XVIII. "Yeah, I'd be nervous, too."
–[Storybrooke - Present]–
Mr Gold later knocks on the Charmings' apartment door, and Emma answers. "Ready to go, Miss Swan?" He asks.
"Almost," Emma replies, and he enters the apartment when Henry enters the room with a suitcase and coat.
"Do you think we'll be cold where we're going, or warm?" Henry asks.
"I think layers are always a good idea," she tells him.
"I thought the terms of our agreement were quite clear. You owe me a favour – you alone," the Dark One snaps.
"We're not leaving Henry here with Cora lurking about, so either we both go, or we both stay." The Sheriff argues.
"Then, we'll have to purchase another plane ticket, won't we?" Mr Gold grumbles, and Mary Margaret enters and helps Henry put on his jacket.
"Wait. We're flying?" Landon asks, coming in behind him with a suitcase.
"Don't worry, I'm covering expenses. Even the new ones," he assures them, and David overhears the conversation as he comes down the stairs.
"You're a real gentleman, aren't you?" David snaps. "Alright, Gold, you're going out there with my family. Just know, if anything happens to them…"
"Then you'll what? Cross the town line? And David Nolan will hunt me down in his animal rescue van?" Rumpelstiltskin questions, smirking.
"I'll be devastated. This isn't a threat. It's a request. Take care of them," he replies and looks at Landon. "I know Landon will."
"I promise no harm will come to your family. After all, we have a deal," Mr Gold assures the Charmings.
{SPELLBINDING}
Mr Gold, equipped with the shawl around his neck, admiring the interior, sits in Landon's car. Emma is in the back with Henry, watching Storybrooke go by and head down a deserted road. "So… Where are we going?" Henry asks, curious.
"Logan International Airport," Mr Gold replies, looking at Landon and seeing him wearing a leather strap around his wrist. He recognises it as something the young Mills boy wore in the Enchanted Forest for years before he left on an adventure while his sister was captured by Snow White and Prince Charming.
"I think he meant after that," Emma argues.
"Let's just take things one step at a time, shall we?" He tells them.
"You really think that shawl's going to work?" She wonders. "And what about you, Landon?"
"Well, if it doesn't, and I revert to my cursed self, we're all going to have some problems. It'll work," the Dark One assures her.
"Agreed, it'll work," Landon mutters, and they pass the 'leaving Storybrooke' sign, and a wave of magic passes over Mr Gold and Landon. There's a brief pause inside the car.
"So?" The blond woman asks, looking at Mr Gold and Landon.
"My name is Rumpelstiltskin. And we're going find my son," Mr Gold tells them, and then they look at Landon.
"My name is Landon Mills. I'm the Historian of the Enchanted Forest," Landon says, making Henry and Emma sigh with relief.
{SPELLBINDING}
When David enters wearing two gun holsters, Mary Margaret is in the kitchen at the Charmings' apartment. "You like the holster, huh?" Mary Margaret muses, looking at her husband.
"I miss carrying a sword," David replies, smiling.
"Well, it looks good on you," she comments.
"Come on. Leroy has the Dwarves on Cora watch. They've got eyes everywhere, but they could use our help," he tells her.
"Really? How hard can it be to find a powerful sorceress in a small town?" Snow wonders, and they go to leave. When they open the door, they find Regina preparing to knock.
"Apparently, not very hard," Charming argues, looking between his wife and Regina.
"Regina. You're back," Mary Margaret tells her.
"I know you think I'm responsible for poor Dr Hopper's death," Regina says.
"He's… Alive," David informs her.
"What?" She asks, looking at them.
"You were framed," Mary Margaret tells her.
"Who would do that?" The dark-haired woman wonders.
"Your mother. She's here," she replies.
"But… But that's… That's… Not possible," Regina argues.
"When we found a way back, so did she. We were wrong… And we're so sorry," Snow says.
"I know. But, if Cora's here, then we're all in danger. Please, you have to let me see my son. I can protect him," she snaps urgently.
"He's not here," Mary Margaret informs her, shocking Regina.
"What?" The Evil Queen asks, looking between them.
"Mr Gold asked Emma to help him find his son," David explains. "They left town about an hour ago with Henry and Landon."
"And no one told me?" Regina questions angrily.
"We didn't know where you were. And, to be honest, Regina, I don't think Emma has to run anything by you," Mary Margaret argues, angering Regina further.
"No, I suppose she doesn't," she mutters before leaving and stomping down the stairs.
"That went well," Snow mutters, closing the door.
"With her, it doesn't get much better. Come on. Let's go find Cora," David tells her.
"Where?" Mary Margaret wonders.
"No idea. But I know who to ask," he replies, handing his wife a quiver of arrows and a bow before they leave.
{SPELLBINDING}
David, Mary Margaret, Leroy, and Killian are at the docks, trying to find his ship, the pirate walking with a noticeable limp. "You didn't even ask me about my recovery," Killian remarks.
"How are you feeling, Hook?" Mary Margaret says sarcastically.
"Come closer and feel for yourself," he jokes, making David hit the pirate.
"You want to lose the other hand? Where's the ship?" David demands. "Come on. Archie told us. It's shielded somehow, isn't it, mate?"
"Aye… That it is. Follow me. I don't know what you expect to find. Cora won't be there," Hook argues, warning them of the disappointment, though it's going according to their plan.
"Well, maybe she left something behind that will tell us where she went. Let's go," he snaps, pushing him forward.
"No funny business. I'm watching you, pirate," Leroy warns him, glaring at the Captain.
"Yes, Dwarf. That should deter me from any maleficence," Killian retorts sarcastically, looking at Leroy.
"Oh, don't worry, Leroy. He'll help us," Mary Margaret assures the others.
"What makes you so sure?" He wonders, looking at the raven-haired woman.
"Because you're a pirate. You know which way the wind blows, and, right now, it is gusting towards us," she replies, smiling.
"Oh. I see where your daughter got her gumption. Follow me," Hook says, and they arrive at the pier where the Jolly Rodger is anchored. Killian walks up to the invisible stars and disappears behind the rest. Surprised, The others watch but quickly follow onto the ship, ensuring the pirate doesn't try escaping.
"You sailed this ship from our land. Can you sail it back?" Leroy wonders, hoping to get back to the Enchanted Forest.
"My ship? She's a marvel. Made from enchanted wood. We weathered many a storm together, seen many strange, glittering shores. But, to travel between lands, she must go through a portal," Killian replies.
"Yeah. What do you know about Cora's plans?" David asks, glaring at the pirate.
"Cora's not the most communicative of lasses. I will tell you this – whatever malice she has in mind, her weapon of choice is in here," he informs them, gesturing to a tarp-covered box. Leroy and David pull back the tarp, revealing a cage; inside is the shrunken Giant from the beanstalk back in the Enchanted Forest, though he's unconscious.
"Who's that?" Mary Margaret asks as they gather around the Giant's cage.
"So, Cora used magic to make him travel-sized," Leroy concludes after Killian tells them most of what he knows, leaving out a few details.
"Whatever she intends to do with him, it's important," Killian replies.
"Oh, I think you know exactly what she intends. You're holding out," David argues, stepping towards the pirate.
"Well, either have your lovely wife torture it out of me, which I promise will be fun for both-." he teases Charming, who grabs him by the throat and shoves him against the wall.
