Search lights shined their way outside the courtyard's prison in Metropolis. The night was quiet, only the panting of two police dogs were heard, as well as the footsteps of the two night guards as they roamed the courtyard.

One police officer inside, walked past a few cells on, calling out their numbers as an indication that it was time for lights out.

"Three-eighty, out," Said the guard, looking down at the list on his clipboard, "Three-eighty one, out. Three-eighty two, out. Three-eighty three, out," He walked past Gold's cell, not noticing the light had remained on, while the rest would shut off at his command, "Three-eighty four, out. Three-eighty five, out." He stopped in his tracks, taking notice that the light in Gold's cell was still on as he turned back around. "Lights out, Gold." He walked towards the cell, his voice firmer as the lights remained on, "I said lights out! You guys are about ten seconds away from solitary," His keys jingled as he unlocked the man's prison cell, standing in front of Gold and Leroy as they calmly looked back at him.

His eyes grew wide as before him, both men suddenly disappeared.

He turned, looking up at the corner of the wall as he noticed a small projector device had been placed. The similarity of it to that of a camera. As he moved to get a closer look at it, he then noticed that Gold and Leroy's reflections were back in their usual sitting places where both men would play a game of chess. He moved back and forth as the image would disappear and reappear.

They had escaped.

"Hold it, hold it." Gold whispered, pinning Leroy up against the wall of the courtyard. The searched light passed right by them as both men froze in place. Only to discover that the guards keeping watch up in the tower were far too busy watching a soccer game instead of actually keeping watching. "Go out there and find it." Gold whispered to Leroy as they remained in the shadows again.

Leroy's brows furrowed as he whispered back, "What am I supposed to be looking for?"

"You'll know when you see it." Gold nudged Leroy, who quickly but quietly made his way across the courtyard.

Leroy looked around but didn't see much of anything, turning back around, shrugging at Gold who only rolled his eyes as a ladder to an air balloon swung right by him. A ladder that hit Leroy right in the face as it swung directly back.

"I think I found it." Leroy whispered, smiling at Gold as the older man moved near him, "What is it?"

"It's a ladder, you dummy" Gold whispered.

Leroy looked up at a waving Kathryn, who was flying the air balloon, "Hi, Ms. Midas!"

"Shh!" Gold quickly began to climb up before the guards had any chance at discovering them. His shoe stepping on Leroy's fingers as they only pressed down harder, causing the shorter bearded man to groan in pain.

Kathryn looked down at Leroy as Gold was already on board with her, "Come on, Leroy! Hurry!" She whispered.

However as Leroy began climbing the air balloon couldn't seem to stay in the air as it was slowly starting to be pulled down by the man's own weight.

"Leroy, get off!" Whispered Gold, looking down as the man kept on trying to climb.

Kathryn looked down next as she shouted, "Leroy, get off! You're going to sink us!"

Gold quickly removed the ladder from the air balloon as the alarms went off in the prison and all the lights were shining on him and Kathryn as they floated away with smiles on their faces. While Leroy ended up falling to the concrete floor, tangled up in the ladder. Looking up at the air balloon as he waved goodbye to whom he considered his only friends in the world.


Emma and Regina had traveled to Niagara Falls the next morning, posing as a married couple as part of work. Not wanting to reveal themselves as reporters for the Daily Planet. Both women were on a big story that Regina thought about sending Emma alone to, but then decided she wanted part of the adventure as well. Even if the assignment was quite boring, she quite loved the sight of the waterfall that divided New York and Canada.

They walked down the hallway, following the bellhop who was guiding them towards their suite as he carried both their luggage's.

"Excuse me, I'm so sorry." Said Emma, as she nearly ran into a maid who was making her way out of another room. Her arm linked with Regina's as part of their cover. A cover that the blonde was more than happy to fulfill.

"If you'd like to carry, Mrs, uh…" The bellhop looked at their name on the tag of the luggage, "Smith across the threshold."

"Huh?" Emma looked at him with a puzzled expression as Regina simply rolled her eyes at how nosey the man was.

"It's part of our tradition here at the hotel." The man's eyes looked over at Regina, rather enjoying the brunette's beauty, "I'd be happy to give you a hand if you have trouble lifting, uh-"

"Oh! No, of course not." Emma smiled, pushing her glasses up towards the bridge of her nose as she readied herself to lift up Regina.

"Darling," Regina held out her hands towards the blonde, doubting that Emma could even lift her up, "Thanks, I'll walk."

"Oh. Certainly, dear." Emma stepped aside, allowing the brunette to enter the suite first, as the bellhop boy scoffed at the couple as he entered, flicking the lights on and placing their luggage's by the door. All while wondering what the hell is a gorgeous woman like the brunette doing with a nitwit blonde like Emma.

"Well, here we are." Said the bellhop, staring at the couple as they entered the bedroom.

