A/N: I don't own Once/Oz/Disney. I wanted to toy with the second season idea of memory loss and crossing over to the other side. Rumple still has his memory because well he's the Dark One and had a hand in creating the curse. Also I wanted to toy the idea with a lost hero, Bae is on this hero's quest but what if you forgot what you are fighting for? The next two or three parts will be mostly father/son adventures, but I promise more Swanfire to come! I hope you like it, please read/review/follow/alert … thank you all so much!

The vortex spit the pair out in the middle of the enchanted forest, or what was left of it. Regina and Rumplestiltskin's spell had destroyed over half the world. What wasn't land was a black void of darkness.

Rumplestiltskin looked down at himself, no longer was he Mr. Gold with the black suits and pink neck ties, now he was his former self clad in red alligator skin and black leather pants. He looked down at his boots "hmm feel a little tight." He gave a little crazy laugh before looking over at the man lying on the ground next to him. The man next to him he remembered was his son Baelfire. He bent down next to him. "Baelfire"

The man awoke from a hazy dream of a far off place. He opened his eyes to the sound of birds and the whistle of the wind. Baelfire looked up at Rumplestiltskin standing before him. He looked down at his tattered clothes and bare feet. Bae felt his face; a rough five o clock shadow grew there now. "Papa?" he spoke but it wasn't his voice it was a man's voice, deep and rusty with years he doesn't remember.

"Yes Bae" the imp squatted down next to his son. "Its ok son, you are back home now, we're back home"

"I don't understand. The last thing I remember Ghorm gave me the magic bean, we were going to a land without magic" Baelfire looked down at himself again, this strange form of a man he didn't remember growing into "I'm old now, how long has it been?" He could not remember the other world at all.

Rumplestiltskin stood up and held his hand out to his son. Baelfire took his hand reluctantly at first. He thought this could be a real chance for them to start over, forget Regina and her petty envy of the Snow princess, and be the dark king of the ogres and whatever humans managed to escape the curse here. Belle. He shut his eyes as a piercing pain came from his small broken heart; he had left his dear sweet Belle, the only thing that kept him tied to Storybrooke now. He touched the his son's clothes and they changed from a spinster man's tattered and torn garments to maroon and indigo shirt and pants, with black riding boots, clothes fitting of a royal.

"Hmm missing something..." Rumplestiltskin said looked around he plucked a cat tail plant and magically turned it into a silver sword. "There" he said handing it to Bae.

Baelfire held the sword in his hand, the object felt familiar to him, but he didn't know why. He took it in his right hand and swung it with force at the air and then placed the object in the holster at his side. "You are still cursed aren't you?"

"I'm afraid so son, I'm still the Dark One" Rumplestiltskin said a bit ashamed

"And what are we doing in the middle of the forest? Did we run from the knights?"

A smile crossed Rumple's face "this time we are not running from, we are running to something on the other side of the forest. Regina, an evil queen, hid a flower amongst the weeds, we have to find it" He started to make his way towards the deep woods. "This way"

Baelfire ran a hand through his hair and then started to walk to catch up to his father. "I don't understand, what's so important about this flower, let's just go back to the cottage, please"

"There is no cottage anymore, why have a cottage when you can have a castle?" Rumplestiltskin turned to his son "you have been a way a very long time, many things have changed"

"Did you magic the castle like you magic'd these clothes?"

"I made many deals for the castle" Rumplestiltskin said in a low tone

Baelfire caught up to Rumple and stopped him. "I have nothing of my life in between the bean and now. I only have my faith in you papa. I do not care how dangerous it is, promise magic will not be the answer to everything again like it was"

"I am a monster now son, what good is a promise of a monster?" He asked his son with such conviction.

"You are still my father, and I am lost without you." Baelfire said now he was the one reassuring his father of his love.

Rumplestiltskin held the man's gaze and he felt a bit more human in that moment. "No magic" he said shaking Baelfire's hand.

Baelfire wondered how long his father could keep from breaking this deal, but had no place to turn except to trust him. "Please tell me what happened?"

Henry sat at his mother's bed side with The Wonderful World of Oz. He looked up from the storybook and over to his grandmother. "Do you think when they bring the flower back it could help August too?"

"I'm not sure Henry; I know he was your friend. What happened to August was an all together different kind of magic." She could see the hurt on Henry's face. She placed her hand over her grandson's and squeezed it. "We'll find a way, never give up hope" Mary gave a faint smile and looked over at Emma lying in the hospital bed.

