AN: See chapter 1 for story notes and summaries.
Ships: Snowing, Rumbelle, Swan Believer, eventual Swanfire, and a delightful Golden Mad Charming BroT3. :)
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I was asked to give a rough estimate of exactly what month/year it is, like I do with Finding You Always. So since it's estimated that the curse was broken in late February 2012 and it's been a few weeks since, it is now early April 2012
Thanks for awesome the reviews. Here are individual responses:
Baratta Jennifer: Yep, more trouble ahead.
Sara K M: Yes, the finding out about Greg and Tamara goes very differently here, because of the added friendships. Yeah, the scene where Rumple tells him in this chapter probably goes about how you're thinking it will. I love those little Snowing romantic moments too. I love making sure to get those in as much as possible. They know there is chaos around them, but they can't help but still be happy. Yeah, I get that Whale would probably have a clinical mind about it, but he's just so creepy. He even came off creepy to Snow in canon and Persephone is not a fan of his work so I thought it would make sense that she put the kibosh on him being Snow's doctor. Artemis is Apollo's twin. Most of the time, they are the children of Zeus and Leto, but there are some myths that have Artemis as Demeter's daughter and since I love my twists, I went with that here. Plus, I wanted to bring Artemis in with Natalie Portman as the face claim. :)
Austenphile: It is very frustrating that Damon gets away with everything. I love Sheep Bros + Jefferson. They are a trio that is very fun to write and it usually comes off really funny. Yes, the mines scene became very different from how it was in canon. Here, Henry knows that they believe him, but Archie's harshness still led to him trying to prove it everyone else. Yep, Wilby to the rescue. I love Wilby. I thought Gremma was okay. I never hardcore shipped them, but yeah I would have been good with Gremma. Glad you liked the love scene and yep, for them, it's only each other. :)
Yes, Mary is vaguely remembering impressions of her first time with Charming. I agree, Regina is truly evil at this time. Thanks for the compliment on the love scenes. I love Snow and Belle's friendship too. Yep, Zades is scary. I know, I wanted to save Graham, but I just didn't see a way for it to happen. So at the very least I let all his memories come back and since the Underworld has a bigger role in this story, eventually we may see him again. Yep, Regina is pure evil again. :)
Naomi Blue: Yep, Jefferson is the official Storybrooke neighborhood watch, lol. Yep, Neal is in for a rude awakening. Yeah, there was no way that Persephone was allowing Whale to be her daughter's doctor so enter Artemis, whose face claim just happens to be Natalie Portman here. :)
Saberius Prime: Yeah, I wish I could tell you that Hook is going to do the right thing here...but I can't. Yes, this one is a bit of doozy too.
Grace5231973: Yes, Greg and Tamara are way overconfident here. You're right, Hook will end up on the floor again, but that's okay, because I ship Captain Floor pretty hard, lol. I know, Whale is so creepy and I wanted to bring in another Goddess here. Artemis was perfect and my face claim for her is none other than Natalie Portman. :)
Theinferno1536: Artemis' role is kind of to be decided. She has potential to be more than a one off character and likely will become part of the crew, but don't want to promise anything. I have given her the face claim of Natalie Portman though and if you know anything about me, you know I love her, so there is a good chance of her becoming part of the crew, like I said. :)
Number Ten: Yeah, Hook needs to learn a few lessons here. There may be hope for him. You know, I have to poke fun at Ethan Embry's(Greg) hairline in Once, because I remember him way back from the 90's movie Can't Hardly Wait(I'm showing my age). So I have to giggle at his poor receding hairline. No, no one wants Whale as their doctor. Enter Artemis to save the day.
Dreaming Out Loud
Chapter 67: Rolling in the Deep
Regina gazed around her former office with scrutiny and felt the anger still burn inside her. Snow had managed to steal this from her too and though her office was mostly still the same, there were touches here and there that told that this was no longer her office. First of all, the colorful bird painting on the wall disgusted her and the ivory basket on the receiving desk no longer held her delicious honey crisp apples. Instead, it offered other fruits and then there was her former desk. She picked up the picture frame on the desk and stared at it. It was Snow with her idiot husband and daughter...along with her son. And the woman that had killed her mother too. They were all smiles in the picture that was obviously taken recently. She pulled the bean pod out of her pocket that she had stolen from the bean fields.
