The milliseconds passed into an eternity as Dagian stared at her son and memorized every detail she could of his face because she knew that at any time, he could run again and she might not see him again.

Bae's eyes fell on her and he paled as they stared at each other. He looked shocked that she was standing there…right next to his father. His eyes went past her and he looked even more ill when he saw the baby lying on his bed.

The betrayal on his face was evident and heartbreaking as he realized that there were only two women in the room and the mother most likely wasn't Emma. They'd had another baby after they lost him…while he was out kicking around in a world that he had been dropped into; they'd tried to restart a family.

His eyes asked her all kinds of questions. How could she stay with him after he dropped the son she claimed to stay for? What horrible things had Dagian turned the other way from to ensure they got here? How did she live this long?

"Bae," Rumpelstiltskin whispered, breaking the moment, "You came back for me."

Dagian winced. He was setting himself up and Neal shot him an angry look, "No, I came to make sure you didn't hurt her. I've seen what you do to people who break deals."

He gave Dagian another look. Did he think that she was with him because she had no choice?"

"Please," Rumpelstiltskin begged, "Just let me talk."

"Bae," Dagian whispered finding her voice, "Please just hear us out."

At the term us, he seemed to realize that Dagian had accompanied him willingly and his gaze darkened, "I have no interest in talking into either of you, you can go"

"I'm not going anywhere," Rumpelstiltskin told him.

"Get out of my apartment!" Bae screamed.

"Neal…," Emma started.

Dagian blinked. Who one Earth was Neal? 'Neal' didn't sound anywhere close to Baelfire.

"Emma, I got this," Bae muttered.

Rumpelstiltskin put it together a split second before Dagian did, "You two know each other."

Both betrayed a guilty look, and Rumpelstiltskin grew more indignant, "You two know each other! How?"

"You sent me chasing after him," Emma said, taking the same tone that said she was lying.

"For the sake of the gods, Emma," Dagian muttered.

"No, no, no. Stop it! You're lying!" Rumpelstiltskin glared at both of them, "How do you two know each other?!"

"Mom!" they all turned to see that Henry had come out of the bathroom, "W-what's going on?"

And realization dawned on his face and he looked at both of them and gave a smug, "Ah."

Dagian stared at Henry and she raised her eyes…If they knew each other and destiny had a way of working through it and Emma didn't want to talk about how they knew each other…

Could this…could this child be her grandson? Could they all be related somehow?

Did Rumpelstiltskin really give their grandson to Regina?

No…Rumpelstiltskin wouldn't know that Emma had given birth to Bae's son. He couldn't know…he never would've allowed that woman to raise him if she had.

"Who's this?" Neal asked.

"My son," Emma said over her shoulder.

"What?" Neal demanded as he tried to put the pieces together.

"Is that Baelfire?" Henry asked curiously.

Emma tried to rush him out of the room, betraying even more guilt, "I need you to stay in the other room for a little while longer, okay? Come on."

"Wait," Neal tried to get a look at the boy that he most likely suspected was his, "H-how old are you?"

"Don't answer him," Emma said quickly

Baelfire realized that he wasn't going to get any answers from her any more than they had and turned to the boy, "how old are you, kid?"

"Eleven!" Henry screamed and broke away from his mother, "Now, why is everyone yelling?"

"He's eleven?" Neal asked with an accusatory tone in his voice.

"Mom?" Henry asked in confusion.

Neal shot her a hurt look, "Is this my son?"

Dagian's heart went to her throat as Henry turned to Bae and said with a confident voice, "no. My dad was a fireman. He…he died."

But everyone in the room knew that it was a lie. Henry gave his mother a pleading innocent look that begged her not to destroy his world and the faith he'd given her since before he met her, "That's what you told me. You said…"

Neal asked again, but a little more gently this time, "Is this…my son?"

Emma stepped forward and cupped her son's face. Her eyes were full of fear…fear of being wrong and rejected because she'd made the wrong decision. There was hope in there too; she begged Henry with her eyes not to be angry at her and to forgive her for the lie…for hurting him by telling him that the man that had sent her to jail had been dead for many years, "Yes."

And the boy's world shattered and he backed away from his mother. Without a word, he crawled out the window and onto the fire escape as everyone let Emma's confirmation sink in.

Emma stood in the middle of them all…hurt and humiliated as her entire world seemed to crumble along with Henry's. She pulled herself together and went outside on the fire escape too.

Bae went to follow them and Rumpelstiltskin saw his chance, "Baelfire."

Bae shrugged his hand off his shoulder.

"Please, please," Rumpelstiltskin pleaded, "All we want is a chance to be heard."

"Get out," Neal said softly.

And Rumpelstiltskin got that glint in his eye…the one the dark one had, "Look, you came back to protect Emma. To show that she had lived up to her end of her bargain with me."

Dagian closed her eyes and stifled a sob of her own…Rumpelstiltskin had lost him then. Dagian knew he wouldn't come home if Rumpelstiltskin went to his old tricks."

"And now she has," Bae hissed, "you can go."

"No," Rumpelstiltskin said, "Our deal was for her to get you to talk to me. If you truly want her deal to be fulfilled…you have but one choice. You have to talk to us."

Baelfire looked like he wanted to vomit, however, for Emma, he nodded, "You got three minutes."

They moved to the other room so that Bae could see his sister who gazed up at him with her brown eyes. His gaze darkened when she smiled at him and gave them both an accusatory glance, "Is she yours?"

"Yes," Dagian whispered.

