To Emma's great surprise, she'd actually managed to fall asleep early, and stay asleep for most of the night. She couldn't remember the last time she did that, in Neverland or in general.

The beep of the alarm clock was also surprisingly comforting to her, even if she normally couldn't stand hearing them. But it was a firm reminder that she was home, back in a world where things actually made sense… for the most part. Apparently Baelfire was from a fairy tale land that really existed.

That thought still made her head spin, as she changed back into her jeans and t-shirt, and made a mental note to go shopping. She swore she'd seen a thrift store in town. Hopefully they had cheap clothes that would fit, because she really didn't want to be stuck wearing the same clothes over and over again.

What she didn't expect when she got downstairs after teaching Baelfire and Tink how showers worked, was seeing Granny and Ruby standing outside, staring at the clock tower in the center of town.

"Um… good morning Granny, Ruby… is everything okay?" she asked with a frown. They looked like they'd seen a ghost, honestly.

"Oh! I'm sorry dear, I guess I lost track of time," Granny said, snapping out of her own thoughts and looking at Emma. "Everyone's just a little confused about the clocktower, that's all. The clock hasn't worked as long as I can remember, and now it's finally showing the right time."

Emma followed their gazes and looked at the clock, which was now showing the correct time. "Huh…" she remarked. "Maybe one of the maintenance guys for the town did it. I'm sure they get bored when there aren't any calls to answer."

"I don't know why they'd pick now of all times to fix it. It hasn't worked my whole life," Ruby said, then sighed. "At least it gives us something to talk about instead of the same old boring sh - stuff."

Granny shook her head. "Well, whatever the case is, we won't figure it out standing here. Let's open up the diner for the day. Where are you friends, Emma?"

"They were getting dressed last I checked. They should be down soon." Hopefully. Providing neither of them flooded the bathroom.

And that would raise a whole other set of issues.

"Sorry you'll probably be bored for the first hour or so in terms of not having any dishes to wash," Ruby said with a small frown. "Though, I guess you'll have to eat, so you'll be able to start with your own until the customers come in."

Emma laughed. "It's fine, Ruby, really! I'm just grateful you and Granny took us in at all. I was worried we'd be out on the streets or something."

"Storybrooke wouldn't have let that happen. Though you're lucky you ran into us instead of Mr. Gold or the mayor," Ruby said with a shudder.

"Ruby, hush, she's right there," Granny hissed, nodding in the direction of a woman wearing a black trench coat, high heels, and a deep red lipstick. There was an air about her that said she felt she was better than the others in town, and Emma was immediately put off by it.

"Come on. Inside," Ruby muttered, all but shoving Emma into the diner. "I swear that woman is hiding something."

Emma rolled her eyes. "She's a politician. It's probably tax fraud or a sex scandal."

"Aren't you a little young to be talking about sex scandals?"

She shrugged. "I dunno. Am I?" She hardly knew what normal teenagers went through, after all, but even the terrible school she'd been to before going to Neverland had at least started talking about condoms. It was hard to forget a grown woman struggling to fit one on a banana, after all.

Ruby sighed. "Come on, what do you want for breakfast? I'll make sure you and your friends are served first."

Emma glanced over and smiled at Tink and Neal, relieved they'd managed to rinse the soap and shampoo out of their hair and skin. While she had hope for Neal, she hadn't been sure how much Tink knew about personal hygiene. If she lived in a forest before Neverland… it couldn't have been much, right?

"Alright, we're not going to need three of you on dish duty right now, so are any of you good with plants?" Granny asked.

Tink's hand shot up. "Oh! I am! I love plants! I grew up in a garden you know!"

Granny stared at her in confusion. "You… grew up in a garden?"

Emma cleared her throat. "What she means is… her parents owned a greenhouse, so she grew up around plants. She would help them every day with watering and fertilizing them and putting them on carts for the customers."

"Oh," Granny said with a relieved sigh. "Well if that's the case, follow me, Rosetta."

As Tink followed Granny back toward the bed and breakfast with a wide grin, Emma let out a sigh as she looked at Bae. "Did she seriously live in a garden?"

