Back at the sheriff station, Emma, David, Henry and Mary Margaret arrived with Regina. Leading Regina to an empty cell, David closed the door after her and locked it.

Regina turned around and faced the others. "So I'm a prisoner now?" Regina asked.

But David ignored her question. He had other things to worry about. And something to know. An important thing. "If the Curse is broken, why didn't we go back?" He asked her firmly.

"Because there's nothing to go back to," Regina answered. "That land is gone."

Mary Margaret looked over at her husband. "We should get to Gold," she stated as they all looked at each other before filing out of the door.

Once they had left, Regina paced around before eyeing the lock on the cell door. Why wasn't her magic working? She should be able to know. She faced the lock before holding her hand out in front of it and focused. But she couldn't do it before another visitor interrupted her.

"Magic is different here... dearie," Mr Gold stated, as he came through a different door to what the others had left through. He approached the cells, his cane making a soft thud on the floor.

Regina looked up at her former teacher. "I noticed. I assume this is all your doing," Regina remarked.

"Most things are," Mr Gold stated firmly.

"Get to it, Rumple, what do you want? You here to finish the job?"

"No, no, no," Mr Gold answered. "You're safe from me."

"I feel so relieved."

"I made a promise to someone that I won't kill you."

"Did the Professor illicit that from you?"

"No, dearie. Not him. It was Belle."

"She's...alive?" she asked, in a feigned, shocked tone.

"You are a dreadful liar," Mr Gold stated.

"I could have killed her, but I didn't."

"You did much worse than that," Mr Gold replied as he stepped closer towards the bars. "You kept her alive so you could kill her when it suited you. A fate that is worse than death. Which, incidentally, is exactly what I've got in store for you." Reaching through the cell bars, he grabbed Regina's hand and pulled it through the gaps. Pulling out a golden medallion, he pressed it against her hand.

Regina gasped. "Is that...?" She asked wide-eyed.

"Yes, dearie. The one thing no one can escape: destiny. And I promise … Yours is particularly unpleasant." Releasing the medallion from her hand, Regina managed to pull her hand back. She looked down at it and the mark the medal had left on it, as Mr Gold chuckled slyly.


Once he did leave the sheriff station, Mr Gold travelled to a secluded spot in the woods. He held both his dagger and the medallion in his left hand. Dropping the medal to the ground with a clank, he held the Dark One Dagger out in front of him.

"The Dark One summons thee!" he declared, looking up at his dagger. He then pointed the dagger down and knelt down to the ground. He then stabbed the ground right beside the golden disc. Getting back at, a black cloud began to whoosh upwards, and a black, bony figure shrouded in a black hood began to form. It looked down at Mr Gold through its glowing eyes before it flew off through the woods with a howling screech.


Mr Gold did arrive back at the shop, though. And when he did, he began to brew some tea for both the Professor and Belle. Pouring some hot water into a teapot, the door opened, and Mr Gold looked up at the visitors. David, Mary Margaret, and Emma – who walked over to the counter.

"What can I do for you?" Mr Gold asked as he placed the jug down on the counter.

"What you can do is tell us what you did," Emma demanded, her hands firmly placed on the counter.

The Professor stepped out from the backroom as he looked around curiously.

"What's going on?" He asked as he approached the counter.

"We want answers," David demanded.

"He, or you, or both, double-crossed Emma," Mary Margaret remarked. "You, uh, took your potion from her."

"And did who-knows-what to the town," David finished.

"And worst of all, you risked Henry's life," Emma added.

"Well, that is quite a litany of grievances now, isn't it?" Mr Gold stated, rather calmly.

"Maybe I don't need answers; maybe I just need to punch you in the face," Emma said.

The Professor looked over at Emma. "You know, from what I've heard, Henry's still alive. He woke from his curse, yes?"

Emma looked over at the Professor. "Yeah..." she answered, not sure of what was happening.

"And the curse is broken, isn't it? And you were reunited with your parents?" The Professor asked to which Emma nodded. "And you did find the true love potion. The one that broke the curse. That was you. You found yourself. The potion wasn't the only thing made from your parents' true love. You were too. And you did all the things that the potion could do."

Emma looked back at the Professor. She knew he was right. But she didn't want to admit it to him. "What was the purple haze that you bought?"

"Y'know... magic..." Mr Gold answered with a flick of his wrist.

"Why?" Mary Margaret asked, looking over at Mr Gold.

"Not telling," Mr Gold stated before the whole shop rumbled, and car alarms began to wail in the distance.

