Emma was walking Henry to school when she saw Mr. Gold standing by the school. She felt very uncomfortable so she tried to ignore him and walk Henry to his school. Henry noticed her weird behaviour and caught on.

"Emma, are you ok?" Asked Henry concerned.

Yeah kid.." Emma said lying and snapped out of her thoughts. She smiled at him and rubbed his shoulder. "See you after school?"

"Yep, see ya!" Henry said happily as he ran through the front doors of the school. Emma turned around and saw Mr. Gold standing there before turning around to walk away. Emma sighed and went after him because she still had some questions. She caught up to him and stood in front of him.

"Emma, how lovely to see you," Mr. Gold greeted as Emma rolled her eyes.

"I guess.." She said nervously. "Look, I don't have all day to stand around and chit chat so I'm going to get to the point. Why did you create the curse? It was for Regina. What was in it for you?"

"Many things, dearie, it's nothing to be concerned about," said Mr. Gold as he attempted to walk away but Emma stood in front of him.

"Do you think it will be that easy to get rid of me?" Emma asked with a smirk and crossed her arms over her chest. Mr. Gold chuckled. "I think it is my concern since I didn't have parents. I was alone for my whole life." Emma started to lose it and she kept on going without thinking much. "And you think you can just stand there and toy with me? It doesn't work that way, Gold. It doesn't, ok?!"

Mr. Gold looked at Emma, deeply. She had so much hatred towards him, and he could tell she lost so much without him and Belle to raise her. She lost her ability to love properly, how to trust and open up. Belle was right. He did force his daughter to grow up alone, but there was a reason why he made the curse. He had to, even if the price was for his second born child to have no idea what having parents meant. Emma looked so much like Belle, and she was so beautiful, strong, independent, and also innocent. But he also saw that she was much like him, in her personality. She has anger issues, and she inherited his magic. She has a combination of both good and evil. Mr. Gold truly did feel guilty for Emma's childhood, and he wish he could do something about it but he can't. He hasn't really thought much about how to fix it, he just wanted her love, not hatred.

"Emma.. What I said to you the other day at the pawnshop.. I meant it," Mr. Gold said as Emma was calming down from her blow up. "I do care about you. I am sorry. I really am."

Emma shook her head and scoffed.

"I don't care anymore," she said annoyed. "If you don't want to tell me. Fine. I'll find out one way or another. At least Belle can be honest with me."

Emma turned around and walked away angry leaving Mr. Gold standing there.

Belle never thought her life would turn out the way it did. She fell in love with the man behind the beast after being held as a maid in his castle for many years so far. She looked in the mirror and held her stomach for a brief moment then she released it and sighed.

"I have to tell him," Belle thought to herself. "He wouldn't kill me.. Would he? No.. We're in love. Rumple loves me. I love him. He wouldn't get mad.. Will he? No of course not.."

Those thoughts kept on running through Belle's mind. She wanted to tell him, but she kept on restraining herself from it because she was scared of his reaction. After Rumplestiltskin telling her about losing his son, Baelfire, and spending years trying to reunite with him.. Having another child? Would that damper on their relationship and more importantly, affect him in so many possible ways imagined? Belle knew she had to say something because if she didn't, he would find out eventually and things may multiply to grow much worse between them both.

Belle was about to leave the library of Rumplestiltskin's castle but the doors swung open and Belle grew very nervous to a very visibly angry Rumplestiltskin. She backed away from him and bumped into the table behind her and gulped.

"Rum.. Rumplestiltskin.." She only managed to say before he rudely interrupted her.

"The only words coming out of your mouth dearie, is why you aren't doing what I asked you to do!" He scolded her as Belle sighed very nervously and felt sweat beginning to form on her hands as they slipped off the table.

"Well.." Belle said scared. "Honey.. Why are you so mad? You aren't normally like this.."

"And THAT, is not your business dearie, now quit avoiding the question!" Rumplestiltskin said very sternly approaching Belle. His tone of voice made her jump in startelement, avoiding eye contact with him and tried to think of a way out of this. She couldn't tell him now, not when he is in this state of mood. It probably would only upset him much more, and Belle had no intention of dealing with it.

"I.. Just lost track of time reading.." Belle said quietly, lying. She didn't want to lie to him but she knew it was for the best. She needed to wait for the right time to break the news to him. It definitely wasn't now. "I'm terribly sorry sweetie.. It won't happen again.. I promise.."

Rumplestiltskin looked at Belle and knew right from the get go that she was lying to him but he did not have the energy to force it out of her even though he knew he could if he tried hard enough. Belle finally looked at Rumplestiltskin to notice that his rage of anger has subsided. She sighed in relief and felt her stomach pains going away. She gave him a half smile just to lighten up the situation.

