"Alright, my G.P.S. is officially dead to the world," Hardison hissed. He flung the object of his frustration to the side and quickly began clicking on his computer. "And there's no wi-fi. Congratulations, Nate, you have found the only town in the world that does not have a satellite pointing anywhere near it. I hope you're happy!"

"It's a small town, Hardison," Nate rolled his eyes, "I'm sure they have a town hall or somewhere where you can find papers to do any research. It's not the end of the world."

"Besides it's about time you got your head out of that computer and into the real world," Eliot grumbled right on cue, "Maybe you'll actually learn something worthwhile."

"Seriously?" Hardison demanded of the hitter, "You still have no idea what I do! Look, I not only research our marks and our clients. I take the time to plan out and enact money, names, homes, possible badges we may need for any given con Nate could come up with. I have to hack into several major databases just to get most of that and that ain't even the surface."

"It's just a small town, Hardison," Parker grouched, "At least they have books. There aren't any big buildings for me to jump off of. They probably aren't even big enough to have the right amount of wallets to steal."

"Parker!" Nate hissed towards the thief in scorn.

"I'll put them back of course," Parker smiled innocently, "Maybe."

"I heard that," Nate growled, "Guys, it's just a small town. There's nothing to worry about. It just means the community is very tight knit and will be more willing to help us."

"A tight knit community complete with guards on the outside of town," Sophie said.

Everybody turned to face the front of the vehicle at the grifter's words. Sure enough, she was right. Three men were waving them towards the side of the road for no reason whatsoever. They had pensive looks on their faces and each person looked spooked.

"Do as they say, Nate," Eliot ordered softly, "They're probably just curious about what's going on."

"Do you usually enter a small town with their very own guard, Eliot?" Hardison questioned softly.

There was no irony in his voice. There wasn't even humor. His question was one of true curiosity. He probably expected the hitter to regale him with a tale that would lead to his understanding.

The mastermind just shrugged and did as he was told. He pulled to the side and waited for further instructions. He wasn't disappointed when a small man with a grumpy face tapped on his window. He rolled down the window with a smile.

"Good evening, sir," Nate called.

"Could you step out of the car please?" the man asked, "We have a few questions for you about why you are in town."

"Sure," Nate laughed at that, "but I would like to see a badge so I may know what's going on."

"The sheriff is currently out of town actually," the man said, "but the stand in sheriff is on his way. Are you going to stay in the car until he arrives or will you allow us to talk face to face with everybody while we wait?"

"I don't see why we can't all step out for a bit," Sophie replied smoothly, "It has been a long trip and I've been waiting to take a breath of fresh air."

Then the grifter proceeded to touch the handle of the passenger's seat door. Everybody immediately yelled at her. Nate actually placed his hand on top of hers and pulled her towards him.

"Sophie, what are you doing?" He asked.

"Relax, Nate," Sophie smiled, "I've got a secret weapon."

She was out of the car and closing the door before anybody could say or do anything against it. Eliot, Parker, and Hardison all turned towards the mastermind in confusion. He just shrugged and stepped right on out. The three remaining thieves looked towards each other. Parker shrugged and the boys nodded. They were out and standing behind their leaders in wait.

"We're just here to check out a few things in town," Sophie smiled towards the small crowd.

"What kind of things?" another man asked. He had flaming red hair, a tan trench coat, an umbrella and some big coke-bottle glasses.

"We don't know yet," Nate smiled, "We work for a third party investigation service. We were hired by the state of Maine to investigate all government organizations. We're here just to check out your town and see if any corruption had occurred."

"We were hoping you could give us some information on where the best place to stay is," Hardison said, smiling widely in hopes of stopping suspicion.

"Granny's," the grumpy one replied, "Do you need directions?"

"No thank you, Leroy," Sophie winked, "I'm pretty certain I remember where it is. By the way, didn't recognize you. You're actually happy. I'm sorry about that! How have you been?"

"You need to go to Granny's, Sophie," Leroy replied. His face was set in a firm frown and looked on the verge of tears. That was odd.

"It's so good to see you again," another guy replied.

He came up to the grifter and gave her a big hug. Sophie just politely pat the man on the head and shrugged at the others' looks. Then Leroy pulled the guy off of her with a snarl.

"She's got to go, Dennis. I'll let the sheriff know where you guys are. I'm sure he'll have some questions for you."

