?" Belle's giggles faded away, leaving her to stare at a very solemn looking face. It was like all the playful atmosphere was sucked from the room. There was no hint of amusement, just pure honesty. She gently picked up the piece of melon and stared at it saying, "Don't give up."

Belle stared at Alison as she continued eating the breakfast on her plate. Alison didn't look back at her, just kept her eyes down. An uncomfortable presence fell upon them, Belle squirmed slightly and turned back to the stove and said, "I should finish, he'll be up soon. He had been grumbling about something with a letter for an order…"

"Talking about me?"

Alison barely inclined her head to look at him when she spun her fork around in the remainder of her eggs. Gold had entered the room, looking harassed and bothered. Belle looked at him, putting on a relaxed and loving gaze before saying, "Didn't find it?"

"No, and I've looked all over for that bloody thing," muttered Gold, grasping his cane. Alison glanced over at Belle as Gold brushed past her going over to pour himself some tea. Belle obviously looked put out and then breathed in deeply. She walked over to him and kissed his cheek saying, "I think I saw some mail down at the shop. I'll go see if it's there."

"Belle, you don't have to," Gold protested as she grabbed the keys off the counter and she shook her head. She smiled and said, "It's not a problem. The weather is so nice out and Ruby said she would meet me after breakfast for a walk. I'll just swing by the shop and grab it."

"Be-," Gold started exasperated but she had already disappeared. A long heavy sigh followed as Gold took his tea and walked over to the table with it. Leaning down, Gold kissed the top of Alison's head before ruffling it gently. He took his seat, putting his tea down. Much to his surprise, Alison swiftly sat on his lap and pushed his tea away. Poking his shoulder, Alison said, "You are in soo much trouble."

"Really Dearie," Gold rolled his eyes, obviously not too bothered by her action, "Remind me again just who is grounded."

"You," Alison sounded a mixture of annoyed and amused, "Are ruining my favorite story. Why?"

"I'm sorry, Dearie, you are going to have to be more specific than that," Gold stated and Alison scowled saying, "Why are you pushing Belle away?"

"I am not pushing her away," Gold stated flatly and Alison snapped, "You are! Believe me, usually I have to go hide upstairs to avoid your lovey dovey nonsense. But now you're treating her like a customer and she's noticed it too!"

Gold had a flicker of pain cross his eyes, but his voice was calm when he said, "That's not my intent."

"Well that's what you're doing," grumbled Alison, poking him again, "and I want to know why."

"Perhaps it's because it's becoming a little bit more difficult to display affection," Gold said, his voice having a bit of a snap to it, "Without losing something of importance."

Alison stared at him, before her eyes narrowed. Tapping his shoulder gently, Alison said, "You said that you would give it up."

"And I will," Gold said, not meeting her gaze, "But now is not the time for that."

"Then when is the time for that," Alison said scowling, "When are we going to stop hiding behind magic?"

"This has nothing to do with hiding behind magic," Gold said testily, "This is me protection people from a woman who's never been defeated. There is no defeating her without magic, it's a necessity."

"Yeah but what happens when we get back in the Enchanted Forest?" Alison asked, her expression determined, "Are you going to keep telling me that when we are there?"

"No, because by then we'll be at peace in the Enchanted Forest and living out the rest of my life with my family," Gold said pointedly, "As long as the Mages keep their end of the bargain."

"They will," Alison said, getting up suddenly, "But you really need to just tell Belle that. I've never seen her look so glum."

Gold winced, despite her tone being casual. He then watched her sit back in her seat and glance out the window. It was strange, the way she could get so talkative but then become silent within such a short period of time. But he had come to expect it from her. He just smirked and said, "Your favorite story dearie?"

Alison let a small smile grace her lips and said, "It was one of the only stories that showed your good side. Although you were still prancing around like a little kid."

"I did not," Gold rolled his eyes, "I felt it more appropriate if my… eccentric personality took precedence with my intimidating appearance."

"Intimidating?" Alison smirked as she stood up and said, "Riightt, and Cheshire doesn't snore in his sleep."

"Well he wouldn't snore in his sleep, he's a cat," Gold mocked and Alison swatted him. She then turned and walked out of the kitchen saying, "I would suggest sweeping her off her feet with some romantic gesture but I don't feel like being grossed out by mushiness much longer."

"Spoken like a true cynic," Gold said, grabbing the newspaper from the table.

"You used to be one with me," pouted Alison, turning as she walked away, "I can't help you decided to be a traitor."

"First you accuse me of not being affectionate enough in my relationship, and now you're telling me I'm a traitor for being in one," Gold said, watching Alison as disappeared from view. He could tell she didn't go far since he heard her moving about. He then looked at the newspaper again and said, "Will you ever make up your mind?"

Alison looked in deep thought as she put her coat on and said loudly, "I can't help it, I don't like seeing her sad. But I don't like the mushiness either."

Gold chuckled as Alison then peeked back in saying, "I'll be at the Mage's, doing work. Ryaden's been in a really foul mood and I'd rather not get on his bad side."

"Fine, but don't go anywhere else," Gold muttered as her smile flickered. She then backed away and said, "I'll be back later."

"Mhm," Gold said, "Go on, I'd hate for Ryaden to be on your case. Just come back here when you're finished."

"Kay," Alison said, walking away to the door and leaving the house. Gold heard the door shut with a snap and he sighed heavily. She was going to be the death of him. Taking a sip of his luke warm tea, Gold couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He had never intended to hurt Belle in anyway, but just the thought of leaving her defenseless drove him to madness. He could feel it, every day, the darkness tearing away at him. He didn't want it, he didn't want to use it anymore. What else could he do, however, he needed magic to keep them safe.

Gold stood up and put his mug in the sink. He then picked up the phone. He had a certain phone call to a certain woman to make.


"Charming! Breakfast!" Snow White called, stirring the food around in the pan. The rich smell of breakfast filled the room. Charming came down the stairs and came up behind her and kissed her cheek. Snow smiled warmly as she felt his arms go around her waist. He inhaled deeply and said, "Smells wonderful, Snow."

Snow smile never seem to fade as she said while stirring the breakfast, "The food or my perfume?"

Charming gently kissed her and said, "Both."

Snow White giggled, patting his hands. There were footsteps running about upstairs before Henry came running down the stairs. Charming watched as Henry raced down the steps with his bag on his back. He put on his shoes in a rush saying, "I'll be back later!"

"You do know there is no school today?" Snow mused and Henry said, "I'm meeting Ava and Nicholas in the park! Alison has to go work with the Mages and then she has to go straight back to Gold's afterwards."

"So weird that he actually grounded her," Snow said thoughtfully. David shrugged as Henry muttered, "Of all the times he had to ground her it had to be now!"

"What's so special about now?" Snow asked and Henry explained, "Ava and I want to see her use magic, but the Mage's won't let us in the house to see her."

"Why not?" Snow White asked, surprised. Henry made a face and said, "That man, Ryaden I think his name was, said it was not a play place for children."

"Well, he's not entirely wrong," Charming reasoned and Henry shrugged and said, "Well, I'm off! I'll be back by lunch."

"Alright," Charming said and Snow looked worried. After Henry closed the door, Charming looked back at Snow to see her face. Sighing, Charming said, "Snow, Ryaden's not wrong. It's not a playpen for the kids."

"I know," Snow said, stiffly, "All the more reason Alison shouldn't be there either."

"Don't," Charming argued, "I understand Alison's just a kid, but she is the Mage of Wonderland. There is no changing that."

"I know, I know," Snow said, shaking her head, "But that doesn't change that she is a child either."

Charming looked pained a moment before pulling Snow into an embrace. He kissed her soundly, before pulling away saying, "Let her father deal with that issue. She's not our child."

Snow White didn't respond to that but smiled when Charming said grinning, "Now shall we take advantage of our silent home and have breakfast in bed?"

Snow smile seemed more genuine and she said, nuzzling nose to nose, "I say we should."

The phone rang and Charming groaned. Snow pulled away from her husband and picked up the phone. Clearing her throat, Snow said, "Mary Margaret speaking."

"Snow, it's me," Nova said as one of the nuns was being comforted by two others, "Nova, the Blue Fairy's helper."

"Nova, is something wrong?"

"We need you to get down here right away," Nova said panicked. She looked back at the other nuns and then whispered into the phone, "Whale was outside, demanding to know where we were hiding Regina."

"We aren't hiding Regina," Snow said, confused.