"Oh." Emma adjusted her glasses, her green eyes taking in the brightness of the room.

"What do you think?" The man asked.

Regina was taken aback by all the red colors that took up most of the room. "Well, it sure is red," She chuckled, keeping up appearances as the happy newlywed couple they both pretended to be. Even though, it wasn't her style at all.

The carpet that covered the entire floor, along with the wardrobe and nightstands. But there was a furry rug in the center of the room that was bright red, followed by a love seat that was by one of the far walls. As well as the silk red sheets of the single bed that came with the suite. As well as the walls- despite them being a much darker tone of red- they were still red.

"Is this your first visit to Honeymoon Haven?" The man asked, curious about how these two women could be a couple. Let alone married.

"Uh huh." Said Regina, grabbing her luggage off the floor.

"Together, anyway." The man smirked, looking over at the blonde, who's cheeks were soon covered by a shade of pink.

"Uh, yes." Emma chuckled shyly, adjusting her glasses back up against the bridge of her nose. The idea of sharing a room with Regina causing a thousand butterflies to fly around in her stomach.

"Well, let me just show you some of our special features," The man pointed to the fireplace that burned near the center of the room, right where the blonde stood, "These are our flames of love. Exclusive with this hotel in the area."

"Oh." Emma looked down at the flames, keeping her distance from them. Not that fire would hurt her.

"If you want the flames to go higher, you just pull on this," He demonstrated by pulling on a rope that hung just behind the fireplace, causing the flames to rise up even higher than they were.

Emma quickly stepped back, "Oh, I see. Look, Gina, that's kind of romantic."

The brunette glared their way, not at all impressed with the room, "In July?" She smiled as Emma threw a glare right back, reminding her that they needed to keep up appearances. "Darling."

"For a nominal charge, our staff photographer will be happy to create an album of your honeymoon," Emma followed him as the man walked up a set of stairs, making his way inside the bathroom. Her eyes falling on the heart shaped tub for two, which was also the color red, "Here is our tub for two," He smirked at the blonde as he walked over towards the bedroom next, motioning towards the queen sized bed, "And, of course there's… the bed."

"Thank you." Emma pulled out a very reasonable tip, handing it immediately to the man. Anything to get him to leave. "Thanks."

"Thank you." The man nodded, "And have a happy… whatever." He chuckled, unaware of the glare the blonde threw his way as he finally exited the suite.

Keys jingled as Emma tossed them onto the bed, while Regina rolled her eyes at the sight of the love suite, "Ugh, can you believe this? Posing as newlyweds to expose a honeymoon scandal in Niagara Falls. I really should have investigated this scandal a little better."

"Well, I don't know Ms. Mills. I think this sort of thing should be exposed. I mean, these people take these kids and then they take them for every cent they can get." Replied Emma, picking up a bottle of champagne, "On the other hand, this is kinda nice," She held up the bottle towards the brunette who had her back turned on her, "Complimentary champagne."

Regina chuckled as she pulled the curtains wide open, letting a little sunlight into the room, "Yeah, everything is complimentary around here until you get the bill."

Emma chuckled at the brunette's joke, standing before her as she couldn't help herself, taking in the brunette's natural beauty. "Gee, Ms. Mills, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but- you look very beautiful."

"Thank you, Emma." Regina couldn't help but feel almost hypnotized by the blonde's green eyes as they stared back at her with a familiarity she couldn't quite place. With time, she had gotten to know Emma well enough to refer to her by her first name, just as she did with Graham. Regina couldn't understand why, but as her hand found its place, resting against the blonde's bicep (and a very well formed one at that), and as she looked at the shade of green peeking from behind her glasses, she couldn't help to think of the girl of steel that undoubtedly stole her heart.

For a year now, she couldn't help but notice, the more she looked at Emma some of the similarities she had with her girl of steel.

"You know, Ms. Mills, I was wondering…" Emma quickly moved away from the brunette, not being able to handle looking into her eyes any longer. She would find herself easily getting lost in them and it scared her. It scared her that she might want to tell the woman she loved the truth about her identity. "Well, uh- I was wondering what you might want to do about the arrangements."

"What arrangements would that be, Emma?" Regina's eyes followed the blonde's movements as she now stood next to the queen sized bed.

"Well, uh…" Emma looked over at the bed, quickly looking back at the brunette with a coating of pink covering her cheeks, "I was primarily referring to the uh… s-sleeping arrangements."

Regina nodded, a tiny smirk on her lips. It wasn't new to her that Emma had some sort of crush on her. She wouldn't be the first, "Mrs. Smith?"

"Uh huh?" Emma smirked right back, again falling into a daze at the sight of the beautiful brunette before her.

"The complementary couch." Regina motioned towards the couch that was in the living room area of the suite.