Taking Henry and leaving this place with him would make him hate her even more at first, but she knew if she could just get him away from her enemies, he would eventually see why he didn't need anyone but her. She jumped, as she heard the door open and she was ready to disappear, in case it was Snow, but stilled, as Captain Hook waltzed through the door with a limp.
"Captain...you look like you've had a rough time," she commented.
"Indeed, I have. I've come to ask for your protection," he responded.
"How did you get out of Charming's jail?" she inquired. He smirked.
"I am a pirate...I have my ways," he replied and she easily bought that explanation.
"So you want protection from Gold, I presume? I'll admit, I'm surprised you'd show you face in this town after your murder didn't take. It makes me curious as to why you didn't flee once you acquired your freedom," she stated.
"No where to flee to...and we have bigger problems. That man, Greg Mendell that crashed into town...well, he's in league with some woman. She abducted me in New York and dragged me back here," he explained.
"They want me to make an alliance with you and then betray you. That's why they helped me acquire my freedom and then let me go," he confessed.
"Mmm...now that I buy," she confirmed.
"Well, I say that you and I make an alliance. Then we can skip the unpleasant betrayal business," he offered.
"Why should I trust you?" she questioned.
"I took up with your mother for a reason, may her soul rest. I'd rather not betray her daughter, if for no other reason than to honor her," he replied gallantly.
"Then you know she was killed," Regina stated evenly.
"Aye...by Snow White's mother, no less. She will be missed, but I will tell you this, Regina. I knew her well enough to know that what she wanted most in the world was to see you win. Now, I failed in my revenge. The best tribute I could give her is to help you with yours," he offered. Regina considered his words for a moment.
"Let me show you something," she said, as she opened her palm and revealed the bean pod.
"An escape plan? Oh, she would have loved that. She brought that giant for the beans so she could go back and start over with you," he confirmed.
"And now I'm going to do that with Henry, if you'll help me. This is how we're going to escape the total destruction of Storybrooke. If I can trust you," she prompted.
"Now when you say total destruction, this includes the Crocodile, yes?" he asked. She smirked.
"Oh yes...Rumpelstiltskin will die, but only if you help me," she replied. He smirked.
"Then I believe we have an accord, love," he confirmed.
Emma's yellow bug was parked inconspicuously outside the diner.
"So operation Cobra was about breaking the curse. This operation is about keeping Storybrooke a secret, so we need a new name," Henry chattered.
"Operation Tiger," Emma decided.
"Why?" Henry asked skeptically.
"I need a why? You never need a why," she protested.
"I want something like the town, something that hides in plain sight. Like a Praying Mantis!" he exclaimed. Emma chuckled and shook her head, as she heard the bell chime.
"Oh! Duck!" she called, as they ducked down in the seat. But she soon saw that it wasn't them.
"Nevermind...not them," she said, as they sat up again.
"Stakeouts are fun," Henry said.
"Not usually," she replied, as she looked at him with a smile.
"But this one? Yeah, kinda," she admitted.
"I like having adventures with our family. Even if it's not over there, it's fun here too," he mentioned.
"And after Dad realizes that he shouldn't marry Tamara, maybe we can have them with him, you know, the three of us," Henry added.
"Whoa, wait kid...that...we're not...that's not…" Emma stammered, but she was fortunately saved when Henry spotted Tamara.
"Duck!" he called, as they did, just as Neal and Tamara left the Inn and parted ways with a kiss.
"Operation Praying Mantis is on," Henry said. Emma sighed, as they got out of the car and she chased after her son, as they sneaked into the Inn.
Neal entered his father's shop and noticed that he was alone, waiting for him.
"I got your text...what's up? You said it was urgent," he said. Rumple nodded.
"Quite urgent, I'm afraid," he responded.
"Okay…" Neal said, as he was sufficiently weirded out by his father's strange behavior.
"I'm afraid I have something to tell you that will be hard to hear," Rumple stated.
"Okay...you're starting to scare me so why don't you stop beating around the bush and just be out with it," Neal responded. Rumple nodded.
"I'm afraid our friend Jefferson saw something last night that ultimately is going to be...hurtful for you to learn," he said, as Neal looked at him expectantly.
