Enchanted Adventure

XXXV. Tiny

Third Person POV:

STORYBROOKE

Mr. Gold knocked on the door to Mary Margaret's apartment and Emma answered.

"Ready to go, Miss Swan?" Mr. Gold asked.

"Almost," Emma replied.

Mr. Gold entered the apartment and Henry and Aubree entered the room with a suitcase and their coats.

"Do you think we'll be cold where we're going, or warm?" Henry wondered.

"I think layers are always a good idea," Emma replied.

Mr. Gold frowned. "I thought the terms of our agreement were quite clear. You owe me a favour - you alone."

"I'm not leaving Henry and Aubree here with Cora lurking about, so either we all go, or we all stay."

"Then, we'll have to purchase two more plane tickets, won't we?"

Mary Margaret helped Henry and Aubree put on their jackets as Emma said, "Wait. We're flying?"

"Don't worry, I'm covering expenses. Even the new ones."

David overheard the conversation as he came down the stairs and interjected. "You're a real gentlemen, aren't you? All right, 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?"

"I'll be devastated. This isn't a threat. It's a request. Take care of them."

"I promise no harm will come to your family. After all, we have a deal."

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Mr. Gold, equipped with the shawl around his neck, was driving. Emma was in the passenger's seat and the twins were in back. They were heading down a deserted road in Mr. Gold's car.

"So... Where are we going?" Henry and Aubree asked.

"Logan International Airport," Mr. Gold replied.

"I think they meant after that," Emma said.

"Let just take things one step at a time, shall we?"

"You really think that shall's going to work?"

"Well, if it doesn't, and I revert to my cursed self, we're all going to have some problems. It'll work."

They passed the 'Leaving Storybrooke ' sign and a wave of magic passed over Mr. Gold. There was a brief pause.

"So?" Emma wondered.

"My name is Rumpelstiltskin. And we're going to find my son."

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At Mary Margaret's apartment, Mary Margaret was in the kitchen when David entered wearing two gun holsters.

"You like the holster, huh?" she asked.

"I miss carrying a sword," David admitted.

"Well, it looks good on you."

"Come on. Leroy has the dwarves on Cora watch. They've got eyes everywhere, but they could use our help."

"Really? How hard can it be to find a powerful sorceress in a small town?"

They went to leave. When they open the door, they found Regina, who was preparing to knock.

"Apparently, not very hard," David commented.

"Regina," Mary Margaret said. "You're back."

"I know you think I'm responsible for poor Dr. Hopper's death," Regina told them.