"Why don't you and I have some fun?" Charming growls, glaring at the pirate, who looks at the Prince in shock.
"I don't know what she's planning. Why don't you wake the bloody Giant and ask him yourself?" Hook argues, trying to breathe through David's tight hold. Killian hands the key to the cage, and Mary Margaret takes it, unlocking the door. She crouches down and touches the Giant's shoulder, startling him awake.
"Hey… It's alright. You're safe now," Mary Margaret assures him, and the miniature Giant crawls out of the cage. "What's your name?"
"Anton. Where's that Witch?" Anton snaps, looking around for any sign of Cora.
"She's gone," she tells him.
"What did she do? She made me small," he growls, looking at himself in shock.
"Come on. Let's get you out of here," David states, making Anton look at him.
"You," the Giant sneers, glaring at the man with the same face as the person who helped kill his family.
"Me?" He questions.
"You!" Anton screams, punching David across the face and causing him to fly backwards.
"David!" Mary Margaret shouts, rushing to her husband's side.
"Hey! Hey, over here, you big-," Leroy yells, attempting to distract Anton, but is thrown down the ship's stairs. Anton lunges at David, who draws his gun, but he easily hits it out of David's hand. Suddenly, Mary Margaret shoots an arrow past Anton's head.
"Step away from my husband," she demands, holding the gun up.
"You may have me outnumbered, but this isn't over. You think I forgot what you did? I didn't. You'll pay for your evil. I promise! You'll pay!" Anton shouts before fleeing the ship.
{SPELLBINDING}
Belle is watching television in a common room at the hospital, and Ruby enters with a basket of items for her friend. "Hey. You don't remember me, do you?" Ruby asks, looking at her.
"Sorry, no, I… I don't," Belle replies, looking around skittish and hating that everyone seems to know her.
"I'm Ruby. You used to come into my Granny's diner a lot," she tells her, trying to help regain her memories again. "Before. I thought you could use some comforts from home. You were always telling me about Jules Verne, so I brought you my favourite – The Mysterious Island."
"Thank you. Were… Were we really friends?" The bookworm wonders.
"Yeah, we were," Red replies, smiling.
"Then tell me the truth. Before I was brought here, I was hurt. I was bleeding, and then this man came. And he… He healed me. Then, I saw him hold a ball of fire in his hands. How… How is that possible?!" Belle asks, growing confused and scared.
"The nurse said that the tranquillisers can give you wicked nightmares," Ruby lies, hating every word that spills out of her mouth.
"No, I know what I saw. And I don't need any more tranquillisers or-," she snaps.
"Belle…" Red mutters sadly, hating seeing her friend like this, the girl she knew before.
"Don't call me that. Why does everyone keep calling me that?" The confused woman shouts, making a nurse enter the hospital room and restrain Belle. "I don't… I'm telling you, I don't…"
"Take it easy. Take it easy," the nurse mutters, sitting Belle down in a chair and injecting a sedative into Belle's arm.
"Has she been like this the whole time?" Ruby asks the nurse, looking at Belle sadly.
"More or less. We've had to keep her heavily sedated," she replies. "Okay, let's get you back to bed."
"No…" Belle groans.
"Here we go. There," the nurse says, escorting the drowsy woman out of the common room as Ruby watches. Meanwhile, Greg enters the hallway outside, having seen the outburst.
"Everything okay in here?" Greg asks, looking at Ruby.
"Everything's fine, Mr Mendell. She's alright. How are you?" Ruby replies, trying to seem okay.
"Much improved," he tells her.
"Well, then, rest up. The sooner you're better, the sooner you can be out of our quiet little town," she remarks before leaving.
{SPELLBINDING}
David, Mary Margaret, and Leroy sit in a booth at Granny's Diner. "David… Did that Giant just say he'll make you pay? For what?" Mary Margaret wonders, looking at her husband.
"I have no idea. I've never seen that guy before," David replies, shaking his head.
"Well, he sure knows you," Leroy argues.
"No. It's not about me. He just thinks it is," he realises.
"Your brother. That's who he thinks you are," Mary Margaret agrees, looking at her husband.
"It's the only thing that makes sense. Come on," Charming says.
"Where are we going?" She asks.
"To find out just what kind of trouble my brother got himself into," David replies. "Leroy, get your head looked at and gather the dwarves. We need to keep an eye out for this Giant."
{SPELLBINDING}
–[Boston - Present]–
Emma, Landon, Henry, and Mr Gold arrive at the airport. They pick up their boarding passes from the desk and then enter the line for security. "Have you ever been outside of Storybrooke before, Mr Gold?" Henry wonders.
"No," Mr Gold replies, staring ahead.
"Are you nervous?" He asks, badgering the man.
"No," the Dark One repeats.
"Are you worried about meeting your son?" The Mills boy questions.
"No, Henry, I'm fine," Mr Gold assures him.
"How about we talk about all this later, kid? We're next," Emma announces, and they begin taking off their shoes to put in the boxes. Landon watches them and does the same.
"It must be really hard not to use magic – being like everyone else," Henry muses.
"You've got to put your shoes in," she tells Mr Gold, who looks around disgustingly.
"How terribly uncivilised," Mr Gold grumbles, taking off his shoes, and Henry goes through the metal detector.
"Uh, scarf and the cane go in the basket," the TSA agent informs Mr Gold as Landon goes through the metal detector, joining Henry, who smiles at his uncle.
"I thought they'd say something, seeing as you've got loads of tattoos," Henry remarks, making Landon look at him.
"What?" Mr Gold asks, looking at the man.
"Scarf and cane go in the basket," he repeats.
"Oh yeah? Well, saying it any louder isn't going to help, now is it?" Landon muses, looking at his nephew as they take their things from the trays on the other side.
"I can't," the Dark One argues.
"You have to," Emma tells him.
"It ain't rocket science, buddy. You ever been on a plane before?" The man behind them snaps.
"Have you ever been impaled upon a cane before?" Mr Gold sneers, making the man look at him shocked.
"My… Father's a little nervous. We're headed to a family reunion. Sorry," Emma says.
"Father?" He questions, looking at the blond woman.
"Just put your shawl in the bin. I'll help you get through," she tells him.
"If I let this go, I could forget who I am," Rumpelstiltskin argues.
"I'm not going to let that happen," the blond woman promises him.
"Okay," Mr Gold mutters, removing the shawl and putting it in the box with his cane. When he does, his hearing becomes distorted, making him stumble, but he makes it through the metal detector almost trance-like until Emma has a chance to grab his shawl out of the box on the other side of security. She quickly puts it around his neck, and his hearing and mind snap back. Mr Gold nods slightly towards Emma, and they begin putting on their shoes while Henry and Landon wait for them.
"Guys, there's a Cinnabons here!" Henry beams, smiling.
"Anything to do with cinnamon has you excited doesn't it?" Landon muses.
"How come you didn't have to take off your bracelet?" He wonders, and Landon shows him.
"It's completely leather," the Historian replies, smirking. "No need to take it off."
"Cool!" The Mills boy exclaims, and Emma and Mr Gold join them.
{SPELLBINDING}
–[Storybrooke - Present]–
Hook enters a deserted alley near the docks after escaping the Heroes. He places a card - the Queen of Hearts - on the ground, and when he turns around, Regina appears. "Hello, Hook," Regina greets him.