"It better not!" He said in a firm tone pointing his finger at her face. "I do not want to catch you goofing off on the job again - is that clear Belle?"

Belle quickly nodded.

"Yes Rumple," Belle said quietly as he sighed and stomped out of the library leaving rather shocked at that rage of anger he displayed to her.

"I wonder what's bothering him.." Belle thought worried for her love.

Emma walked down the street of Storybrooke, and saw Belle in Granny's diner. She walked in and pretended like she didn't know she was there, looking up at the menu.

"Oh Hi Emma," Belle said with a smile, noticing her daughter and gave her a quick hug. "I haven't seen you since the whole wrath situation. How are you holding up?"

"Fighting an evil ghost, spirit thing isn't exactly what I had in mind," Emma replied more harshly than she intended. "So I guess, still recovering."

"That's reasonable," Belle explained seeing the look in her daughter's eyes. "You didn't grow up in the Enchanted Forest, so things will take time to adjust to."

Emma nodded, "No kidding."

Red walked over in her sexy waitress uniform behind the counter and smiled.

"What will it be today, Emma?"

"Oh just a coffee Ruby, thanks," Emma smiled politely as Red nodded and walked off.

"So, uh, how's Henry?" Belle asked as they both sat down at a booth together. "I mean, um, I should know a little bit about him… after all he is my grandson."

Emma smiled, relieved that they are changing the subject from the wrath to her son. She rather talk about anything else besides the Enchanted Forest and all that nonsense, at least for a little while.

"He's good," Emma responded with a little bit of lightness in her voice, like a weight has been lifted off her chest. "Henry's 11 years old, smart, kind, and has a great sense of humor. Believe it or not, he's the one who brought me back to Storybrooke to break the curse."

Belle's eyes widened and eyebrows arched. Her mouth dropped open, surprised as Emma nodded, waiting for her to recover from her state of shock.

"Really?" Belle asked, in clarification. "My grandson did that?" She chuckled, proud of Henry for bringing Emma to this town. "That's wonderful."

"I know Henry talked about wanting to spend some time with his 'Grandma'," Emma added in as Belle arched her eyebrows again, surprised. Man, that kid never ceases to amaze her. "So um, why don't you pick him up after school? You seem eager to get to know him better."

"Oh um.." Belle stammered, unable to think. What would she do with an 11 year old boy? What do children like to do? She never raised Emma so she didn't know how to look after a child. Babysitting wasn't exactly her strong suit. She wants Henry to like her, and scared she might ruin it somehow. "I-I don't know…"

"Hey, you'll be fine," Emma said seeing the look in Belle's eyes. This was the same look she had when she first met Henry. "I felt the same way about connecting with Henry." Belle sighed and looked up at her daughter. "The kid likes everyone. He's very easy to get along with. You don't need to be worried about what he thinks of you. I can tell he likes you already."

Belle blushed at the comment. Maybe this will be good for her, after all Henry is family and she is his grandmother. Henry seems like a lovely kid, so things probably won't be as awkward as she thinks it might.

"Alright, I'll give it a try," Belle said. "Thanks, Emma."

"You're welcome," Emma replied. She felt a huge weight lifted from her chest. Now she can spend some alone time to think things through and figure out how she feels about all these fairy tale stories existing in reality. About who her family really is and how she feels about this whole situation.

"Uh, Belle…" Emma said feeling rather uncomfortable. "Do you know what's bothering Gold? I mean, I spoke to him this morning and he seems to be hiding something from me. Do you have any idea what that might be?"

"Oh, um, I honestly don't know," Belle managed to respond, being truthful to Emma. "The one thing I know about your father is that he's always hiding things and keeping secrets. I understand that it's hard to trust him, Emma, I really do." Belle swells with tears and takes her hands in hers on the table. "I know he's your father and you want to connect with him… but I'm afraid it's never going to be that easy. He's been the same way with me too. I'm so sorry, Emma."

Emma didn't know how to respond to that at all. Belle completely turned the tables on her. All she wanted to know that if Belle knew anything about what Mr. Gold might be hiding. Belle took the information and misread what she really wanted her to say. Emma had no intention of connecting with her 'father', Mr. Gold, whatsoever. He is way more than the exact opposite of what she expected her father to be like if she ever met him, and because of that, she refused to become close to him.

Emma forced a small smile to reassure Belle that she was fine.

"It's OK. Thank you for being honest with me."

