Back at Mr Gold's shop, Mr Gold and the Professor arrived back at the pawnshop. The former went over to the cupboard behind the counter and opened it. He stared over at the chipped cup before picking it up and placing it on the counter. "You know, if it weren't for you and the Doctor in our lives, I would have lost Belle. Thank you."

The Professor smiled. "It's alright," he said. "I know you'll do the same for Clara and me. Well, when I find her again."

Mr Gold nodded. "Indeed, I will. Fate has given her to you two times already. Fate appears to be on your side."

The doorbells jingled, which broke their train of thought. The Professor turned around. No one was there. He headed for the window – Mr Gold following, his cane making a thump on the wooden floor.

"No one there," the Professor said before noticing a brown, wooden box on the counter. "What's that?" he asked.

Mr Gold turned around and headed back for the counter where the box was.

Once he was at the counter, a voice spoke. A woman's voice. One that neither of the two had heard in a long time. "Hello, you two," it said.

Both looked at where the voice came from. It was Cora.

"Well, I expected this was just a matter of time," Mr Gold said. "I had hoped you were dead, but disappointment's just part of life. I'm sure we can agree on that."

"Aww, the crocodile snaps at the little bird," Cora said, approaching where Mr Gold stood. "And after I brought you a gift."

"Yeah, did you bring the antidote, too?" Mr Gold asked. "Oh, Rumple. It's a peace offering."

"And what do you want for this, uh-" Mr Gold looked back at the box. "-this peace offering?"

"My daughter. You were so clever to get her to lay the curse so you could come here. You don't need her anymore. Let me try to get her back. And- let us live," Cora said.

"And what do I get for my troubles?"

"Your son."

Mr Gold looked back at Cora. He was silent. His attention then moved to the box still sitting on the counter. He opened it, looking down at what was inside—a blank, white globe.

"You know what that is, of course," Cora said.

"It'll find him. If this one truly is," Mr Gold said, turning back around.

Cora chuckled. "Darling, I have no reason to cheat you." She approached the counter.

"Anymore," Mr Gold added.

"I want you to find the one person in this universe who might still love you. After all, I'm doing the same thing."

"You know, Rumple could have just used the TARDIS to find Bae," the Professor said. "It does the same job."

"The TARDIS is here?" Cora asked.

The Professor nodded. "Yeah. My father is here at this very moment," he said, though he spared the details of why he was there.

Cora sighed. "So, will you accept my offer of a truce?" Cora asked.

Mr Gold thought about it for a minute, and then he shook Cora's hand. "Truce."