"Regina," Killian replies.
"Expecting my mother? The one you were supposed to kill?" She questions, glaring at him.
"Oh, that. Well, I didn't want to deprive you of a happy reunion," he argues.
"Well, it's your lucky day. She and I have made amends," the Evil Queen informs him.
"And you're here to thank me? How sweet," Hook muses, smirking.
"She wants to know if they've found the ship," Regina replies, stepping towards him.
"Well, you can tell her, she can ask me herself," Killian snaps.
"She decided it wouldn't be prudent for her to be out and about," she argues.
"Well, then it is my lucky day. And you can tell her they found the ship," he informs her.
"Well, did you get her things off it?" The dark-haired woman asks.
"I've been tied up in bed – not in the good way," Hook argues.
"She needs her things," Regina snaps.
"Oh, I'll bet she does. Well, there's good news, then. A Giant got loose from the hold," Killian informs her, smirking.
"You lost a Giant?" She questions, looking at him in disbelief.
"Well, a shrunken Giant," he argues.
"How is that good news?" The Evil Queen wonders, frowning, not seeing the significance.
"Because, when he got free, he took one look at the Prince, and became extremely murderous." Hook tells her, smiling.
"Hm. A Giant in town who wants to kill the Prince. This is just the distraction we need," Regina realises, smirking."That it is, dear," Killian agrees.
{SPELLBINDING}
Elsewhere, Anton is attempting to navigate the streets of Storybrooke, dodging cars as they honk at him. He feels overwhelmed and heads towards the woods on the outskirts of the town.
{SPELLBINDING}
In the woods, Anton sits on a log and looks forlornly at the river, thinking of his past, when Regina approaches him. "Get away from me!" Anton shouts, backing away from her.
"I'm here to help you," Regina tells him.
"No. You're human. I hate humans," he snaps, and Regina continues walking towards him. "Don't come any closer! Or I'll kill you."
"Look, I hear you're in town 'cause you want to kill someone," she muses. "I can help. I have no love for this Prince, either, and if you want to destroy this town to get to him… Well, I'm happy to do my part. This will make you bigger. It will return you to your former glory." He takes the proffered mushroom, biting into it, and in a puff of blue smoke, he returns to his former Giant size. "Now, get to work! As I'm sure you're aware, that mushroom won't last forever," she warns him, and Anton stomps down into Storybrooke, going to find David to take revenge.
{SPELLBINDING}
–[Boston - Present]–
Emma, Landon, Mr Gold, and Henry wait by their gate at the airport, and the Dark One paces back and forth. "Do you want something to eat?" Emma asks.
"No," Mr Gold replies curtly.
"Is something wrong?" She wonders.
"Stop asking me that! I'll be right back," he snaps, leaving and entering the public washroom.
"He's the life and soul of the party," Landon mutters, looking around.
"Leave him alone, he might be nervous," the blond woman argues.
"I would be. Meeting a son I abandoned for magic. Yeah, I'd be nervous, too," he remarks, earning a slap from Emma.
"Quiet you," Emma mutters, feeling a sense of dread, though she's unsure why.
{SPELLBINDING}
In the airport washroom, Mr Gold enters one of the stalls and locks the door. Still anxious, he starts pacing back and forth until he suddenly drops his cane and begins violently punching the toilet seat cover dispenser on the wall. Afterwards, Mr Gold leans against the wall and looks down at his bloodied hand. He waves his hand over the wounds, but nothing happens, forgetting there isn't any magic here. He tries again with the same result. Henry goes into the washroom and calls out for him, having been asked to check on him by his mum.
"Mr Gold? Mr Gold? We're boarding soon. Are you coming?" Henry asks, but Mr Gold ignores him, needing a moment to himself.
{SPELLBINDING}
–[Storybrooke - Present]–
Mary Margaret and David watch from a distance as Anton territories their town. "That's right! Run! Run!" Anton shouts and picks up a car, throwing it in David and Mary Margaret's direction, then continues his path of destruction. The citizens of Storybrooke scramble for safety as Mary Margaret and David follow Anton.
"Head to the town hall!" David shouts. "Bring anyone you find on the way! Somebody get Leroy!"
"Guess we found our Giant. I just didn't think he would be so…" Mary Margaret remarks.
"Giant?" He questions.
"My mistake," she replies.
"Ever stop one before?" Charming wonders.
"Nope," Snow says.
"Well… Here's to new firsts," David comments before yelling at Anton to get his attention. "Wait! You don't have to do this!"
"Yeah, I do. You destroyed everything in my life. Now you're going to know what that feels like," Anton snaps.
"The man who hurt you? That wasn't me," David tells him. "That was my twin brother James. We were separated at birth. He was raised by a… A ruthless King."
"You're not James?" The Giant asks, stopping.
"No!" He shouts.
"Then where is he?" Anton demands.
"He paid the ultimate price for his arrogance. He's dead! There is nothing more you can do to him," David explains.
"We're on your side, Anton! We're good!" Mary Margaret assures him. "We're here because of you. You know our daughter Emma. You gave her the magic compass."
"Emma? Let me talk to her. She says you're okay, then I'll stop," Anton replies, and Leroy arrives, joining Mary Margaret.
"She's kind of out of town," she tells him.
"Really?" He questions.
"But when she gets back, I know she'll really want to talk to you," Snow promises him.
"How convenient. Everyone I'm looking for isn't around! All you humans do is lie, and cheat, and kill, and I'm sick of it!" The Giant growls, charging after them.
"So let me get this straight – you got a twin brother?" Leroy asks.
"Yeah," David replies, glancing back at Anton as he chases them down the street.
"His name is James?" He questions.
"Right," Charming says.
"Well, your name is James," Grumpy argues.
"No, actually, it's not," David tells him.
"It's Charming, then?" Leroy wonders.
"No, that's the nickname I gave him," Mary Margaret replies, smiling at the fond memories.
"Hey, hold on. What the hell is your name?" He asks.
"David," he answers.
"Your curse name?" Grumpy questions, confused.
"My real name!" David snaps.
"What, you're David, James, and Charming? Is David like a middle name?" Leroy wonders.
"No! It's my name-name," he argues.
"You know what? I'm going to call you whatever I damn well please! Is that okay?!" Grumpy snaps.
"Sure, Leroy," Charming replies.
"So what's the plan?" Leroy wonders.
"Lead the giant away from here, so he can't hurt anyone," David suggests.
"Wait. If we keep heading in this direction, we're going to hit the town line," Mary Margaret realises.
"Okay, new plan," he says, and they stop near the docks, and David approaches the Giant.
"What are you doing?" She asks her husband.
"Giving him what he wants. Anton! How about we make a deal?" Charming shouts.
"I don't make deals with humans," Anton snaps.
"Just hear me out. I'll surrender myself to you, if you spare the lives of everyone in Storybrooke." David suggests.
"David, you can't do this," Mary Margaret shouts.
"If I don't, the whole town will suffer. I can't allow that. Well, what do you say?" He asks.
"Deal," Anton agrees, lunging towards David and trying to jump on him. However, Mary Margaret pulls David out of the way at the last second, and Anton jumps straight through the ground. He's stuck when the mushroom's effects wear off, and Anton seems to disappear in a puff of blue smoke. All that's left is a large hole in the ground.
