Break the vicious circle.

Part 4 : Beginning of a plan.

One night, as he was taken by insomnia, deciding to go to the shop to pass time, Gold saw his grandson again.

He wasn't expecting that, as the other.

Apparently, Henry counted on the fact that there would be no one there so he could escape here. And the fact is that he hadn't been wrong, excepted for this night, it was the case. Gold smiled, admiring his grand-son's action.

Not asking him why he hadn't thought to do that (that is to say escape) before, which was a thing he hadn't tried before this night.

The answer was obvious, just simply because he hadn't reasons to do it before. But the fact that his father was alive changed things, and Henry may though that now, he wasn't alone any more.

(Because you couldn't say that Gold was really useful since the curse was there...

It was almost the contrary in fact.)

Henry was looking at him, with shining eyes, and Rumple realized that he wanted that to happen, that the father and the son were able to re-find each other.

(That was why he said nothing about Neal's visit to Fiona, and that unconsciously he let things be like this.)

He wanted this to happen that way, and that Henry became again the True Believer, and that he found a new time trust and hope.

Henry was his family, with Belle, Gideon, and Neal, of course. And them too, they were the only family Henry had, since all his family died.

And it had been since a long time, too long, that the situation didn't change, was like that, and as Henry, he couldn't stand it.

Then, he made his choice, and for the first time since almost forever, he did the good.

Henry immediately attacked.

"My father is alive, he said with a strong and confident voice. Gold didn't think to say the contrary.

- Yes.

- Why did you tell me nothing ?

- How did you run ? Replied Gold with another question.

- This is not a prison, I am not really watched, and Fiona established the barrier again, even me I couldn't go.

- How do you know that ?"

The wizard read the answer on the face full of culpability of the Author.

"You tried ? The other nodded his head.

- So it didn't work, he whispered, pensive. I told you nothing, for Neal, because of the curse. He forgot you, and even though you made your mother believe, I don't think it will work with him.

- I think it's the contrary, he knows magic exists, he just has to understand that it's here.

- You think you can do it. Henry's look came on him, full of will.

- I will make him believe. I succeeded with Emma, I did it with Regina and Hook in the rewritten story. For Emma...

- She finally believed, Gold said him. Henry's head, that was down before, looked up really rapidly.

- What ? How do you know that ?

- I saw her. And she talked to me. I don't know if she understood that before or after her death, but she knows that what you told her is true. Trust-me.

- You saw her ?

- Yes. As a ghost. She, and the other, they are still fighting, you know. For the town. And for you."