Emma nodded, "Right. Ooh." Her brows shot up, surprised as the bed began to vibrate all on its own. "Oh," She quickly stood to her feet, looking over at the brunette, "It's alive."

Regina couldn't help but chuckle at the blonde's childlike innocence. She turned away as her smile only grew wider, shaking her head to herself as her mind thought about how adorable Emma Swan could be sometimes.


Emma leaned over the railing of the Niagara Falls, taking in the beautiful scenery as others crowded around. "Isn't this just beautiful?"

"Very beautiful, Emma." Said Regina, taking pictures of her own, given that Graham had parted ways with them because Graham wouldn't be Graham if he wasn't hungry. "Where is Graham when I need him?" She groaned, snapping another quick picture.

Emma couldn't help but notice all the happy couples around her. Biting her lip as she willed herself to take a shot at their keeping up appearances idea, "Uh, Ms. Mills, everyone is holding hands… maybe we should hold hands too, wouldn't you think?"

Regina couldn't help but smile at the blonde's shy offer. There was something about Emma lately that just pulled her towards her, that even she couldn't understand it, but she was happy to oblige her at that moment. She placed her hand out towards Emma, which the blonde happily took as they continued to walk along the crowded area.

"Do you want to know why people hold hands, Emma?" She looked over at the blonde, who nodded in response, "It's because they are too afraid to let go of one another."

Emma's brows furrowed, "What do you mean?"

"They let go. Their next destination would be straight to a lawyer." The brunette's reply was filled with experience given that she herself went through a nasty divorce years ago.

Emma looked around at all the happy couples surrounding them, adjusting her glasses against the bridge of her nose, "Oh, I don't know about that, Ms. Mills. They look pretty happy to me."

"That's because you're blind, Emma." Regina stated, chuckling at the fog that had formed against the blonde's glasses.

"Oh, yeah." Emma grabbed onto her glasses, ready to turn her back to the brunette. But the older woman was much quicker as she reached for them instead.

"Here, I got it-"

"Oh, no, I got, Ms. Mills-" Emma insisted, afraid of being discovered simply by the absence of her glasses alone. But she knew by now that Regina was a very determined woman and wasn't about to simply let them go.

"I got it, Ms. Swan, it's alright." The brunette chuckled, unaware that Emma quickly looked away as she cleaned up her glasses with a handkerchief she kept inside her coat pocket.

"It's really not necessary-" She looked down towards the floor, growing more nervous by the minute.

"Here you are. Now, see that wasn't so difficult-" Regina's brows furrowed as not only the familiar feeling came back to her about Emma, but now without her glasses to hide her eyes, she could tell there was something very, very familiar about her face.

"Thank you." Emma quickly snatched her glasses back from the brunette, placing back on as she walked a few steps away from her. Hoping to God she wouldn't bring anything up. Her hands tucking inside her pants pockets as a nervous habit. She turned to Regina, quickly changing conversation, "Say, I'm hungry. Are you hungry? I'll go get us some hot dogs."

The brunette remained still for a moment, until she quickly shrugged it off and went back to taking pictures of her own.

A few feet away from her a child had crossed over the rails of the gigantic waterfall, swinging back and forth from one to the other in a playful manner as his body swung backward. His mother? Too busy looking at a map of the place to pay any attention to what was going on.

"Hey, mom! Look what I can do!" Shouted the kid, to which the mother simply nodded her head, while her eyes remained focused on the map before her.

"Uh huh, yeah, honey that's nice."

The kid continued playing until one of his hands slipped. And as determined as his other hand was to catch his fall- it didn't.

"Oh, my God, a kid fell over!" Someone shouted, as everyone gathered around, shouting for help.

"Somebody help!"

Emma's head snapped up from the crowd of people that had formed around the hot dog vending machine. She quickly moved her way somewhere safe enough to change into her costume as she flew out faster than anyone could blink towards the fallen boy.

Regina smiled, her eyes practically glowing at the unmistakable sight of this wonder God, or life itself decided to bless humanity with.

Everyone clapped and cheered as Emma held the boy in her arms, flying back up across the railing and placing him down gently.

"Let's go again!" The kid smiled up at her in amazement.

Emma smiled right back at the boy, ruffling his hair in a playful manner, "No, I'm sorry. Only one ride per customer." She waved off at the crowd before they could gather around her, flying off into the sky, "Bye."

Regina looked up at the blonde as she took off flying, shielding her eyes from the sun, until the sight of blue and red completely disappeared, "Always in a hurry," She muttered to herself, smiling in amazement, "What are the odds she happens to be in Niagara Falls when-" She paused, her grin only growing wider, "When Emma is precisely gone."

Could it truly be? Had she figured out Emma Swan's secret disappearances she has noticed over the course of working with her? It would certainly explain a lot.

And Emma always seemed protective of her.