"Where did he go?" Mary Margaret asks, looking around.
"I'm not sure," David replies, and they head over to the hole to investigate, where they find Anton hanging on to an underground pipe. Finally, the Dwarves, Granny, and Ruby arrive on the scene with a truck and some rope to help Anton out of the hole as he hangs there. "That better hold."
"It'll hold," Leroy assures him.
"I got this," Granny says, tying the rope to the back of the truck, and Leroy throws the rope down the side of the hole. Mary Margaret then kisses David.
"Most people would let that Giant die after what he's done," Mary Margaret remarks.
"You wouldn't," David argues, wrapping the rope around his waist and beginning to shimmy down the hole. "Alright, Anton! I'm coming down!" He gets down to Anton and extends his hand. "Take my hand."
"No!" Anton snaps.
"No?" He questions.
"I don't want to go back up there. I should just let go!" The Giant argues.
"You'll die," Charming warns him.
"Maybe death hurts less than life," Anton replies.
"If you really wanted to die, you would have let go already. Now take my hand!" David tells him, and Anton finally grabs David's hand, and the people above pull them out of the hole.
"Come on," Leroy shouts.
"Almost! A little more!" Mary Margaret yells, all of them pulling, and David and Anton arrive back on the surface, and she hugs her husband, happy to see him safe.
"You saved my life," Anton comments, looking at David.
"That's what we do," David replies.
"Thank you," he says.
"You're welcome," Leroy smiles.
"We're not all the same, Anton. I don't know what my brother did to you, but… That's not us," David assures him.
"You have no idea," Anton replies.
{SPELLBINDING}
Later, Anton and the rescue group enter Granny's Diner, introducing the Giant to the town now that he's calmer. "This is Granny's. She makes a mean lasagna and runs an inn, so I'm sure we can set you up with a room till you find a place," Leroy tells him.
"Thanks, but I think I'll set up camp in the woods," Anton replies.
"The woods?" He asks.
"Yeah, I'm better off alone. I'm not too good at fitting in," the Giant argues.
"You're in the right place," Grumpy assures him. "Storybrooke's got all kinds – Dwarves, Fairies, Werewolves, you name it. Ruby, beers all around!"
"We all miss our land, Anton. But this is our home now," Mary Margaret says, making Anton look at her.
"You never think about going back?" Anton asks.
"Of course we do. It's just not possible," she argues.
"We have no way to get there," David adds.
"How's the farmland here?" Anton wonders.
"Pretty good. Why?" He asks, and Anton takes out the vial with the piece of beanstalk.
"The stem is from a beanstalk. If I plant it, it should be able to grow some magic beans. And then, you just may have a way," the Giant announces, and they look at each other in shock and hope.
{SPELLBINDING}
Mary Margaret, David, Anton, and the Dwarves gather in a field outside town, and the Giant checks the soil quality. "Well, what's the verdict?" David asks, watching with the others, hopeful.
"Soil's got a nice loamy feel. Lot of minerals," Anton replies. "The beans should grow well here. Only one problem."
"What's that?" Mary Margaret asks.
"Cora. This is why she brought me. She wanted me to grow beans. So whatever she plans to do with them… Can't be good," he argues, thinking of the woman who brought him to Storybrooke.
"Then we won't let her get to them," she assures him.
"No one touches our crop," Leroy agrees, looking at Anton.
"Your crop? I thought you guys were miners?" Anton asks, looking at Grumpy.
"Work is work. It's what we do. So what do you say? You up for some help?" He wonders, smiling.
"Okay," the Giant agrees.
"Happy!" Grumpy shouts, and Happy smiles, handing a pick axe to Anton. "Here. To help break up the earth." Anton looks down, and the name 'Tiny' appears on the handle.
"'Tiny'. My brothers used to call me that," Anton muses, smiling as he thinks about his family.
"Axe never lies," Leroy tells him.
"Wait a second. I did my time in the mines. How come I didn't get one of those?" David exclaims, looking at the Dwarves, who are shocked.
"Cause you ain't a Dwarf," he retorts, making Mary Margaret giggle, but stops when David looks at her. "Welcome aboard, brother." The Dwarves and Anton begin hacking away at the earth and whistling.
{SPELLBINDING}
Belle is reading in her hospital room alone, seeming at peace for now, when Greg enters. "Hey," he says, spooking her a little. "It's okay."
"Who, uh… Who are you?" Belle asks him.
"My name's Greg, okay? I… I'm a patient here, just like you," Greg replies. "I… I'm really sorry to bother you, but… I'm the one that was driving the car in… In the accident."
"Oh. Are you okay?" She questions.
"Yeah. Yeah, they, um…" He tells her. "They patched me up pretty good. Look, I… I overheard you talking. About how you saw a guy with a ball of fire."
"And you think I'm crazy, too. Well, I did see it. I-," the bookworm snaps.
"Hey, I know that you're not crazy," Mendell assures her.
"You do?" Belle asks, frowning.
"Cause I saw it, too," Greg reveals.
{SPELLBINDING}
David exits Granny's Diner with two coffees, handing one to Mary Margaret, who is waiting outside. "Here's to not getting squashed by a Giant," David remarks, smiling.
"I'll drink to that," Mary Margaret replies.
"Sometimes I wonder how things would've turned out if I had been the one raised by King George instead of my brother. You know, would I have been…corrupt like him?" He wonders.
"Never," she argues.
"Same blood ran through our veins," Charming tells her.
"Mm, but your hearts are different," Snow replies. "You may not believe it, but trust me – I know you, Charming. I had a lot of fun today."
"Fun?" David asks, looking at his wife funnily.
"Uh-huh," Mary Margaret smiles.
"Almost getting killed is fun?" He questions.
"Yeah. I missed our adventures," she replies fondly.
"Me, too. It was kind of fun. You know, we could do this all the time. When the beans grow, we could go back. Everyone could go home," Charming suggests.
"I don't know," Snow sighs,
"What don't you know?" David asks her, frowning.
"Home is where our family is," Mary Margaret argues. "And that's here. I don't know if Emma would come with us, and I am not going to be separated from her again."
"You're worried about her," he realises, looking at his wife as they walk down the main street.
"Aren't you?" She asks.
"Of course, but… Emma… Emma can take care of herself, and I'm sure they're safe wherever she and Henry are. I mean, Landon promised he'd look after them. As much as I don't like it, I know he'll watch out for them," Charming assures her, smiling; though he may not like Landon very much, he knows he'll protect Henry and Emma.
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–[Boston - Present]–
Emma, Henry, Landon, and Mr Gold board the plane and settle into their seats. The mother, son, and uncle are in one aisle, with Gold in the aisle beside them, waiting for takeoff. Henry happily snacks on the cinnamon buns on his lap. "You good, kid?" Emma asks, looking at her son.
"You kidding? A trip with you, first plane ride, and we're going on a quest like in the book. The only thing that could make this day better? Is more frosting," Henry replies, smiling, and Emma looks across at Mr Gold, checking on him and noticing his bandaged hand.
"It's going to be alright. We're going to find your son," she assures him.
"I know," Mr Gold mutters.
