Emma was emotionally and physically drained after the events of the last twenty-four hours (not even that).

Regina was still recovering from the after-effects of Greg's torture.

Neither of them was going to let that stop them from going after their son.

The four of them sprinted for the dock - the last place anyone had seen either Greg or Tamara.

And there they were - standing at the water's edge, Henry clutched tight between them, fighting against their grip. Greg raised a hand and threw something into the water, causing a strange glow.

"The last bean," Regina groaned. "They've opened a portal!"

"Henry!"

Even as they doubled their efforts, as if in slow motion, Greg and Tamara jumped into the ocean, taking Henry with them.

David grabbed Emma around the waist just in time to stop her jumping after them, a millisecond after the portal swirled shut.

"No!" Emma fought against his arms. "We have to follow them - there has to be a way!"

Regina ran a frustrated hand through her hair. "Not only do we not know where they went, but Hook stole the last bean."

"I don't care!" Emma shouted.

"Without it, there's no way to follow them," Regina said. Her tone was measured, even calm, but one look at her face and Emma could see her own distress mirrored in her eyes.

She stopped fighting against her father's arms. "There has to be. We can't let them just take Henry."

"They took Henry?"

And now Gold turned up, Belle at his side, no doubt lured out of his grief by curiosity over the sudden change in fortune for the town.

"Yeah," David said, releasing Emma now he was certain she wouldn't hurl herself into the water. "You're the Dark One - do something."

A new grief was stirring in Gold's eyes, a grief that gave Emma some kind of hope. "Gold, help us."

But Gold shook his head. "There's no way," he said, his words tinged with a helplessness that had Belle reaching out for his hand. "I spent a lifetime trying to cross worlds to find my son. There's no way in this world without a portal."

"So that's it?" Regina asked. "He's gone forever? I refuse to believe that."

Snow took a step towards her, maybe to comfort her, maybe to keep her from running off on her own, but before anyone could say anything, a frown creased Belle's brow and she took a step closer to the edge of the docks. "What is that?"

Emma turned, shielding her eyes from the sun.

Sails on the horizon.

Sails that in no way belonged to any vessel from this realm - at least, not one that was still operational and not in a museum somewhere.

"Hook."

"Emma …" David said gently.

"I'm going to kill him," Emma said darkly. "If it weren't for him …"

"Emma, that's not the way," Snow said softly. "He didn't kill August. Or Neal. Or take Henry."

"But he made it a damn sight easier for Greg and Tamara to do the last two," Gold said.

"Okay, now you know it's a bad idea," Regina said. "Miss Swan, do I need to remind you of our discussion earlier?"

Emma hesitated, her eyes flickering to her mother. "It's not the same."

"It's more similar than you might think," Regina said, softening her tone a little. "Miss Swan - Emma - how many times have you said to me that we have to think about what Henry would want?"

Emma deflated a little, her gaze returning to the sea, where the Jolly Roger was growing ever closer. She couldn't help remembering Neal's words to Henry, about the nature of heroes and necessary tasks. Her hand drifted to her stomach of its own accord, settling over the place where her child should be.

She caught herself a second later, glancing around to see if anyone had noticed. Her parents were looking at each other, having one of those silent conversations they seemed so good at (probably about how to handle her). Gold's eyes were fixed on the approaching ship, Belle's attention focused on him.

But Regina … Regina had clearly seen.

Emma met her eyes openly, silently pleading with her not to ask.

Regina tilted her head in an unspoken question, and Emma gave a tiny shake of her head.

Something akin to understanding glowed in Regina's eyes just as the dock shook slightly as the ship was bumped against it by the waves.

"Emma," David said, oblivious to the silent discussion.

"I won't," Emma said flatly. "For Henry's sake." She stepped up to the gangplank just as Hook appeared at the top of it. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Helping," Hook said dully.

Emma rolled her eyes. "Well, you're too late."

Hook cast a glance around the harbour. "Am I?"

Emma frowned. "I thought you didn't care about anyone but yourself."

"Maybe I just needed reminding that I could," Hook said quietly.

"Enough waiting around," Regina interrupted. "Let's go."

"Go?" Hook asked. "Where? I thought we were saving the town."

"We already did," David said coldly.

"We need to get Henry," Emma said. "Greg and Tamara took him through a portal."

Something flickered in Hook's eyes. "Well, I offer my ship and my services to help follow them."

"Well, that's great, Hook," Regina said, "but how will we track them."

"Leave that to me," Gold said. "I can get us where we need to go."

"Then let's do it," Snow said brightly.

Hook nodded, leading them aboard.

"Belle," Gold said, before she could follow. "I have to go. You have to stay here."

"No!" Belle protested. "Why? I want to help!"

"The town is no longer safe," Gold said.

"What?" Belle asked.

"What?" David echoed, catching the last words before he could board.

Gold sighed. "Well, Greg and Tamara weren't working alone; others will follow."

David shook his head. "No, we can't leave people in danger."

Gold rolled his eyes, pulling a small scroll from his pocket and handing it to Belle. "After we've gone, follow these instructions. It's a cloaking spell. It'll shield the town, making it impossible for anyone to find."

"But then how will you find your way back to me?" Belle asked.

Gold hesitated, glancing at David, who got the message and jogged up the gangplank out of earshot.

"You're not coming back," Belle said quietly. "Are you?"

"The prophecy," Gold said softly. "The boy is my undoing. But he's also my grandson. I must save him. I must do this to honour Baelfire. He's gone. And I didn't even get the chance to say goodbye."

Belle nodded. "I understand. But I also know that the future isn't always what it seems. I will see you again."

On deck, Emma had taken herself right to the bow of the ship, staring out at the horizon while her parents discussed sailing and navigation with Hook.

"How long?"

"I thought we weren't going to talk about it," Emma murmured.

"I'm just making sure you're not going to collapse in some foreign realm," Regina said, not quite managing a complete air of disinterest. "When did it happen?"

Emma took a deep breath, glancing over her shoulder to make sure her parents were out of earshot. "Just after Neal fell through the portal. Whale took a look. I'm fine."

Regina lifted a hand. "May I?"

Emma nodded. "Go ahead. Just make sure they don't see you; they'd probably assume you were trying to kill me."

Regina chuckled weakly, her hand glowing. Emma winced at the warmth that wrapped around her, almost bordering on too hot, but it vanished just as quickly as it came.

"You're fine," Regina said. "Sorry about the heat; healing spells are not my speciality."

"It's fine," Emma muttered. "Thanks."

"They don't know?" Regina asked.

"They didn't know I had anything to lose," Emma said.

"So," Gold said loudly as he boarded the ship, without Belle, "are you done trying to kill me?"

"I believe so," Hook said reluctantly.

"Excellent," Gold said, with mock cheeriness. "Then you can live."

With a wave of his hand, a white sphere appeared atop one of the barrels, and everyone gathered around it, watching with bated breath as the old sorcerer pricked his thumb and let the blood drop on the sphere's surface.

The surface shimmered, dissolving into milky clouds that cleared to reveal …

"Where is that?" Regina asked. She glanced up, noting the trepidation on Gold's face. "Where did they take Henry?"

"Neverland," Hook said. "That's Neverland."

Emma's eyes widened. "Neal … Neal said he spent time there. He said that all the stories we know in this realm are wrong."

"They are," Gold said darkly. "Let's just say if you think I'm bad … you've seen nothing yet."