David convinced Rumpelstiltskin to come and assist his daughter without giving him too many specifics of the case citing the dark one owed them for saving his life. Rumple waltzed into the sheriff's station and Emma stood quickly and greeted him. "Seems you've gotten yourself in quite a bit of a jam Miss Swan." he said with a smirk.
"Yes well, this was done to me. I need your help to undo it. What is the price?" she asked point blank.
"What is it that you require of me Miss Swan?"
"Well first, I have a penis. We can fix that first." she said with purpose. The damn thing hurt it was hard and throbbing and rubbed against the inside of her dad's sweat pants and all she could think about was her father's junk had been in those pants and now her thing was in there and just, ew .
Surprise on his face at the admission of her phallus put the blonde at ease. This effectively ruled out the dark one as the perpetrator of this crime in her mind. "I simply can not 'fix' that problem Miss Swan. As you know the enchantment comes with a very specific set of specifications in order to perform."
"No, I do not know, Gold! I didn't enchant this… THING onto myself!"
"Oh. Well that poses a problem dearie." he replied looking down at the floor seemingly thinking of a way to assist the blonde. "Unfortunately you may need to ride the storm on this."
"Wait what does that mean, exactly."
"Every enchantment known to conjure a phallus is temporary. It will revert back to your natural state in due time."
"How much time are we talking?" Emma asked horrified.
"Well since we do not have an idea on the enchantment used, I can not say for certain. However anything more than a few weeks is unlikely." she cringed and he smiled at her discomfort. "How may I ask did this happen?"
"We don't know yet." the blonde grumbled.
"Alright. Well are you sure you didn't do this to yourself? You are quite powerful Miss Swan, there are ways that this enchantment can be cast with little to no effort for one born of True Love."
"No. I have memory gaps. I'm certain this was done to me."
"Memory gaps?"
"Yes. I came into work and was doing paperwork then suddenly I was here. With a penis. David told me I sexually assaulted my son's mother."
"Regina?" the man's eyes briefly held the shock he felt at the prospect. "You don't remember anything? Were you drinking alcohol?" he questioned.
"NO! I was on duty! I was at WORK! And even if I were drunk, I would never hurt Regina! Not ever!" she screamed at him, her angry voice echoing off the empty station.
He started to pace with this new information and that put Emma right on edge. "Alright Miss Swan, let's say I believe you. I will need to do some research on your situation in order to help you better."
"You'll help me?" Emma asked in a tiny voice.
"Of course. I do believe I owe a debt for saving my life. Besides this magic that was performed here was no small task. If someone other than yourself or Regina has this level of skill, it is urgent we find out who that person is immediately. This seems to be rather personal, but given the Queen's rather long list of crimes narrowing it down will be difficult. It would be quicker to find out who has a grudge against our Sheriff." he said with a lifted eyebrow. "I will be back in a couple days, please have a short list of potential persons ready for me when I return." he said and stalked away.
"Thank you Gold." she called after him. He just lifted his hand in recognition and walked out of the station. She laid back down on the cot, and tried to will her penis away.
Regina was sitting next to her sleeping son's bed when the all too familiar click of Mr. Gold's cane echoed in the hallway leading up to the Mills' private room. She stood quickly and quietly closed the door that was slightly ajar, hoping that he was there for some other reason than to see her. Her hopes were dashed as a firm knock on the wooden door echoed loudly within the room. She took a deep breath, knowing she looked as bad if not worse, than she felt. She lifted her head with the poise of the queen she was and answered the door.
Alarm quickly passed over the dark one's features before he looked away from the queen in shock. He cleared his throat and asked if he may come in. She reluctantly opened the door wider and quietly allowed him entrance. Her anxiety of the dark one having knowledge of what had happened to her was palpable within the room and he made his way closer to the bed where her young son, and his grandson rested.
"Is he alright?" Rumple started, uncertain on how to begin with the queen. "Why are you here Rumple? I didn't ask for your help." she answered sharply.
"No, but Miss Swan did." he replied shortly.
"I have no desire to help you help her. She did this to me. She did this to Henry. You may leave Dark One. You will get nothing further from me." she spat and turned back towards her child.
"It seems unlikely our dear sheriff has the magical know how to create a phallus enchantment, let alone the desire to harm both you and your shared son." He stood silently and allowed the logic to settle over the woman before he continued. "There are very few people in town with the know how to do that specific enchantment the savior is currently plagued with. Basically yourself, the blue moth and me. I assume you didn't cause this damage to yourself and I certainly gain nothing from it. Unless you think the blue fairy hated you enough to use the savior to rape you then we have a very big problem on our hands." Regina blanched at the depth of the Dark One's knowledge of her assault.
"Okay, perhaps Miss Swan figured out how to cast the enchantment. She is created from True Love perhaps she did this to herself in order to... hurt... me."
"Perhaps." he said giving into her theory before throwing logic at her once more. "But unlikely. What would the sheriff have to gain by simply raping you Madam Mayor?" the term he used reminded her of Emma and something odd she thought during the attack. Rumple saw the gears turning within the former queen and he asked if she remembered anything.
"Anything you can gleam would be helpful because the Savior has no recollection of the assault." he informed her.
"How convenient." she snarked.
"Not particularly, she is looking for answers on whom would harm her son's mother and not remembering the details of the incident has really disturbed her, your highness."
The sound of Emma's voice echoed in Regina's mind. How far we've come from our Miss Swan days your highness. Are you wet for me my Queen?
Regina shuddered and folded her arms across her chest. "Her voice patterns were, odd." she stated shortly.
"Odd? In what way?" he asked carefully noting the queen's defensive posture.
"She used terms Emma has never used before. Calling me 'her Queen' or 'your highness' for starters. Addressing herself as 'the savior' for another example." her mind started dissecting the confrontation and she started to pace at the edge of the bed. "Her eyes, her eyes were strange," she added absently, "they were light pale green."
Rumple looked puzzled by this piece of information and the brunette rolled her eyes and informed him, "Her eyes are forest green Rumple."
With the quirk of his eyebrow he commented, "Oh are they now? Forest green."
"Yes!" she insisted with irritation. "I only know because both my son and my ex-stepdaughter hold the same damn color!" she explained harshly trying to wipe the smug look off of the imp's face.
"Of course." he said with a smirk.
She ignored him and continued. "Come to think of it, they weren't just pale, they were almost milky. It could have been her magic." she stopped pacing and stood before him.
"The magic she has no idea how to use you mean?" the dark one noted.
"Just because she doesn't know how doesn't mean she is unable!" the queen threw back with bite. "She also," Regina trailed before swallowing hard at the admission, "Smelled strange."
Mr. Gold lifted an eyebrow in a silent question. "The perfume or soap or something she uses smells like baby powder and clean linen." She broke eye contact and quietly admitted, "It was just… off. Musky I suppose. It could have been the magic she used for her… her…" her eyes started to water and she couldn't bring herself to name the thing that had violated her so thoroughly. Rumple took pity with a schooled face and interrupted her. "So, our fair sheriff came to your home with milky pale eyes, saying things she didn't normally say, and did things she ordinarily wouldn't do and possessing power to create an enchantment that she didn't know how to wield. Do you still think our savior capable of this vile act your Majesty?"
The brunette stayed quiet, her brown eyes not meeting his gaze and when it was clear she had no intention of answering him, he announced that he was grateful for her assistance. He bid a heartfelt goodbye and left her alone with her thoughts.