Chapter 7:Wicked Game

"Hey," Mary Margaret greeted Emma as she came down the stairs to have breakfast the following morning. "I didn't see you come in last night, what happened?"

"You won't believe me if I told you," Emma said as she poured some coffee in her cup.

"Try me," Mary said.

Emma took a deep breath, but the doorbell rang.

"I'll get that," Emma said and ran to the door.

"Emma," Graham said. He was wearing a black hoodie.

"Graham," Emma said, "What are you doing—" She then pulled him in, "You'd get in trouble for this,"

"Oh my God," Mary said, "What...Graham... You're—"

"He's alive," Emma said, "And that's just one half of what you should know..."

Mr. Gold then entered the house, "This guy's gonna get us in trouble," He said as he got in, "And why didn't you lock the door?"

"Somebody tell me what's going on coz this is all so crazy..." Mary said.

Emam took a deep breath, "Graham's alive, he survived...and...apparently, everything in Henry's book is true."

"As in...the stories are real?" Mary asked.

"As real as we all are," Mr. Gold said, "And Graham, what exactly are you doing here? You should be in hiding. If Regina finds out—"

"I just wanted to make sure that Emma's alright," Graham said.

"I'm fine," Emma said reassuring Graham, "Last night was just...tough."

"You mean...I am Snow White?" Mary Margaret said.

"Yes," Mr. Gold said, "And Emma's your daughter,"

"But that's—"

"It seems impossible," Mr. Gold said, "But it's true. You sent Emma through the wooden cabinet that Gepetto made so she'd be safe from Regina's curse. And so she arrived in this world. And henry got her to come back on her 28th birthday. Again, time was frozen around here before Emma came."

"That's why everything was hazy," Graham said, "Why we couldn't remember how we all met."

"Oh my God," Mary Margaret said, "So Emma's my daughter...Emma's..."

"We'll talk about that later," Emma said abruptly, "And since you're here, Mr. Gold, maybe you could tell me the truth about you and Isabella now."

"Miss Swan, I—"

"You've asked me to keep her, to keep an eye on her, and yet you refuse to tell me everything. Or is there something you're ashamed to admit?"

"Right," Graham said, "Mr. Gold, why aren't you saying anything? What really happened?"

Mr. Gold took a deep breath, "I lost her,"

"We know that," Emma said, "But how?"

"I was mad at her because she...she kissed me, thus making me vulnerable, making me almost lose my...my power. So I...asked her to leave. And then when she returned home, her father...her father shunned her,"

"You mean, Mo French," Emma said.

"Yes," Mr. Gold said and went on, "Her father shunned her and...and that's all I know. Regina told me she killed herself, and I believed in that...but apparently, it's not true...I didn't know where she was and I didn't know where to look for her and then...and then I found Regina's file and—"

"Rumplestilskin," Isabella said from the stairs, "You're Rumplestilskin."

And Mr. Gold and the others looked at her, not knowing what to say.