"I know, we tried telling him that, But something strange happened," Nova said, nervous and hushed, "Something shot the Blue Fairy in the side and seemed to make her angry. When she tried to go into her rooms, he followed and grew violent. She's right now locked inside a room with him, refusing to open up the door."

"Alright, Nova, we'll be there shortly," Snow said before hanging up the phone. Charming looked at her with a mixture of confusion and exasperation. Snow just held up her hand and said, "I'll explain on the way. Right now we need to get to the Nun's residence."

The Blue Fairy was clutching her arms as Whale sat in the chair on the other side of the room. He seemed irate enough as he watched her face the window. Whale rubbed his fingers together as he watched her, sparks shooting from them. He looked mildly disinterested as he watched her. Blue Fairy shivered feeling the urge to go and hug the man behind her. Why of all the things the Enchantress had to attack her with did it have to be Cupids Arrow. Willfully ignoring the urge spreading throughout her whole Body, the Fairy let out an agitated sigh. Whale narrowed his eyes and said, in a bored tone, "If you would just tell me where Regina is, this would go a lot smoother."

"I don't know where Regina is," the Blue Fairy hissed, "We aren't hiding her."

Whale raised his brows and said, sounding a little more interested, "It's not wise to keep fighting the sensation."

"I don't know what you're talking about," muttered the Blue Fairy, her eyes burning slightly.

"Don't play dumb with me," Whale rose to his feet and walked towards her in relaxed strides. He purposely stood right behind her and said, "I saw you get hit by Cupids Arrow. If you give in, it wears off quicker. If you fight it, it will only end badly for you."

"No matter how I see it, it will end badly for me," Blue Fairy said gritting her teeth. Him standing behind her was unbearable. The sensation was vibrating in her body as Whale came around in front of her saying, "Is love truly that terrible. You so often treat it like a pariah."

"It is not a Fairies place to love," Blue Fairy replied, "It is what we give up for our magic. As much as I cannot stand the Dark One, Rumpelstiltskin is right when he says all magic comes with a price."

"Magic," scoffed Whale, obvious darkness coming in his eyes, "Who needs Magic? Magic is a silly art that people practice to amaze people into thinking miracles can occur. Facts are what make life worth living, the only truth you will ever come to find in this life. Tell me, have you once ever been able to find justice with magic?"

"Who are you Whale?" Blue Fairy said, looking at him with narrowed eyes, "You don't speak like someone from our world."

"I am from a world far superior to any world that relies on magic to solve problems," Whale said, purposely leaning in. Blue Fairy swallowed, her mouth going dry as her heart thumped in her throat. Whale continued, his warm breath on her face, "My world has excelled in passing the limitations set by fate. We have gone above and beyond fear and accomplished things only this world dreams of achieving."

Blue Fairy could not stop him from kissing her gently, the feeling taking over her for a few moments. But his kiss was not invasive; in fact it was nothing more than a simple touch of the lips. He pulled away and said, softly but honestly, "If you don't stop fighting, it really is going to start hurting you in a way you shouldn't need to hurt."

"What, I should just be like every other girl and pin over you," Blue Fairy hissed and Whale shook his head. Whale then said, "Look, my fight is with Regina not you. Let me help you, I promise nothing compromising will come about."

"Why should I trust you!?"

"Because I'm a doctor, I know what happens to those who ignore the feeling of love," Whale said grimacing, "And trust me heartbreak is not the only issue you will have to worry about if you don't give in. Just let me help you."

The door burst open and Whale found himself pinned to the floor. Whale snarled but was knocked unconscious as Charming punched him in the face. Blue Fairy felt a stab at her heart as Charming and Grumpy pulled Whale to his feet. Snow raced in with Nova and went to the Blue Fairy's side. Mother Superior looked terrified as she watched Whale being escorted from the room. Snow White grasped the woman's shoulder as she asked, "Are you alright?"

"No," Blue Fairy said, tears springing to her eyes. Snow White looked stricken as she lead Blue Fairy from the room saying, "Come on, you need to rest. Come with me quickly."


Jane sighed, waking up in her bed.

The sun was shining through the curtains, casting a pale glow in the room. She had left the window open last night, so there was a chill in the air. She didn't mind it, in fact she quite liked it. As she went to squiggle out of bed, however, she was pulled back.

"No." Baelfire grumbled.

"Really?" Jane said, exasperated, "It's already late."

"And cold," Baelfire grumbled, "And better to keep under the blankets. Because it's cold."

"You said that already." Jane mused, pulling free of him and getting out of bed. Baelfire glared at her as he said insistently, "Because it is. Now come back to bed."

"I can't…" Jane said, "Oz is supposed to call a meeting of the mages today. To plan the next move. And you shouldn't probably get back to August before he does something stupid."

"I am not his puppet master," Baelfire muttered ruefully.

"That's a terrible joke."

"It's not meant to be a joke!" Baelfire finally sat up in bed. "I don't like this."

"What?" Jane asked, "Me poking fun at your bromance with him."

"I'm talking about this," Baelfire said, "This situation where we know the truth and our daughter doesn't."

"I know," Jane said miserably, "I know…"

Jane hid her face in her hand, shaking her head slowly. Baelfire got out of bed walking towards her as he said, "I know you're afraid of her falling out with the other Mages, but she needs you free. The other Mages need you free."

Baelfire cupped her cheeks, staring down at her pleadingly, "Please let me tell her. Be done with this foolishness."

"I don't want her trying to fight him," Jane said, tears in her eyes, "If the Master comes back and she tries fighting him, she'll lose."

"As much as I hate him, I don't think in a million years he'd actually hurt her," Baelfire said, grimacing as he said so, "And do you not trust her to make the right decision? After all she's been through, deep down she is still as good as when we lost her. Please, Jane…"

Baelfire kissed her sweetly, pleading softly, "Let me make this right."

Jane bit her lip and finally nodded.

"Alright," Jane whispered, "Tonight."

His eyes lit up, kissing her soundly. Jane kissed him back wholeheartedly, hugging him tight. Baelfire nipped her lip before pulling away.

"Tonight."

Baelfire's phone rang, breaking the tender moment. Baelfire frown, picking it up to see August Booth written across the screen.

"Looks like your boyfriend is calling." Jane teased.

"Enough of that," Baelfire scowled, "I'll see you tonight."

Jane kissed him gently, whispering, "Tonight."

Baelfire walked out of the room, opening the door saying, "Vespera, I'm coming back."

"Understood."

The portal opened in the doorway, allowing him through. Jane watched him leave, not noticing that she was being watched from the shadows.

"Sorry, August. What do you want?"

"I've got a bit of a problem," grumbled August as Emma leaned against him. She seemed unusually giddy, nuzzling her nose into his sleeve. He looked fairly uncomfortably, holding Emma awkwardly. Baelfire came down the stairs, staring at him blankly for a moment. He then broke out in a grin and said, "What, Pinoc, finally threw caution to the wind and eloped?"

"Not funny," August said flatly as Baelfire came down, "Especially considering that she was hit with Cupid's Arrow…"

Baelfire's grin turned into a scowl and said, "Just had to play that card. How bad is she?"

Emma stumbled, clinging to August's arm. August gave Bae a stern look as Baelfire muttered, "Enough said, could be worse. Hey Emma, let's go sit down in the study. You look a little dizzy."

Emma gave him a deadpanned look at which Baelfire almost snickered. August gritted his teeth before taking Emma's arm and saying, "Come on, Emma. Let's just go sit down."

Emma's face changed and she nodded simply. August then led her to the study where they sat down. Emma looked around in wonder, looking at all the things. August then managed to free his arm and say, "I'll be back Emma. I need to go talk with Baelfire about something."

Emma pouted but grabbed his collar and kissed him square on the lips. Baelfire had to cover his mouth to keep himself from snorting. He turned away, a smirk apparent on his mouth. August managed to pull away and quickly grab Baelfire to pull him from the room. August slammed the door shut and looked at Baelfire with a stricken expression. Baelfire was too busy laughing to notice as he said, "You look like a deer caught in the headlights."

"Not funny, not funny, not funny!" August snapped, "Do you want to know what I learned or not?"

"I do, I do," Baelfire finally calmed himself. Pushing his hair back, Baelfire asked, "So what did you find out?"

"Emma doesn't really know what happened in Wonderland," August said shaking his head, "It doesn't sound like anyone knows. All Emma seems to know is what happened in the five years she came back."

"Well that's concerning," Baelfire said, frowning.

"Do you think Jefferson might help us?"

"Jefferson hasn't bothered to come tell us anything so no," Baelfire said shortly, "I think he trusts us about as far as he could throw us… Anything else?"

