Author's Notes: I do not own Once Upon A Time which is a show on ABC where I guess they don't need Olaf. Anyway, thanks for the reads and reviews. I really appreciate them. Please let me know what you think and happy reading!
Sometime Last December
Neal landed back in the Enchanted Forest with a thud.
"Here, let me help you," said Marco.
Marco helped him up. Archie was dusting himself off. Neal was kind of glad to see he hadn't become a cricket since he wasn't sure how that was supposed to work.
Nobody ever had these questions in New York.
The Enchanted Forest. After all this time spent running away, Neal wondered what the hell he was doing back here.
"Now," said Archie, "how do we find August? I mean Pinocchio."
"My father's castle," said Neal.
Marco looked skeptical. "The Dark Castle?"
"It'll be fine," said Neal. "My father loves to use blood magic. I'm sure it will be safe for me."
Last January
Beatrice walked down the street to the library. She noticed Tinker Bell talking to Regina and groaned internally. One of the things that had been made clear in the short time she had a fairy godmother- well, two, really- was that one did not simply ignore her fairy godmother. She had stop and talk to her, even if she was talking to Regina.
"It's like you don't even want to be happy," Tinker Bell said to Regina.
"I have a curse to break," said Regina.
"You can't just use that as an excuse."
"He lives in the woods!," said Regina.
"Okay, what are we talking about?," asked Beatrice.
"Regina's soul mate," said Tinker Bell. "You know Leon?"
"Oh, him?," said Beatrice. "He's super nice. You're sure he's Regina's soul mate?"
Regina scowled at Beatrice. "It's not necessary to be so like your father all the time."
"I can't seem to help it, actually," said Beatrice. "His son is adorable. He's like a baby hobbit."
Regina continued to scowl.
"What? He comes to story time at the library," said Beatrice. "Hey, just to put this out there, we are currently in a curse situation and as I know you're aware- since you tried to trick my mom with it- True Love's Kiss can break any curse. So, maybe if you and Leon could, I don't know, start with coffee?"
"You're insane," said Regina.
"It's true. You don't want to be happy," said Tinker Bell.
"I'm done with this," said Regina getting up. She looked at Beatrice. "And if you are so concerned with True Love's Kiss, why don't you try it on that boy you've been spending so much time with?"
"I don't have a True Love," said Beatrice.
"Enough of that," said Tinker Bell.
Regina stalked away. Beatrice and Tinker Bell chatted for a few minutes until Beatrice saw Aurora coming her way.
"Weren't we going to eat?," she asked.
"Yes. You know what I feel like?," asked Beatrice.
Aurora rolled her eyes. "No..."
"Yes, Mushu's, what a great idea. Let's go," said Beatrice.
Neal, Marco and Archie made their way cautiously inside the Dark Castle. They had just gained entry when a voice boomed out at them.
"Stop where you are! Hands where I can see them!"
Neal frowned. "Hook?"
The pirate stepped out of the shadows. "Baelfire? What the hell are you doing here?"
"I could ask the same of you."
"I've come to rob the Dark Castle. What are you doing here?"
Neal shrugged. "Robbing the Dark Castle.'
Hook looked back. "It's alright, Smee. Just our old friend."
Smee stepped forward into the light of the torches.
"More importantly, why aren't you in Storybrooke?," asked Hook.
"I've got something I've got to do, that's all," said Neal.
Hook frowned. "What about your son?"
"I'll worry about Henry." Neal looked back at Marco and Archie. "Come on, this way."
Neal walked into the Great Hall, covered in dust and cobwebs as it was. There were still dishes on the table and on the floor he saw his father's old walking stick from lifetimes before.
He knelt down and picked it up, running his fingers along the notches Rumplestiltskin had made in it to mark his son's growth.
As he did and as he somewhat expected, a cabinet appeared.
"What's that?," asked Archie.
"Magic," said Neal.
Neal went to work looking through the contents of the cabinet.
"I thought only your father controlled the magic beans," said Hook, suddenly at his side again.
"They were guarded by blood magic," Neal answered tersely.
"So you stole from your father?"
Neal looked up at him. "What the hell do you care, Killian? You were about to steal from my father."
"Well, he's not my father."
"Is that all this is? You're not still looking for a way to kill him?"
"No, when I left Storybrooke, I left that behind. Now, what are you doing here?"
Marco spoke up. "My son."
"Yeah, you haven't seen a wooden guy around, have you?," asked Neal.