He shrugged. "That's what the story says. Fairies live in a tulip pod chamber and are able to watch over us like, well, like a god does."

Fairies lived in flowers. Sure. Of course they did. Why not?

"Okay you two, c'mon back to the kitchen," Ruby said, ushering Emma and Bae around the counter. "I mean, it's dishwashing, so I trust you know what you're doing, but I promised Granny I'd tell you what to do."

It was basic stuff, of course, and they worked out a system of who washed and who dried, stacking the clean dishes where they needed to go so the cooks could grab clean plates for the new orders.

"This isn't so bad," Bae murmured, wrist deep in soapy water. "Especially since we're getting a place to stay too."

"Yeah…"

"Hey Emma? Can you give me a hand, please?" Ruby called a bit later. "One of our waitresses called out and Granny's busy at the register."

"Oh - yeah, of course Ruby!" It wasn't like she had any choice if she wanted to keep the roof over her head. Still, she felt a little nervous - she'd never waitressed before, and had always thought the trays looked too heavy to carry.

"Can you take this mug of cocoa to the woman in the pink sweater with short, black hair?" Ruby asked, pointing to the woman sitting at one of the two-person tables.

Emma nodded, relieved it was just one thing she needed to deliver and not a whole tray of food to a family of five.

"What's that on the whipped cream?" Emma asked, looking at the brown flecks. Surely they couldn't be -

"Cinnamon. Mary-Margaret's the only one in town who drinks it that way. Just one of her quirks."

Huh. Emma had never known another person who liked cinnamon on their hot chocolate. What were the odds she would run into someone who liked it here? Of all places, it was some little town in Maine that didn't look big enough to be on any printed map?

"Um… here you go, Miss Blanchard," she said, setting the mug in front of her carefully. "Is there anything else you need?"

When Mary-Margaret looked up at her and smiled, Emma felt a little startled. She had the same color eyes she did, and strangely, they shared a face shape. There was no way this woman was related to her, right? "No, thank you, I'm fine for now. But I don't remember seeing you here before. Are you a new hire?"

She nodded. "I'm Emma. I just got to town."

Mary-Margaret's smile didn't falter. "Oh, well, I hope you enjoy your time here, Emma."

Emma smiled weakly in return. "Yeah, thanks. Enjoy the hot chocolate. I put a little extra cinnamon on it when Ruby wasn't looking. I always prefer extra on mine."

"I won't tell her, promise. I think you're the only other person I've met who likes cinnamon on it."

"Yeah," Emma said, "me too."

When Ruby called her away, Emma felt a strange, almost familiar pull toward Mary-Margaret as she turned away from the table.

Huh. Weird.

Tink hummed a mindless song under her breath. Thankfully, she recognized most of the flowers that were planted in and around the bed and breakfast garden. How strange to think that the Land Without Magic would have the same flora as The Enchanted Forest and even Neverland. Regardless, it made this gardening gig easy, which obviously meant Tink would be able to fit in here no problem! And to think, Emma had been so tense the previous night, like she was worried Tink and Bae would blow their cover or something. How silly!

Tink could have made it as a farmer, she thought. If Blue had granted her mercy when she'd taken her wings, she wouldn't have minded having a little farm somewhere, living off the land and selling what she didn't need, like a normal peasant in their realm.

Well, maybe she wouldn't want to live in Regina's kingdom after what had happened. If Regina had just listened, she would have been able to prove to Blue that humans could change, even if there was hate inside them.

There had been so many bad humans in Misthaven and all throughout their world, but nothing would compare to Pan.

Tink shuddered a little at the thought of Neverland as she cut a dandelion from the plant. Why Granny considered them to be weeds she would never know, but she was doing as she was told and getting rid of them… in her own way, by carefully placing them in her pocket to do something with later. She'd seen a few cups wrapped up in the bathroom of their room. Maybe they could spruce it up.

"Tink?"

Her head shot up, because no one in this town should know who she was, and came face to face with Regina, though instead of a dress fit for a queen, she was wearing some sort of suit like Bae had once told her about.