"I found out something strange at the diner," August said, frowning, "Apparently Ruby was suppose to adopt Alison?"

Baelfire looked genuinely surprised and said, "Lisie never said anything about that."

"I don't think Lisie knew anything about that," August said nervously, "I think she just was automatically hoping that Gold was adopting her."

Baelfire sighed and said, in undertones, "Well luckily that didn't go through."

"What do you mean?"

"I doubt Lisie would have been extremely happy with that knowledge," Baelfire murmured, "If anything it might have looked like he was dumping her on someone else. Especially after that previous foster family she had been with."

"Perhaps, but let's not worry about that or Wonderland for that matter," August said, shaking his head, "You're here; she's living at Gold's. Emma seemed positive that Alison would open up to us soon, so let's just leave it be."

"Let's just worry about your new girlfriend instead," Baelfire said with a little smirk.

"Not. My. Girlfriend," growled August and Baelfire said seriously, "Look, since Cupid didn't use the arrow the spell won't last long. Just keep her here till the spell wears off. At least no one else emotions won't heighten her excitement. Now if you will excuse me, I will be tending to another matter that needs my attention."


"Ryaden," Tzila said, shaking his shoulder. The room was dark, the thick curtains blocking out the light from the room. The two were in bed, Tzila awake but still looking rather tired. Ryaden was laying on his side, facing away from the Mage of Shadows. He grumbled, but didn't awake from his slumber. Tzila sighed, gently resting her head upon his arm a moment saying softly, "Why do I even bother?"

Tzila went to go stand up, but felt something grab her wrist. Tzila looked back, looking at him with plain disbelief. Ryaden was now on his back, staring at her with exhausted eyes. He tugged on her, saying, "Come back to bed, Tzila."

"Alison is coming," Tzila said calmly, going to stand up. Ryaden growled and said, "That little brat can wait."

Tzila felt him come behind her and kiss her neck softly saying, "She won't be here anytime soon. Come back to bed, I was out late patrolling with that bloody sadist."

"His name is Sage and he's hardly sadist material," Tzila said, shaking her head, "And that's what you get for not letting Alison patrol."

"One, she's grounded. I'm not getting in the middle of her and her Dark One of a Grandfather," Ryaden said, resting his forehead against her shoulder, "And two, she's a child. A fact everyone keeps forgetting."

Tzila tensed and stood up abruptly. Tzila walked over to the curtains, her strides long and graceful. She pushed back her long dark hair and said, calmly, "Alison is the Mage of Wonderland. She may be our little one, she may still be only eleven years old, but she has spent many annuals in other worlds, maturing and learning. We all must work together or the forces of evil will win."

Tzila snapped the curtains aside, allowing the bright sunlight to come in. Ryaden groaned, shielding his eyes for a few moments. Tzila turned around quickly, her skirts twisted slightly around her slender legs. Her eyes were narrowed and her expression insensible, something that seemed very out of character. Staring the man before her in the eyes she replied heatedly, "And I have NOT forgotten she's a child."

Tzila then went to walk over to the door when Ryaden leaped out of bed. He stopped her, pinning her in his embrace. His kiss claimed her lips, firm but caring. Tzila's features seem to soften as Ryaden pulled away saying, "Then don't get mad when I want at least boundaries with the little ankle-biter."

Tzila shook her head but kissed him softly. Ryaden kissed her back, gently pulling her to him as he took a few steps backwards. He lifted her up; breaking the intimate contact briefly before the door burst open. Tzila and Ryaden looked to see Sage standing there with his mocking grin. He snickered and said, "Figured you two were awake! Luckily Alison's not here yet otherwise I wouldn't have gotten the lovely chance of being the first to say Good Morning!"

"GET OUT!"

Sage was gone in a flash as Ryaden growled. He pulled away, walking towards the bathroom door. Tzila watching him with a gentle look as Ryaden said, "I'm going to get ready before the other brat shows up."

Tzila shook her head as the door closed. He was honestly so stubborn and quick tempered, but behind it all was a man worried about a little child's fate. Tzila walked over to the window, picking up her own clothes. She stared out the window sadly, before glancing down at her hand. A thin light scar was on the back of her hand, causing her to grimace. She missed her world, she missed being able to know where everyone was. This world plus her injuries made it quite difficult to use her own powers. Glancing out, she saw part of the manor's walls, Jane's bedroom window blocked by curtains. She had risen yet, Tzila knew that much. Tzila was quite certain Baelfire sneaked in last night. But she wouldn't tell anyone that. Jane was already miserable with her imprisonment. Tzila knew her father never did anything without reason, but it certainly never stopped her from pleading for his mercy. Jane was one of her few friends that she had. She hated seeing her this way.

Tzila shifted as she suddenly felt a little spring of life. Tzila smile, looking down to see Alison appear in the courtyard. Alison looked up, staring up at Tzila for a moment. She smiled back and waved. Tzila waved gracefully, watching the child run out of sight. Turning away from the window, Tzila's smile flickered at the memory of Ryaden's words.

"Alison!" Sage was walking down the stairs as Alison was pulling off her coat. She looked up at him as he stopped halfway down, leaning against the railing. Alison hung up her coat and said with surprise, "What a surprise to find you awake. I would have thought you would have been sleeping."

"And miss a chance to see you? Never," Sage grinned as Alison walked towards him. She stared at him firmly and said, "I'm not here for pleasant conversation, Sage."

"I know," Sage said calmly as she began to climb the stairs, "Mage Meetings… it's the only reason I grace the world with my presence this early hour of the morning. Hence why I am awake right now."

Alison had a shadow of a smile on her face as she finally reached the step he stood on. Sage glanced at her and said, "Now if you were living here with us, I would actual have a reason to get up every day."

"And why would that be," Alison said, tauntingly, "I would figure you would want your beauty sleep."

Alison continued to walk up the stairs as Sage watched after her with a mild expression. He turned full and followed her saying, "Now would I want that? I only sleep when I'm bored and when I'm with you, I'm never bored."

"Hence why I don't live here," Alison stated calmly. Sage took long leaped strides and said, "Ali, wait."

Alison stopped on the landing as Sage stood in front of her. His eyes were serious, which startled her. She looked concerned but distant as she said, "Sage, I don't have time for this."

"I know," Sage said, "But there is something we need to talk about."

Alison crossed her arms, obviously waiting for him to speak. Sage shoved his hands in his pants pockets and said, "So you'll be going after Glinda next?"

"We have to," Alison said, "We don't know of anyone else except Whale, and he's gone missing."

"True," Sage said, "But have you given any thought on who might come after getting Glinda back?"

Alison swallowed, obviously quite understanding of what he was getting at. Crossing her arms, Alison said, "Do you really think she'll send him right after? I mean, Jack's no joke to control him completely is impossible."

"I know," Sage said honestly, "But does she really need to?"

Alison didn't answer and Sage shook his head saying, "Bahh, it's still too soon to really talk about this. We still have Glinda to contend with first."

"As well as another matter," Alison said, looking at Sage with her wide blue eyes. Sage swallowed as Alison stepped into his personal space.

"Jane," Alison said, "She is locked up here."

"Yes," Sage said miserably, "Thanks to the Old Goat Master."

"No one will tell me why," Alison said, "Not my father, Jane, Ryaden, Tzila told me she doesn't know..."

"She was gone in the shadow world when Jane was locked up," Sage sighed.

"Are you also not going to tell me?" Alison asked, staring at him intently.

"Have I ever told you your eyes are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life?" Alison glared at him. "Sorry, no I won't tell you. But not because I don't want to."

"Then why?"

"Because Jane wouldn't want me to," Sage said, "It was something very personal to her and the Master bound her words to prevent her from speaking of it again."

Her face fell, sadness and confusion in her blue eyes. Sage suddenly wrapped an arm around her and leaned in close to her ear.

"I will tell you though, that the Master left details of the curse on Jane in his room," Sage said, "You may find what your looking for in there before our lovely meeting, apprentice."

Alison's eyes lit up as Sage pulled away. He grinned sadistically as he said, "I'll even keep the others busy by hiding in one of my hidey hole spots… Give you a little extra time."

Alison leaned up, kissing Sage on the cheek.

"Thank you," Alison said quickly, dashing up the stairs.

The halls were long and twisted. After all, his room was the second hardest to find in the Mages Manor. But Alison knew exactly where to go. Running up a winding stairwell, she found herself in front of the double doors that led into the master's room. There were stars carved into the door as well as a crescent moon. Biting her lip, she murmured, "I really hope he hasn't changed this…"

Alison touched one star up top, two on the bottom, and two on either side of the moon at the same time. The locked clicked, the doors swinging up. Alison looked into his office, awe entering her features.

