The two hours drive to the Storybrooke boundary was uneventful, although it was now getting late. Trian had not wanted to stop at the only Diner on the way even though he knew that the baby would doubtless be needing a nappy change or feed or whatever. Trian stopped his bike on the verge and waved Kelly to stop in the road. Trian got off and raised the front of his helmet, revealing a face like his brother Rex but blond and shaven, at least Kelly thought it was shaven, unless he was younger. She would never guess that despite their differing, current, appearances, Trian, Rex and Leo were identical triplets with some very weird emotionally programmable hair genetics.
"Wait here until I make a hole in the barrier, then go through" Trian shouted. Kelly was baffled. All she could see was the sign for Storybrooke. She checked that her gun was not on its safety.
Trian faced the barrier, rased his arms and concentrated. Moving forward he touched the force barrier and could now sense it and its force energy. He focused his mind on the barrier. This was not the original barrier erected to keep out Pan's agents, but a Dragon modification of The Ice Queen's residual barrier. Apart from Dragons, it was intended like the original barrier to keep people, and anything else, out. The Storybrooke magic well was concealing quite a bit of magical garbage now.
Kelly now saw a curtain of shimmering light across the road. Trian willed a doorway to appear. Kelly now saw a hole appear. Trian turned, and in a rather wooden manner waved her to drive through. Keeping the entry temporarily open was a strain, even though energy manipulation, like all elemental magic, was easy for Dragonlords. However, he was only a hatchling.
Once Kelly, with some anxiety, had driven through, Trian wheeled his bike through the opening, parked it and turned to face the barrier. He relaxed his hold over the barrier gradually, not wanting the opening to close with an EMP ripple that could alert all and sundry, never mind how many transistors and processors it might blow. Getting on his bike he turned the ignition key, and just for the hell of it commanded the ignition to start rather than cranking the engine with his foot. Kelly had been watching and was baffled by how he had started up the bike.
Trian dropped his helmet and then drove up to Kelly, "It's best that you go your own way, for now. Drive to the centre of town and go to Granny's Diner. The locals will be shocked that you got past the barrier but will try to cover it up. Make up any excuse that you like about how you got here. There are no Wesen here, but there is a Werewolfess, not the same thing, she's quite friendly". "You do not behave like a Grimm here", that was spoken with some emphasis. He continued, "You can get a room at Granny's B and B. There's a fake order of Nuns in town. Find them. Tell Mother Superior why you need protection. Say that you need a Blood Magic Shield for the baby, and Psychic shields for you both. Got it?"
"Yes, Granny's, Nuns, Blood and Psi shields" whatever they were, "What about the boat?"
"Problem, looks like Hook's gone and lost it. Don't worry".
"Why are you helping us?"
"You don't need to know, and it's better not to know. Oh, the town librarian, Belle, can be trusted. As a bookworm she will be real interested about Royals, Wesen and Grimms. But she has problems of her own. The guy in the photo is her slung out of town husband, The Dark One"
They had no reason to think that The Dark One knew about the baby, but Rex had given Kelly the photo's just in case. It would also provide Kelly with a way to elicit help in Storybrooke.
Then Trian drove away, fast.