Belle smiled tearfully at her daughter, "Of course, Emma. I'd never lie to you."

Emma smiled as Red came over with her coffee and placed it on the table.

"What do we do now?" Leroy asked the rest of the dwarves, watching Emma and Belle talking in Granny's Diner. They didn't know whether to follow them or Snow White and Prince Charming. After all, they did become like family after all those years. But, Emma did break the curse and she is the saviour… however her father is Rumplestiltskin. "Do we trust them… or not?"

"Her father is Rumplestiltskin," Bashful said nervously.

"We all know that we can't trust him," Doc added in.

They all nodded in agreement.

"But Belle is different," Leroy said breaking the silence. "I know her. We can trust Belle."

"But Emma?" Mr. Clark asked. "I know she broke the curse and she's the saviour and all, but who knows how much darkness she has from… him. Can we trust her?"

There was complete silence between everyone until Dopey spoke up.

"We have to try. I mean, what kind of people would we be if we didn't give her a chance?"

Leroy nodded, "You're right. We have to, for all of our sakes. But, let's go and investigate the town line. It's our duty."

The rest of the dwarves nodded and walked down the main street of Storybrooke to the town line.

Emma left the diner and went down the street towards the Sheriff's station to get started on paperwork and regular routine for the day. She was still in deep thought and overwhelmed by everything that happened in her life within the last few days. Emma didn't notice the Charmings and ran into them by mistake.

"Oh I'm sorry…" said Snow instantly apologetic. She looked up and saw Emma, who she thought was her daughter. "Emma."

Emma forced a smile on her face, "Hi."

"Um, how are you?" Charming asked, awkwardly.

Emma ran a hand through her hair and sighed. She knew this conversation was going to be awkward and uncomfortable for her because she originally thought that they were her parents.

"I'm getting by," Emma replied rather flatly. "Um, did you guys uh, get your memories back? I mean, do you know who-"

"Our child is?" Snow finished for her because she felt rather uncomfortable as well, believing that Emma was her daughter. She shook her head and continued, "No. Our memories are still a blank."

"Regina must've casted some curse on us," David added in folding his arms over his chest.

"I'm sorry," Emma said. "What are you guys going to do?"

Charming shrugged his shoulders, "We don't know."

"Well, there must be some way to get your memories back," Emma said, feeling pressured into helping the Charmings out of their curse. "I'll talk to Gold. He created the dark curse, so he must know what Regina did that erased your memories."

"We'll go with you," Snow said.

"I-" Emma tried to protest, but Charming cut her off.

"Look, I know this is weird for you," Charming explained to Emma. "You thought we were your parents. We thought you were our daughter. Clearly that is not the case, so we have to move on from that."

"This is our problem," Snow added in. "So we have every right to come with you. If your father has any information on what happened to us, we need to be there to question him too."

Emma only managed to nod, unable to respond. Hearing someone else refer to Mr. Gold as her father was very overwhelming. It's like a reminder of something she is trying very hard to avoid as much as possible. They turned around and started to head towards Mr. Gold's pawn shop.

Belle lied awake in her bed chambers, with her hands resting on her stomach. She couldn't stop thinking about how Rumplestiltskin yelled at her today. He never been that harsh with her ever since she first kissed him.

They confessed their love for each other, and Belle thought that Rumplestiltskin was happy with her, but maybe this was all an act. Maybe he doesn't love her, and she was wrong about him.

Tears formed in her eyes, and her lips quivered. She loves him, always had, and always will. The possible thought of this being a one sided love, devastated her completely.

Belle sat up and got out of bed. She walked to her night stand and sat down to find a book to read to help her go to sleep. Belle looked through a bunch of books on the table and found one on being a first time mother. She opened it and skimmed through the pages, to find something that might help her feel better about her pregnancy.

"Don't read too much," Belle read out loud, quietly to herself to make sure she didn't disturb Rumplestiltskin. She knew he would be spinning straw into gold down the hall and never liked being interrupted. "There is such a thing as too much information. Sure, you will want to study the basics, but resist the urge to find out every little complication that could arise during your pregnancy."

Belle sighed heavily and put down the book. That was something she definitely didn't want to hear. She loved to read. But, when she's nervous or anxious, she takes every book she can find and reads them cover to cover, maybe even twice. She knows how curious she can become once she obsessed herself with a topic. This will be a hard task for her to overcome.

Belle leaned forward and continued reading her book to herself.

"Consider a midwife," Belle continued to read. "Some women feel comfortable with a doctor, but others prefer a natural, personal approach."