Hook frowned. "Can't say that I have. So, you've abandoned your son to find his?"
"I haven't abandoned my kid," said Neal.
"It seems as if you have."
"I have more magic beans. When we find August, we can go back."
Suddenly the doors to the Great Hall slammed shut and the men looked up in alarm.
"I think it's time to leave, Captain," said Smee.
"A sentiment I share at the moment, Smee," said Hook.
"The window!," Archie suggested.
As soon as they headed towards the windows, the glass was replaced with brick.
"What the hell?," said Neal.
"Hello," a woman's voice called out from behind them.
They looked behind them to see a green-skinned woman in black flanked by flying monkeys.
"Now, forgive me for listening, but did I just hear you say your father is Rumplestiltskin?," she asked, her lips becoming a smile.
Last January
Once at Mushu's the girls got their usual table and their usual waitress.
"Just look at her," sneered Aurora.
Beatrice sat across from Aurora as Mulan or rather Minh worked behind the counter of Mushu's.
"You do realize that she has no idea who she is and she doesn't know she supposedly stole your boyfriend?"
"My True Love."
"Sorry, I'm no expert, but if it was True Love, how did she steal him?"
"Philip awoke me from the sleeping curse. Of course it was True Love."
Beatrice nodded. "Okay, then..."
Mulan/Minh came over with their appetizers, some steamed dumplings.
"Here you go," she said.
"Oh, I thought we got the order of six," said Beatrice.
"I had the cook add in a little something extra," she said, turning to wink at Aurora.
"Okay, thanks," said Beatrice.
Aurora grimaced as Mulan walked away.
"That is the fourth time we've gotten extra food," said Beatrice.
"I know. Do you think she's trying to make me fat?"
Beatrice paused. "Hold on. I can solve this." She picked up her phone and started texting.
Hook, Smee, Marco and Archie soon found themselves magically transported to the dungeon of the Dark Castle.
"Ah, home at last," said Hook.
"I can't say I share the sentiment," said a man.
A man stepped forward out of the shadows.
"Who are you?," asked Hook.
"Robin of Locksley. And you?"
"Captain Hook of the Jolly Roger. This is my first mate, Mr. Smee."
"A pleasure to have you join us," said Robin.
"What are you doing here? You can't have been in the Dark Castle this whole time?," asked Hook.
Robin nodded. "We had the misfortune of staying here when the Wicked Witch decided to take up residence," said Robin.
"The Wicked Witch?," asked Archie.
"Zelena. Surely you met her by now. She seems to have a fixation with the proper owner of this estate."
"One I believe the Captain shares," said Mulan.
Hook turned as the warrior woman stepped out of the shadows, flanked by Prince Phillip.
"Ah, Mulan, I had nearly forgotten about you," said Hook.
"Where is Aurora?," demanded Phillip.
"The princess is fine," said Hook. "She's in Storybrooke, she has a part-time job at the library as I understand it."
"A job?," Phillip asked incredulously.
Mulan stepped forward and grabbed Hook by the throat with a surprisingly strong grip.
"We can't trust him. He worked with Cora."
"Times have changed, love. Nobody's heard from Cora in some time."
"Not so," said Robin. "You just met her daughter."
"Regina?"
"No, her other daughter. Zelena," said Phillip.
"Cora is being held prisoner elsewhere in the castle," said Robin.
Hook looked at Mulan. "Do you mind letting me go, love?"
"Yes," said Mulan.
"The way I see it, we're all in here together," said Hook.
"Mulan, he's right," said Phillip. "We need all the friends we can get in here."
Mulan released Hook and turned to Phillip. "He wants the same thing as the Wicked Witch, revenge on Rumplestiltskin. What will keep him from siding with her?"
"Well, allow me to reassure you," said Hook, "I have given up revenge on Rumplestiltskin. I even accompanied him on a mission to save his daughter."
"The Dark Princess?," asked Robin.
"You know the Dark Princess?," asked Mulan.
"Yes, of course I do," said Hook. "Why?"
"Because Zelena seems to think that she is the only one who can defeat her," said Mulan. "She wants to kill her."
"Well, she's just going to have to get to the other realm to do that first, isn't she?"
"Actually..." began Archie.
Hook looked back.
"We had some extra magic beans," said Archie.
"Extra magic beans?," asked Hook. "You brought extra magic beans?"
"There won't be any stopping her," said Robin.
Last January
"I am not your personal private detective," said Joseph, looking at Beatrice.
