Emma Swan was having very strange nightmares. But then again, who wouldn't be after seeing everything that Emma had seen. Just yesterday she saw her step-grandmother be killed by her mother. Before that she fought a dragon, climbed a beanstalk, used magic for the first time, and found out that her and her family were fairy tale characters. Perfect.
Emma woke up to the sound of footsteps and crying. The crying was nothing new but the slow footsteps were extremely worrying, especially now that Regina had an even bigger bone to pick with Mary Margaret. She picked up her gun for protection and slowly walked downstairs.
She peered around the corner and saw Henry sitting on the floor next to Mary Margaret's bed.
"Henry!" Emma whispered.
"Mary Margaret is still upset. What happened to her?" Henry asked.
"Come in the kitchen. We can talk there."
Emma led Henry into the kitchen and started to make him some pancakes.
"Your grandmother is a great woman, Henry," Emma began.
"But why is she so sad?"
"She's going through a lot right now. You know how Cora was going to come here and hurt all of us?"
"Yeah. But you stopped her. You sent her back to the Enchanted Forest!"
"No. No, we didn't"
"What did you do to her then?"
"We killed her, Henry. Mary Margaret...killed her."
Emma was beginning to feel herself tear up at thinking of that moment again. Mary Margaret left to find Cora's heart and used wax from a magical candle that would trade Cora's life for Mr. Gold's. When Mary Margaret returned, she put Cora's heart back in and died seconds later. Ever since then, Mary Margaret has been depressed and constantly thinking about what she did.
"But that's not possible. Mary Margaret can't have killed her! Snow White is supposed to have the purest heart of everyone from the Enchanted Forest!"
"I'm sorry, Henry. It had to be done though. Cora was going to hurt everyone, including you, and no one was going to let that happen."
Henry was visibly hurt by hearing all of this. It caused Emma a lot of pain to see him so sad and disappointed about what his grandmother had done.
"How about you finish your breakfast and get dressed so I can take you to hang out with Neil today?" Emma asked.
"Okay," Henry said, still upset.
Then, there was a loud knock on the door.
"Go upstairs, Henry. Get dressed," Emma commanded.
Henry stood up and began walking upstairs. There was another loud knock on the door.
Emma opened the door. A tall man with dark hair and dark robes stood there.
"Hook," Emma stated.
"Emma. How are you?" Hook asked innocently.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well then. I had a question for you."
"What is it?"
"I was wondering where your boyfriend is staying."
"I don't have a boyfriend."
"Baelfire. Neil. Whatever you call him, I know he's staying in Storybrooke and I would like to chat with him."
"Find him yourself."
Emma began to close the door, but Hook stopped it.
"Wait," he said.
"What else do you want?"
"I would like to know how Cora died."
"Why do you need to know that?"
"Cora was my friend, Emma. I want to know how she died. Please."
"A magical candle. The wax could trade lives. It traded Cora's life for Mr. Gold's. Now goodbye."
Emma closed the door. Hook walked away from the house and began walking down the sidewalk. He took out his cell phone.
"How in the bloody hell does this thing work?" he muttered to himself as he walked.
He pressed a few buttons and tried putting it to his ear a few times. It finally started working. The person on the other end picked up.
"You there, Regina?" he asked, still confused.
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"Okay good. These cell phones are terrible. No wonder we didn't bother with them in the Enchanted Forest. Anyways, Mary Margaret is in the house still crying her life away. And Cora died from a black magic candle that with no doubt came from the crocodile himself. It traded Cora's life in order to save his."
...
"Yes. She definitely heard me talking to Emma. No doubt she'll come seek you out to 'clear her name' or something."
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"Yes. Don't worry, it's going to work out fine. Now how the hell do I turn this off?"
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"Ah, yes, I see it. See you later then."
Hook hung up the phone and continued walking down the sidewalk.
Back at Emma's house, Henry was coming downstairs. He got dressed and was ready to be taken to see his father.
"Are you ready?" Emma asked.
"Yeah," Henry answered, still sad about Mary Margaret but excited to see his dad again.
"Okay. Let me just go tell Mary Margaret."
Emma walked over to Mary Margaret's room and began to speak.
"Mary Margaret!" Emma shouted.
Mary Margaret was gone and the bedroom window was open.
"MARY MARGARET!"