"Welcome, folks, to Ajira Airlines regional flight fifty-three, with non-stop service to New York City. Our flight time tonight is forty-two minutes. Please sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride," the announcement sounds through the plane before the engines start, and Mr Gold stares ahead blankly.
"This will be fun," Landon mutters, smiling at Henry and Emma.
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–[New York - Present]–
Emma, Landon, Henry, and Mr Gold arrive in New York City, getting into a taxi straight from the airport. They come outside an ordinary apartment building. "What's wrong? This the right place?" Emma asks, looking at Mr Gold.
"Yes, it is," Mr Gold replies, his palms sweating as he thinks about seeing his son again after so long.
"Let me guess. He's not expecting you," she states, and Mr Gold nods.
"Well, who doesn't love a surprise?" Landon jokes.
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–[Storybrooke - Present]–
Meanwhile, Cora and Regina are talking at Regina's house while Cora attempts to comfort her daughter. "What is it, sweetie?" Cora asks her.
"It's Henry. Emma left town with Landon and Gold, and she took them with her," Regina tells her, and Cora looks at them.
"And you didn't stop them?" She wonders.
"I didn't know until after they had gone," the dark-haired woman snaps.
"I'm sure they'll be safe. And, as soon as Gold's done, Henry and Landon will be back. Landon will keep your son safe," the Queen of Hearts assures her.
"But not with me," Regina argues.
"Back? From where? Where's Rumpelstiltskin gone?" Cora wonders.
"I don't know," she tells her.
"Well, if he's left town, then he's powerless. He can be killed," Killian realises, thinking about taking his revenge on the Dark One.
"The moment either of us leave, we lose our magic… And our advantage," Cora argues.
"Your memories?" He asks.
"None of us were victims of the curse. It's not about memories – it's about magic." Regina tells him.
"Well, I don't need magic. I'll go after him alone," Hook retorts.
"Even if you could find him, do you really think you can just walk up to him and stab him in the heart with your sword?" She questions, looking at the pirate.
"Well, I prefer my hook, but I can't find that now," Killian argues.
"you're not going anywhere," Cora snaps, looking at him.
"I deserve my vengeance!" He snaps.
"You're right. You're right, you do. And, with The Dark One gone, we can search for the one magical item that can actually kill him here… His dagger," Cora reveals, making Regina and Killian look at her.
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–[New York - Present]–
Landon, Emma, Henry, and Mr Gold enter the apartment building lobby, and the Mills boy scans the list of names on the intercom. "No 'Baelfire," Henry announces.
"Yeah, that probably wouldn't fly as an alias," Emma argues, looking at the names. "Your magic globe didn't give you an apartment number?"
"It doesn't work that way," Landon tells her, sighing, and they take a turn looking at the list.
"Do any of these names mean anything to you?" She asks, looking at Mr Gold.
"Well, names are what I traffic in, but sadly, no," Mr Gold replies, and Emma notices something, an apartment listed only by number.
"Here's your boy," the blond woman announces.
"Or, it could just be vacant," he argues.
"You might traffic in names and magic, but I traffic in finding people who don't want to be found. And those sort of folks don't like to advertise their whereabouts," Emma reasons, buzzing the apartment on the intercom. "U.P.S. package for four-oh-seven." The person on the other end of the line doesn't respond and then hangs up.
"Maybe you should've said FedEx," Henry jokes, and they hear a noise from the fire escape outside.
"He's running," Landon groans as they rush outside, where they see the apartment's occupant climbing down the fire escape. He reaches the bottom and breaks into a run.
"That… That favour you owe me – this is it," Mr Gold tells her urgently. "Get him to talk to me. I… I can't run."
"Watch Henry. I'll be back," Emma says before taking off.
"I'll just stay here then," Landon groans, looking at Mr Gold and Henry. "Anyone hungry?"
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Emma chases after the unknown man, possibly Baelfire, through the streets of New York, stalling traffic along the way. She runs after him, and he darts through an alleyway. She looks around, notices a shortcut, races around the other side of the building, and manages to ambush the man. Emma spots the man ahead and tackles him, making them fall and skid across the ground hard. When she gets up a little, a stunned look overcomes her, recognising the man. "No…" Emma gasps. "...Neal?"
"Emma?" Neal asks, looking back at her in as much shock.
"Neal?" She repeats, and they stand up, looking at each other.
"I don't understand. What are you doing here?" He asks her.
"What am I doing here?" The blond woman snaps.
"Yeah," Baelfire replies.
"I'm not answering anything until you tell me the truth. Are you Gold's son?" Emma asks him.
"What are you talking about? Who's Gold?" Neal questions, confused.
"You played me. You're from there," she snaps angrily. "You played me, and he played me, you both played me."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay," Baelfire mutters.
"You and Gold," the Saviour groans.
"Emma, slow down. What are you talking about? Who's Gold?" Neal asks her.
"Your father. Rumpelstiltskin," Emma snaps.
"He's here?" He gasps, thinking of a way to run.
"Why else would I be in New York?" She argues, wanting to run back to Landon and take Henry as far away from New York as possible.
"You brought him to me? Why would you do that?!" Baelfire screams.
"Hey! I am the only one allowed to be angry here!" The blond woman shouts. "Did you know who I was, where I was from, the whole time? Was this just some sort of sick, twisted plan? Did… Did you even care about me at all?"
"Emma, do not…" Neal argues.
"I want to know! I want the truth – all of it!" Emma snaps, angry at the man she once loved.
"Fine! We… We got to get off the street. We can't do it here. We're out in the open," he suggests, looking around. "I… I spent a lifetime running from that man. I'm not going to let him catch me. There's a bar down the street. We can talk there."
"I am not drinking with you. Whatever you're going to tell me, tell me now," she orders, annoyed and angry.
"No, bar's better. Don't worry. You can keep yelling at me when we get there," Baelfire assures her, beginning to walk off; though annoyed, Emma follows him.
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Meanwhile, Henry, Landon, and Mr Gold await at a hotdog stand outside Neal's apartment building. "Don't worry. Emma's really good at catching people," Henry assures him.
"Well, my son's been running away for a long time now. Now I have a feeling he's equally adept at it," Mr Gold remarks.
"I mean, you did abandon him," Landon comments, making Mr Gold glare at him.
"Well, at least we found him, right?" He argues, smiling though he ignores his uncle.
"Indeed," the Dark One replies and Landon nudges Henry when he gets his food.
"Oh, and, uh, thanks, for the hot dog. I forgot," the Mills boy says.
"You are quite welcome. And thank you," Mr Gold retorts, smiling at the boy.
"For what?" Henry asks.
"Well, if it wasn't for you bringing Emma to Storybrooke, none of this would have come to pass. You… Are a remarkable young man," he comments.
"You know… I forgave her. Emma – for giving me up. She thought it was the best for me then. That's why she did it. I'm sure your son will get it, too," the Mills boy assures the man.
"Alas, the circumstances surrounding our separation weren't quite so noble," the Dark One argues.
"But… you're here now. And, you want him back, right?" Henry asks, wanting to help him.
"More than anything," Mr Gold replies.
"Then, that's all that matters," Landon tells Rumpelstiltskin. "I mean, you've worked for the past however many centuries to find him. No need to lose hope now."
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As he suggests, Neal and Emma sit in a bar at the counter. "Well, what do you want to know, Emma? You want the truth? Ask away," Neal says, looking at his ex-girlfriend, who he abandoned.
