Belle opened the door into her father's flower shop and to her surprise discovered Mary Poppins, Maurice and Lily all waiting inside for her.

"Lily!" called out Belle to her daughter as she ran forward and scooped her up into her arms.

"Mum-!" said Lily, but before she could finish the rest of her sentence Belle squeezed her tightly. With anxious relief, Belle cried into her daughter's ear, "Don't you ever run away from us again! Do you hear me?!"

All Lily could breathe out from her mother's hug was, "I won't Mama. I'm sorry."

Belle looked up to find Mary and Maurice looking on with joy over the reunion. As a parent now, Belle finally empathized with her father. Lily was gone for less than a day and she was beside herself with anxiety. It was at that moment that she realized the anguish her father must have felt when she had left him for Rumplestiltskin and the other time for New York. With a heavy heart, Belle sat Lily down on the ground. Without saying a word she walked over to her father with tears in her eyes and hugged him tightly. As she hugged him she apologized, "I'm so sorry for not calling, Papa."

"It's alright, my girl. I'm just glad you're home," he replied heartwarmingly.

"Welcome back," chimed in Mary as she rubbed Belle's arm. At the touch, Belle shuddered. Instead of relishing in the heartfelt reunion, the touch reminded her of abandonment to which she turned to Mary and said with frustration, "Mother, why didn't you let me know Lily was with you?"

"I did," Mary argued back. "I said so in the letter I left behind for you and Rumplestiltskin."

"Wait… what?" said Lily who suddenly caught how her mother addressed Mary Poppins. She couldn't believe what she just heard and became shocked by the news of her kinship to Mary Poppins. "Did… did you just say mother?" Lily stuttered reiterating what she thought she just learned, "Is Mary Poppins my-my… grandmother?"

Belle turned around to her daughter and admitted guiltily, "She is."

"Why didn't you tell me? Why hide this from me? Why hide any of this from me?" demanded Lily who was clearly upset and confused. Belle knelt down before her daughter and explained, "I have always wanted to tell you. In a way, I have always told you. I've told you every time I read a story from my library at home to you. Those stories on my bookshelf, they're not just fairy tales, they're about real people. You know the story Beauty and the Beast, the one I've always read to you?"

Lily nodded and complied, "Your favorite book."

"It's not just my favorite book. The reason why I have always read it to you is because the story is about me and your father…" Belle gasped as she suddenly realized he wasn't there with them. She reiterated more seriously, "Your father! I need to let him know I've found you!"

"Belle," stopped Mary as Belle went for her cell phone to contact him. "It's no use. Rumplestiltskin is no longer the man you married."

"What do you mean? Of course he is. He's her father. He has every right to know," said Belle defiantly as she tried to understand Mary's cryptic warning.

Mary shook her head and sighed, "He's The Author now." The Author? How did she know about Lily's story? How did she know that Rumplestiltskin was the Author now? It was then that Belle realized why she didn't like the idea of her and Rumple separating; it was because of this dreaded moment. What Belle couldn't understand was why would he make such a horrific mistake? Gold knew of Lily's journal. She was the one that read the passages to him! During the car ride, they learned about the dangers of the Author and his Sorcerer's hat, so why did he still go after it? None of it made sense, yet deep down Belle knew that what Mary had said was true. So what now? How do you stop the greatest Sorcerer in all the lands? Belle pondered after the thought but had no clue where to begin. After a few moments of allowing the news to sink in, Mary suggested, "I think it's time for you to enact the spell."

"What spell?" asked Lily and Maurice simultaneously.

The Spell! Of course! It could stop the Author! Belle knew exactly what her mother was talking about and confirmed, "The Impossible Possible spell… are you sure it would work?"

Mary nodded in reply, "I'm sure. It's time. Now you're ready to cast it."

As a deity, Mary had spent her immortal life loving every person she had ever met and it saddened her to watch all of her friends pass on from each world she visited. It was what inspired Mary to create the spell in the first place, to do the impossible and end her immortality. What Mary wanted was to be like her mortal friends and to finish out the rest of her days with her loved ones. So she created a spell to do just that but it was less than perfect. After many experiments, Mary discovered the spell to be extremely volatile, giving anyone who said the spell an obtuse amount of blissful joy. Something was missing. Mary knew the spell was perfect so the fallibility fell on the caster.

