Cassandra stood fidgeting from foot to foot watching Emma ask Ingrid questions through the glass.

"I can't believe someone has accused me of planning a curse." Ingrid said again, for the fifth time.

"You say you have no magic?" Emma asked, getting bored

"None at all, I was just a farmer's daughter in our world," Ingrid smiled, "Well, I suppose this is your world isn't it." She added gently.

"Okay, thank you for your help, if I have any more questions, I'll be in touch." Emma sighed, standing up.

Ingrid too stood up, shaking Emma's hand.

"Okay, I understand you have to take these sorts of accusations seriously. Do you mind me asking who named me?" Ingrid smile, following Emma to the door.

"You wouldn't know them." Emma politely replied, seeing Ingrid to the exit. With a sigh she turned to see Regina, Cassandra, Snow and Charming coming out of the observation room.

"She's guilty." Cassandra quickly said, she looked at the faces around her, all of them were filled with doubt.

"Regina, you believe me, right?" she said turning to her, desperately.

"I…" Regina faltered, "It's not that I don't believe you, but we need evidence."

"That woman is evil!" Cassandra shouted

"You said that about Emma and Elsa as well." Snow butted in,

"We need proof kid." Emma said harshly,

"I'm not a kid." Cassandra hissed at her, and set off running out of the station.

David and Emma went to start running after her.

"Wait, let me go." Regina said, "I'll call you when I've got her to calm down." She started heading out of the station.

"If." Emma muttered under her breath. "Now what?" she said looking at David and Snow.

"We go see Elsa and relieve Belle of Neal." Snow replied.

"I'm going to fill in Hook." Emma sighed, turning away from her parents.

Emma walked to the sheriff's office silently fuming, she was tired of these constant threats, having their lives disrupted. It frustrated her especially this time, as nothing had happened yet, they were just waiting for this threat to emerge.

Emma sat at her desk, and opened the bottom desk drawer, and stared at the box of her few personal belongings. She thought about her life before StoryBrooke, she hated to admit that the darkness inside her wasn't as unbelievable as her parents thought. Before here she had been no saviour.

"We should tell her." Snow said, she was sitting down, rocking Neal gently.

"What good would it do?" David asked, pacing.

"If she has no idea, how can she protect herself?" Snow said quietly, anger in her tone.

"If we tell her, she'll turn from us, you know that." David sighed, sitting down beside her.

"What we did was wrong, but we did it for her, she's a worth she'll understand." Snow tried to sound reassuring.

"I don't know if I can excuse it to myself."

Cassandra ran to Gold's Shop, she had never met him, but she knew how powerful a sorcerer he was. She also knew from her trip with Roland that his shop contained many magical objects.

She burst in, the bell jingling furiously, as the door slammed behind her.

"How can I help you?" Gold's face curled, as she entered, and marched up to the counter he stood behind.

"You're the dark one, yes?" Cassandra sharply asked.

"And you're the girl from the future." He smiled, "What can If do for you?"

"I need your help, I need proof that Ingrid is casting a curse." Cassandra said, her voice was cold, she knew that he liked to make deals, and she had to be strong.

"And why would I help you?"

"I'm willing to make a deal."

"Where am I in your future?" Gold smiled at her, trying to be strong and confident.

"You and Belle aren't there, you disappeared before the curse." Cassandra sighed.

Gold smiled, he knew what this meant, he could escape before this place went to hell, and he could make a deal with Ingrid.

"You have nothing I want." Gold smile"I have information about the curse that is coming." Cassandra smiled wickedly, hoping to tempt him.

"And why would I want that?" He smiled, "After all, you have already told me, I escape this curse."

"You do, but the hat remains here." Cassandra smiled, her eyes tinkling with wickedness.

Gold's face turned dark, and he walked towards her. Eyes filled with malace.

At that moment Regina came bursting into the shop. Cassandra's face softened as Regina entered, Regina however looked serious.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She demanded, with slight force, she grabbed her arm.

Gold watching the two of them, laughed suddenly.

Cassandra and Regina turned to look at him. Panic filled Cassandra suddenly, he knew she cared about Regina. He could hurt her.

"Don't," her voice slightly pleaded, but with that he disappeared into a cloud of smoke.

"Please promise me, you didn't make a deal with him?" Regina asked.

Gold appeared in the forest behind Ingrid in her intrict white dress, she was adding the finishing touches to her ice palace. She was angry. She had hoped to go undetected for a while, but now she was going to have to move up her time frame.

"Hello dearie." Gold called making her jump slightly, she had been too wrapped up in her own thoughts to hear him approach. She internally scolded herself for making such a stupid mistake.

"What do you want?" She sighed, dropping her hands, and heading into her castle, without even looking at him. She was not in the mood for the imps deals and games. Gold followed her in, a smile playing on his lips.

"What I always want to make a deal?" He said, he remained standing as she sat down in front of her mirror. Sidney's face appeared in the glass.

"And why would I want to do that?" She sighed, playing absent mindedly with a hand mirror.

Gold smiled at the mirror imbued with dark magic. "Because I can tell you who told the saviour about your shattered sight curse."

Ingrid sat up slightly, her eyes burning with interest. "And what would you want in return?"

"Immunity obviously, for me, Belle and Henry."

Ingrid looked at him suspiciously. Then looked to Sidney.

"What have you found out?" She barked at him.

"Your majesty, there is a young girl living with Regina. She says she is from the future. Regina has requested I find out everything I can about you. What would you have me do, your highness?" He replied.

Ingrid smiled and turned back to Gold. "See I do not need your deals."

Gold's face tightened. "Now I suggest you leave, and keep out of my way."

Gold instead came closer, leaning into her face.

"I know who the brats parents are."