"Did you know who I was when we met?" Emma asks him the big question: needing to get out of the way.
"If I had, I wouldn't have gone near you," he argues, making her scoff.
"Come on," she grumbles, shaking her head in disbelief.
"Come on? Come on, what?" Baelfire snaps. "I was in hiding. I came here to get… A-away from… All that crap."
"So, if you didn't know, then you were just using me. You just needed someone to take the fall for all the watches that you stole," the blond woman wonders, hurt by his betrayal.
"I wasn't using you. When we met, I didn't know. I found out," Neal tells her.
"How?" Emma wonders, frowning.
"When I went to sell the watches… I ran into a friend of yours. August," he replies, thinking of that night.
"You left me… And let me go to prison, because Pinocchio told you to?" She snaps.
"Emma…" Baelfire mutters, shaking his head.
"I loved you," the Saviour says, making him look at her. She thinks of Landon, whom she knows she loves.
"I… I was, um… I was… I was trying to help you," Neal argues.
"By letting me go to jail?" Emma snaps.
"By getting you home," he replies.
"Are you telling me that us meeting was a coincidence?" She questions. "Because how the hell did that happen? If it wasn't in your plan, or your father's?"
"Think about it. He wanted you to break the curse. Us meeting – that could have stopped it. Maybe it was fate," Baelfire argues.
"You believe in that?" The blond woman asks.
"You know, there's not a ton about my father that I remember that doesn't suck. But he used to tell me that there are no coincidences," Neal reasons. "Everything that happens, happens by design, and there's nothing we can do about it. Forces greater than us conspire to make it happen. Fate, destiny, whatever you want to call it. The point is… Maybe we met for a reason. Maybe something good came from us being together."
"No. Not that I can think of. I just went to jail. That's it. Doesn't matter now. I'm over it. And you," Emma snaps, thinking of Landon, who she loves, and Henry.
"Why do you wear the, uh, key chain I got you?" He wonders, gesturing to the necklace, and she takes it off, placing it on the counter before Neal, having wanted to give it back to him for a long time.
"To give back to you if I ever saw you again," she snaps. "Come on. I made a deal with your father I'd bring you to him."
"You made a deal with him?" Baelfire questions, shocked.
"Yeah. And I'm upholding my end," the Saviour replies.
"No, Emma, you don't have to. You know that," Neal argues, not wanting to see his father again.
"I know," Emma says, but she doesn't care.
"Okay, so this should be really easy for you. Tell him that you lost me. Tell him you can't find me. You do that, you'll never have to see me again," he pleads with her, and Emma agrees, selfishly, because of the lie she told Henry all those months ago.
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–[Storybrooke - Present]–
Mary Margaret talks to Emma on the phone at the Charmings' apartment after her encounter with Neal. "Wait. Gold's son is Henry's father?" Mary Margaret repeats after listening to her daughter.
"I know. I know. And the millions of questions you have, I have, too. The problem is, it doesn't matter right now because I don't know what to do," Emma replies, sighing, wishing Landon was here right now.
"Please tell me you're not calling to ask me to tell you to keep it from him," she asks.
"Henry thinks his father is dead. I told him that for a reason. I want to protect him," the blond woman argues.
"No matter what this man did, Henry has a right to know who his father is. The truth about your parents… Emma, you of all people should know how important that is," Snow tells her.
"I don't want Henry to get hurt. I just want to protect him," Emma reasons, though sometimes she wishes she'd never said it and told Henry the truth.
"Are you sure this is about protecting Henry, and not yourself?" Mary Margaret wonders, and Emma groans, knowing she has to do something, which may be to tell Henry the truth.
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–[New York - Present]–
Henry, Landon, and Mr Gold await Emma in Neal's apartment building lobby. "Why are you so nervous? When I found my mum, I was excited," Henry remarks, looking at Mr Gold.
"Because I have the benefit of a little more…life experience. I know that things don't always happen the way we want them to," Mr Gold argues nervously.
"Sure, but in my book, it says that you can see the future. Why can't you just look and see what's going to happen?" He wonders.
"Well, that ability is complicated. I didn't always have it. And then when I did… Well… It's maybe not the gift one would expect. Seeing the inevitable can be a terrible price," the Dark One reasons and Landon looks at them.
"But you wouldn't have to worry about stuff. You'd just know," the Mills boy argues, shrugging.
"But that's the great trap. The future is like a puzzle… With missing pieces. Difficult to read. And never, never what you think," Mr Gold tells him when Emma enters the lobby.
"Hey," Emma says, looking at them. Landon wraps his arm around her and sees her shaking a little.
"Did you find him?" Landon asks, looking at her.
"Sorry. Your son… Got away," she tells Mr Gold.
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–[Storybrooke - Present]–
Meanwhile, Belle is lying in her bed in her hospital room when Regina enters, scaring the confused woman. "Who are you?" Belle asks, looking at the Mayor.
"So it is true. You really don't remember anything," Regina states, looking at the former lover of the Dark One.
"Are we friends?" She wonders, still trying to regain her memories.
"We spent some time together. But I'm here because I believe you can help me find something that belongs to Rumpelstiltskin," the dark-haired woman explains, though the other woman won't understand.
"W-Who?" The bookworm asks.
"Mr Gold," Regina corrects herself.
"I, uh… I-I don't know him," Belle replies, and Regina magically knocks Belle unconscious.
"Not anymore. But you did," she mutters and magically opens Belle's purse, causing its contents to float through the air. All the objects seem reasonable till a piece of paper passes her face, which Regina levitates towards her, piquing her interest. She takes said paper and examines it, finding numbers written on it. 915.63. Those numbers seem interesting, and she takes it.
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Cora, Regina, and Killian are at the town library. Regina scans the shelves of books for the number on the paper she found with Belle. "Shouldn't we be pillaging his shop or ransacking his home?" Killian questions, looking around.
"That would be the obvious choice, yes," Cora agrees, but she knows the Dark One quite well. "But Gold wouldn't risk crossing the town line and losing his memory without entrusting the dagger's location to someone."
"Belle," he mutters, nodding.
"My guess is she hid it in one of her beloved books," Regina announces.
"Impressive, Regina," Cora muses, smiling and making Regina look at her.
"Thank you, mother," she replies, smiling, glad to hear those words.
"I'll be impressed when I'm holding the dagger in my hand," Killian argues. Regina finds the correct spot, but there isn't a book, just an empty space.
"No. It should be here," the Evil Queen groans.
"Well, it's not, is it? May we go now?" He snaps, feeling so close to his vengeance against the Dark One.
"Hold on," Cora announces, sticking her hand in the space between the books and finding a folded piece of paper. "What's this?" She unfolds the paper and shows it to Killian and Regina.
"Oh, yes. Crude. To the untrained eye, a child's scribbles, but to a pirate… It's a map," Hook informs them, taking the supposed map. "Gold may not have hidden the dagger here, but I believe he's left us the next best thing – its location."
"Can you read it?" She asks, growing hopeful as they move to the table.
"Well, lucky for you ladies, I'm quite adept at finding buried treasure," Killian assures them.
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Mary Margaret and David talk in the Charmings' kitchen after she tells her husband what their daughter told her. "So Rumpelstiltskin is Henry's grandfather?" David questions, still a little confused.
