Snow was pacing the room when David walked back in with Emma. She started towards the two of them, but before she could get halfway across the room, David held his hand up letting her know not to go to their daughter. Snow froze, a concerned look forming on her face.

"Right now," David started, "We need to discuss what happened at Gold's shop, and what we need to do to get Elsa under control." He sighed before continuing, "Then we can figure out what to do about Hook."

"Ok, alright. I understand," she replied.

She looked hard at Emma. She knew that she struggled with her feelings for Killian, but to have him taken out of the picture completely, without choice had to be killing her. She looked like the same old Emma with the exception of the immense amount of concern showing around her eyes. Snow hated that she couldn't tell if all that concern was for the town or Killian. You never really knew what she was thinking unless she told you. It's probably both Snow thought.

Just then there was a knock on the door and Emma let Regina in.

"Miss Swan...?" Regina clearly didn't know what to say.

She was staring at Emma so hard, Snow started to think that she was going to use magic against her. Then Regina sighed hopelessly. Snow was guessing Regina's outburst at Gold's shop and Killian being out cold affected Regina more than she wanted anyone to know. She knew that Regina didn't really hate Emma, just the situation that she was in right now. It was much easier to place the blame on Emma than just deal with what was happening.

"Regina, I'm glad you're here. Come in. We're just waiting on Gold and Belle," Emma rushed. Clearly Emma didn't want this to be any more awkward than it already was.

"Yes, Regina, come in. Can I get you something warm to drink? I know it is still cold in here," Snow said.

"Oh, well thank you. Tea would be nice. In fact, here. Let me."

With that, she waved her hand, and the temperature in the room raised at least 15 degrees. On the table was a steaming kettle of water, several mugs, and at least 4 different types of tea bags along with everything anyone could possibly put in their tea.

"Thank you Regina," said Snow. "That is amazing."

"Well there is no reason for us to freeze if we don't have to, plus you have a newborn. We have to keep the little prince comfortable and warm." She paused, weighing her words before deciding to go on. "I can teach you how to do it Ms. Swan. It would probably be a good thing to know if we can't catch Elsa just yet."

"Thanks. Maybe later?"

"Of course, strategy first. Where are Gold and Belle?"

"Right here Dearie. It is very difficult to travel outside right now. Forgive us. Let's get down to business. What do we know?" Rumple said as he and Belle walked into the loft.

"After you left, I saw Robin. He said that he had heard the commotion and came to check it out. When he saw her run off he followed her, and apparently she is staying at the same farm that Zelena was staying at. So we know where she is hiding out."

Snow looked at Regina hard, concern showing on her face again. It was a testament to the severity of the situation that nobody said anything to Regina about running into Robin. Snow knew it had to be difficult for her. She remembered what it had been like for her before her memories returned and David had been with Katherine. Oh it was just an awful feeling. She really felt for Regina. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts and focus, she took a sip of her tea.

"That could be to our advantage. If she doesn't know we know where she is, we could surprise her," Snow said. If we could get close enough to her... "Did you learn anything in the Library Belle?"

"Not much. She isn't in control of her magic all the time, but there is something interesting about her magic. She was born with it. It wasn't something she every learned to control. She may not even be making it cold on purpose. She also has a sister, who in all the stories, seems to be the one person that can keep her under control...kind of. Even she isn't able to keep Elsa at bay all the time. That's it. That's all I was able to find out. I'll keep looking though. Maybe something more substantial will turn up."

"Rumpelstiltskin, why did you have her in your vault?" David asked.

"Well, simply put, she is dangerous, too dangerous to be out on her own. As we can all see."

"No, what I meant is if she's not from the Enchanted Forest how did you capture her?"

"Oh, well that's simple really. Magic of course. I traveled to Arendale once upon a time. I offered Elsa my services, thinking she was like Regina and Ms. Swan here. People who had the ability to learn magic, not someone born with it. There is a huge difference in their abilities you know. When I saw what she was capable of, I knew she was a danger to everyone, and I used magic to trap her in the urn. I don't think she's too pleased with me for that."

"You don't say!" replied Regina sarcastically. "What can we do now though? I'm sure the urn is not an option anymore."

"I actually don't know. I was hoping our prince and princess would have an idea." He looked over at Snow expectantly.

Snow just stared at him. Never did she think that Rumpelstiltskin would look to her for an idea, let alone hope that she had an idea. She frowned, then looked over at David, who was just looking back at her with the same face. He had no ideas either.

"What if..." began Snow, "What if, we teach her to control her magic? Belle said she may not even be meaning to make it as cold as she is right now. Maybe she just needs help."

Emma stood up and walked out of the room without saying a word. Snow was shocked. It was not like Emma to walk out on strategy meetings, especially so abruptly. She looked to David again, and saw him shaking his head.

"While she's out of the room," he started quietly, "the Hook thing is really bothering her. I'm sure that her instinct is not to help the woman that most likely just killed the man she loves, even if it is the right thing to do."

Snow smacked her head and stood up to follow Emma, but stopped when Emma came back into the room with a determined look on her face.

"I have an idea," she started, "Elsa is obviously pissed at Gold for locking her up and Killian for God only knows what. She is going to want revenge. We're not safe here as long as the two of them are here. What if we send Gold and Killian over the town line, making sure she knows we're doing it?"

"What exactly would that accomplish Dearie, besides getting rid of us?"

"Emma! You're a genius," cried Belle.

"What?" cried out an angry Rumpelstiltskin, "we've only been married a day and you already want me gone?"

Every head in the room turned to stare at him.

"Of course not! If you two leave, she will follow you," Belle replied matter of factly.

Snow connected the dots and squealed, "You're right, she is a genius! That is brilliant Emma, truly brilliant."

Rumpelstiltskin was very angry, "Someone please explain this to me. I think I might be missing the brilliant part, since I will lose my magic if I cross the town line...OH. Oh Ms. Swan, that is a good idea. There is only one problem."

"What is it?" she asked him.

"What will stop her from coming back over the town line when we do?"

Emma grinned, and Snow felt her face screw up in concern for the third time since her daughter walked into the loft. This was not a good grin. It was the look she saw in Regina's eyes when she declared Snow her number one enemy all those years ago, it was the look in Rumpelstiltskin's eyes when he wanted to go after Zelena for killing Neal, and the look in Hook's eyes when she first met him. It was the look of revenge.

"Me," Emma whispered.