"Since when?," Beatrice asked with a smile.
"What is the point of this?," asked Aurora.
"She's coming back," said Joseph.
Beatrice was surprised as he placed his arm over her shoulders.
"What are you doing?," asked Beatrice.
"Play along."
"So, do you guys know what you want?," asked Minh.
Joseph looked at Beatrice. "You first, darling."
Beatrice tried to get her heart back in her chest. "The Mongolian Beef, please."
"That sounds good," said Joseph. "I'll have the same."
Aurora ordered something that Beatrice wasn't quite catching because she was slightly distracted and Minh left.
"What is going on?," asked Aurora.
"Oh, her?," asked Joseph. "She's in love with you."
"What? No, she stole Philip from me," said Aurora.
"I assume bisexuals exist in the Enchanted Forest," said Joseph.
"That's crazy," said Aurora.
Joseph turned to Beatrice, their faces were only a couple of inches apart.
"You said you've been here multiple times and she's given you free food. Not a mistake, it's part of a larger plan. That leads to what plan. It's obvious from the way she's been looking you over."
"She's been looking me over?," asked Aurora.
"Yes, hitting all the high points, but she was holding back. I assumed that was because of Beatrice, that she thought you two might be a couple so I've taken her out of the equation hence this display," said Joseph. "Free food plus worrying about rivals plus that looks equals love."
"Is that what we're doing?," asked Beatrice.
"I'd say it's working," said Joseph. "What about you?"
"Yeah, I think so."
Aurora shook her head. "I'm going to powder my nose."
"Good, I'll watch her watch you leave," said Joseph.
"Are we just going to stay like this?," asked Beatrice.
"Much more convincing if we do..."
"Mulan just left, though."
"Never give up a good disguise."
"Disguise is always a self-portrait."
"How are your father and grandfather coming with finding who cast the curse?"
Beatrice frowned. "You want to ask about my father and grandfather right now?"
He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Yes."
"Well," said Beatrice, "to cast the Curse you need the heart of the thing you love the most."
"Cheerful."
"I thought so," said Beatrice. "Nobody seems to be missing anyone."
"I thought you said Aurora hadn't found Philip."
"Well, no-"
"And Mulan, she was involved with him?"
"Well, yeah, but why would Mulan cast the Dark Curse? This isn't Regina we're talking about."
"An honorable woman, a warrior like Mulan, no matter how upset she was would never be so spiteful. Just as she would never give any thought to sacrificing herself so it wasn't to save her own life. She's disciplined enough to crush the the heart of the thing she loved most, but she would need a very good reason."
"To save someone," said Beatrice. "But who would she need to save people from?"
Aurora returned and sat down.
"Was it a good kiss?," Joseph asked quietly.
"I don't know what you mean-" Aurora stuttered.
"You left, then she left. Now your lipstick is smeared, your hair is mussed and your top is disheveled."
Beatrice had to turn and look. Joseph was right.
"Oh, my God," said Beatrice.
Aurora looked mortified.
"I'm not judging or anything, just..." Beatrice said. "Oh, my God!"
"Do you think I know what to think?," asked Aurora. "I am supposed to be with Philip."
Aurora got up.
"Where are you going?," asked Beatrice.
"Home."
"We were supposed to have dinner. Don't be lame," said Beatrice.
Aurora stalked out.
"She took that well I think," said Joseph.
"Do you really think that's what happened to Philip?"
"It would explain why you've been unable to find him."
"It's not like we found Hook yet, either."
"Hook?," asked Joseph. "As in Captain Hook?"
"As in my dad's first wife's boyfriend."
"Really?"
Beatrice nodded. "He's also got a thing for Emma."
"Why don't you use your locator spell?"
"I need something that belonged to the person."
"Like this?," asked Joseph, holding up a gold clasp with a seal emblazoned on it.
"You stole that from Aurora," she stated.
He shook his head. "Your point?"
Hook had been a prisoner in many lands. It came with the territory of being a pirate, but Zelena asked very little of her captives. They sat in the dungeon and waited.
And waited.
Until one day, Marco vanished before their eyes.
Not long after, the doors to the dungeons opened and they were summoned to the Great Hall.
"Welcome," said Zelena. "I needed an audience. A girl does like to be noticed."
Hook looked around.
"Cora," he said.
"Captain," said Cora. "You broke our deal."
"You hardly seem in a position to complain," he said, motioning at her iron bonds over her hands.