"Apparently," Mary Margaret replies.
"But I'm his grandfather," he argues, almost feeling replaced and weird about the Dark One being related to his sweet grandson.
"You can have more than one," she tells him, sighing.
"So his…step-grandmother is Regina, the Evil Queen," Charming realises.
"Actually, his step-great-grandmother. And she's also his adoptive mother," Snow argues, cringing. "And Landon is his step-great uncle, adoptive uncle, and maybe his stepfather one day." David cringes at the thought; though he does approve of Landon, it's still weird.
"It's a good thing we don't have Thanksgiving in our land, cause that dinner would suck," David remarks, deep in thought.
"Or, maybe this will mellow everyone out," Mary Margaret suggests, hoping to get along now after everything.
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–[New York - Present]–
Still in the lobby, Mr Gold frantically hits the intercom buttons, trying to get inside. "Gold, wait. What are you doing?" Landon asks, watching the older man, when someone responds to the buzzer and unlocks the front door.
"I'm finding my son," Mr Gold replies, aggravated, and they head upstairs, trying to find Neal's apartment.
"He's gone," Emma argues as they walk the hallway.
"But he lives here. He'll be back, and I'll be waiting," he snaps. They find Neal's apartment, and Mr Gold grabs his pick-locking kit and works on the door. "I can't do it, my hands are too…"
"Give it here," Landon mutters, taking them and working on the lock.
"Stop. You can't just break in," the blond woman growls, glaring at her boyfriend.
"Yeah, well, actually, that's something I'm quite adept at," the Dark One argues.
"He might not come back," Landon reasons, looking at Rumpelstiltskin.
"Okay. Finding people is what you do, Miss Swan. I'm simply going to assist you," Mr Gold says. "There may be information in here. Who he is, what he does, who he loves."
"No, don't do this. There are things called laws," Emma warns him, trying to get them away before Neal returns and everything blows up in her face.
"I'll be lookout," Henry suggests, excited.
"I don't think so, Henry," Landon mutters, moving his nephew away from the door.
"No, I… You could get arrested," Emma argues.
"Then my son will have to testify against me, and we will be reunited," Mr Gold argues, and Landon successfully picks the lock and opens the door.
"Well done, you've made us all accomplices," Landon mutters, watching Mr Gold step away from the door. "Okay," he pushes the door open.
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After jimmying the lock, Landon opens the door to Neal's apartment; he lets Mr Gold enter first. "Gold. Come on, please. We really shouldn't be here," Emma argues, looking around nervously as if someone might see them, also because there's a chance that Neal could come back.
"I don't think he's listening," Henry argues, looking at his mum and uncle before joining Mr Gold to investigate the apartment. Emma steps inside and looks around before noticing the dreamcatcher from her and Neal's old hotel room hanging in the apartment window. She takes it down and stares at it in her hands, which Mr Gold notices.
"You find something, dearie?" Mr Gold asks, looking at her.
"Nothing. Uh, it just looks like a dreamcatcher," Emma replies nervously, which he notices.
"Yeah, well, if it's nothing, why are you still holding it?" He questions, glaring at her. "You're lying to me."
"Just get back to looking, okay?" Landon suggests, looking at them and keeping an eye on Henry.
"No, no, no. You saw something. Tell me," the Dark One snaps.
"You don't know what you're talk-," Emma argues.
"Tell me!" Mr Gold shouts.
"Henry, go wait in the bathroom," Landon tells him, pushing him towards the back of the apartment.
"But I can help-," Henry argues.
"Henry, go!" Emma snaps, making Henry look at her and Landon before heading away, leaving the three adults alone. "There's nothing here. The guy's a ghost."
"Well, you think me a fool?" Mr Gold growls. "You're holding back. I want to know what, and why."
"I'm not holding back," she assures him.
"Did he tell you something?" He asks angrily.
"Gold-," Landon snaps.
"Did he tell you something?!" The Dark One demands.
"Nothing. He didn't say anything," Emma tells him.
"But you talked to-?" Mr Gold snaps.
"Don't put words in my mouth-!" She argues.
"Tell me! You tell me, or I'm going to make you tell me," he growls.
"You don't have magic here," Landon reminds him, stepping between them.
"Oh, I don't need magic," the Dark One argues.
"You really want to do this?" He warns him, glaring at Rumpelstiltskin.
"Do not push me," Mr Gold sneers.
"Don't push me," Emma retorts, stepping around Landon.
"We had a deal! A deal! No one! No one breaks deals with me!" He shouts, and Neal barges into the apartment and interrupts the fight, worrying about Emma.
"Hey! Leave her alone," Neal snaps, making the adults look at him in shock.
"Bae… You came back for me," the Dark One smiles, looking at his grown-up son, and Emma looks at her ex-lover in shock while Landon seems unimpressed.
"No. I came to make sure you didn't hurt her. I've seen what you do to people who break deals," he argues, pointing at his father.
"Please, Bae, just let me talk," Mr Gold begs, moving towards him.
"I have no interest in talking to you. You can go," Baelfire snaps, averting his gaze.
"I'm not going anywhere," he argues, standing his ground.
"Get out of my apartment!" Neal shouts, making Emma jump.
"Neal…" Emma mutters, looking at him.
"Emma, I got this," he assures her, and Landon cringes, realising who this is.
"You two know each other… You two know each other. How?" Mr Gold asks, looking between them.
"You sent her chasing after him," Landon argues, sticking up for Emma. Neal looks at him, surprised that he doesn't recognise the muscular and tattooed man.
"No, no, no. Stop it! You're lying. How do you two know each other?!" He demands angrily. After hearing the raised voices, Henry exits the bathroom and enters the living room.
"Mum? Uncle? W-What's going on?" Henry asks, looking at Emma and Landon.
"Hey…" Emma mutters, looking at him cautiously, and Neal looks between them.
"Who's this?" Neal questions, looking at Emma.
"My son," she replies.
"What?" He blurts, shocked.
"Is that Baelfire?" Henry wonders, looking at the man.
"I need you to stay in the other room for a little while longer, okay? Come on," Emma tells her son, trying to lead Henry out of the room.
"Wait. H-How old are you?" Neal asks, looking at the boy.
"Don't answer him," Landon orders his nephew, who looks at him strangely.
"How old are you, kid?!" He asks again.
"Eleven!" Henry answers, making Neal look at him in shock. "Now, why is everyone yelling?"
"He's eleven?" Baelfire questions, looking at Emma.
"Mum?" He asks, looking at Emma.
"Is this my son?" Neal asks, and Landon steps towards Henry and Emma, standing between them and Neal.
"No. My dad was a fireman. He… He died. That's what you told me. You said…" The Mills boy argues, looking at Emma, who glances at Landon and then at Henry.
"Is this… My son?" He asks again.
"Yes…" Emma answers, causing Neal to stagger in shock, and Henry backs away from Emma and Landon before running out through the window leading to the fire escape. There's a brief pause in the room with the four adults, and then Emma follows Henry. "Henry. Henry?" She crawls through the window, leaving Neal, Landon and Mr Gold alone.
"Well, this isn't awkward…" Landon remarks, heading to the window and leaving Emma and Henry alone. Neal goes to follow Henry and Emma, but Landon stops him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He holds his hand up, making Neal glare at him. "Spend some time with your dear papa."
