A/N: I know this is late. Hush up and read, so you can get the next chapters sooner. Oh yeah, fun fact for y'all: I've already got the next seven chapters planned out! And three very special people are introduced into the story next chapter! And if you want any hints, you might want to take a look at my tumblr:

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Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time or Doctor Who. If I did, I wouldn't let Moffat kill so many characters.

5. Let It Go

"Killian!" I shouted. "Killian Jones, you bloody pirate! Let me go; I have to find my brother."

"Sorry." He replied. "But you're on your own."

"You promised me, since I was a little child, you would help me get back to my family. You promised that you would always be there for me." I stared into Killian's bright blue eyes. "What have you done to that boy?"

"He grew up." Killian said sharply. "It's about time you did too."

He walked away with Cora, the evil sorceress, leaving me alone with four other women in Rumplestiltskin's old cell.

Backing up a bit. After Killian found the compass, Emma chained him to a pole in the giant's palace. I found a scrying glass, and used up a small bit of regeneration energy to reactivate it. The connection was horrible, but I didn't expect a century- old artifact to work well. I did manage to talk to my father, though, and he said he'd try to find me as quickly as possible. Everything after that was all a blur. I may have blacked out for a bit.

"What's that?" Emma eyed the scrying glass, sitting down next to me on the floor of the cell. I set the sheet of tarnished bronze on my legs, running my hand over it. "It's a scrying glass." I murmured. "I used some energy to make it work, like this." Wisps of gold smoke curled around the sheet, swirling around. "Show me... Rose Tyler." I commanded it. "She's my mum." I muttered, transfixed on the screen. An image of a woman, dressed in black, crying on an older woman's shoulder, flickered to life. "Rose? Mum?" I touch the surface gingerly, staring at the young woman. Hearing her name, she whipped her head around, eyes wide. She saw me, and covered her mouth. "El- Elizabeth?"

"Hi Mummy."

Smiling, she broke away from the crowd. "Elizabeth, what- are you alright?"

"Well, if spending several hundred years helping my adopted brother get revenge counts as alright- then yeah, I'm fine. Climbed my first beanstalk, fought my first giant...lots of running, too."

Mum stared at me sadly. "I'm sorry I gave you up, Elizabeth. But your dad and I- we couldn't raise you and John like we were living. You could've been killed."

"Speaking of Dad, where is he? I just talked to him 'bout an hour ago."

Tears appeared in my mother's eyes. "You don't- he didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

"I haven't seen your father in five years, Elizabeth. He's in a different dimension."

"Realm, you mean."

"No, realms are different. More easy to get to."

I stared at the screen blankly. "Dad- he's not... with... you?"

"I'm sorry, dear. I thought he would've told you."

"It's been over three hundred years for me, Mum. I haven't seen him since the day..."

"The day I let you go." Mum finished. "I really am sorry."

"It's fine. I- I'm just glad you're still alive. I was getting worried."

She glanced behind her shoulder, tearing up again. "I- my dad...he's dead. I wish he could've met you, just once. He would have loved you and John."

The image blanked for a moment. "Mum?"

"Eliz- John- love him!"

I heard a few garbled words before the screen went blank. Frustrated, I threw the glass against the wall, and burst into tears, glaring at the shards.

"Elizabeth? Hey, what's wrong?"

"Everything!" I screamed. "My parents gave me up when I was five, I don't know if my brother is even alive, and now I'll never get to see any if my family ever again!"

Emma's mother pulled me into her arms. Never having felt a mother's love before, I dissolved into tears. "As long as you have hope, everything will turn out all right."

As if he had been listening in, the familiar sound of the TARDIS filled the cave, slight winds pulling at my hair. Before long, a Type 40 TARDIS, disguised as a 1960's style Police Box, materialized in front of me. The door creaked open, and a tall, thin man in a brown, pinstriped suit and light brown trench coat stepped out, ruffling his hair. "Daddy!" I cried, running up to him. I hugged him tightly, fresh tears streaming down my face. "I thought you'd never come."

"Elizabeth, is that really you?"

"Hi Daddy."

"And who are your frie-" Dad stopped mid-sentence, grinning boyishly at Emma and her mum. "Snow White, it is an honor to meet you at last. And Emma, the Savior."

"Don't call me that." Emma's voice shook. "I'm no Savior."

"Ahem." Mulan stared at my father, probably thinking of ways she could kill him. Dad saluted, still grinning. "Captain Fa Mulan. It's an honor to meet you."

"Captain? I'm not-"

"Sorry." Dad said quickly. "I'm a time traveler; I often get events mixed up."

I stared at the TARDIS, smiling. "Hello old girl," I murmured, stroking the edges. "I missed you." By the hum I felt beneath my fingertips, I could tell she missed me too.

"Are you just going to leave us in here then?" Emma glared at me. "I thought you were different from him."

"I am NOT going to leave you in here." I said firmly. "I'm going to help you. You said there was squid ink in here, right?"

"Yeah, but the inkwell's empty." Aurora held up the dry inkwell. "So the Dark One lied."

I closed my eyes, breathing in deeply. I had trained myself to smell magic while on Neverland; it was almost second nature to me now. I opened my eyes. "It's here, but...faint. Check every nook in the walls."

Emma pulled a rolled up sheet of parchment out of the wall. "It's my name. Over and over again." She showed it to me, and I grinned. "This is it, Emma, this is our way out!"

I hugged my dad. "Promise me you'll come right away."

"I promise I'll come as soon as I can. She's a bit old, you know."

"Liz, come on!" Emma put her hand on my shoulder. "We need to go, Liz. You'll find your dad again. It's going to be fine." She looked over her shoulder at me. "You're going to love Storybrooke."

Dad kissed my forehead. "I'll come for you soon, Elizabeth. I promise."

I hugged him tightly. "I love you Dad."

"I love you too, Elizabeth."

I smiled, my throat constricting, walking backwards toward to portal. "I'll see you in Storybrooke!" I shouted, the wind pulling at my hair. Emma pushed me into the portal, and jumped in after.

I felt like an outsider in the middle of the family reunion I witnessed. I stood in the back of Mr. Gold's shop, staring fixedly at the polished, hardwood flooring. I tapped Emma's shoulder. "I'm going to find a place to stay."

"Oh. Yeah, okay. Granny's Bed and Breakfast is the only place in town, but it's really good."

"Thanks. I'll uh... I'll see you around."

"Okay. And Liz?"

I turned around, stopping in the doorway. "Yeah Emma?"

"I hope your Dad comes back soon."

I smiled softly. "Thanks Emma."

Since you Oncers know the basic plot, I didn't feel the need to put in every detail from the show. I'll be skipping around in the Once timeline (helooo, TARDIS). And in the DW timeline as well. Warning you in advance.