"Fine. We're in a book." Isaac finally admitted. How had this book signing gone so wrong for him? He should have gone far away from Maine when he had the chance but no. He was so sure that the fairytale characters wouldn't be showing their faces around here because, come on, they should not have been able to escape. Well, they're not going to escape this time.

"And Henry. Henry's in the book too?" Regina asked. She would almost prefer it if he wasn't. Nothing would make her happier than to see him right now but this was getting too murky for even her tastes. First they were in a book and now they were still in a book but the book they were in now still has the past book's story that was making the author rich.

"I don't know where the boy is." The author told them, not for the first time.

"Oh, really. Somehow I don't believe that from the man that has only lied to us." Regina said.

"How will you ever believe anything I say, then? Should I just start making places up? I can do that, not that it would make any of a difference to you." Isaac said with clear frustration.

"I'm pretty good at knowing when people are telling the truth but I'm sure you've caught on to that by now." Emma told him.

"And yet that talent didn't seem to work very well when I said your son is dead." Isaac mentions like he wants to get punched again.

Emma ignored the comment.

"I also know when people are trying to buy time and you're trying to buy a whole lot by lying to us." The savior continued on.

"Aye, I have to agree with her." Killian said. The author did seem slightly more...twitchy than he had before.

"Isn't it obvious." Regina started. "It's the wretched bells all over again."

"The bells?" Killian asked.

"There must be something that we can do to get out of this story and just like the last one we need to do it before the bells ring. Whatever the bells are this time." Regina told him. She really hated those bells.

"What are the bells, Isaac, and what do they have to do with Henry?" Emma asked.

"You know what?" Regina interrupted. "I vote we just drag him back to Storybrooke. Let's see him stay silent when I have my full arsenal."

"No." Isaac strongly disagreed. "I have a life here that I'm not letting any of you ruin. You want to know where your son is so badly." Isaac reached into his inside jacket pocket and took out a small, leather covered book. He tossed it over to Emma. "Find out yourself. I based it off of your own story. Like mother, like son. There's no way you'll be able to save him, though. As you referred to them before, the bells will ring this time."

Emma caught the book and held it in her hands. She could feel the magic surrounding it.

"Why is it so small?" Regina demanded. She looked over Emma's shoulder at it and it was a wonder that she didn't grab it to leaf through the pages herself like she had done with Hook.

"I was rushed and didn't have access to great resources. Bite me." Isaac answered. "It's not as though I had as much to write as before."

Emma opened the book. She flipped through the first pages to only see writing about Isaac's rise to fame.

"I'll just be going, now, since you seem to have what you came for." Isaac told them. The problem with being an author is that his grasps of reality must have been very altered to think the three in front of him would let him just walk away. Although he probably would have gotten away if there wasn't one more person in the room who hadn't been staring intently at the new book before them.

Killian grabbed Isaac with his Hook.

"Not so fast, mate. You're not going anywhere." Killian told him. "In fact, you might even come to use for us. You should know the story better than anyone."

"I found him." Emma yelled over to Killian though he wasn't that far away. "He's right here in the back of the book."

Emma began to read out the pages that concerned Henry.

"And while Isaac Heller rose to fame with his new book, another story was playing out not to far from him. A young boy, abandoned at birth, continued on with his life being abandoned again and again. It would come at no consequence to the world that in the days to come his life is cut short in an automobile accident."

"You wrote this?" Regina seethed.

"It's not my best work." He admitted. "It's crude and careless but I was rushed. I didn't want to write it out like that but...I couldn't just add some pretty ending to a story like that. A writer has to have some face of realism within his works."

"This isn't a story." Emma said, though she really wanted to shout.

"Yes, it is. I'll admit we are in a book but it is a book where no one else can bother you. You can settle down with your true loves." Isaac gave a pointed stare toward Regina, "The boy was lost to you as soon as I dotted the last sentence in that book."

"We've broken the spell before and we can do it again." Emma warned.

"Why are we still talking to him? The picture here tells us what...children's home he's at. Regina said. She brushed off his comment about settling down with her true love in the story. She's not doing anything without Henry.

"We're going now. Hook, can you tie him up or something. We might need him and I definitely don't want him to be able to cause any more harm." Emma asked Hook.

Hook nodded and with flourish knocked his hook against the back of Isaac's head. The Author crumbled before he could argue against his treatment or how his fans would surely miss him.

"Really?" Emma asked. She didn't actually mind at this point and Regina practically smiled with approval.

"It seemed like the most logical course of action." Hook tried to defend himself. "And he was getting bloody annoying. What kind of person goes and writes a thing like that, anyway?"

Emma and Regina shared a look.

"Don't worry yourselves so." Killian attempted to comfort the mother's. "We'll get to your boy in time. If there's one thing I've learned from my years, it's that heroes always find a way. Although, the time table from that book doesn't tell us much."

"I know." Regina told him. "I've just started to reap those benefits, myself. Now, how are we supposed to get The Author out of the building without being hounded by the firefighters probably already halfway through the building."

"It might be easier if someone hadn't pulled the fire alarm in the first place," Emma said. "But I might have an idea."

Without access to magic or basically any resources at all, Emma was left with very few actual choices. One fact did come to mind, though, when it came to celebrities.

Luckily, it applied to book worlds just as well as it did with the real world so when they were asked why Emma and Killian were practically carrying Isaac down the halls by his arms, they had a pretty good answer.

"Well," Emma answered to the second person to ask her. "It would be very bad for him if this got out, but Mr. Heller is drunk out of his mind."

Luck was on their side because this along with finding some back ways and Regina pulling yet another alarm lead to them being able to get out semi easily.