"Regina. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be living your royal life in Misthaven?" she asked coldly as she brushed dirt off her gloves and rose to her feet.

"Why would I want to go back to a world where Snow White is living happily ever after?" Regina replied. "So this is my happy ending. This is my world. My beautiful creation. You are not supposed to be here."

Oh no. Regina had fully given into the darkness in her heart, hadn't she? That was the only explanation. "I didn't exactly get to choose where I ended up when I escaped from Hell."

"What do you mean?"

"I got banished because a queen didn't want to do the thing that would make her happy. I was stuck in Neverland until yesterday."

"And this is my fault? The only thing I refused to do is go into that bar. It sounds like your boss was the one who sent you there in the first place," Regina glared, her eyes dark with fury. "How did you even escape? I thought that place was impossible to leave."

Tink smiled a little. "Pan was outsmarted by a couple of Lost Kids. They offered me my freedom and I took it." Was that meant to be a dig at Regina? Maybe a small one.

Regina didn't take the bait, her frown deepening. "Lost Kids that actually wanted to escape? Why would they want to do that?"

Tink shrugged. If Regina was in charge here, she did not want to risk getting Bae or Emma on her bad side on their second day here, when they didn't even know who she was. "I don't know. I guess they got tired of the constant hunting and wanted to remember what it was like to grow up and be… normal kids. Whatever that means here."

Regina scoffed. "Why would that shadow leave you outside Storybrooke?"

"I don't know. Maybe because I was with them and I'm originally from the Enchanted Forest." No sense in dragging Bae down with her. It would be better to let Regina believe both kids were from The Land Without Magic.

"Fine. I will allow you and your group to stay in Storybrooke, but if you get in the way of my happy ending, just know I will destroy you. Enjoy your stay in Storybrooke, Tinkerbell."

Her eyes narrowed. She didn't know what had happened to Regina after they'd last met, but she didn't like it one bit. She would be damned if she let Regina hurt Emma or Bae though. "It's Rosetta. I know I'm just a character in a book in this land, Regina."

Regina gave her a smirk that sent a chill down her spine. "Right, well. Enjoy your time here, Rosetta."

When she had gone, Tink took a deep breath. She didn't know what had come over Regina after she was banished from Misthaven, but she knew she had to keep Emma and Bae safe from her no matter what.

The biggest question she had, though, was how Regina even got to Storybrooke in the first place. Storybrooke was hers? Did that mean other people from their world were here too?

Tink needed to find some answers, before her friends got hurt.

She just didn't know how she was going to do that. So, Tink turned back to the flowers and began working on the weeds again.

Later that night, they sat in the lounge room of the bed and breakfast, Tink having scrubbed the dirt out from her hands and fingernails. It was nice, being able to relax and enjoy a long day's end. Sometimes, when she'd had her magic, it had felt like days bled into each other, and Neverland of course didn't help anything.

"Rosetta, will you tell me about Australia? What are koalas like? Are they really as soft as they look on TV? What about the bugs? Are they really that big?" Ruby asked, dropping onto the chair next to Tink. "And how did you end up all the way in Maine?"

Tink shrugged. "I came here because I was worried about my cousin. Couldn't let her get into trouble while she's still just a kid."

"I'm not a kid!" Emma protested.

Ruby grinned, apparently having forgotten her other questions. "You look like a kid to me."

"I'm fourteen! That's not a kid!"

"Ruby! You forgot to unpack a shipment of napkins!" Granny suddenly called, breaking the light atmosphere. "Five of the tables need the holders to be refilled too!"

"Coming, Granny!" Ruby groaned and rolled her eyes. "I was hoping she wouldn't notice."

"I can help you, Ruby," Bae offered.

"Thanks kid," Ruby said, shooting a grin in Emma's direction as she rose to her feet. "The store room is this way."

Tink let out a small sigh of relief. "Okay Emma, tell me, what's Australia like?"

Emma blinked at her. "How am I supposed to know? I've never been there. It's on the other side of the planet!"

"Then what am I going to do when Ruby asks about it again?"