It was as she remembered it. There were stain glass windows high along the walls of the circular room. Below them was bookshelves filled with books, journals, tools, and bookends. The room had stone floors with a big cauldron in the middle. Behind it was his desk, wooden and carved with stars, moons, planets, you-name-it on it. Walking into the room, the doors closed behind her as she said, "Okay… now where did you hide that spell book?"

It may have not have been the first time that Alison had been in here searching for that book. But this time, there was urgency burning in her blood. This mystery was driving her crazy. She searched through the drawers of the desk, underneath the desk for hidden compartments, and under the chair. Alison soon found herself racing about the room for other hiding spots.

Nothing.

He really out did himself this time.

Sighing, Alison looked around in hopes for clues for it's hiding spot. Glancing up at the stain glass window. The picture showed a wizard, wearing a pointed hat with a book in hand, stars all around him.

The book.

"Clever, clever," grinned Alison, clapping her hands together and reaching out. At first nothing happened. Then the picture in the window shined. It shined so bright that Alison had to close her eyes. However, she felt her arms get heavy as the heat on her face from the light disappeared. Opening her eyes, the book was safe in her hands.

"Gotcha!" Alison said, putting the book down on the desk. The book was just as she remembered it. The book was made of old leather, decorated with stars of all sizes. The book was locked, the lock in the shape of the moon. Alison waved her hand over the lock, the moon changing from a full moon to a waning crescent moon. The lock clicked, and the book suddenly flew open. Alison yelped, watched as the pages turned rapidly. It finally stopped on a page that had fancy cursive writing up top. It read: Truth Imprisonment.

But that isn't what caught Autumn's eyes.

There was a picture inside. A drawing to be more precise. There were two girls, one looking suspiciously like Tzila. But the other had blonde hair, a bright smile, and Alison couldn't place where she had seen her before. It left her with chills, this picture. Staring down at the spell, Alison read the paragraph right below it.

This spell will imprison any host body to a solitary place by sealing a truth within the host. This seal will not only prevent the host body leaving the place of imprisonment, but it will also prevent the host from speaking the truth to those blood woven into the curse. The only way this curse can be broken if the person whose blood is woven into the curse learns the truth that was sealed or a user with the power of both sides blood is burned. The curse will need the following ingredients: 1 hair from the magic caster, the ruin of truth carved into the host by the Anti-Magic Caster, blood of the truth seeker."

"I'm not at all surprised you found it."

Alison nearly jumped out of her skin, staring wildly towards the source of the sound. Oz smiled kindly at her as he walked from the now open doors.

"I did tell him that window was a horrible hiding spot," Oz said, "It was too plain in sight."

"Oz," Alison said, swallowing, "What did he do? Who-Who is this woman in the picture and why is it with this spell!?"

"It is with this spell because he wanted you to learn the truth," Oz said gently, "When you were ready to hear it. Only he wished he could have been here to explain it himself."

Oz walked closer to her as he said, "Long ago, Yensid had two wonderful daughters. Tzila and the girl you see in that picture. One was of Magic and the other was of Anti-Magic. The two were inseparable, and Yensid loved them without measure. They were his pride and his joy, much like you are to your father. Many in the kingdom loved and adored them, especially Tzila's younger sister. However, as you know, being a truly neutral mage means you have both many friends and enemies. An evil sorcerer cursed her out of vengeance for something Yensid did to anger him. This curse brought about the death of his daughter."

"Oh," Alison said, fiddling the picture, "That's a really sad story…"

"That I'm afraid," Oz said gravely, "Is not the end of the story. The lake in which his daughter died had a Siren."

Alison's face fell, angst filling her face.

"I see you know where this is going," Oz said, "The Siren breathed life into her, commanding her to take justice on the world, no matter the cost. His daughter came from the lake, her hair darkened just as her vision of the world. She wreaked havoc on the Enchanted Land, her magic and anti-magic making her unstoppable… She became what we now know as-!"

"The Enchantress," Alison said mollified, the blurry images and laughter of the woman rose in her mind.

"The Kings of the Enchanted Realm wanted to kill her. But Yensid wrote that curse to seal her away in hopes to save her life. It took Yensid and the Mage of Wonderland at the time to seal her away."

"The Mage of Wonderland?" Alison asked, confused, "Why-?"

"Ahh, didn't piece that together yet?" Oz smiled. "In order for the seal to work, it need both Anti-Magic and Magic Casters. Wonderland is one of the few places where Anti-Magic and Magic coincide peacefully."

"Right," Alison said, shaking her head, "But then…how is she doing all this? Attacking us all?"

"Because she took you," Oz said understandingly, "And that's why she is able to break free of her imprisonment after the curse was broken."

"She took my blood," Alison whispered, "And burned it…But then, that would mean-?"

"You have both Magical and Anti-Magic abilities," Oz said, gently, "That was obvious to the Master and I upon seeing you. The Enchantress must have figured that out as well."

"But… what does any of this have to do with Jane?" Alison asked, confused.

"Ahh," Oz's face fell, his eyes saddened, "It has everything to do with that… You see when Yensid pleaded with the Kings of old to let him seal the Enchantress away, they did so under one condition: That a Mage never again would bear a child."

"Really?" Alison said exasperatedly, "Is that where the taboo comes from?!"

"I'm afraid so," Oz said, "As well as other places. Yensid, out of desperation, swore a blood magic oath that he would never let another Mage raise their child. We went many years without issue… until recently."

"But-But that would mean," Alison said, "Wait, why would that-?"

"Jane came to him eleven years ago," Oz said quietly, "She had been struggling with post-partum depression after giving birth to a baby girl whose father named her Alison Marie Kinsleigh."

"OZ!"

Oz turned to see Ryaden standing there enraged. Jane stood next to him mortified, her eyes large and filled with two emotions: confusion and betrayal. But Oz didn't seem to care. He turned back to Alison, who's eyes were just as wide as Jane's. Alison stared at him. Her stomach turned as a feel of numbness took over. No, no, that was not true. He was lying he had to be. Alison backed away shaking her head as her eyes went glassy. Alison shook her head more fiercely and said, "You're lying."

"I am not," Oz said softly, "I would not lie to you."

"But-then-my dad-?" Alison looked at Jane petrified, "Jane?"

Jane opened her mouth only to feel the mark on her neck burn. It burned and burned until a large crack could be heard in the room. Magic rushed out, disappating quickly as a ruin burned black on the side of Jane's neck could be seen. Alison choked.

"Alison," Jane said, her eyes filled with tears, "Sweetheart please-!"

Alison didn't want to hear another word. She turned on her heel and waved her hands. Oz watched her disappear in a whirl of smoke. As the smoke disappeared, Jane gasped in panic as her hand clasped over her mouth. Tzila stepped into the doorway, her eyes wide as she whispered, "Jane… did my father really…?"

Jane didn't answer but ran out of the room at the speed of light. Tzila tried to grab her friend only for her to push past her. Ryaden towered over Oz as he jeered, "That was not your place to interfere."

"Perhaps," Oz said, with a heavy sigh, "But the Master made me swear to be the one to tell her the truth. I was the only one who knew the full truth..."

"Maybe, but you just threw that kid in a mental state of hell," Ryaden said, testily, "You should have let her father talk to her!"

"You knew."

Ryaden turned around as Tzila stared at him in shock. Ryaden's jaw was set once more as he looked out the window. Tzila looked indignant as she turned on her heel and left the room in swiftness. Ryaden didn't speak or move as Oz said shocked, "You didn't tell her?"

"No," Ryaden scowled, "The old coot swore to skin me if I ever told her."

"I'm sorry," Oz said mournfully.

"No you're bloody not," seethed Ryaden, "YOU and the Master are the ones that put that spell on her to begin with. You could have always SAID NO."

"I saw what would happen to him if I did not," Oz said softly, "Blood oaths cannot be broken, they are life or death types of oaths. If she had never came to him with the knowledge, he would have never had to do anything."

"Keep telling yourself that comfort," Ryaden snarled, "I hope you think it will sooth your conscience."

Ryaden stormed from the room, leaving Oz alone. It was only then he seem to crumble as he sobbed quietly, "Nothing does… nothing ever has."


Whale groaned, his head throbbing. He went to open his eyes, only for him to see a ceiling. He was laying on a hard bed, in a chilly room. Sitting up, he looked around and saw that he was in a cell. Groaning, he rubbed his head and he heard a male voice speak, "Wakey, wakey sunshine."