Emma flew in behind the hot dog stand, whistling a tune to herself as she was dressed up again in her pair of dress pants, and white dress shirt, her glasses on point, as her hair was now picked up in a ponytail. She snapped her fingers, moving back towards the stand as she held two hot dogs in hand. A smile on her face as she looked over at the blonde, who looked at her with a raised brow.

"Ms. Mills," She handed the older woman her hot dog, "Here's your hot dog."

Regina's hands rested on her waist, her eyes glued on the blonde before her, "Where were you?" She asked.

"I was getting us hot dogs." Emma walked alongside the brunette as she took the offered hot dog from her, "What do you mean, Ms. Mills?"

"Honestly, Ms. Swan, I think it's funny how you tend to disappear every time Supergirl is around."

Emma looked at Regina with a surprised look, "Supergirl? You mean she was here?" She looked up towards the sky, "Golly."

Regina smirked, not buying her act anymore, "And, you weren't, as usual, Emma."

The blonde looked over to the brunette, trying to act as if she didn't know what she was talking about.

"What do you have to say about that?" Regina smirked, stopping on her tracks as her eyes connected with Emma's.

Emma snapped her fingers, "Darn! I forgot to get beverages."

"Emma." Regina called out, her voice firm, causing the blonde to stop and turn back to face her before she could walk any further.

"No beverages?" Asked Emma, hoping to God the brunette would drop the subject.


Gold walked along the thick snow covered ground, his feet feeling heavier and heavier just as Kathryn's. Only as the older man was determined, the blonde was beginning to get annoyed from all this cold.

"There it is, Ms. Midas!" He smiled, standing in front of the fortress of solitude.

"Oh, great! More snow." Kathryn rolled her eyes.

"It's her home. It's Supergirl's home."

Both were in awe as they entered to how beautiful the fortress was.

"It's fantastic." Gold grinned, "The construction goes far beyond any architectural theory. It's beautiful."

"Yes." Kathryn whispered, her eyes drinking in the beauty of the place.

Gold moved further into the fortress, the cold of the ice not bothering him one bit as he was bundled up well. "This place is genius. This place has everything."

Kathryn's eyes looked up at the man, "Wrong."

Gold glared down at Kathryn, understanding that she needed to use the restroom, "Why didn't you go before we left?" He asked, walking towards a closed area surrounded by crystals, "This looks like some kind of control panel." He paused as he took at the crystals before him. "Don't touch anything."

Which Kathryn picked up a crystal, gaining another hard glare from Gold.

"I said don't touch anything." He snatched the crystal from her hands, studying it himself.

"It's not ice." Said Kathryn.

Gold leaned down to where a source of light was coming from, inserting the crystal inside one of the compartments that were made especially for the crystals. Something only Emma understood.

"Kryptonian memory bank." A voice spoke as a giant crystal began to rise from beneath the snow, "Education crystal number 308. Earth culture, section B."

Gold chuckled, looking over at Kathryn, "He's not here. It's a voice from the past." He pulled the crystal out, handing back to Kathryn as he motioned towards another one he had his eyes on. "Give me another one. That big one there."

Kathryn handed Gold the biggest crystal as he placed it inside the same compartment. A faint buzzing sound was heard as a female voice, along with an image was displayed on the same giant crystal.

"Hello, my daughter. As keeper of the archives of Krypton, it falls to me to tell you of the darkest episode of our planet's history."

"Now this I want to hear." Whispered Gold over to Kathryn, staring at the image of Emma's biological mother.

"After eons of harmony there appeared among us three rebel elements. What you would call on Earth 'criminals.'

Gold chuckled at that, "Criminals. My kind of people."

"Despite all our efforts, we were unable to change their evil natures, their evil ways. And, as you know we had no death penalty."

"Sensible enough." Gold nodded, paying close attention to the message left for Emma.

"Therefore, our scientists constructed The Phantom Zone. In it, we placed these three archcriminals, imprisoning them there for all eternity."

"No possibility for parole?" Asked Gold, his brows furrowing in question.

"Your father, Jor-El, thought long and hard upon that question."

Gold chuckled, "I asked the right question." He told Kathryn, who smiled along.

"And there is one danger. The Phantom Zone might- just might- be cracked by a nuclear explosion in space. I wish you had not asked me that. We do not know what would happen if they were to escape. On Krypton, these villains were uncontrollable. On Earth, they would have the same powers, each one of them, that you have."

That became usual information to Gold, "Think of it. Three. Count them, three super villains. Each one with the same power she has. Each one dedicated to corruption, violence and evil." He grinned, looking over at Kathryn, "That explains the three alpha waves I've been receiving on my little black box. They'll need a contact here on Earth. Someone with the same wonderful contempt for life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Let's go!"


A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the two new updates on part 2! :) For all of you wondering, yes Regina will figure out Emma's secret, and yes I will be keeping it as part of the story for her to keep on knowing it. They will come to date.