"He witnessed your fiance talking to Greg Mendell, last night...quite late from his telescope," Rumple began to explain. Neal raised an eyebrow.
"From his telescope?" the younger man asked skeptically.
"Yes...it's how Jefferson keeps an eye on things around town," Rumple informed.
"You mean how he spies...which is a bit creepy if you ask me," Neal interjected.
"Be that as it may...he has yielded information for us in the past this way. It's how he knew Regina was involved when Snow was abducted by Hermes. He saw her talking to an unknown man in an alley the night before," Rumple reminded.
"So what? Tamara has insomnia sometimes and she stepped out. Talking to some guy isn't a crime," Neal replied.
"Except they proceeded to do more than just talk," Rumple snapped, silencing his son.
"When their conversation finished...they kissed. And according to Jefferson, it was a lot of kissing, obviously by two people that are well acquainted," Rumple replied, as Neal was dead silent for a moment.
"Two outsiders that know each other...it cannot be a coincidence," he added.
"Tamara is not an outsider! That's what this is about, isn't it? You don't like her, so you're making up crap!" Neal accused.
"My dislike of her is irrelevant! That's not what this is," Rumple insisted.
"Yeah right! First Emma is on me about her and now you...I don't believe this!" Neal shouted.
"And why, pray tell, do you believe I would make this up?" Rumple questioned. Neal shrugged.
"I don't know! Maybe because you don't want to accept that I built a life for myself without you!" Neal accused.
"I would gain nothing from doing that...do you really think I would tell you that your fiance is cheating on you if it weren't the truth?! That I would do something like that to purposely hurt you?!" Gold retorted. Neal was silent and that silence was a sobering dose of reality for Rumpelstiltskin.
"So you do…" he realized.
"If you thought you were doing what was best for me...then yeah, I think you'd do it," Neal admitted.
"Well...then I surmise that there is nothing more I can say to convince you of what Jefferson saw. I should have known that coming from me...you wouldn't believe it. Perhaps you'd like to ask him for yourself," Rumple suggested.
"No thanks...he works for you," Neal responded. Rumple swallowed thickly, as silence settled between them again.
"Your fiance is acquainted with our other outsider and I'm not the only one worried that she means danger to this town...and the people we care for," Rumple stated.
"Tamara is not dangerous! And your word isn't proof to me that she supposedly knows this Greg Mendell...so what if she does? It doesn't prove anything!" Neal argued.
"It proves that Greg Mendell is not here by accident!" Gold retorted hotly.
"Nothing happens by chance or coincidence...that you know for certain," he added and Neal couldn't disagree with that.
"You may not believe me or Jefferson...but will you really doubt Emma's instincts about this woman?" Rumple questioned.
"Yes...because she doesn't know her like I do!" Neal insisted.
"Or perhaps you don't know her as well as you think," Rumple retorted. Neal shook his head.
"We're done…" he said, as he started to leave.
"So that's it...your son could be in danger and you're choosing to ignore all the signs that something is off with that woman?" Rumple called. Neal clenched his teeth and turned back.
"Don't!" he snapped.
"Don't you dare use Henry to get your way on this!" he growled, as he walked out and slammed the shop door behind him. He was furious, but Rumple could only hope that meant that his son was struggling internally with the inconsistencies regarding Tamara that not even he could ignore. He only hoped that was enough to keep him on guard, because if it wasn't and Rumple lost him again...he knew this time, it really would kill him…
Hook and Regina arrived at the library. Fortunately for them, Belle was out that day and they arrived at the elevator.
"This why it's a two-man job? You need me to lower you?" Hook asked.
"No...it used to be. Before magic," she replied, as she used hers to operate the elevator and they descended into the cavern below. As they touched down and stepped off the elevator.
"Do you ever wonder if this constant pursuit of revenge is the reason that we have no one who cares for us? I mean, when this is all over, and I know he Crocodile is dead, for good and all, I'll have nothing to look forward to," he mentioned.
"My life will be empty. Revenge may sate your being. But don't misunderstand me, my dear, it's an end and not a beginning," he added.
"For you, maybe. But not me. I have Henry...and destroying Storybrooke? Well, that seems like a small price to pay to allow us to live in peace," she surmised. Hook extended his arm to guide Regina further into the depths and she saw that he was wearing a cuff that once belonged to her mother.