Whale glared to see David sitting at the desk. He had a newspaper in hand as he said, "Well luckily you didn't hurt her Whale. Otherwise I wouldn't be so kind to you despite your situation."

"Let me out," Whale said, darkly, "You don't have grounds to keep me here."

"I do," David said getting up, "You trespassed, threatened, and went into a violent rage. You're lucky that Alison has a cure for the anti-magic otherwise you would be in worse trouble."

Whale scowled, feeling the Anti-Magic shoot through his fingers. David noticed the surge and said, "I will be back, there is someone that wants to see you. Don't even try escaping. The Mage's enchanted the bars to keep you in until Alison gets here."

David left leaving Whale alone. He then sat down on the bed, anger quite apparent. He then looked down at the watch in his hand. His looks softened but the darkness never left. That woman was responsible for being away from his brother so long. Now thanks to the Evil Queen, he had no idea if his brother was even alive being trapped in that cage. Tears threatened his eyes as he felt the anti-magic surge.

"Victor."

Whale tensed up as he heard the male voice. He looked over to see Sage walking over to him casually. Whale gave a grimace of a smile and said, "Well, if it isn't the Mage of Fear himself. I feel so honored."

"Well I'm glad," Sage said cheerfully, "Since I see that fear is getting the better of you."

"That's what happens when you are stuck in a world filled with such emotions," Whale said, with a grimace. Sage grinned and said, "While it is refreshing to see, I must end your worries here and now before my worlds reputation is lost."

"What do you mean?" Whale said narrowing his eyes. Sage's grin never faded as he said, "I found that brother of yours, or at least what you call your brother."

"If you've harmed him," Whale said dangerously and Sage said, "Now why would I do that? You and I know each other quite well! If fact, if I hadn't let Rumpelstiltskin come to my world and see you, your work wouldn't have succeeded. No, I assure you're your brother is safe and sound."

Relief flooded his eyes as Whale said, "Then what do you want of me."

"What I want from you," Sage said pointing at Whale with a grin, "Is something simple. You see, I have a friend who I love quite dearly who is mighty upset. I'm sure nothing would sooth her heart that for her plans to be pushed along at a reasonably speed. For that, you need to escape."

Sage tossed Whale a key and said with a grin, "See you on the outside."

Sage disappeared in a whirl of black smoke, leaving a rather satisfied Whale. He smirked darkly and said, "Pleasure doing business with you."

Whale walked away and stared at the ceiling. He then heard footsteps coming down the hall as he turned around. There stood the Blue Fairy, looking at him quite solemnly. His looked softened a bit and said, "How are you feeling?"

"It hurts," Blue Fairy said, walking toward him, "Just…not nearly as bad."

"Good, that's what should happen," Whale said softly as she approached, "Once you've let the emotions flow through you. The effects should wear off soon considering it wasn't Cupid who shot the arrow."

Blue Fairy nodded, finally reaching the bars. She then said softly, "Alison could help you."

"I don't need help," Whale said gripping the bars, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry me hurting any of you."

"But you'll hurt Regina," Blue said, softly, "And with the Enchantress, we need all the help we can get."

"How can you trust a woman who ripped everyone happiness away from us," Whale snapped and Blue said softly, "It's not about trust. It's about help. No one's going to be able to get home without help."

Whale was quiet at that and Blue sighed. She then leaned in, kissing him slightly and said, "I wish you luck. Thank you."

Blue left, leaving him alone. He gripped the key and said, "Don't thank me yet."


Ruby walked along the sidewalk, deep in thought. She was down near the docks of town, where not many people walked about. This morning's events still played over and over in her head like a broken record. Had she really been like that? So gossipy, so bratty; Red didn't like Gold but she knew Alison loved him and vice versa. Tears threatened to come to her eyes as she thought about what Ashely had said.

Gold had come to them, offered them to adopt Alison, or Autumn at the time. It had been right after the Felicity Doe incident. He told them he loved Autumn, but he felt his lame leg would not allow him to take care of her like she needed. Red told him she would think it over with Granny but then Kathryn had been brought into the picture by Regina and Gold had a change of heart. Licking her lips, Red smiled weakly as she thought about Autumn. She had been so giggly, but so serious at the same time. She was like the little sister she had always wanted but never had. She would have given up anything to make sure she was safe, even if it meant breaking the law.

It was probably a better thing that Kathryn had been Alison's foster mother…

"Excuse me?"

Ruby froze as she turned around and saw a blonde haired woman standing with a folder in her hand. Her mouth dropped as the woman approached her and said, "Have you seen this girl? Please, please I've-I've been looking for her a while."

Ruby watched Kathryn hold out a flyer with a rather large picture on it. Ruby stared down at it numb as she saw Alison in Kathryn's arms. Ruby was quiet as she asked, "I don't think I have… What's her name?"

"Alison," Kathryn said, without missing a beat, "She might be using the name Autumn, I'm not sure. But her name is Alison Kinsleigh."

Kathryn looked at her with pleading eyes, "Please remember…"

"Aww, how touching."

Kathryn nearly jumped out of her skin as she spun around. Ruby looked behind Kathryn to see Glinda standing there with a big smile that meant trouble. Kathryn back away and said, "You… your-."

"Glinda the Good Witch of Oz," Glinda said, with a wicked smile, "Yes, that would be me. Nice to know you finally remember Princess Abigail."

Kathryn swallowed paling and Red said, "You remember?"

Kathryn looked at Red and Glinda said, "Yes, I am proud to say that Kathryn Nolan remembers, Red Riding Hood. And to think you were about to lie through your teeth to this woman."

"Ruby," Kathryn said unsure as Red got in front of her saying, "Kathryn, look I will explain everything about what's going on in a minute. But right now, we need to get away from this woman."

"Fine," Kathryn said, backing away with a steely look in her eyes. Glinda clucked her tongue and said, "Oh what do you think you two can do? You're just a petrified pup and a spoil princess. I am a well season witch with magical powers. What can you possible do?"

"Enough," Kathryn said suddenly grabbing a lever and yanking down. Glinda jumped as steam shot out, separating them. Red grabbed Kathryn and said, "Come on! We need to leave!"

The two ran, running to the alley ways away from this woman. Kathryn was quick run as she took the lead. Red watched her and then shouted, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you Alison! I wasn't sure what to say!"

"I understand! Just follow me!" Kathryn shouted back, before taking the other woman on a maze trip. Kathryn turned the corner and stopped short, Red colliding into her. Glinda stood in the way of the exit as she said, "Really, are we playing this game again? Didn't you learn last time?"

"Oh I learned," Kathryn hissed, "You just weren't carefully enough."

"What?" Glinda asked, narrowing her eyes. Suddenly gasped, her eyes going wide. She turned to see a hand gripping her tightly. She looked up into the man eyes, his browns orbs staring at her. Glinda gasped as she tried ripping her arm away from him. Red frowned, trying to remember where she had seen this man before. Her question was answered as Glinda's arm began to taking on a golden shine. Her jaw dropped as Glinda said, "You!"

"I'm sorry," he said as Glinda's body began to go rigid and she was gasping in pain, "I can tell, Good Witch of Oz, that you are not yourself."

Glinda stood as a golden statue before them as all three of them stood in silence. Kathryn strode forward and said, "Father, are you alright?"

Midas removed his hand, reaching into his pocket with his free hand. He pulled the glove back on and he said, "I'm alright, the magic was harder to use but as you can see it worked."

"You-The both of you remember," Red said as the two nobles, shocked turning into panic, "Then the curse, Alison's spell."

"Where is she?" Kathryn said suddenly, worry in her tone, "I need to talk to her."

"Abigail wait," Midas stopped his daughter as Red walked towards them slowly. Midas looked at Ruby with a noble yet sincere look. He squeezed his daughters shoulder and said, "It seems much has happened while we've been asleep under this curse. Shall we move this to somewhere more private?"

"Yeah," Red said looking up at Glinda with a distant look, "Let me just contact the Mage's to come deal with her…"


"August," Emma said, leaning on him as she sipped her drink. August, who looked as if he had given up on trying to get her to stop, glanced down at her and said, "What is it?"

"Alison," Emma said, softly, "Her mother… she's not actually the Snow Queen's kid is she?"

"What?!" August said, scandalized, "No!"

"Oh, good," Emma said, "It was something that was never officially cleared up and the kid's kinda curious to know who she is…"

"Oh," August said, "Did she say that?"