"I look forward to seeing him," Sophie nodded. Then she turned her gaze on the rest of the crew. "Alright you lot, let's get going. Granny's closes at nine o'clock and it's already six. If we want dinner let's go."

"Sophie, what's going on?" Nate questioned once they were back in the car.

"I'll let you know later, dear," Sophie smiled towards the crowd.

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"I've got news!" Leroy's voice bellowed throughout the sheriff's office.

Henry and Prince Charming looked towards each other in worry. Then the prince threw away the files he was holding and looked up. Sure enough Leroy was running into the office with red cheeks and no breath. He looked like he had been running for years.

"What happened?" The prince demanded softly.

"She's returned," Leroy coughed out, "with the Prince of Sherwood…"

"Who, man?" The Prince questioned further, "Who's returned?"

"Marian," Leroy said, "and she doesn't remember us."

Charming rose to his feet in fear of that statement. Henry joined his side immediately. They both looked towards each other with worry. Well, Charming was worried while Henry was confused. He obviously had no idea who Marian was.

"Go back to the beginning and explain," Charming ordered. He was wearing a frown though and that meant bad things.

"Marian has come to Storybrooke from the other side of the border. She came with the Prince of Sherwood and three others I don't recognize from the Enchanted Forest. She barely even recognized the drunkard half of me. They don't remember who they are."

"The Prince of Sherwood?" Henry questioned softly.

"You know him better as Robin Hood," Charming replied.

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"Thanks Granny and it's so good to see you too," Sophie called off.

The others were watching the grifter with wide eyes. They were sitting on the bed in the mastermind and grifter's room. Apparently the grifter had failed to inform them that she knew the town. They watched as she closed the door. Her happy smile turned into a frown at the dirty looks she was receiving from her team members.

"So I'm familiar with the town it's no big deal," she replied.

"Sophie, you know everybody by name," Hardison growled, pointing towards the downstairs area as an example.

"I don't know everybody," Sophie shook her head, "For example; I didn't know the redheaded guy who met us at the town border. I also don't know most of the children. Some of the guests here at Granny's are new to me."

"You're a town local," Nate grumbled. He was already on his third glass of bourbon and they had just gotten there. He was not a happy camper.

"Anything else you forgot to tell us?" Eliot snarled. His arms were crossed and he was flipping his hair back every five seconds.

There was knock on the door before the grifter could reply.

"I've got it," Sophie smiled towards the crew. Then she opened the door and bid the guest to enter the room.

"Hi," Charming smiled at the group of visitors, "I'm David Nolan. I'm the active sheriff of Storybrooke at the moment."

"What happened to Sheriff Graham?" Sophie asked.

Nolan bowed his head before he looked her straight in the eyes. "He died of a heart attack six months ago," he said, "His deputy took over as sheriff but is currently out of town on business."

"Graham's dead?" The grifter's fell at the news. Tears were suddenly brimming her eyes and there was a slight shake to her fingers. She looked genuinely hurt and that was a bad sign.

"Yeah a woman by the name of Emma Swan came and took over as Sheriff," Nolan replied, "She's currently away on vacation with her friend Mary Margaret."

"Mary Margaret is actually taking vacation?" Sophie asked, her look of pain immediately turning to one of surprise. There was a light in her eyes that hadn't been there before too. She looked more complete than before.

"I know," Nolan laughed, "You can't believe what we had to go through just to get her to take a break."

"What exactly are you doing here?" Nate asked politely. He was using his I am annoyed that you are here talking to my girlfriend with more knowledge about her than I have voice. His smile was firmly plastered to his face and it looked painful to see. He was definitely keeping his anger inside for later use.

"I've come to welcome you to the town and see what business you have," Nolan replied, "We don't get many visitors in town and the ones we do get tend to throw us out of whack."

Nate's smile hardened at the man's statement. He nodded his head slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly. Then he turned towards the grifter with a silent message.

"Well like I told your buddies back at the border," he said, "We're just here to check up on a client and make certain your town is functioning in a non-corrupt sort of way."

"Good," Nolan smiled at the answer, "Corruption is exactly what we're afraid of."

"Maybe you could help us," Sophie suggested quietly, "Our client is Henry Mills. Do you know where we could find him?"

"I'm Henry Mills," a tiny voice announced from behind the door.

"You're Henry Mills?" Sophie questioned softly. She was staring at the boy like he was the answer to all her questions.

"Yeah, my mom is the mayor of the town," he replied, "Well she was the mayor of the town."