"Where did you get that? It belonged to my mother," Regina questioned.
"Yes. Well, she enchanted it so I could climb the beanstalk, back in our world," he responded.
"I don't care why she gave it to you. It's hers and I want it back," Regina snapped.
"You plan to blow this town off the map and you're worried about a scrap of cowhide?" he questioned.
"She was my mother," Regina reminded.
"Well, she was my friend," he countered.
"Hardly," Regina scoffed, as she took the cuff from him and put it on her wrist.
"Now, follow me closely," Regina ordered, as they walked along the precipice of the cavern, careful not to fall into the depths below.
"Precarious. You couldn't have just hidden this trigger in the back of your wardrobe?" he asked.
"It had to be both well hidden and well guarded, though the well guarded part is no longer the case since those idiots freed Maleficent. Even if we weren't going to use it, it would have been time for me to move it's location anyway," Regina stated, as they arrived at a dusty glass coffin.
"Seriously? This is where it is?" he questioned.
"Where my revenge started...I had her and then her Prince came along and ruined it," she hissed.
"Ah...true love," he mused, as Regina thrust her hand through the glass and pulled out a velvet pouch. Hook watched curiously, as she pulled out a large black diamond.
"That's it?" he asked curiously. She nodded.
"The trigger that can end Storybrooke," she confirmed.
"Well then, love...I'd say we have what we came for down here," Hook said, as they boarded the elevator and returned to the surface, only to find Greg and Tamara waiting for them.
"What is this?" Regina questioned, as she looked at Hook.
"Just a couple of interlopers that want a piece in our plan, love," he responded. She smirked.
"Right...you're the woman engaged to my son's father. And you? I know now that Greg Mendell is just an alias for Owen Flynn," Regina retorted.
"You're right, Regina. I no longer go by the name Owen Flynn though...because of you and what you did," he growled. She snorted.
"And what about you? Why would you help this man if you're engaged to Neal Cassidy?" Regina questioned, as she looked between them and chuckled.
"So...it's like that…" she surmised.
"This isn't about Neal...this is about magic," Tamara interjected.
"Yes...they have a way with magic or rather against it...which means they are my best path to my revenge. I am sorry though, love. I didn't come to this decision lightly," Hook retorted.
"I'm sure," she spat, as she glared at the pair.
"Enough of this," Regina growled, as she attempted to summon a fireball in her palm. But it didn't work and she looked at her hand, as if it had betrayed her.
"Yeah, sorry...that's not going to work. Not anymore," Greg hissed.
Since their appointment at the hospital and confirmation of what they already knew, Snow and Charming had been walking on air a bit. They still needed to deliver the news about how Tamara was cheating on Neal to their daughter, but they agreed it was best to do so in person. Despite everything going on though, they couldn't help their giddiness and decided to go back to the station to wait for her. But when they arrived, their joy melted away, as they found Happy unconscious. David slapped the dwarf a couple times on the cheeks and he finally came to with a painful groan.
"Ugh...that really hurt…" he complained.
"What happened?" David demanded to know.
"Charming…" Snow said, as she was looking at the piece of paper that had been next to Happy.
"I think I know…" she uttered.
Regina looked at the black cuff with scrutiny and then at Hook.
"The cuff...you gave me this," she accused.
"No, you rather took it with vehemence, love," he corrected.
"You knew I would want it!" she cried.
"True…" Hook confirmed, as he gestured to the two outsiders.
"They rigged it with something that blocks your magic. It's impressive," Hook complimented.
"So...little bitty Owen does grown up magic if his own now," Regina hissed.
"It's not magic. Actually, this is something much better...science," Greg retorted, as the former Queen kept pulling at the cuff.
"You can stop doing that, it's not going to work. You might be able to get rid of the leather, but inside are the toughest metals and machinery known to man. And right now, they're counteracting every magic bone in your body," he boasted.
"Which one is she?" Tamara questioned, as she looked at her list.
"Uh...she was the Queen. The Evil Queen," he stated.
"Yes, I was the Queen," Regina confirmed.
"But now...here you're nothing," he retorted.
"And what are you?" she countered.
"I'm just a man...a man on a mission," Greg answered.