Emma took a deep breath and tapped her nail against her knee. "Okay, uh… Bae said he saw a library in town. It's apparently under that giant clock tower. We can go there and learn about Australia."

"Right… okay yeah, that's a good idea. Thanks Emma."

"Emma?"

Tink looked up, startled as the male voice spoke. Standing in the doorway was a man leaning against a cane, a curious look on his face. For some reason, he felt familiar, like someone she'd met - or at least seen - before she got banished from the Enchanted Forest, but she just couldn't place him.

Emma though, didn't seem as amused or curious. "Yeah?"

The man grinned. "No, nothing. It's just… what a lovely name."

"Er… thanks," Emma replied. "Who are you?"

Granny rushed forward with a wad of cash in her hand. "Here. It's here. All of it."

"Yes, yes, of course it is dearie," he said with a roll of his eyes as he turned away from Tink and Emma to take the money, tucking it into his pocket. "Pleasure doing business with you, as always." He then glanced back over at Emma as he moved to the door. "You enjoy your stay, Emma."

Emma shuddered when the door shut. "What the hell? Who was that?"

"Mr. Gold. He owns the place," Granny said as Ruby entered the room.

"The inn?"

"No. The town," Ruby finished, moving to the window and glancing out it. "He owns most of the buildings in town, and leases them out to others. Everyone likes to say Regina's the most powerful person here, but they're wrong. It's Gold."

"Is he that bad of a person?" Tink asked with a frown. If this Gold person held more power than Regina, maybe he could be on her side, if she could figure out who he was supposed to be.

"I heard the last time someone was late on their rent, he smashed their glass counter, so you tell me," Ruby said, a hand on her hip.

"He's not a man you want to make an enemy of," Granny agreed. "Ruby, where's Neal? I was going to have him help with checking the stock in the kitchen."

Ruby shrugged. "He said he had a headache, so he went upstairs. He took the back entrance so he didn't disturb the conversation out here."

"I'll check on him," Tink offered, jumping to her feet. This was suspicious. Maybe Bae knew more than he was willing to share with Ruby. "Emma, why don't you help Granny with her stock?"

Emma blinked a little, but looked at Granny. "Is - is that okay with you, Granny?"

"Of course. I just can't do it alone. Come on. And you, Ruby. I want you to finish the profit summary for the month."

Ruby, who had been sneaking toward the side door in an attempt to leave, rolled her eyes. "Fine, but when I'm done I'm meeting Lacey for drinks."

"Fine, fine." It was obviously a battle long fought and seldom won.

Tink made her way upstairs and pushed the door to their room open. "Bae?" she said softly. "Are you okay?"

Bae was curled up on the bed, clutching one of the pillows tight and facing the window. When Tink approached him and put a hand on his shoulder, he flinched back. "I can't stay here, Tink."

"What? Why not?"

"My father's here. I heard him talking to Granny when Ruby and I were getting the napkins," he explained. "I don't even understand how he would even get to the Land Without Magic. The magic bean Blue gave me was the last one."

Tink was starting to understand why the shadow had chosen this place to drop them off at. Regina's cryptic words, and now Bae's father being here? But wait… if Regina thought this place was her happy ending, why would someone else supposedly hold more power? This man, Mr. Gold…

"What's your father's name, Bae?" she asked quietly.

But Bae just shook his head, shuddering. "I can't say it. If I do, he'll show up."

Oh.

"Your father is The Dark One, isn't he?"

Bae nodded. "You know the story. He became to suffocating and protective and then… dark, so I tried to get him to give up his magic. That's why I ended up in London. He was supposed to go with me… but he broke our deal."

Tink bit her lip. "That sounds awful, Bae. I'm sorry you went through that, but… I might have an idea of why he's here, because I ran into someone I know from The Enchanted Forest too. The Queen of Misthaven."

"Wait, what? But how?"

"I don't know, but there has to be a way to find out."

"My father always finds a loophole," Bae said. "I can't face him. I just can't. I don't care how long it's been."

"You won't have to. I'll take care of it, I promise."

People from The Enchanted Forest were here for a reason, and Tink was determined to find out why.