"Not in those words," Emma said, "But I saw it in her eyes. She wants to ask. But I feel like she's afraid to."

"It's a really touchy subject," August grimaced, "A lot of unhappy things happened."

"Oh," Emma said, disheartened, "Is Baelfire ever going to tell her?"

"Not quite yet," August said, feeling relieved. The effects of Cupids arrow finally seemed to be wearing off for her to be able to talk about something else, "We're working on it."

"If you don't mind me asking, who is she?" Emma asked, staring up at him innocently. August sighed and said, "You've actually meet her before probably...in the Manor briefly. Jane, the Mage of Neverland."

"Huh," Emma said, softly, "I guess I should have known, she looks like her in the face. Where did the blue eyes come from though?"

"Jane's mother had blue eyes just like Alison's," August shrugged, "Must have skipped a generation."

"Hmm," Emma murmured. She was quiet for a moment and said, "If you had the option of telling Alison the truth, would you?"

"Yes," August said and Emma said, sounding sad, "Even if it met hurting her?"

"If you think about it she's already hurt," August said grimacing, "At least this way, the horrible hateful mess will end… even if it means she cries."

Emma stared at him and said, bitterly, "Hatred doesn't stop overnight."

"You sound as if you speak from experience," August said and Emma frowned. She stared at the mirror on the wall as she said, "I met Henry's father as I was trying to steal his car. That should tell you how crummy my relationships have been."

"Stealing a car?" August mused and Emma nodded. She stared at the mirror as she continued, "I ran away from the foster system and I was just trying to get by. I stole his car that it turned out he had already stolen from someone else. We stuck together, going around stealing things to sell so we could get by with life. He even told me he wanted to stop the thieving act and settle down so we could be happy. So we did for a time, until we found out he was still wanted for watches he had stolen from a drunk jeweler. I went to steal the watches back, and he said to meet me by the train station and we would go to Canada. So I did, and in the end I was arrested and put in jail. That's when I found out I was pregnant."

"I see," August said with a guilty expression, "That's why you lied to Henry."

"It was bad enough he knew my past," Emma said, grimacing, "I just wanted him to be proud of someone."

"Henry is proud of you," August argued, "He doesn't care about your past, all he cares is that he has you now. If you don't tell him the truth then he's going to lose faith in you."

Emma winced and chuckled weakly saying, "You sound like Alison…she told me the same thing."

"You told her all of that?"

"No, I didn't go into details," Emma said softly, "I knew she wouldn't want me to tell her the full truth before telling Henry the truth. I don't know it's like we have this nonverbal understanding, it's hard to explain. She and I are so alike, it's kinda creepy."

"Mm," August said softly. Inside he was feeling terrible. Little did she know that the reason Henry's father wasn't here was because he told the man to leave. Nearly blackmailed the guy, but he had too. He knew who that man really was, Emma had no clue just how much magic she ran into in her life. August was deep in thought as she said, "Why did you leave?"

"What?"

"You said you and I were in the orphanage together when I was a baby," Emma asked, "Why did you leave?"

"The same reason you ran away," August grumbled, "I figured you would have been scooped up being a cute baby. Who was going to want an eight-year-old kid?"

Emma nodded slowly, understanding his reasoning. She then sipped her drink and put it down. She laid back against him, closing her eyes. August shifted uncomfortably as Emma's breathing leveled out. Her words haunted him; Alison was a lot like Emma. Being tossed around from home to home, it made August sick just thinking about it. He shivered at the thought of what would have happened if no one had found out about Alison's home situation. No, he wouldn't even think of it. They were here now and he was not going to let her fall back in that situation again.


"Rumple, what are you up to?"

Belle was staring at him as he led her through the back of an alley way. Gold was smiling, hand on her back as he led her. He then said, "There is something I want to show you. But first I need you to close your eyes."

Belle raised her brows as he said, "It's a surprise."

Belle closed them and Gold opened the door. He took her hand and led her into the building. It was dark, with very little light illuminating in the room. Gold released her hand and walked over to the light switch and flicked it. Belle saw distinctly the light despite her eyes being closed and said, "Can I open them?"

"Not yet," Gold said, his voice filled with excitement. He walked over and flicked his hand. The curtains opened allowing more light to come in. Belle smiled softly before asking, "Now can I open them?"

"Alright," Gold said coming back over to her, "Now."

Belle opened her eyes and gasped.

It was a library. Books lined the shelves, the glow of the room. Belle took a step forward as she saw the scene before her. Gold smiled as her smile grew stronger. She looked at him with excitement as Gold said, "I figured you would like something to do than to hang around in the back of my shop."

"But-But how-?" Belle said and Gold said, "You always got lost in my books at the dark castle. It's not hard to put two and two together."

Belle nearly jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly. Gold hugged her back and said, "I take it you like it?"

"Yes, thank you! It's Wonderful," Belle said, grinning like a lovesick fool. She pulled away and Gold said softly, "I'm glad…"

Belle smiled shyly and Gold said, "Belle, I know I've been acting distant. But honestly, it's not because I don't love you. It's because I love you."

Belle looked confused her smile fading a bit. He reached out, cupping her cheek and said, "The last time we kissed, before the Magesteria nonsense. I could feel it, my magic fading away. That's why my magic wasn't working right down in the Circus de Wonderland. It came back, but I am more than positive if we kiss again it won't."

Belle looked at him, her smile returning. She reached out and touched his hand as he said, "I've made many mistakes that I am working to make right. I will be the man that I had been, the man you feel in love with. I will promise that once we are home that we will never have to worry about the Dark One's magic again."

Belle nearly choked when Gold bent down on his knee and pulled out a ring. Tears nearly sprang into her eyes as he asked the simple question.

"Will you marry me?"


"Henry."

Henry looked up to see Regina walking towards him. He looked a little nervous but quickly squished that feeling. He didn't trust her, but he did was her to have a second chance. Henry smiled weakly as she sat next to him and he said, "Hey, what's up?"

"Nothing," Regina said gently, "I just wanted to see you for a little bit before I go back to work. How-How are you?"

"I'm okay," Henry said, "I'm just waiting for my friends to come."

"I see," Regina said smiling, "Are you meeting up with Alison?"

"No, not today," Henry said, sadly, "She's still grounded."

Regina nodded and said, "I'm surprised he's stuck with it."

"Me too," Henry said, honestly, "I was kind of hoping that he would let her off. Or her dad would let her off."

"Well, luckily they care enough for her well being so she's safe," Regina said honestly. She then said, "So how is everything going with Emma?"

"It's going great," Henry said, smiling, "She's managed to convince Charming and Snow White that it's you on our side now. She's good at being stubborn like that."

Regina smiled weakly and said, "I'm trying…"

"I know," Henry said, smiling warmly at her, "I know you are. Emma sees it. So does Alison, it just took me a while to prod her into admitting it."

"What do you mean?" Regina asked and Henry shifted. He looked at Regina and said, "Alison saw the good in you. She sees the good in everyone; I just think she can't trust people anymore so she doesn't let people see it."

"Well, in her defense," Regina said, a tint of bitterness creeping into her voice, "I wasn't exactly the most trustworthy person."

"Hey Henry!"

Regina looked over as did Henry as they saw the group of three waiting for him. Ava waved over to him and he smiled. Regina took notice of it and said, "Well, I should get back to work. Tell Emma I say hello."

"I will," Henry said with a smile. He stood up and sprinted over to his friends. Regina watched him run off, the smile fading from her lips. Sighing, Regina stood up and walked down the walkway. She was distracted by her own thoughts as she walked towards the shore. It ate at her, losing Henry. But she had given up, what else could she do but at least try and be worth of Henry. She walked along the beach, feeling the cool air hit her. Regina failed to notice the girl sitting up on one of the boulder structures. Alison breathed in as she said, "Taking a walk?"

Regina looked up as she saw Alison Kinsleigh staring down. The child looked tired, but her aura was pleasant. Regina walked over to her saying, "Yeah, just needed a breath of fresh air."

Alison nodded, her head moving slowly.

"Me too."

"Mind if I join you?" Regina asked, her tone still pleasant. Alison nodded and indicated towards the seat saying, "Go right on ahead. Pick a spot."

Regina managed to climb up the rock structure and sit down next to Alison. Alison tossed her hair about as the wind blew it around in her face. Regina watched Alison, a content expression on her face. Alison shook her head gently and said, "You know, I used to come here often."