Preparing to trade barbs with his one time partner some more, he happened to look across the room. Neal was tied to a chair, looking worse for wear. He rushed over.
"Baelfire."
"I'll be fine," said Neal.
He looked up at Zelena. "What have you done to him?," Hook demanded.
Zelena shrugged. "I only asked a few questions. He didn't want to give up the answers that easily, but I found my way around that."
"What do you want, Zelena?," Phillip asked.
"I thought you would never ask. I want to enact the Dark Curse, that was why I sent your friend there. It seemed he was terribly worried about his son, the wooden man who just happened to be a guest of mine and he didn't care if he took Regina's scroll."
Marco looked down guiltily.
"If you want to get to the other realm, there's no need for that," said Archie. "You can just use the magic beans we brought."
"No, I know that. I want to enact the Dark Curse."
Phillip shook his head. "Why would you want that?"
"Because when I do, Rumplestiltskin and my mother and sister will finally know who was the most powerful. It should have been me all along. I got nothing and Regina got everything."
"Well, it hasn't exactly made her happy," Hook offered.
"I'm willing to take the chance," said Zelena. She walked to Cora.
"Zelena, perhaps I was wrong-"
"You were wrong," said Zelena, taking out a small dagger. She cut a lock of hair from Cora's head. "That's alright, though. We are going to do it all over."
She tossed the hair in the cauldron as it continued to bubble.
"And what the hell does any of this have to do with my sister?," asked Neal.
"Well, if you must know, the Dark Princess has the four elements I need for my spell," said Zelena. "All wrapped up in one nice little package that will break Rumplestiltskin's heart. You would have done well enough, Baelfire, but you'll work as a distraction."
"What four elements?," asked Mulan.
"I would rather discuss today's spell," said Zelena. "I need a heart."
Zelena's captives looked furtively to each other.
"Not just any old heart, the heart of the thing you love the most..."
Cora looked nervous.
"Don't worry, Mother," said Zelena. "You did such a good job that I don't love anything. So, someone else will have to pick."
She looked to Robin. "There is always the heart of your adorable little son..."
"You're a twisted soul," spat Robin. "I would never do that."
"What if I killed all your men? How many would you let die to save your son?"
"Leave the boy alone, Zelena," said Hook.
Zelena turned to Hook with an amused smile. "Is the pirate trying to be noble?"
"I harbor no illusions about what I am but I have no desire to watch others suffer because you are unhappy."
Zelena shrugged. "That's exactly why they must suffer."
She stopped and walked back over to Mulan and Phillip.
"Which one of you will it be?," asked Zelena.
"I would never help you," said Mulan.
"You grow tiresome. I never said you had a choice." She looked between the two. "One of you is losing a heart today or I will kill everyone in the dungeon. I'll make my mother's massacres look like picnics. One dies for many. You nobles can do the math, can't you?"
Phillip looked at Mulan.
"Phillip, no," said Mulan.
"You have to," said Phillip. "It's the only way."
"You know something?," asked Zelena as Mulan glanced at her. "He's right."
With that, Zelena plunged her hand into Phillip's chest and pulled out his heart. The prince staggered to the floor. Zelena held the heart in front of her.
"Crush it," she commanded.
"No."
"Yes."
"That will kill him!"
Mulan looked to Phillip.
"I can still slaughter everyone here if that's what you want," said Zelena.
Mulan looked around the room at the rest of the hostages as Zelena placed the heart in her hands. Slowly, she took the steps up to the cauldron and held her breath as she crushed Phillip's heart and the smoke began to plume.
"Thank you, that will do nicely," said Zelena.
Mulan turned back to the witch.
"I will kill you for this if it is the last thing I do."
"You'll have to remember me first," said Zelena. She looked to her audience. "You're all free to go now. The Curse cloud will take care of you soon enough."
Hook walked over to Neal.
"Except for him," said Zelena.
Hook looked up in surprise.
"As I said, Rumplestiltskin is going to need a distraction."
"It's okay, Killian," said Neal.
"Captain, come on," said Smee.
Hook gave one last look at Zelena and hurried along with the other fleeing captives. It was chaos as they ran and jostled. Hook watched as Robin scooped up his boy to run for it.
He turned around.
"Captain!," Smee objected.
Hook ignored his first mate and went in the Great Hall. The cauldron that held the Dark Curse was beginning to bubble over. Neal was still tied to a chair, but Cora and Zelena were nowhere to be seen. The only other occupant of the room was the deceased Phillip.