"Baelfire…" Mr Gold says, placing his hand on his son's shoulder, but he shakes it off, not wanting to deal with his father after learning he has a son after all this time. "Please, please. All I want is a chance to be heard."
"Get out," Neal snaps.
"Look, you came back to protect Emma. To show that she had lived up to her end of her bargain with me," he reasons, looking at his son hopefully.
"And now she has. You can go," Baelfire argues.
"No. Our deal was for her to get you to talk to me," the Dark One retorts. "If you truly want her deal to be fulfilled, you have but one choice. You have to talk to me."
"You got three minutes," Neal replies, looking back at the window that Landon is guarding.
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–[Storybrooke - Present]–
At the hospital, Greg is talking to someone on his phone, no longer bedridden and dressed in his normal clothes, though he still has a scrape and bruising on his forehead from the crash. "Hey. N-no, I… I'm… I-I'm okay," Greg assures the person on the phone call. "Yeah. No, they… They… They said I'm… I'm good to go. But, um… You know, I think I'm going to stay here for little while. Why? Well, take a look at this and see." Greg sends a video of Regina using magic in Belle's room to the person listed as 'Her'.
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Regina, Killian, and Cora are still at the library, and he finishes interpreting the map for the two Queens. "I give you the location of the dagger," he announces.
"Well done, Hook. We'll take it from here," Cora replies, snatching the map off the table before leaving with her daughter.
"No. You promised me!" Killian snaps, trying to confront the Mills women, but Cora magically blasts Hook into a bookshelf, knocking him unconscious.
"The Dark One's dagger is much too powerful to be wasted on you," she argues calmly.
"So… Is… This what it was all about? Getting Rumple's dagger so you could obtain his dark powers?" Regina asks, looking at her mother, who is no longer under her spell.
"If we possess the dagger, we control the Dark One," the Queen of Hearts assures her. "And when he returns to Storybrooke, we can command him to kill Snow White, Prince Charming, and Emma. Our enemies will be vanquished, and you will be blameless in the eyes of the only person who matters."
"Henry," Regina mutters, but she knows how much Landon cares about Emma.
{SPELLBINDING}
–[New York - Present]–
Emma sits Henry at the top of the fire escape outside Neal's apartment and joins him, needing to talk. "So, that's him," Henry mutters.
"Yeah," Emma replies sadly, wishing she hadn't lied to him.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He wonders.
"Because I never thought I would see him again. I never wanted to," she explains.
"Why not?" The Mills boy asks.
"He was a thief, Henry. A liar, a bad guy, and he… He broke my heart," the blond woman tells him.
"I could have taken it, you know. The truth," Henry argues.
"I know. He was just a part of my life I wanted to forget. That's why I didn't tell you. I was thinking of me, not you," Emma apologises.
"I thought you were different, but you're just like her. Regina. She always lied to me, too," he snaps angrily at all the lies.
"I'm sorry…" She says, wishing she could take the lie back.
"I want to meet my dad," the Mills boy announces, and Emma looks at him before nodding and stepping down the fire escape. Emma finds Landon waiting by the window.
"He seems nice," Landon remarks, making Emma look at him. "I kinda hate him for abandoning you and sending you to jail before you could tell him you were pregnant." Henry perks up, hearing his uncle's voice and steps down by Emma.
"Is that true?" Henry asks, looking at her.
"That's what she told me," he replies, looking at his nephew.
"I could have handled the truth," the Mills boy repeats.
"Because you're handling it now?" The Historian questions, making Henry sigh.
{SPELLBINDING}
Neal and Mr Gold are having their three minutes, the Dark One talking to his son, finding it difficult under pressure. "Clock's ticking," Neal warns him, glancing at his watch.
"I know I've made mistakes, but you must believe me. I want to make up for it. There's no greater pain than regret," Mr Gold says, trying to get his son to accept his apology.
"Try abandonment," he argues.
"Please. Let me make it up to you," the Dark One suggests.
"How are you going to do that? I grew up alone. I grew up without a father. You can make up for that?" Baelfire wonders, still full of anger.
"Yeah. Yes, I can," Mr Gold replies, smiling.
"Two minutes," Neal reminds him, wanting to get to know his son.
"Come with me to Storybrooke. There's magic there. I can turn the clock back. Make you fourteen again. We can start over," he tells him, wanting to have more time with his son after all these years.
"Fourteen? I don't want to be fourteen, again. Are you… Are you insane?" Baelfire exclaims in disbelief.
"I can't make up for the lost time, but I can take away the memories. Bae…" Rumpelstiltskin pleads, wanting to start over.
"Take away who I am? No, thanks. One minute," Neal says, glaring at the Dark One.
"Bae… Please… Give me a chance. You once loved me," Mr Gold argues.
"You were once a good man," he replies, looking at his father.
"And I can be that man again. I've changed. Look. I came here, to this city, without magic," the Dark One assures him, wanting to start over with Baelfire.
"Yeah, yeah, and you're still trying to use it to make up for your mistakes," Baelfire snaps. "Still think that that can make it all better. It won't. You can't." He paces around the living room. "You have no idea what I've lived with. You're so worried about you. You know what I've dealt with? Every night, for more years than you could know, the last thing I see before sleep is the image of you… You and me, over that pit. Your hand… Wrapped around mine. And then, you open your grip. And as I fall away, all I can see is your face. Choosing all…this…crap over me. Letting me go. Now, it's my turn. Now I'm letting you go."
"I'm sorry-," Mr Gold tries apologising, but Neal cuts him off.
"I don't care. I didn't get closure, so you don't, either. Got to go," Neal fumes, not wanting to forgive and forget about all those years alone.
"Oh, Bae…" He mutters, heartfelt.
"No. Time's up," Baelfire announces before heading towards the window. Emma crawls back into the apartment with Landon's help while Henry waits outside on the fire escape.
"He wants to meet you," Emma tells him.
"You weren't going to tell me about him," Neal wonders, looking at his ex-girlfriend.
"No, I wasn't," she replies, and Neal glares at her, which Landon catches, pulling Emma towards him.
"Yeah, well, he's my kid, too, so you don't get to make that decision by yourself anymore." He argues.
"Great. Go talk to him, then," Landon snaps, making Neal look at him.
"But… Don't break his heart," Emma warns him, not wanting Henry to get hurt.
"Trust me – I'm not going do to him what he did to me," Neal assures her.
"Or what you did to me," she adds, making him look at her.
"Okay. I get it. We're all messed up. What do you say we try to avoid that with him? Alright?" He argues, and Landon nods.
"Alright," the Saviour mutters, and Neal crawls onto the fire escape to join Henry.
"It's up to Henry now," Landon tells her, and Emma wraps her arms around him, needing comfort.
"So… You're my dad," Henry questions, looking at him.
"Yeah," Neal replies, looking at his son.
"I'm Henry," he says, smiling softly, though he thinks about what his uncle said earlier.
"It's nice to meet you, Henry. Sorry I took so long," Baelfire remarks, smiling.
"It's okay. You didn't know," the Mills boy assures him. While Henry and Neal talk outside, Mr Gold walks past the window, stopping and watching them. He turns around with a haunted look as he remembers what the Seer said to him all those years ago in the Enchanted Forest.