"Did you?" Regina asked and Alison nodded. Fiddling with the necklace around her neck, Alison continued, "Yeah. In order to avoid suspicion of me not being in school, I would come here to hang out. Especially when I didn't have work in the garden to do."

"Oh," Regina said surprised, "I see."

"The sea always calmed me down," Alison said, watching the wave's crash into the shore, "Nature has that effect on me."

"Nature has that effect on most people," Regina said, honestly, "I know it has that effect with me."

Alison continued to watch the sea, her eyes distant. Alison said suddenly, "There are times where I find myself wishing that no one found out about Felicity."

"Why?" Regina said, horror creeping into her expression, "Why would you say that? She let him hurt you!"

"Because nothing would have changed," Alison said pointing her finger as if to make a point, "I miss the way things used to be before magic came. I didn't think it would bother me so much, but it does. Now it's magic this, magic that. There isn't any more room for things to go back to normal. Magic is weaving its way into every situation and it sucks."

"I think I understand what you mean," Regina said softly, "But you know, you still had that normalcy when you were with Kathryn."

Alison winced and said, "I know… I miss that too."

"But I bet you don't miss getting hit," Regina said, pointedly, "Or miss keeping secrets from people."

"No," Alison admitted, wrinkling her nose, "I can say I don't miss that."

Regina smiled at her as she gently bumped the child with her side. Alison smiled back wryly and said, "You know, I wasn't going to give you a chance. Not at first."

Regina was surprised and was put out. She then asked, "Why?"

"Because I didn't think you would change," Alison said, honestly, "I was afraid of you hurting Henry more."

"What changed your mind?"

"That smile," Alison said softly, staring at Regina, "You had this smile that always came at unexpected times. It wasn't that fake business smile you use with everyone. It was real, sincere. It was like the good in you was sneaking out to greet me."

Regina looked surprised but touched. Alison smiled at her and said, "Then you would give me grief and make me want to yank my hair out."

"Sorry about that," Regina said, but then said with a teasing smile, "But you gave me grief too!"

"What?!" Alison protested, indignant expression in her eyes and tone, "I did not!"

"You would come to my house, being pleasant and nice. We would get along but the minute I tried to help you with anything, you snapped like a viper."

"When did I do that?!" Alison huffed, making Regina chuckled.

"The time when you were in the hospital," Regina said smirking.

"I was hurt," Alison protested.

"When I wanted you to go to Archie and talk things out with him," Regina mused, obviously enjoying the fact she was right.

"I didn't want to!" Alison said, but her voice getting feebler.

"Then there was the time that you-."

"Okay, Okay," Alison said impatiently, "So I wasn't the most innocent person in this situation! But can you blame me, you were the evil queen!"

"I just think you don't like being told what to do," Regina said, grinning down at Alison. Alison groaned and said, "Fine, fine. I get it. We both rub on each other the wrong way."

"Mhm," Regina said, putting her arms around Alison and hugging her. Alison neither returned nor rejected said action as she said, "But things have changed now…."

"True," Regina said, "But that doesn't mean we can't get that normalcy back. We just need a little bit of that stubbornness that is you."

"How do you reckon that?" Alison asked and Regina said, "If you want something, you have to go and get it. It never stopped you before."

"I know, I know," Alison winced, "But I feel like I'm treading on everyone's feet."

"Who cares?" Regina said, scoffing, "I do it all the time, believe me it's fun to watch people get all flustered when you act like you know what you're doing and they haven't a clue."

"Power hungry much?" Alison said looking at Regina with both amusement and incredulousness. Regina stood up and said, "No, I just know what I want. I'll see you around Alison."

"Wishful thinking!" Alison said full of jest, "I'm going to go hide in a hole somewhere!"

Regina laughed and walked back along the shore. Alison watched her leave with a weak smile on her face. Shaking her head, Alison hopped down from the boulders and began to walk back into town. There was someone she had to find.

Well… two to be exact.


"So Alison's mum is Jane?"

Jefferson looked at Grace, who was sitting on the couch with him. They were in the living room, with the fire roaring in the fireplace. It kept them warm, even in unpleasant conversations like this. He nodded bitterly before drinking his tea. He set the cup down before saying, "So it seems."

Grace nodded, her hair falling forward as she did so. Jefferson looked down in the content s of his own cup as she took a sip of her own tea. She watched her father with a curious expression as she asked, "Why did you hang up your hat?"

"Because," Jefferson said, "I don't want to lose you again."

"No, I know that," Grace said making a face, "But why did you hang it up the first time? Was it because of me too?"

Jefferson was quiet as he said, "Partially…the other half had to do with your mother."

"Mum," Grace said sadly, "…She was your partner wasn't she? Like how Alison is your partner now."

"No, not like how Alison is my partner," Jefferson said, firmly, "Your mother was different, she was my lover my wife. Alison was a child, a friend, a partner in companionship."

"…Was she the Mage of Wonderland too?" Grace asked, hopeful, "You said she played an important role. Is that why she died."

"She passed on because of our foolishness," Jefferson grimaced, "My foolish notions that nothing could touch us. That we were always one step ahead."

Grace watched her father sadly as he looked over at her. He smiled weakly, reaching over and grasping her hands, "But she loved you, just as much as I. She's always watching over you, never to leave your side. That much I am certain."

"I know Papa," Grace said understanding, "But it's you and Alison I worry about now."

"Don't worry about me," Jefferson said and Grace put her tea cup down. She crawled over to him and said, "I am worried Papa. I've read the story you wrote in the book. You and Alison were meant to be together. Not romantically but lovingly. I mean she's is you little Alice and you're her hatter. I know you say you hate Wonderland, but I know you love them. You're so alive around them Papa, I only wish you would see it."

Jefferson watched his daughter and said, "Grace, you are my world. I love you."

"I know, and I will always love you," Grace said, staring her father bravely in the face, "But I'll never forgive you if you abandon Alison now."


"I can't believe this!"

Baelfire was walking quickly after Jane as she stormed through the forest. She looked considerably upset as she walked down the slope, slipping on the wet ground. Baelfire grasped her arm as he followed her down. Jane said pained, "Why? Why would Oz do something like this! Hide something like this!"

"Probably was silenced by the Master," muttered Baelfire, "Where are we going anyway?"

"Sage said she had a cottage out her where she grows a garden," Jane said, impatiently walking through the brush, "It's usually where she goes when she's upset."

"Jane, just calm down," Baelfire sighed and Jane glared at him. Baelfire couldn't help but grin as she turned around to continue walking. He followed after her and said, "You two have the same exact temper, you know that?"

"What?!" Jane snapped, turned back around. Baelfire snickered and said, "Your tone, your actions, the way you stomp off with a spin in your step. You and Alison rage in the exact same way."

"I-Now is not the time for that!" Jane said flustered, "We have a child that no one can seem to find, probably crying in the back woods! We have no time for you to be comparing behaviors while grinning like an idiot!"

Jane turned back to walked out of the brush and onto a beaten path. Baelfire followed his grin ever apparent as he commented, "Even call me names in the same way!"

"Baelfire Collins Kinsleigh-!" Jane snapped spinning around. Baelfire grabbed her by the waist and kissed her soundly. Jane gasped into the kiss, obviously surprised at the sudden gesture. Baelfire kissed her not once, or twice, but thrice before he pulled away. He then looked innocently at her as he said, "Yes?"

"You're impossible," Jane said, obviously trying to be angry at him. Baelfire shrugged and said, "It calms you down. The last thing Lisie-girl needs to see is you raging. This situation is extremely awful as it is… more awful than I thought for everyone."

Jane opened her mouth only for him to kiss her once more. He then walked past her saying, "Come on, let's find this cottage."

Jane nodded as they walked along the path. They had been walking for quite some time when they finally found the cottage. Jane and Baelfire couldn't help but gap at the intensity of the garden. Baelfire whistled and said, "Must have put a lot of time and effort into making this garden."

"Alison!" Jane said running towards the house. Baelfire sighed and followed after her. Jane had already gone through the entire cottage when Baelfire finally came in. Jane looked upset as she said, "She's not here…"

"I see that," Baelfire sighed. Jane sat on the couch, obviously upset. Baelfire followed her, putting his arms around her and said, "We'll find her. Alison just needs time to chill off; she's not going to do something stupid."

"I know, I know," Jane said with a sigh, "I just-."

"Wanted me to be the one to tell her, I know," Baelfire said, tilting Jane's chin up, "But obviously that's not possible. Now we just need to find her and comfort her."

Jane nodded slowly as he kissed the tip of her nose saying, "Come on, let's go before this wind gets any worse."

