Alice In Storybrook

I don't own Once upon a time,

An/ Thank you to those that have reviewed, it is my first Once upon a time fic, but i do alot of reading and watching so hopefully I've got them down, Oh and this chapter was meant to be the first one, but I figured I'd explain how she burn her hand, and how they all found out that Gold/Rumple was her father.

Alice In Storybrook

Chapter Two: Pasta, Meatballs, Wine and a little Magic

Dinner was pleasant, as they all sat down together to eat, August could barely contain his happiness, Emma, having seen the tell tale bump, connected the dots, unlike Henry and Gold, that was unaware of the situation and continued eating their pasta and meatballs

Emma watched August closely and then looked to Alice whom had been watching her, after Emma finished a bite she asked Alice "So, are you two Married?" August's head snapped up to glare at Emma

Gold chocked on his drink, "Does that really matter Emma?" August growled at her, looking gloatingly at Henry beside her

"No we aren't" Alice answered quietly, "are you married to Neal?" Emma flushed looking down at Henry

"No we weren't" Alice gazed at her a long moment,

"Aren't" Alice corrected, then looked at Emma a little longer as she tried to figure out what she was up to

"Weren't" Emma corrected her correction

"My Dad died saving people" Henry clarified, Alice smiled at Emma, finally understanding, Gold just quietly watching everyone, now that he stopped chocking

"And what is it that your father did Henry?"

"He was a fireman" August let out a laugh, receiving a glare from both women, so he shut up,

"Do you know anything else about him?" Henry shock his head 'no' then looked up at Emma, Quickly Alice moved the focus onto Rumple, "So what brings you to my neck of the woods father?"

"We are looking for Bae" he stated simply,

"Well you don't need to search far, I'll take you to him tomorrow" she smiled locking eyes with Emma, there was something unsettling about the way she was smiling at her, before she continued, August stood up with her plate in hand and said

"Now However, we will do the dishes, you and I, Henry" Henry Smiled up at him, as he picked up his plate and his mother's, Alice smiled as August took her fathers plate from him and offered to refill his now empty glass of wine, the Dark One simply nodded

As August returned to the table with Rumple's wine, Alice noticed his hand for the first time, his knuckles where covered in brown paper, moving her seat closer to his, she asked "What have you done?" taking the tender hand in her own, their skin tone was almost identical,

"A nervous flyer" he stated gruffly, trying, and failing, to pull his hand from hers, Alice looked at Emma, she didn't have to say a word to know that wasn't the case,

"You tried to use magic here didn't you?" Alice seemed saddened at the thought that her father still needed to think he was all powerful by using magic, looking down at their hands, the pair said nothing, until

"May I see what you've damaged" so that you could use magic, she didn't need to say it, he still heard it in his head as if she had, he nodded slowly, removing the paper, Alice seemed to be saddened more, if that was possible, Rumple felt an odd ping of guilt at his daughter's dismay of his injury

Emma said nothing, just watched the pair, until she heard laughter from the kitchen, she decided to see what her son and August were up to in there, Alice looked up to see Emma retreating into the Kitchen

"I thought she'd never leave" she muttered, as she placed her good hand on her father's grazed knuckles, "Magic is different here, It's alive almost, like you must ask it permission, not demand it bend to your every whim" his hand felt warm for a moment, if he hadn't looked down he would've assumed it was just her body heat,

But sure enough he had looked down, just a glance, then to stare, and there it was, a blue light had seeped out between her fingers as she healed his knuckles, "The magic here can only be used on other's, not to satisfy your own needs, that's why I can't heal this" she said, holding up her bandaged left hand and wrist

She answered him before he could ask "I burnt it cooking the pasta, wasn't paying attention when the door rang and put my hand straight in the pot" she laughed lightly, even though it hurt like hell, she was happy to heal her father's sore knuckles, Even if she had taken the wounds on herself, they wouldn't show until morning though.

But by then they will be all to distracted by Baelfire to even notice her hand, definitely Emma, she would have to explain alot to her young son if they ever wanted a trusting relationship again. But, morning will have to wait, for now, Alice had her fathers full attention, and it seemed like the perfect moment to drop her bombshell

"YOU'RE WHAT?!" Yep, a good night indeed.

~END CHAPTER TWO~