Although Killian didn't know how it worked, he had decided to trust the little person inside the box that everyone called TV and kept in their homes. Every time she predicted the weather for the week she seemed to get it right, but today he wasn't sure if he should, or could believe her. The weather had been colder recently, but that it would be dropping at this rate? In that case the temperature would be bellow 0 degrees celcius in just a matter of days. Emma entered the room with two plates. With Henry staying at Reginas' house for the past week he suspected she had become quite lonely in this appartement. This was the second night in a row that she had invited him over for dinner, not that he minded, he loved spending time with Emma.

"Have you heard this? The little lady in the TV says that the temperature will be well bellow zero by the end of the week!"

"No, she's saying that if the temperature will continue to drop, it'll be bellow zero by the end of the week, but that's not going to happen."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that love, she's been right every time."

"It's mid-summer, Killian, which makes it pretty much impossible for the temperature to go bellow zero. Now eat your spaghetti and stop worrying."

Killian looked down at his plate, well placed on the table in front of the couch. She new he loved her spaghetti, mostly because she was the one making it, so he picked it up and started eating. A howl was heard somewhere in the woods, but neither of them really cared. It was a full moon tonight and as usual, Ruby spent it outside running.

A cold wind blew through Rubys' fur as she sat down on a cliff right by the beach. She had been feeling more and more of those recently and the water was almost always freezing. Not that oceans were that warm in general, but this was strange, especially since it was summer. She had tried to tell both Granny and David about her feeling that something wasn't right, but they had just shrugged at her worries and said that it was just a twist of the weather, that everything would be back to normal soon enough. Ruby wanted to believe them, really, but it was something more, not just the cold but also somthing that felt like... magic. But if it was magic, it wasn't like any of the types she had encountered before and living in Storybrooke, she had been having her fair share of magic, Light magic, Dark magic, Wicked magic, even that of Peter Pan, although that one she couldn't quite put in a category... Childish magic maybe? That was a thought for another time. She jumped down form the cliff and ran back into the forrest.

After a while, Ruby found herself in the area where Zelena had set up her time portal. She could see the roof of the barn with the enormous hole in it about a quarter mile away. It was getting even colder and she was thinking of beginning to make her way back home when she suddently put her paw down in something that was absolutely ice cold. Within a second Ruby looked down at the ground and to her big surprise, what she had putted her paw in was snow. Ordinary, white snow, only it wasn't ordinary, not this time of the year. For a minute she considered going back for backup, but then remembered that she probably was the only one in Storybrook still awake. So slowly at first but then faster Ruby started to follow the snow. It seemed to be getting thicker and thicker the closer to the barn she got and when she was all the way there she founf herself standing on top of about half a meter snow. Now any normal person who found out of place snow in the middle of the summer would go running back to where they came from and hope that someone else found it and informed the rest of the town, but driven by curiosity, Ruby slowly sneaked closer to the entrance. Suddenly she heard two voices, one of them seemed like a quite squealy man and the other most likely belonged to a woman, about the same age as herself.

"But Elsa, maybe we should go introduce ourselves. I mean, you say that you've been in this urn for the past century so maybe you want some friends?"

"I have you Olaf, that's more than enough. Besides, there's only one person that I want to see."

"Are you sure about this vengeance thing? I don't think it sounds very nice..."

"Rumplestiltskin put me in a urn for a century, keeping me from my sister and everything I hold dear! Now it's my turn to return the favor! So are you going to support me or should I just turn you back in to a few snowflakes on the ground?"

That was all Ruby needed to hear. In all haist she ran back to Granny's to tell her about it and discuss what they should do now.

Rumplestiltskin couldn't decide wheter to feel ashamed or annoyed about this whole thing. He sat at Granny's along with everyone else that was most likely to get involved in this, listening to Ruby telling them what she saw in the woods this night. Even though it was only 7 am everyone still seemed perfectly capable of getting just as engaged as usual and also very capable of blaming him.

"Why would you trap a girl in a urn? Now we have to deal with this!"

To Rumple, Robin Hood wasn't really in the state of judging how others should trat women but no one else seemed to care about that at the moment. Except for maybe Rumples' wife Belle who now grabbed his hand to show her support and give him patience enough to answer.

"Her name is Elsa. She was freezing everything she touched, including her own kingdom. Her sister, Anna, came to me for help and I did help. I trapped Elsa in the urn and by doing that, I also unfrozed Arendelle, her kingdom. But being... who I was then I put her in my vault, along with all other magic I don't understand. But now, let's not forget, I'm not the one who brought that urn back here and let her out."