Chapter sixteen
The bell over the pawn shop rung out again, as Graham strode in, followed closely by Henry and August.
Gold raised his eyebrow at the trio, "how can I help you?"
"You know exactly how you can help us," Graham seethed.
He simply shook his head.
"We need magic to come to Storybrooke," Henry piped up.
Gold laughed.
"What's funny?" Henry asked.
"You know, if you wait a week, the curse will break itself," he pointed out.
Henry shook his head, "NO!" he shouted.
"Had quite the change of heart haven't we?"
"What do you mean, I never wanted my mom to die," he said with tears threatening to fall.
"Yes, well your dear mother remembers quite a different past, one where you made her believe that you couldn't care less."
Henry shook his head vigorously, "none of that ever happened."
"It did to her," he smirked, picking up a random trinket he said, "how about a demonstration?"
Henry narrowed his eyes, as Gold crushed it in his hand, blowing the dust, it began to embed itself on a mirror. Instantly an unfamiliar scene appeared. Henry could tell that he was slightly older here, his mother standing in front of him with watery eyes.
"Henry please," she begged.
"No, I found my real mom, and I have my dad now, I don't need you. Why can't you just leave me alone, I hate you!" he shouted.
Regina nodded, giving him a weak watery smile, "okay," she said, before making to walk away.
A bell rang behind Henry and Emma ran out, "Henry?"
He looked at his blonde mother and launched into a hug, "what's wrong?"
"Nothing," he replied.
The image disappeared from the mirror, but Henry continued to look at it blankly. "Why would I do that?" he cried after a moment.
"My point, Henry, is that you can get over her death," Gold said casually.
Henry shook his head, "I must have been an idiot, I clearly didn't even give her a chance. I won't let you take away her second chance."
"Believe me, she is on a far higher number than two chances," Gold replied.
"No, that was the Evil Queen that was given all of those chances, we are talking about Regina," Graham said, "now tell us what we need to know."
"And why would I do that?" he sneered.
"Because, you'll eventually run out of trinkets to use for magic, if we succeed , than the curse will break and you will have an unlimited source of power," August offered.
Gold looked at him sceptically, "and if the dear saviour does not break the curse, I will still be trapped here, with an asleep but very much alive queen."
"She will break the curse, it's her destiny, right?" August replied.
"I may be a very patient man, puppet, but even an immortal has their limits. I need to get my son back so that he can meet his son."
"What?" Graham asked.
"My son is Henry's father," he replied with a triumphant smile.
Each man looked at the boy expectantly. Henry just looked at Gold, "so you're my grandfather."
Gold nodded, looking at the boy cautiously.
"Do you think that your son would ever love you again if you ruined your own grandson's life!" he shot at him.
"You would have both of your parents," he defended.
"Emma and whoever your son is, are not my parents!" he shouted.
"But they can be, eventually."
"Eventually isn't good enough. Neither of them were there to look after me, Emma doesn't know what I'm allergic to, she doesn't know who my favourite superhero is, what my favourite book is, what song makes me feel better when I'm sick. And I'm willing to bet that your son doesn't even know that I exist!" he shouted
Gold looked at the boy, completely dumbstruck. All he wanted to do was an uncomplicated family for his son, he was sure the queen would be a barrier. But he also knew what it was like to be abandoned by a parent, and to love those that raised you no matter what.
"How could I be so foolish?" he sighed.
Henry looked up at him in hope, "so you'll help?"
"I don't see that you have given me any choice."
Graham and August exchanged a look, "okay, so what do we need to do?" Graham asked.
"I'm afraid that this is a task that the saviour must complete."
Henry groaned, "why?"
"Years ago I asked her father to place a source of true love magic, inside a very powerful creature. As far as I know, your mother had quite the feud with Maleficent, so her curse was to remain in dragon form, trapped and helpless."
"The magic is inside Maleficent?" Graham choked out.
"Calm down sheriff, even if you tried you would not be able to get the magic source. The source comes from Snow White and Prince Charming, so only they or a product of their love can possibly get what we need to save the queen."
"How do you feel about sending David Nolan in with a sword?" August said.
Graham shot him a dirty look, "so we're back to the whole making Emma believe, it makes it kind of pointless to even send her to the dragon."
"True Love is a form of magic hunter, assuming that the saviour does in fact love the queen, there would still need to be a source of magic to make it true love."
The two men and the boy each sighed.
"Do you have any suggestions?" Henry asked desperately.
Gold pondered this for a moment, "well she just needs to remember the past that she has already lived through, and I believe that the process has already begun."
"Will it take less than a week?" August questioned.
Gold shook his head, "the saviour is quite stubborn, it could take years."
"You've seen the future, what makes her believe?"
Gold shook his head, he had actually spent more time thinking of ways to hurt Regina, "she saw you eat the turnover, then she picked up the story book..."
"She hasn't read the story book!" Henry shouted, before running out of the shop.
Graham and August each gave Gold a half appreciative and half dirty look, before quickly following the boy onto Main Street.
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