"I told you to go," said Neal.
"And I remembered that you were a boy once," said Hook, untying the ropes.
"Zelena's curse..."
"Don't worry."
"I've got to warn my family."
"I know," said Hook, releasing him from the ropes. He helped him up and he walked weakly. "If we hurry, there may be another way to Storybrooke."
"There's no time."
They made it out into the gardens. The others were far ahead of them.
"Killian, stop," said Neal.
"Baelfire, we have to hurry," said Hook.
"No, you have to hurry," Neal grunted. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a magic bean.
"You still have one."
"Yeah, I figured it couldn't hurt to hang on to one." He put it in Hook's hand. "You take it."
"I'm not abandoning you here."
Neal shook his head. "I'm too weak to use that and we both know Zelena wants my father to suffer. I'll be alive for a while with whatever she's got planned. You go to Storybrooke and warn my family. Tell Bea I'm sorry."
"Baelfire, I can't-"
"You owe me, Killian," said Neal. "You owe me."
Hook closed his hand over the bean.
Hook threw it to the ground and the earth opened up, creating a portal. He gave Baelfire one last look and jumped in.
As he did, Zelena flew in on her broom. She waved her hand and the lights of the portal flickered and burst into light.
Neal looked up. "What the hell did you do?"
"Don't worry, Baelfire," said Zelena, the smoke growing larger behind her. "He'll be fine, he's just taking a little side trip. It ought to be enough time for me to get my revenge on the Dark Princess."
Neal slumped to the ground. "Look, whatever my father did to you, he's not going to just let you hurt her. That's one thing he's always been pretty clear on."
Zelena laughed. "By the time I'm done, he won't know she ever existed."
Neal frowned at that as the smoke grew and billowed to envelop him.
Last January
Beatrice walked in the house. Martha greeted her and Joseph as they walked to the kitchen.
"Where are your parents?," asked Joseph.
"Probably at the hospital with Neal," said Beatrice. "Do you want anything?"
"I'll make tea," said Joseph. "I've run out of what your mother gave me."
Beatrice raised an eyebrow. "She gave you her tea?"
"Yes, at Christmas."
"Don't tell my dad. That's his tea." She walked to the china hutch and waved her hand. A drawer popped open. "One locator spell."
"His tea?," asked Joseph as he filled the kettle.
"His tea," Beatrice repeated, getting a Coke out of the fridge.
"How did your parents meet?," asked Joseph. "I can't imagine your grandfather getting trapped in anyone's dungeon."
"They made a deal. He saved her people from ogres and she was to be his servant forever."
Joseph frowned at her.
"He let her go," Beatrice said defensively. "Then she came back and he kicked her out, then she came back again. It's better than it sounds."
"And how did they raise a daughter who won't drink tea?"
"They didn't. We were separated. I just moved here a few years ago."
"Oh. I'm sorry."
Beatrice sat at the counter. She shrugged. "It's fine."
"Not really," said Joseph.
As Beatrice eyed him, the kettle whistled and he busied himself with making the tea.
"I, uh, I thought I had been abandoned when I was three," said Joseph.
"Oh, my God," said Beatrice.
"A boy around my age found me in his back garden. My brother. John. When no one came forward, his family adopted me."
"You were just abandoned?"
"I thought I was, now I'm not certain." He shrugged. "Really. I've been alright. I've had a family. My adoptive parents died a few years ago, my aunt and uncle have looked after us since then."
"Why aren't you in school or something?"
"It's a long story," said Joseph, bringing his finished teacup over to the counter.
"Why don't you think you were abandoned anymore?," asked Beatrice.
Joseph shook his head. "Just some things that have come to light."
"There's more to it."
Joseph looked down. Beatrice's hand was on his knee.
He shook his head. "You don't want me, Beatrice."
"I don't?"
"You're a princess. Shouldn't you have a prince or something?"
"I don't have a prince and if you knew more of them, you would know what dorks they are."
Beatrice leaned forward towards Joseph, thinking she must be on the edge of a huge disaster.
It wasn't like he could turn into a frog, was it?
She closed her eyes as their lips crashed against each other and they flew back open as she felt a wave of magic.
It was magic, right?
"What's the matter?," asked Joseph as they broke apart.
"I'm not sure."
"I thought it was going rather well."
"Yeah, let's get back to that," said Beatrice, returning to kiss him.
Then there was an urgent knock at the door.