Nothing was more powerful that true love. So it was decided that Mary's true love had to cast it, but it still wasn't strong enough. There was one other caveat to casting the sensitive spell. Not only did Mary's true love have to cast it, but the caster had to have never seen her use magic before. The caster had to be strong in faith and since adoration and faith was the source to all deity magic it was also the foundation to Mary's spell. Unfortunately, for a beloved deity who was notorious for using magic, finding her caster was extremely hard to come by. The caster to this unique and complicated spell had to be equally unique and complicated which was why Belle was perfect for it. However, Mary didn't know that it was Belle until the day she was born.

One day Mary met Maurice and she fell in love. Life happened. Belle happened. On the day Belle was born Mary fell instantly in love and it was during that moment of love that she knew she would one day cast her spell. But Mary couldn't stay in their world. The wind, Mary's source of power, prevented her from staying. Her deity obligations forced her to move on to other worlds, leaving her without the luxury of time to wait for her daughter to grow up and cast the spell properly. Mary had to leave Maurice and Belle in the Enchanted Forest and it broke her heart to do so. So when the Wind brought Mary back to Storybrooke seven years ago, the reunion after many years of separation was less than joyful.

Belle grew up without a mother and it was for that reason that she was still short with her mother. Despite Belle's hostility, Belle never stopped loving her mother. Their love for one another was the key to casting the spell and they both knew it. Ever since their last correspondence, Belle had since forgiven Mary but the fact remained that for all of her childhood she was motherless and that bitterness never truly went away.

During their last meeting in Storybrooke seven years ago Mary finally confessed to Belle her spell, the Impossible Possible spell. When Belle understood her mother's explanations she insisted on enacting the spell right away, but it was Mary who insisted that she should wait. Not only was Belle not ready at the time, it wasn't the right time to do it. But now, she was ready.

Since that day, Belle never forgot about her mother and despite her distaste for magic she never forgot her mother's Impossible Possible spell. She knew exactly what she had to do. Say the word and her heart will do the rest. In her mind's eye she saw Storybrooke for what it was... a place without magic. It was a place where everyone and all creatures had no magic. Where her mother could grow old with her father and where she and her family could live and be together again. That was what she wanted. That was what she wished for and what her heart truly wanted. With the wish cemented in her heart and her mind clear, Belle closed her eyes as she said confidently, "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious."

The air was still and silent. When she opened her eyes she looked around the shop and discovered that nothing had happened. "Did I do it wrong?" Belle asked doubtfully.

Mary smiled and replied, "You performed wonderfully."

Just then Belle heard some clamoring out on the street. The family huddled inside the shop, looked around curiously as they tried to determine what the noise outside was.

"What's going on Mama?" asked Lily with concern as the uproar got louder and louder.

"I don't know," said Belle as the indecipherable commotion neared their door step. To see what was going on, Belle opened up the shop's door and…

… …

When Mr. Gold abandoned Henry at the Pawn Shop, Henry was left flabbergasted. He had never felt so burned by betrayal before and for the first time ever he was angry at his grandfather. Never again would he trust him, Henry swore. Henry was about to take off after Mr. Gold to go search for him when suddenly his cell phone chirped. When he pulled out his cell phone he saw an egregious amount of missed texts and phone calls from family, all of whom were wondering where he was. He needed to respond to at least one of them and decided to call back the first person who attempted to reach him.

The phone rang in his ear until Regina finally picked up and shouted, "Henry! Where were you? Where are you? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine! Mom, I'm fine," assured Henry as his own irritation waned. "I'm at the Pawn Shop. Where are you?"

"I'm at the family vault. As soon as magic disappeared I knew something was wrong. Even before Emma called I already started looking for you. Did you know your grandfather and Belle are on their way into town?"

"I did…" said Henry as he disappeared from the shop carrying his Once Upon A Time book with him. He reappeared outside his family's vault and hung up on his mother. As he descended into the catacombs he could still hear his mother trying to communicate with him over her cell phone.

"Henry?..." called out Regina into her cell phone when suddenly she heard footsteps coming from behind her. She turned around and after recognizing who it was she hung up and ran towards her son and hugged him. "You had me worried!"