"And all this just to try and find your father. I already told you...I don't know where…" Regina insisted.
"Yes, you do!" he snapped.
"But that's not my mission," he continued.
"Then what is?" she questioned. He smirked in amusement.
"I'm not telling you. Bag her," he said, as Tamara put a bag over her head.
After Neal and Tamara left, Emma and Henry sneaked up to their room, where Emma proceeded to pick the lock.
"Did Dad teach you to do this?" Henry asked curiously. She smiled.
"He did...though surprisingly your Grams is really good at lock picking too," she replied and then looked at him.
"And no...he's not teaching this to you," she said, knowing that was where he was going.
"But it might be a useful skill someday," he retorted. She chuckled.
"Nice try," she said, as the lock clicked and the door opened.
"So once we find proof that Tamara is evil...I guess the wedding is off?" Henry asked, as they went in.
"Henry...Neal and I are not getting back together. You know that, right?" she asked. He shrugged.
"I mean, once he's single, it could happen. There could be music...and moonlight...and wine," he surmised. She sighed.
"Listen to me, Henry, I am onto Tamara for other reasons; not because she's with Neal, okay?" she asked. But before he could answer that he understood, they heard whispers, but she was relieved that it wasn't Neal.
"You need to go be the look out," she told him, as she ushered him out.
"But...what do I do? Whistle?" he asked.
"No, that's too obvious. You gotta hit the door. You know, just like this," Emma demonstrated, as she kicked the door.
"Like you're bored or stumble into it," she explained. He nodded.
"Hit the door," he replied.
"Yeah," she confirmed, as she went back inside to look around. She started by sifting through the drawers and the desk, but when she came up empty there, she moved onto the closet and under the bed. Her brow furrowed in frustration when neither of those yielded any results...until she stepped on a creaky board.
"Gotcha…" Emma said, as she heard him kick the door.
Neal rounded the corner to his room, still fuming about the conversation with his father, and was surprised to see his son waiting for him.
"Uh...hey Henry, what's…" Neal said, as he watched his son kick the door.
"Oh hell no, I taught her that. Emma!" he called, as he burst into the room with their guilty looking son.
"So you weren't here and the door was open…" she fibbed. He sighed.
"Emma...what's this about?" he questioned.
"Tamara...I think she's playing you," Emma confessed.
"Not you too," he muttered.
"How? How is she playing me?" he questioned.
"I don't know, but she's definitely up to something and what do you mean not me too?" she retorted.
"Oh, I just had a wonderful conversation with my father about some nonsense his stooge, Jefferson, concocted for him," Neal replied.
"What did Jefferson say?" Emma asked curiously.
"Apparently, my father wants me to believe that Jefferson, who spies on the town with a telescope of all things, saw Tamara locking lips with that outsider, Greg Mendell, last night. Which is crap," Neal replied.
"Why do you think it's crap?" Emma asked.
"Because Jefferson works for my father! He probably made it up, because my Dad doesn't like Tamara!" Neal exclaimed, like it was obvious.
"Oh my God...you are such an idiot!" Emma exclaimed back, as her phone started ringing.
"Why? Why am I an idiot?" Neal shouted back, as Henry watched them back and forth.
"Because Jefferson doesn't work for him anymore, stupid! He's a free agent and he doesn't lie about what he sees!" Emma shouted back.
"How do you know that?" Neal asked. She sighed and answered her phone.
"Hey Dad…" she answered.
"Emma...I think we have a huge problem," he said.
"Yeah...I'm starting to think so too. We're on our way to the station now," she replied, as she hung up and looked at him.
"Because it was my Dad that asked Jefferson to keep an eye on things around town, ever since Greg Mendell crashed into town. So, if he's working for anyone, which he's not, he's working for the Sheriff's department," Emma snapped, as she started toward the door.
"Let's go Henry," she called.
"Did Gramps say what was wrong?" Henry asked.
"No...I'm guessing it's not something he wants to get into over the phone, but if I had to guess, I'd say Greg Mendell and his make out partner are involved," Emma replied.
"Wait...you're taking Henry?" Neal asked.
"Yep, there's no way I'm letting him out of my sight now that I know our outsiders are probably dangerous. You coming?" she asked. He sighed and his mouth hung open in disbelief. This had to be wrong...it had to. Tamara couldn't be involved...but now there was only one way to find out.
