Chapter Four

"I don't like this." Dean replied, as I packed my bag.

"For once, I agree with him." David replied.

"I lost you once, Emma, why run off again?" He asked.

"I'm not running, and I was pulled into that stupid hat…I never jumped." I replied, remembering the fantasy land I was in for months. "Think this through!" Dean said. "Think this through?" I asked. "What if we get married one day, what if we have kids? What are we going to do then?" I asked.

"We'd cross that bridge when we get to it." He replied.

I shook my head. "Besides, if I don't go…we'll all die." I said. "And are you willing, David, to play the bluffing game with the one and only Rumplestiltskin who always gets his way?" I asked.

David just stood there, his arms crossed and giving me the death stare. "I'm sorry, guys, but I have to do this." I replied. I then headed out the door without a word.

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Twenty minutes later, Henry, Dean, Gold, and I were stuck together in the car. The radio was turned off, and everyone was silent.

"You sure this is going to work?" I asked.

"It worked before things went bad." Gold replied. I held my breath until we reached the town line. "Do you remember?" I asked.

Smiling, Gold nodded. We drove on. "So, what is this New York?" Gold asked, not answering my question. "I think it's like Boston, isn't it Mom?" Henry asked. I smiled a little, remembering the night Henry came into my apartment.

"Yeah, kind of." I answered.

We got to the airport around noon. Dean sighed, nervously. "I hate airplanes." He muttered, underneath his breath. I put a hand on his wrist, and looked up into his eyes. "You're going to be fine." I said, as we stepped further in line. Henry was first, and put everything in the basket, and stepped through the metal detector.

"What's this?" Gold asked.

"Detector," Dean answered, before I had the chance to. "Everything you own, except for clothes of course, must go inside the basket, and you must walk through."

"Really?" Gold asked.

I nodded. Hesitantly Gold began to put his belongings in the basket. But, he left the scarf on and still had his cane. "Sir, scarf and cane in the basket, please." The security said. Gold frowned and turned back to me.

"I can't." He said.

"You have to." I replied.

"Isn't there some other way?" Gold asked.

"By car it will be slower, this is the fastest way to get to New York and get to your son." Dean replied. Gold sighed. "But, what if I forget?" Gold replied.

I shook my head. "Do you honestly think, that I would let you forget, if you were this close?" I asked. Slowly, but unsurely Gold placed his scarf and cane in the basket. I saw him get a little dizzy, but he managed to get across the detector.

I hurriedly followed him, and quickly as I could placed the scarf over his shoulders again.

"You okay?" Dean asked.

Gold slowly nodded, and I directed him to our plane, while Dean just hung out with Henry.

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During the plane ride, Henry watched the outside world. He smiled, and pointed at every little thing. Gold just sat there, staring into emptiness.

"So, " Dean said. "So?" I asked.

"So, who's Henry's father?" Dean asked.

I smiled, and shook my head. "That was a couple of years before you Dean." I said. "Oh," He said, he sounded disappointed. "Oh," I mocked. "Why the oh?" I asked.

"It's nothing, so who's the father then?" He went on. I shook my head. "Some jerk, who's probably living in Canada, and has a wife and kids of his own now." I replied, looking into his eyes. Nervously, I looked away.

"I take it the relationship didn't go so well." Dean said.

"No," I said. "I got busted, on a crime, he was the only person who knew about it, I went to jail…he ran, and needless to say, Henry came out of that relationship."

I looked up at him, and frowned. "I'm sorry," I said.

"What?" Dean asked.

"I'm blabbering on, about my relationship…" I said.

"But, I asked you about him." He replied.

I smiled, before he leaned in and kissed me.

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We landed when it was dark.

Everyone was tired, and wanted to go to bed. "Stay close." Dean said, directing it to Henry. Henry nodded, as we found the hotel we were going to stay in.

New York was a big place, to find only one person.