"I'm sorry," said Henry as he hugged his mother back. "I'm sorry for many reasons."

"What on Earth can you possibly be sorry for?" wondered Regina.

Henry backed away from his mother and glanced down at the ground in shame. "Henry?" called Regina again to her son while gently raising his chin so that she could look into his eyes. The fact that he didn't respond right away disturbed her slightly and he shook away from her gentle grasp.

"We need to get the family together," said Henry forwardly as he backed away from his mother. He couldn't help but think about the pocket-watch he had just lost.

"Well, Emma's already rounded everybody in town to search for your grandfather's daughter, your Aunt Lily. That's why Belle and Gold have returned to Storybrooke."

"I know," said Henry as he placed his book on one of the bookshelves in the room.

"You know?" said Regina looking at her son curiously.

"I already ran into Mr. Gold… and Aunt Lily, actually," said Henry as he admitted to himself how he was overpowered by a child.

"You have?"

Henry disregarded the thought and had to focus on the task at hand. "If Emma's with everyone else then we need to find them too. This involves everyone in Storybrooke, not just family," said Henry seriously as he pulled out his cell phone to contact Emma. "Something terrible has happened and I need you guys to hear it from me first."

Henry ran out of the vault quickly which caused Regina to chase after him. "Henry!" cried out Regina in alarm as she followed him outside.

As soon as Henry stepped outside he pulled out his cell phone and began dialing but had no success. When his call wouldn't connect he cursed, "Damn! I can't get a signal. Mom…" Henry turned to his mother and directed, "See if you can contact Emma. I can't. Tell her to gather everybody and have them meet me over at the clock tower by the library doors as soon as possible. I'll wait for you all there and will explain everything then."

"Wait! What?" asked Regina slightly confused, but before she could get a response Henry disappeared in a magical cloud.

… …

Henry reappeared just inside the library doors and stood there staring out through its windows. In just minutes his family and friends would be arriving and expecting answers from him. He exhaled nervously as he prepared his thoughts to explain Cogsworth and how he lost it.

"Just come clean," coached Henry to himself as he tried to put on a brave face. He stepped outside the library doors just as the caravan of vehicles arrived at the building. He stood there anxiously as both his parents got out of their cars.

As soon as Killian, Robin, Mary-Margaret, David, Neal, Archie, Granny, Ruby, Leroy and his brothers arrived they gathered around Henry waiting eagerly for everyone to hear what it was that he had to say. Seeing that everyone had arrived, Emma looked around and initiated, "Alright, kid. Everyone's here. What's the deal?"

"I wanted to apologize to everyone… about Cogsworth," apologized Henry.

"We know about Cogsworth," stated Mary-Margaret.

"You do?" Henry asked twisting his face with confusion.

"What we can't figure out is why you never told us you found it?" asked David.

Henry took a breath and explained, "I never told anybody about finding Cogsworth because I made a promise to you all at the town meeting years ago, that I would find everyone's happy endings. When I found Cogsworth, Mr. Gold attached a note to it saying that in order to find the happy endings, I needed to find the Sorcerer's hat. I needed that time to investigate and search for this hat without having the watch tied up in town politics. It was unfair of me to do that and I'm sorry."

Silence fell upon the crowd. Some shuffled their feet awkwardly, while others grumbled something disappointedly as they accepted his apology in their own way. Regina looked around at the crowd and said diplomatically, "Thank you for your honesty, but Henry…" Regina heaved an exasperated sigh as she tried to think of how to gingerly express her disapproval. Out of stress, she massaged her temples with her fingers and continued regretfully, "As the town's mayor, I can't even begin to tell you what the repercussions are to what you did. As your mother, I have to say that I'm pretty disappointed in you."

"I know. It's my fault I let everyone down. In retribution, I will do whatever community service to make up for it."

"Sounds fair," acknowledged Leroy from the crowd.

"We will determine what your penance will be to the community service later," stated Regina.

"…and make sure that the punishment will fit the crime," added Emma to reassure the crowd.

"There's more," Henry continued bashfully.

"More?" Emma said unbelievingly. "Geez kid, what else did you do?"

"I didn't do anything else. The watch," Henry said as he took a breath, "it was stolen from me earlier this morning. A little girl named Lily took it from me."