Henry continued to read aloud

"All this time Dorothy and her companions had been walking through the
thick woods. The road was still paved with yellow brick, but these
were much covered by dried branches and dead leaves from the trees, and
the walking was not at all good.

There were few birds in this part of the forest, for birds love the
open country where there is plenty of sunshine. But now and then there
came a deep growl from some wild animal hidden among the trees. These
sounds made the little girl's heart beat fast, for she did not know
what made them; but Toto knew, and he walked close to Dorothy's side,
and did not even bark in return."

Rumplestiltskin had explained to his son the best he could about what happened to him in this world and the last. "You were very angry with me, and you have every right to be"

"And I was trapped in this other world, for many years, and that's how I aged?" Baelfire started to put all the pieces together but still had no memory of this other world.

Rumple nodded as they kept walking. "Yes, it's all true, I tricked the Queen into the curse to find you, and then Emma came and broke the curse"

"Emma, do I know her?" Baelfire asked that name sounded so familiar and yet he couldn't picture her.

"No son, but you will" he said with a faint smile as they continued on.

Bae noticed the trees around them all looked the same. "We've been walking in circles, it's going to be dark soon maybe we should stop"

Rumplestiltskin thought maybe he had been hard on his son. "The spell of the forest, it only seems that way, but if you insist we can take a break"

Baelfire rested his back against one of the large trees and closed his eyes.

He dreamed of himself at a younger age playing a game of tag with Maurine. He was chasing her through the forest. She stopped near a briar patch and Bae caught up to her. When he tagged her on the back she turned around, but it wasn't her it was another girl with piercing blue eyes and curly blonde hair, she pointed towards something in the patch but it was dark and he couldn't see. She was screaming but there was no sound coming out of her mouth. He was afraid something was out there after her, after him.

Rumplestiltskin shook his son awake. Bae gave a silent gasp looking as if he had a nightmare. It was dark now and the fairyland moon hung low in the sky. "Shhh"

A loud rumble could be heard, the sound getting closer and closer. The moonlight reflected off the metal armor of the trolls as they passed by. Three large, very wild beasts.

They're gone" Rumple said standing up again "time to move on, it's not safe here"

The two start to make their way west again but Baelfire can't shake the uneasy feeling. The trees feel as if they are closing in around them and a faint burning smell is in the air; the fog creped in around their feet as if it was grabbing at them.

"Keep moving Bae, it's the forest trying to slow us down" Rumple cautioned his son. He wanted so badly to use his magic, he could feel the dark one under his skin blistering to get out, but something even greater, a promise from here or the other world to contain his power prevailed for now.

"Father wait!" Baelfire called out falling behind again, the sword at his side getting caught on branches and twigs.

Rumplestiltskin paused turning, something wasn't right, and then out of no where the trolls were upon them. Ten monsters. The Dark One could have easily vaporized and disappeared from the trolls grasp but Baelfire was caught in between them. He thought about turning them all into slugs but the promise to Bae hung over his head.

Baelfire pulled out his sword in a daring attempt to fight the trolls off. He had no memory of growing up in this foreign land his father had told him about but some faint part of him knew the hilt felt at home in his right hand. Left, right, and right again, the sword made a low swoosh sound. Fighting off the trolls was hard but he succeeded in slicking into one of the beast's arms, the blood staining his silver sword, it growled and cursed at him. Another troll was behind him now and three in front. He could hear his father's own fighting several feet away.

Rumplestiltskin had produced his own sword, the only magic he would allow himself to use. He wanted to not be a monster anymore even if it meant dying for his son. He would fight them off as a man.

Bae pulled against them; he was not a coward, and if they were going to take him they would have to do it the hard way. The largest of the trolls grabbed Baelfire from behind. Bae struggled but it was no use, his sword fell to the ground.

Rumplestiltskin gave a crazy laugh as he was thrown into the trolls dungeon under the bridge. "Fools you can't hold me, I'm Rumplestiltskin!" But the bars were enchanted with an old spell.

Baelfire soon joined his father as they trolls shoved him in the muddy cell. He fell to the ground. The little silver key fell from the pocket of his pants resting on the floor. He stood up shaking the cell door. "LET US OUT"

"No use son, the door is enchanted" Rumple said "I'm sorry; this is the price of magic not even I can un-open"

Baelfire sighed; he slummed down again against the wall. All hope seemed to be lost at that moment, the darkness circling around them, no magic to save them. A princess forgotten.