Determined Rumpelstiltskin searched every corner of his library and pursued every rumor that could possibly bring back Rapunzel's magic back. He finally decided that he needed to consult to the Blue Fairy, she was his last hope. "Reul Ghorm!" he shouted in the middle of the woods. "Show yourself!" and the tiny fairy appeared behind him.

"What could you possibly want DarkOne?" she asked annoyed.

"I need your help." he said with as much sincerity as he could muster. "There's a girl." he took a step forward toward the fairy. "She's sick."

"What girl? Who is it?" she asked curiously flying a little closer to the goblin.

"Her name is Rapunzel." he came closer, now with in arms distance, and the fairy came closer, growing more curious about his problem. "Here. There's something you need to see." He conjured a fair large jar.

"A jar?" she asked confused.

"Look inside." he held the the opening to her, and she came closer again peering into the jar. He swatted her inside, and she screamed.

"What are you doing?!"

"Catching you Dearie!" he giggled, keeping his hand over the opening. Rumpelstiltskin teleported them to Rapunzel's room. The newly dark haired maiden laid staring at Belle's rose that now sat upon her night stand. Rapunzel had been ill and full of sorrow, and the rose had lost two more petals since Rumpelstiltskin had started the search to restore her. "How do I help her?" he growld at the woman in his jar.

"There is nothing!"

"Wrong answer Dearie!" and he shook the container and jarring the fairy.

"She used good magic to bring back the curse of the DarkOne! And she lost her power. That was the price!" the fairly shouted.

"Pixie dust gave her the power. More will set her right again." he said sure of his idea.

"No it won't! She brought back the DarkOne! No amount of pixie dust will ever make her like she was before!" then the fairy pointed at the rose. "When the rose losses its last petal, she will be dead Rumpelstiltskin." the fairy responded coldly.

"Maybe fairy sew will save her?" he crackled and shook the jar more. Rapunzel got up painfully from her bed, weakly walked over to the cruel man, and gently placed her hand on his arm.

"Let her go."

"Why should I?" He asked defiantly.

"She can't help. Just let her go." she reasoned.

"Very well." he said bitterly, before walking over to the window and letting the fairy go. The magical creature watched them at the window for a moment, while Rumpelstiltskin helped Rapunzel back to bed and sat beside her. She pitied them, decided to tell them what they needed for Rapunzel to live.

"There is one way you can live."

"How?" Rapunzel looked over to the fairy.

"Rapunzel you were born from good magic, and with that life came a gift. A gift that went wasted, because you never left this tower. You used good magic to bring a curse onto your true love, and because of that your power is gone. You could have lived happily together if you broke the curse and cut yourself from the magic of your hair. But you couldn't give up your power, and tried to take the easy way out. Now only he has to give up his heart if he wants to save you."

"Is there no other way?"

"That is the only way!" the fairy shouted. "It's no way at all. Even if he were selfless enough to give up his heart, it would change you forever. You and your power would be tainted with dark magic. Rapunzel you would be wicked and cruel, and live only for yourself." the magical creature warned.

"I wouldn't want to take his heart anyway." She took hold of Rumpelstiltskin's hand. "I don't want you to die for me."

"Only a heart with enough bloodlust to weave straw into gold will bring back your power, but it wouldn't be like before." the Reul Ghorm reminded. "The decision is yours." with that she disappeared into the night.

"Rumpel say you won't do it." Rapunzel pleaded to him, but he started to laugh maliciously.

"I know whose heart we need." He smiled with viciously, and with a destructive look in his eyes.