"So there's another little girl out there who may have the watch and this Lily is the reason you stopped us from searching for Morgan?" Leroy asked from the group of confused brothers.

"No, Belle said that she was going to find her daughter," corrected Emma. "We were searching for Morgan."

"I'm a little confused," interrupted Killian, "I thought we were looking for the Dark One's daughter. Are you implying that Morgan and Lily are the same person? Are we searching for the same person or two different people?"

Killian hit the nail on the head as he poised two legitimate questions. Based off of everyone's reaction to his questioning, apparently it was the source of everyone's confusion too. When nobody answered him, many people within the group began murmuring to themselves over the confusion. To their reaction, Henry confirmed, "Lily and Morgan are the same person. Mr. Gold confirmed it to me and told me so."

"Why did Belle lie to us?" Emma asked out loud.

"She never really lied to us," pointed out Archie sympathetically.

"Yeah, but she never corrected us either. She led us to believe that there were two people for us to be concerned about instead of just one. She omitted the truth and omitting the truth is just as bad as lying," stated Emma who seemed to be stewing angrily over the deception.

"Belle is just protecting her daughter," reasoned Regina. Emma turned to Regina, giving her a scowl over the comment to which she replied, "What? Are you saying that you've never lied to protect the person you loved?"

With her point being taken, Emma withdrew her scowl but before she could say anything magic disappeared again. It was an odd sensation as Emma, the dwarves, Regina and Henry glanced over at one another suspiciously. Nothing happened. No magic blast. No obvious wave of gold or silver engulfed them, just nothing. It was odd and then not odd at all. To the non-magical folk in the group nothing remarkable happened, but to the individuals accustomed to magic a difference was felt. With the notable silence that had suddenly fallen upon the group Mary-Margaret looked around at her family's confused faces and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mom? Did you guys feel that?" Henry asked his mothers.

"Actually, yeah," concurred Emma.

"Did you...?" Regina asked her son, wondering if Henry was the one who took magic away again.

"No. Not this time. This… this is different." Just then Henry looked up and saw through the crowd his grandfather leave the Pawn Shop. "Everyone move out of the way! Excuse me!" shouted Henry as he swam through the crowd to approach his grandfather on the other side of the street. "Mr. Gold! Grandpa!"

Mr. Gold ignored Henry and instead seemed to move with haste towards the Flower Shop. Henry jogged after his grandfather with a parade of people following behind him. "Hey! I want my pen back!" Henry called again, but Gold continued to ignore him. As Henry finally caught up to Mr. Gold, he placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him and said, "Hey! I'm talking to you! Where are you going?"

"First of all," said Mr. Gold with great agitation as he quickly shirked off Henry's grasp. "I'm not your grandfather," said Merlin. As Merlin glanced over at Henry and the crowd behind him a flash of gold shimmered in his eyes. It was evident that Rumplestiltskin was no longer there. "This pen," Merlin continued as he flaunted the pen in front of Henry, "was never yours to begin with. It was always mine. And where I'm going, is none of your damn business." Merlin turned back around and resumed walking down the street, leaving a stumped and affronted Henry behind in his tracks.

"Henry! Stay away from him! He's the Author!" warned Emma as she finally caught up with her son to stop him.

"There's no magic here," called out Henry bravely to the Author.

The Author turned around and replied, "Don't you think I already know that? I'm here to retrieve it for you. So just stay out of my way! I'm trying to write a story here and without magic this story, this town, would just simply be too bland. I'm doing you all a favor."

Everyone in town followed after Henry and the Author as they continued walking down the street to the Flower Shop. Like a moving storm, the crowd and the Author strolled up to the Flower Shop's door. Merlin reached for the knob, but to his surprise, the door knob turned for him. Belle had barely made it past the door's threshold when she looked up and gasped at the sudden presence of everyone in town including her husband in front of her.

Ugh! This chapter was also another buggar to edit! At one moment I was like, screw it. It's not going to be the end of the world if it isn't perfect. Well guess what? I just had that moment and so that's why you're reading this chapter right now. I'm sorry if any of it was incoherent. Anyways, cheers to everyone for sticking with me in this story. Just two more and we're done! Will try to post the next chapter asap, but for now, see you next chapter!