"Fine…" he relented, as he followed them out to the bug.
August sighed, as he sat in the Goddess' small loft residence above her shop. He still didn't know what a Goddess like Hecate was doing in New York City, running a small herbal shop, but his mind was sufficiently blown by hers and Mushu's story. Though he was still confused on a lot of things.
"So...basically everything we've ever read about Circe and mythology is wrong," August stated. Hecate smirked.
"You mean the part where she seduced Odysseus and bore him three sons, because he was so wonderful?" she asked sarcastically. August smirked.
"So...you're saying men embellished those stories a bit," he surmised.
"Some of them...though the part where Zeus pretty much screws anything that moves is completely true," Hecate answered.
"So...for Circe's crimes against the Gods and humanity...she was banished here to the Land Without Magic," he stated. Mushu nodded.
"Magic was like a drug to her...and addiction. As much as it broke our hearts...power was soon the only thing she cared about. Her corruption was devastating to us, as was her banishment. But it was the only way to save all the realms from her darkness," he said sadly.
"As you can imagine, being banished to a place without magic is quite possibly the worst punishment she could ever receive and so began her quest to destroy what she could not have," Hecate added.
"So...this Home Office. She's the one behind it all?" he asked in confusion.
"Yes...and she has minions in this realm and many others," Mushu replied.
"So...where do you two come in? Did you come to this land to stop her?" he asked.
"After she was banished, I returned to my homeland for a time and resumed my duties as a guardian," Mushu explained.
"To the Fa family," August stated and the Dragon confirmed it with a nod.
"Of course...my abrupt leaving years earlier had brought disgrace upon me and the Fa family," he added.
"And you left, because you fell in love?" he asked.
"Yes...we were young and foolish," Hecate confirmed.
"But I soon showed the other ancestors why I am the superior guardian when I helped bring honor back to the Fa family in a way none of those idiots ever could," Mushu boasted.
"Then I assume you speak of Mulan and her story?" August asked. He nodded.
"Shortly after the war, I received the summons from Hecate that we had to leave. The Dark Curse was going to take an exorbitant amount of magic to this land and we knew Circe would sense it the moment she felt it," Mushu explained.
"We didn't know exactly what she would do, but if she were to come into her magic in this land...it would be incredibly devastating. She failed to take over in our realm, but there are not numerous Gods in this land to stop her this time," Hecate added. August shook her head.
"That's what I don't understand. Why does she have minions of the Home Office running around, supposedly destroying magic?" August asked.
"Because she is a master manipulator...like her father," Hecate answered, as a cool look passed between the former lovers.
"She could not recruit believers...that's too difficult. No one believes in magic in this land anymore. But to recruit those to hate something...now that is very easy. Her followers think they are destroying magic...but they are really only collecting it for her," Hecate explained.
"So...if Storybrooke is somehow destroyed by some magical cataclysmic event...what exactly would that mean for the magic there? It would be destroyed too, right?" he asked.
"So Circe's followers would hope...but not exactly. We're talking the mother load of magic here," Hecate replied.
"Okay...so say the worst happens and Storybrooke is blown off the map. What happens to the magic?" August demanded to know urgently. Mushu exchanged a glance with the Goddess.
"We aren't exactly certain, but an explosion like that, if our daughter was within range of it...we believe she would be able to absorb the magic, especially if she were using means that this world could provide her with," Mushu said.
"Means?" August asked.
"He means science. She has scientists that are able to combat and control magic, so it would only make sense that they might have developed ways to absorb or contain it as well," Hecate replied. August stood up.
"We need to go to Storybrooke…" he realized.
"Yes...I believe we do. If two of her minions are there already, it will not be long until she mobilizes more of her followers," Hecate said.
"And these followers...they're just normal people?" August asked. They nodded.
"They're everywhere. Most of them have regular jobs...some are highly educated and even hold government positions," Hecate confirmed worriedly.
"And positions in law enforcement as well," Mushu added.
"Just how deep does this all go?" August asked.
"Very deep...our daughter has had twenty-eight years to build her following, and if she gets her magic back...this land will become her Empire," Hecate warned.
"I have to warn everyone in Storybrooke," August said said with urgency...