Meanwhile, no one had seen a pirate ship sailing into the Storybrooke Harbour. Captain Hook's ship. The Jolly Roger. He and Cora weren't stranded for long. Hook had used his petrified bean with the waters of Lake Nostros to reform his bean. Enough to create another portal to bring over himself and Cora. He was going to have his revenge on his crocodile.
Hook peered through his telescope, inspecting the quaint town. "There it is," he commented.
"Storybrooke," Cora said with a slight smirk. She was holding the rose that Regina had given her 28 years ago. Now, it was black and withered. Now, she would see her daughter again.