"You know her?" Nolan asked with a smile. There was something about the way he asked the question though. It was hesitant but with the tiniest hint of hope.

"I'm Regina's sister Sophie Mills," she replied holding out her hand for a handshake. She was wearing a blinding smile and staring at the boy with adoration.

"It's nice to meet you Sophie," Nolan replied, "but Henry didn't ask you for help."

"I didn't," Henry agreed softly, "I didn't even know you guys existed."

"Well that gives us another reason to be here then," Nate said. His smile was gone now and he was looking at the grifter with fear in his eyes.

"Do you guys have a library or an information place where I can find information of said former-mayor and the rest of the town?" Hardison asked with a smile on his face. He was kindly ignoring the silent conversation going on between the two leaders of the team.

"Yeah," Nolan nodded, "Meet me at Granny's tomorrow morning at seven and I will show you around. I'm sure we can work together to get down to the bottom of this whole thing."

"Yeah we'll be there," Nate replied, "See you then."

"See you then," Nolan nodded, "Come along, Henry."

Henry smiled towards the grifter and left the room with his grandfather.

"What just happened?" He asked.

"I don't know yet," Charming replied, "But we're going to have to find out."

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Regina was busy preparing an apple pie when there was a knock at her door.

"Come in," she shouted.

Then she promptly set to work taking off her apron and hot mitts. She hustled towards the door only to have it fly open before she could get there. Prince James raced in with his sword drawn and fire in his eyes. He pointed his weapon at her heart and growled.

"Your sister has returned," he said.

Regina blinked.

"Don't play coy with me," Charming growled, "You sent for her."

Regina nodded, "I sent for her but it's not for what you think. She's here to help Henry. She wants nothing to do with me I assure you."

"She doesn't remember who she is," Charming replied.

Regina paused at that. She looked down and then straight up into his eyes. He was telling the truth. Her chest started heaving up and down in a panic.

"What do you mean she doesn't remember?" She gasped.

"She believes her name is Sophie Mills and that you are the mayor of this town," Charming replied. He was studying her very closely.

"But the curse is broken," Regina hissed, "How can she not remember?"

"She must have been out of range," Charming shrugged, "Why did you curse your own sister?"

"I didn't," Regina rolled her eyes, "The spell I cast upon her happened right before the curse took hold. At least it was supposed to. It must have gone into effect after the curse. That's why she wasn't in Storybrooke when we first got here."

"But she looks exactly the same," Charming questioned, "She shouldn't look the same if she was outside of the curse's power."

"The spell I cast upon her must have solidified that aspect," Regina groaned, "Magic always comes with a price you know that."

"So why did you cast a spell on your sister?" Charming demanded angrily.

"Because she chose you over me!" Regina said, boiling over with anger at his questioning. "She had to be punished. I wasn't exactly thinking with clear mind at the time, Charming!"

"She thinks Henry is your son!" Charming growled. His hand was grasping her arm now. His teeth were bared and he was ready to destroy anyone who threatened his family. "She's here to make certain you aren't corrupting the town. At least she thinks she is."

"I figured that would be the best way to get her here," Regina replied, "She wouldn't help Henry if she knew it was because I wanted her to."

"Why does Henry need help?" Charming demanded angrily, "He's fine now. You're not constantly having him being told he's crazy and stuck in his own little world."

"I was hoping she would be my ally this time around," Regina admitted softly, "Obviously this was before I realized that getting Henry back involved feelings instead of magic. I didn't know she was affected by the curse too."

"So now you're punished just like the rest of us," Charming smiled, "Stay away from her. I don't want you triggering anything. Gods forbid she remembers her powers before she remembers how to control them."

"And what exactly am I supposed to do if she appears at my house," Regina demanded angrily, "She's my sister. Am I just supposed to turn her away and treat her like some animal off the street?"

"If memory serves you already did that when you cursed her with the rest of us!" Charming replied, "If she comes, play along but nothing more. Answer any questions she have but according to her memory. The last thing we need is for her to get stuck under Rumpelstilskin's influence."

"He could never control my sister before and he certainly won't after," Regina snarled, "But you're right. She can't remember who she is. It's too dangerous for everybody involved."

"How is she even your sister?" Charming asked, "She's too nice and you're… you."

"Believe it or not I used to be the good one," Regina growled, "Until your precious Snow White ruined everything for me."

"Thank the gods she had Marian there to protect her from becoming anything like you."

And with that the prince was gone and the Evil Queen was left to ponder the new set of information.