Jane stood up but was soon nearly knocked over. Baelfire grabbed her as the floor began to shake. The wind outside was blowing quite viciously. A female's laugh could be heard as the ground rumbled like an earthquake. Baelfire and Jane looked around, stricken as the Enchantress voice could be heard in an echo.

"To all it may concern. My Good Witch of Oz has been defeated. Congratulations on passing my first test. Now the real challenge begins, I will take away a key role player in bring about your salvation, your precious little Mage."

"No," Jane said, panicked before running out the door. Baelfire went to snatch her but stumbled from the rumbling ground. He then shouted before running after her, "Jane!"

Baelfire ran, sprinting after Jane. A female's laugh could be heard as the wind in the forest blew like crazy. It was a trap, it was a trap! Baelfire scowled, knowing full well that the Enchantress was not going to harm Alison. But that didn't mean she wasn't going to twist things to her advantage. Baelfire saw Jane running along the trail right in front of him and he sprinted after her shouting, "JANE STOP!"

Jane didn't listen, terror eating away at her heart. Baelfire growled and dashed as fast as he could. He finally caught up to her and grabbed the back of Jane's coat. She yelped as she felt something yank back on her. Baelfire caught her in his arms and Jane slammed her fist into him saying, "Baelfire, let go!"

"Jane, calm down and stop!" Baelfire shouted as the wind got worse. Jane had tears running down her face as she said, "No! I will not let her go, not again!"

"Jane-," Baelfire said, as thunder cracked above them. Jane yanked herself away and said, "No! I don't care, I'm not risking the Enchantress harming Alison!"

"She's not going to hurt Alison!" Baelfire shouted, grasping Jane's arms firmly, "Don't you understand, she doesn't care that she lost The Good Witch of Oz!?"

"Then what does she want?!" Jane said, her voice loud and confused.

"Mom!? Dad!?"

Both looked up to see Alison running towards them. The window was blowing her hair around like crazy. A black horse was running up behind her, whinnying with force. Jane rushed out of Baelfire's arms, "Alison!"

Alison felt Jane rushed over and grab onto her. Alison flung her arms around her neck. Jane finally pulled away enough as she said, "Alison, I'm so sorry! Ozzie should have never-!"

"I don't care!" Alison yelled over the wind, "I don't care anymore, let's just go home!"

"Come on, we need to leave!" Baelfire shout but the earth began to tremble again. Alison felt her whole body vibrate. Jane couldn't help but feel Alison slip out of her grasp. Baelfire looked up, narrowing his eyes. Baelfire then shouted, "MOVE!"

Everyone scrambled away as lightening shot down from the sky. Alison flung herself towards Excalibur, who neighed loudly. She looked back in horror to see a large crack opening up in the ground. Green light filled the space swirling around viciously. Alison paled, scrambling away from the edge. Jane backed up but the ground underneath her feet disintegrated.

She fell.

"No!" Alison screamed, jumping towards the portal. Excalibur suddenly reared up, screeching his neigh as he forced Alison away from the portal. Baelfire backed up, looking from the portal to his daughter. A bitter realization came over his face. The horse stomped down and Alison said, "Excalibur, no! It's fine, just move!"

She pushed the horse away only to have someone grabbed her from behind. Alison kicked and hit as Jefferson grabbed her and pulled her away. Alison punched him saying, "Jefferson, let me go!"

"No! It's too late Alison! There is no pulling her up!" Jefferson shouted, refusing to let her go. Baelfire then said loudly but emotionless, "Lisie."

Alison looked at him wildly as he gave her knowing look. It was strange, that look. He always gave it to her when she was upset. Alison stopped flailing as tears filled her eyes. She then nodded slowly, inhaling and exhaling loudly. Baelfire looked at Jefferson and said, "Thank you. Please take care of her once more for me."

Jefferson stared back at him as Alison looked up. Jefferson smiled with a bitter madness and said, "I will."

Baelfire jumped. He disappeared into the portal, the portal closing up behind him. Alison watched her father disappeared, her body trembling. Excalibur whinnied sadly, as if grieving the departure. Alison stared at the ground, tears slipping down her cheeks.

"Bring her home…"


"So that's the story," Red said, softly.

She, Midas, and Kathryn were sitting in the diner. No one else was there except Granny, who was cleaning up. Kathryn twirled her mug around in her hand as Midas said, "So that little child is the Mage of Wonderland. Who would have thought?"

"Her father is alive," Kathryn whispered softly, tears slipping down her face, "The Enchantress, the curse, spells. So many slaps to the face… it's such a mess."

"Yeah, it is," Red admitted, staring at her own mug, "And now who knows what will happen with you remembering. Who knows how long the curse will last now…."

"I'm not sure," Midas said, stroking his beard with his fingers, "But I know big spells like that take a long time to wear off. So far it seems we have some times left to find this core fueling the Anti-Magic."

"And to defeat the Enchantress?" Kathryn said skeptically. Midas shook his head and said, "Perhaps we are assuming too much responsibility. Who says we have to defeat the Enchantress?"

"What?" Red asked, furrowing her brows.

"All we need is to find a way to bring this world back to the old one," Midas said, "If we can find a way to reverse the curse, then we won't need to defeat the Enchantress. Just fight he long enough to keep her off our backs."

"True," Red said as Kathryn stood up. Red watched her as she put on her coat. Midas looked at her daughter as she said, "I need to go home and sleep. I'll find Alison in the morning…"

"Kathryn," Ruby said and Kathryn shook her head. She stared at Ruby firmly and said, "I will talk to her, just not right now. She's safe right now and that's all I need."

"Alright," Ruby said kindly, "Just let me know if you need anything else."

"I will, thank you," Kathryn said and Midas said standing up, "Come, dearest, I will drive you home."

"Thanks," Kathryn said as she walked towards the door. Kathryn went outside and felt something hit her nose softly. She looked surprised as she said, "Snow… Father it's snowing…"

"Snowing in May," mused Midas, "I'm not surprised with the cold weather we've been having."

Kathryn watched the snow fall as Midas shut the door to the diner. She stared at the sky as the snow stuck to the ground. Midas watched her and asked, "Are you alright? The child never meant you harm."

"I know," Kathryn said looking back, "I just think she's had enough to deal with for now. Morning will be better time to reunite…"

"Indeed, for both of you," Midas said, offering his daughter his arm. She smile and walked away with her father. Both were completely unaware of the male standing up on the clock tower. He watched them walk to the car with a distant look in his eyes. He clutched a staff in his hands as he tore his eyes away from the woman. So she wasn't with here… so then where was she? He scowled as he felt something glimmer behind him.

"She is here," Enchantress assured him, "Magical core and all."

"I know," he said, his tone cold, "I can feel it."

"Then what will you do?" Enchantress said, smiling coyly, "With this knowledge."

"Find her," he said darkly, "And take her."

~Storybook~

"You're Majesty."

The Queen of Hearts watched through her mask as she was approached by her Knave. She didn't speak as he got closer and he pulled the listening device from its resting place. She then whispered into it, saying, "Have you brought him?"

"Yes," The Knave murmured. He then snapped his fingers and the guards brought forth a man with a white mask covering his face. White Bunny ears were peeking out from his tattered black cloak as the Queen of Hearts whispered something into the device. The Knave paused, listening to the queen's words. The Knave then said loudly, "The Queen of Wonderland greets you, White Rabbit and asks of your health."

"My health is good, you're Majesty," his deep voice rang throughout the hall.

The Queen spoke again and the Knave pulled the Device away. He clapped his hands and the audience left as well as the guards. The Knave was the last to disappear as the Queen removed her mask. She stared at the man before her and said, "I have an assignment for you, White Rabbit. There is someone I need disposed of."

"Who, you're Majesty?" he asked as she approached him. Her long dress swished along the ground as she moved, finally speaking, "I do not know the name, but I do know the status. It is the Mage of Wonderland."

The White Rabbit's face could not be seen, so his reaction was unknown. He spoke again and said, "There is a Mage? That has not been for annuals."

"I know, believe me," The Queen of Hearts said, "It is not beneficial for anyone. I need you to find this person and rip the heart out. Bring it back to me, and I will give you your freedom. Do we have a deal?"

The White Rabbit inclined his head and said in a low tone, "It will be done as your say your Majesty."

"Very good," The Queen of Heart said, smiling insanely, "You are free to go."

The Queen of Hearts turned around and walked back to her throne. She picked up a picture there, her eyes staring longingly at the girl in the photo. Clucking her tongue, the woman said, "You would have been their everything… my everything…"