"Are you kidding me?!," shrieked Beatrice. She then realized Martha had been watching the whole thing. Wow, the dog liked to stare.
"Excuse me," said Beatrice. "I have to go smite someone."
Belle and Gold had been spending most of their free time in the hospital visiting Neal, who incidentally was still cursed to hate them, convinced that they had some scandalous affair that ruined his life. Belle knew that her True Love found it taxing, but he was a glutton for punishment if it meant seeing his son. She walked up to Gold and handed him a cup of tea as he paced in the waiting room.
"Thank you, sweetheart."
"You're welcome," said Belle.
"Where is Beatrice this evening?"
"She was going to eat with Aurora."
"Not the boy?," he asked, taking a sip.
She was about to speak in defense of the boy when she felt a ripple of magic. Everyone in the hospital stopped;
She looked up at Gold. "What was that?"
"The Curse being broken."
Gold began to turn back towards the hospital room as the door swung open.
"Papa," said Neal.
"Bae."
They hugged tightly and Neal broke it off before Gold.
"Where's Bea?," he asked urgently.
"Beatrice?," asked Gold.
"You've got to find her. Zelena, that's who she's after. She needs her for a spell."
"Who's Zelena?," asked Belle.
Gold had his phone out, praying that she would answer.
Beatrice opened the door to find Hook.
"Oh, seriously, Hook," said Beatrice. "You can come back-"
Beatrice began shutting the door as Hook stuck his hook between it and the frame.
"What is your problem?," asked Beatrice.
"Where is your father?"
"I don't know. Why? Are you trying to kill him?"
"Your mobile is ringing," said Joseph, coming in from the kitchen. He looked at Hook. "Is there a problem?"
"I should say, mate," said Hook, pushing through the door into the front room. "I came to warn you all."
"Warn us all about what?"
"The new curse," said Hook.
"Yeah, you're kind of late for that," said Beatrice.
"It's not my fault," said Hook. "Baelfire and I attempted to escape Zelena, but he was too wounded to continue. He sent me with the magic bean to come warn you all, but I found myself in a strange land called Orange County-"
"Oh my God, I want to see that on Bravo," said Beatrice.
"Suffice it to say between the wenches I met there and a mystical force called the TSA, I had a difficult time traveling. There is no respect in this realm for a man's hook."
"Who is Zelena?," asked Joseph.
"Yeah, who is Zelena?," asked Beatrice.
Hook looked at her in surprise. "Do you mean to tell me you don't know?"
"No..." said Beatrice.
"She knows you."
"Well, I don't know her."
"You do, but you don't remember," a voice from behind her added.
They turned around to see a woman in black.
"We met back in Oz. We made a deal for you to return home so you could go back to your precious family and I gave you this time. Time is up."
"Watch yourself, love," said Hook.
"Oh, Hook, I'm surprised at you."
The front door slammed behind them and Cora appeared from the kitchen.
"What happened to your thirst for revenge? You were so determined," she said.
"Oh, seriously, you too?," asked Beatrice. "Where did you two meet? Craigslist?"
"Can't you see the resemblance?," asked Zelena.
"Mother and daughter," said Joseph.
Beatrice turned to him. "Really? You're going to have to walk me through that one."
"No time, Princess," said Zelena, approaching closer. "Let's get down to business. Who do you love more?"
"What?"
"Is it this boy or your mother? Maybe Rumplestiltskin's your favorite, though I can't imagine it."
"What do you want?," asked Beatrice.
Zelena shrugged. "I want you."
Beatrice suddenly found herself in Zelena's clutches as Joseph and Hook stepped forward.
"How valiant, but one more step and I squeeze the life out of her. I don't need her in pristine condition where she's headed," said Zelena. She leaned down to Beatrice. "And don't you try to get clever."
Beatrice struggled against Zelena. Seeing this, Cora stepped forward and reached her hand into Joseph's chest, pulling out his heart.
"Put it back," said Beatrice.
"And why should I?," asked Cora.
"If you don't, I'm not going anywhere. You know I'm good. I can hold out long enough to disrupt whatever you have planned. Crush it and well, nobody's leaving this room."
"She's got her father's brains," said Zelena.
"Just what we need," said Cora. She slammed the heart back into Joseph's chest leaving him reeling again.
He struggled to catch his breath. Beatrice, Zelena and Cora disappeared in plumes of smoke.
Joseph turned to Hook. "What the hell just happened?"
