"No." I said in disbelief. "She can't be." Graham looked up from where he was sitting.
"You keep saying that, and each time it's even more true." He said. I stared at him. I put my hands on his desk.
"How long?" I asked him.
"Two days." He replied.
"How?" I practically yelled. The mayor of Storybrooke had missing for two days, and apparently no one had noticed. He started shaking his head.
"How do you think? With lies. Not too many people were curious anyway. A few people asked me where she was, but that's about it." I paced back and forth on the stone floor.
"Who?" I asked.
"What?"
"Who asked you?" He rubbed his head as he tried to remember.
"Mary Margaret, Mr. Gold, and Emma Swan." At the last name I slapped the desk. He looked at my hand confused.
"You okay?" He asked me. Thoughts about Emma swam through my head. Most of them were about how much I despised her. I had no idea why. She seemed like a nice person, but there was something in my head that was telling me she couldn't be trusted.
"Hannah?" He asked again.
"No." I replied and added, "Let's go." Without waiting for an answer I walked out of the building and straight to grahams car. Graham ran after me.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" He asked.
"I'm going with you." I answered buckling the seatbelt.
"Hannah, you can help in any way other than coming with me."
"No."
"Hannah, you've got to listen to me. It is too dangerous for you to come along."
"I'm staying." I replied curtly.
"If you're not going to get out of that car, I guess I'm gonna have to take you out."
"You can't." He put his hands on his hips.
"Oh can't I?" He reached over and unbuckled me so quickly I hardly had time to react. By the time I did struggle he was already lifting me out of the car.
"Put me back Graham!" I yelled as he carried me into his office.
"No way." He said dropping me in his chair.
"I want to help!" I said standing up. He started gathering piles of paper off his desk.
"You can help by staying here and helping with any troubles someone might have." He said.
"I'm going with you!" I fumed. And headed to the door to his office.
"If you get in that car the only place you will be going is your mom's house."
"She's not my mom." I said more quietly.
"Hannah I don't want you to get hurt, and I'm pretty sure Felicity feels the same." Reluctantly I sat back down.
"I'll stay here to help." I sighed.
"Thank you." He replied. "If I'm not here by two tell someone."
"That's it?" I asked. "Tell someone" was his big backup plan?
"Sorry, Hannah, I have to go if I want even a chance of finding her." With that he walked out of the room.
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I woke up in the forest with my hands tied around a tree. I struggled against the ropes even though I knew it would do no good. If I had my magic back this would not be a problem.
"Well hello, Regina." A voice sound from somewhere in the woods, but my head was too fuzzy to figure out where it came from. I shook my head not allowing any weakness in this situation.
"Who's there?" I called not expecting an answer. "Answer me or I'll -" I was cut off by the same voice.
"Or you'll what?" I now recognized a dark shadow looming in the forest. "It appears to me that you are tied up." I finally recognized the voice. But before I could say anything he limped out of the shadows. I sighed inwardly.
"Oh it's just you, Gold" I said. Mr. Gold didn't move. "Well don't just stand there! Untie me!" I seethed. He limped toward me.
"I don't think I will." He said calmly. I glared at him, but inside I was shocked. In the enchanted forest I had respected him, but now in this new world things were how I wanted them to be.
"I don't beg, Gold. That was an order!" I fumed holding his gaze. He shook his head.
"What's the point in calling me that? You might as well call me by my real name. The name you took away from me!" It took all my effort not to gasp out loud. I stared at him without flinching.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Gold. Now untie me!"
"No, Regina! You know exactly what I'm talking about!" He relaxed and looked into the woods. "My magic has been coming back to me." He slightly laughed. "I thought I would speed up the process. I stared at him. He obviously knew about the curse that had brought all fairytale characters here. He looked back at me. "To do so I need the heart of the one who brought us here. I don't have enough magic to do this properly, but not for long." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a dagger. I struggled against the ropes in vain.
"Gold, don't do this." I ordered in a faint voice.
"Don't call me that!" He yelled suddenly.
"Runplestiltskin, don't do this!" I shouted with more rage than fear. He smiled, satisfied that he had gotten me to call him by his old name.
"Sorry, Dearie." He smirked. "This is how it ends for you."