"Both of yours?"

"Yes," Dagian told him.

"You watch as he drops one child down a vortex and you have another baby with him."

Dagian looked down at the hurt in his voice. Her own guilt and shame for what she had put her son through weighed on her.

When he didn't get an excuse or justification from her, he moved away from the baby, "The Clock's ticking."

Rumpelstiltskin started in immediately, "I know I've made mistakes, but you must believe me. I want to make up for it. There's no greater pain than regret."

"Try abandonment," Bae told him.

"Let me make it up to you," Rumpelstiltskin pleaded.

"How are you going to do that? I grew up alone. I grew up without a father or mother. You can make up for that?"

"Yeah," Rumpelstiltskin said, "Yes, I can."

Neal didn't look like he believed it, "Two minutes."

"Come with me to Storybrooke. There's magic there. I can turn the clock back. Make you fourteen again. We can start over."

And that was all he had to offer and Dagian turned away from her husband. Magic and Bae's hate of it was what got them in this mess. Was this all that he had to offer? Rumpelstiltskin had promised her that he would give up his magic for Bae and now he was considering forcing a way to keep both.

Bae was as disgusted as she was, "Fourteen? I don't want to be fourteen again. Are you…are you insane?"

"I can't make up for lost time," Rumpelstiltskin said and honestly looked like he thought what he was suggesting was a good idea, "But I can take away the memories."

"Take away who I am? No thanks. One minute."

"You once loved us," Rumpelstiltskin tried to guilt him.

"You were once good people," he told them.

"And we can be good people again. Your mother's changed," he hand went to her arm to ask for support but she couldn't give it…not with the way he was trying to force his son to forgive him, "I've changed. I came here, to this city, without magic."

"Yeah, yeah, and you're still trying to use it to make up for your mistakes. Still think that you can make it all better. It won't. You can't," his voice and eyes showed pain of memories that he wished he could forget but he knew he never could, "You have no idea what I've lived with. You're so worried about you. You know what I've dealt with? Every night, for more years than you could ever know, the last thing I see before sleep, is the image of you…you and me and mom over that pit. Mom pinned underneath you. Your hand…wrapped around mine. And then, you open your grip. And as I fall away, all I can see is your face."

"Bae," Dagian pleaded, "It was a moment of weakness…one that he immediately regretted."

"Do you think that will heal the pain?" Bae demanded, "And you don't get a say. You abandoned me for the first fourteen years of my life and then show up at my apartment with a new baby in tow. Was that supposed to elicit sympathy? Is she a pawn too?"

Dagian didn't answer. She didn't want to bring up Hook because that would just sound like making excuses for her abandoning him in the first place. And if he knew how Lily was conceived…how Rumpelstiltskin had gotten her pregnant while she had false memories and it wasn't her…he would never come back. And Dagian wouldn't blame him. Sometimes she couldn't even bear to look Rumpelstiltskin in the eyes and remember what he'd done to her.

Maybe this was his punishment…maybe losing his son was his punishment for how he'd treated all of them.

"Choosing all….this…," he looked at his father and did the gesture that Rumpelstiltskin did when he was making deals, "Crap over me. Letting me go. Now it's my turn. Now I'm letting you go."

"I'm sorry," Rumpelstiltskin whispered.

"I don't care. I don't get closure so you don't, either."

"Oh Bae," Rumpelstiltskin pleaded.

"No," he refused and put up that wall that she'd seen Emma Swan put up as well, "Time's up."

He left the room and they stood there in a few seconds of silence.

"You can't have everything," Dagian whispered, she felt completely broken inside. She knew that the talk probably wouldn't go well but that didn't mean it didn't hurt to hear him reject both of them.

Rumpelstiltskin was quiet for a few seconds, "We still have Henry…he'll come with us for the boy."

Dagian stood, "Do you even hear yourself when you speak?"

She walked out to where Bae was watching his son and his mother interact, "I said we were done."

Dagian put her hands in her pockets and moved to look at Henry. Here her grandson was…at the center of everything that Dagian wanted to avoid and protect Lily from when it came to Storybrooke and its inhabitants…maybe if she asked Rumpelstiltskin, he could find a way to get the boy out of the center of it so that he didn't get hurt.

Bae bristled as she moved closer, "Are you still with him?"

"No," Dagian said.

"What? 400 years of being together and you break it off?" he asked.

"I was under a sleeping curse for most of those centuries," Dagian told him.

"That's how you're alive," he noted.

"I couldn't live with your father after what he did," Dagian told him truthfully, "I didn't continue a relationship with him and we didn't jump into bed immediately after you were gone or whatever scenario is playing in your head...

"And what about her?" he nodded to the room where Rumpelstiltskin was probably attending Lily to get his mind off what had just happened.

Dagian didn't really want to go into that, "Things happen."

He scoffed, "Mom-."

"She wasn't planned…she wasn't a replacement for you either. She's your sister. Her name is Lily and she was born 3 months ago."

"Is that all I get?" he asked.

Dagian saw Emma moving toward the window and she moved back to Rumpelstiltskin's side without answering her son.

Maybe she was dipping into the manipulative part of her nature…but if Bae could talk to her then it meant that perhaps he didn't completely hate her like he hated his father. Maybe he still remembered that for some months, she was a pawn in Rumpelstiltskin's quest to get his son's affections back when he became the dark one.

Maybe…they wouldn't have to use Henry…or Lily to convince him to come back.

Maybe Dagian and Emma could talk him into coming home.