"What the?" The Professor asked as he rushed over to the door and opened it. He hoped the Earth hadn't stolen again. Though, it didn't feel like it. He looked out into the street. It was dark, and the street lights had turned themselves on before there was a loud wail.

"That is my gift to you," Mr Gold spoke up. "That is gonna take care of Regina."

The Professor took out his sonic screwdriver and gave it a whir and scan the street. He then moved it to his ear and listened to a series of small whirs. "Something from the Enchanted Forest, from the sounds of it."

Emma looked at the Professor. "That device again," she murmured. "You're something much more than a professor, aren't you?"

The Professor looked back at Emma. "Wouldn't you like to know?" He asked with a sly smile.

"Emma... C'mon," Mary Margaret said, looking back at her daughter.

"We need to go take care of this," David said.

"We're not done," Emma told both Mr Gold and the Professor before turning towards her parents.

"Oh, I know. You still owe me a favour," Mr Gold said.

Walking out of the shop, Mr Gold watched them, not noticing Belle walking out into the shop front. He went back to making his tea before looking at her, standing at the curtains. "Hey."

"You lied to me," Belle stated softly.

"No, I-I kept my word. I will not kill her."

The Professor stepped forward and patted his shoulder. "Nice words," he sarcastically said, and Mr Gold looked over at him.

"You toy with words like you do people. You're still a man who makes wrong choices," Belle remarked, and Mr Gold looked down. "And I thought you'd changed."

Mr Gold scoffed at the thought. "What, in the hour you've known me?" He asked before looking at Belle, who began to have tears in her eyes. She began to walk out of the door, and Mr Gold closed his eyes softly. He took a deep breath. He turned around. "Belle. I'm sorry," he called out. But she didn't listen to him. Exiting the Pawn Shop, she slammed the door behind her.


The Wraith howled and screamed through the streets of Storybrooke as it hunted for its next victim. Regina Mills. It flew to the sheriff station and circled around.

As it did, the lights inside began to flicker. Regina looked up from her seat on the cot.

The Wraith flew to the Sheriff Station, where it made the lights flicker on and off. Regina looked around as they flickered. "Hello? Who's there?" She called out – the lights still flashing and crackling with electricity.

The Wraith flew in from the door and approached the cell. Extending an arm, it threw off the door – to which it landed on the furthest side of the room. Regina stood up and backed towards the brick wall with an opened mouth.

The Wraith crept into the cell and extended its bony right arm towards her. It snarled as it began to take Regina's life force from her.

Regina grunted and tried to resist, but the Wraith was too strong for her. None had seen David sneak up behind the Wraith. He picked up a chair and hit the back of the Wraith.

"Hey!" David yelled, but the Wraith just threw away the chair before turning around towards the visitors. It stopped sucking on Regina's life force and focused on the others. It picked up David and threw him down the hall. Focusing on a desk, it pushed it away towards the others – who just managed to back off.

The Wraith returned to suck out Regina's soul again. But, it didn't see Mary Margaret approach it from the side, holding an aerosol can in her hands. "Over here!" She called out. Taking a lighter out of her pocket, she turned it on with a click and aimed the spray can at the creature. Spraying the aerosol through the tiny flame, it created a huge fireball, leapt at the Wraith, and threw it against the wall.

The Wraith screamed in pain and agony. It smashed through a window and flew away into the dark sky.

Regina began to catch her breath again and coughed before she began to sit up. She breathed deeply as the others started to approach her.

"What the hell was that thing?" Emma asked as she helped Regina up.

"A Wraith," she answered, clinging onto the cell bars. "A soul sucker."

"Did I-" Mary Margaret started to ask?

"-Kill it? No, it's regenerating. It'll be back. It doesn't stop till it devours its prey," Regina explained in a shaky voice. "Me." She held out her left palm, showing her the Mark of the Wraith.

"So, how do we kill it?" Emma asked.

"There's no way. You can't kill something already dead."

"Then we have a problem."

"No, we don't. Regina does," David stated.

Regina turned her attention to David. "What?" Regina asked.

"David?" Mary Margaret asked.

"You wanna let her die?" Emma asked.

"Why not? If it goes away, then we're safe," David said.

"It's quite the example you're setting for your daughter there," Regina said.

"No, you don't get to judge us!" David said, approaching the mayor.

"Let me ask you something. Where do you think that thing came from?" Regina asked. "Gold."

Emma looked over at her father. "I made a promise to Henry. She's not dying."

Everyone was silent before Mary Margaret spoke up. "If it can't be killed, what do you suggest?" She asked.

"Send it somewhere it can't hurt anyone," Regina answered.