Bae, as he looked out the window of the castle, felt Rumple's gaze on his back. Rumple stood from his spinning wheel and walked over to Bae. The boy outgrown his childlike appearance and had transformed into a wise-beyond-his-years-looking teenager. Rumple placed a loving hand on his back. "Bae..." He started unsteadily. "Why don't you and I go for a walk in the gardens, hm?"
Bae didn't respond. He felt...emitionless...and he liked it. "Bae, come on now," The Dark One turned his son to face him. "tell me what's wrong." Bae hadn't, yet, grown out of his innocent looks. "Just the usual."
Rumple's face darkened. "This is the last time i'm going to ask, Baelfire. What. is. wrong." Rumple held Bae's chin in his hand. Baelfire gave a mischeous smile, much like his father's. "Nothing, Papa. Everything's fine." Rumple grapped his son's hand and inspecked his nails. They had oveously been bleeding.
"Bae, i've given you everything you could want, a castle and other countless gifts. What else is there that i can give you?" Rumple's voice was pleading. "So we can be a family again."
"I want one person."
Rumple's smile brightened. "And who is that, Bae?"
"My father...but you will never give up your magic. Not for me; not for anyone."
Baelfire stormed to out of the room and into his own.
"What happened to you, Bae? What did I do wrong?"
Baelfire fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. He dreamed of a forest with a blue sky and an ocean surrounding it. He was on top of a cliff overlooking the ocean. The sweet air made him feel...alive. He felt a loving, fatherly hand touch his back. A boy came into his line of sight, with a familiar smirk on his face. "You finally came home, Bae." He felt like he belonged here. "Home?"
"Yes, home. This is where your dreams brought you. This is your home, where you belong."
"Where are we?"
"Neverland. Come on. I have so much to show you."
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