Belle didn't know at this point in time what she wanted yet. She just learned she was pregnant. That's a decision she will have to make several months from now.

She skimmed through the book because it was late and she didn't have the energy to read word per word. Belle found something that she thought as interesting so she paused her skimming, and took a closer look.

"Get as much sleep as possible," Belle read. "There's nothing more precious than sleep, so rest while you can. Try and not run yourself down before the baby arrives."

"What are you reading there?" Belle heard from behind her. She jumped in her chair startled and grasped onto the book, unable to think. How did Rumplestiltskin get into her room without her noticing? Belle instantly got rid of the thought and sighed. "Right, magic," She thought to herself.

Belle went straight back to panicking, not sure what to do at this point because he caught her red handed. There was nothing she could think of that would get past Rumplestiltskin, because he's not dumb. She gulped and turned around to find him sneering at her with his arms crossed.

"I uh-" Belle stammered in a loss for words.

"Give me that," Rumplestiltskin barked as he snatched the book out of her hands and looked at the front cover.

Belle was freaking out. She didn't know how Rumplestiltskin would react finding her reading a book for mothers. She knew he wasn't stupid and he will put the pieces together very quickly.

Belle closed her eyes and let a tear run down her cheek. She was ready for him to yell and really let her have it. But, she was also praying he would take it more maturely than she thinks he will.

She waited for Rumplestiltskin to say something, anything. She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at her love. He had a blank expression that she was unable to read, staring at the front cover of the book. Long moments passed, and Belle was starting to get scared that he won't take this news lightly.

"Rumple…" Belle tried to say, with a crack in her voice.

"Belle, tell me what I'm thinking isn't true," Rumplestiltskin said in a low tone, carefully examining Belle's reaction on her face.

Belle's eyes glazed over and sighed. She couldn't lie to him, because he is the father and it wouldn't be right to keep the pregnancy from him.

"Y-yes, it's true," Belle choked out, placing her hands gently on her stomach as tears began to trickle down both cheeks. "I-I'm pregnant."

"No," Rumple said furiously putting the book on the table, and began to pace the floor in all sorts of mixed emotions. His voice began to rise, unable to properly process this information. "No, no-no. NO!" He turned and faced Belle who was sobbing silently to herself. "Are you positive, one hundred percent sure?"

"Oh for gosh sakes Rumple, yes!" Belle snapped in emotional tears, looking at him. "I'm carrying a child!"

"I don't understand how this happened…" Rumplestiltskin bellowed as he continued to pace the floor, completely shocked and angry. He didn't know how to feel about this at all. "I cannot believe this… I thought that maybe you were…" Rumplestiltskin shook his head. "How can we both be so stupid?"

As the words slipped out of his mouth, Rumplestiltskin felt a huge wave of regret. That was not how he wanted to phrase what he wanted to say.

"What?!" Belle practically screamed at him in tears. She stood up and made fists, her eyes red from crying, but now it was a mixture of hurt and anger too.

"I'm sorry Belle, that isn't what I meant to say."

"Now you listen to me, Rumple!" She strode up to him, wagging her finger in his face. "This isn't all about you! How do you think I feel?! I was freaking out, scared to death about having a baby!"

Belle began to pace the floor getting emotionally angry as well.

"I've been pondering for days about how to tell you, and this is the reaction I get?!" Belle exclaimed in a very emotional state.

"You know what, I'm not in the mood to argue with you, and don't bother talking to me," Rumplestiltskin said sternly, with a raised voice. He wasn't yelling, but very close to. "You're raising that child on your own. I do not want to be involved."

Rumplestiltskin disappeared in a puff of purple smoke. Belle stood there with her mouth hanging open, shocked. She knew he'd be a bit angry, but to abandon her and the baby like that?

Belle knew right then and there, he never loved her. He only pretended to care for her so he can take advantage of her. But, Belle knew one thing for sure. She loves him, even if he didn't love her back.

Belle collapsed to her knees and buried her face into her hands. She started sobbing uncontrollably, completely heartbroken.

She didn't know what to do anymore.

"Gold!" Emma said sternly, marching into the pawnshop along with Snow and Charming. She looked around and didn't see him. "Where are you?"

"There's no need to raise our voices, I'm here," Mr. Gold said limping on his cane as he emerged from the back room. He saw the Charmings and sighed knowing this was going to be awkward. "Ah the Shepherd. Snow White. What can I do for you?"

"All you can do is tell me what you did," Emma snapped, angry.

"You have to be more specific, my dear."

"I am not going through this again," Emma said crossing her arms, already pissed off at him. "You know damn well what I'm referring to."

"What happened to our memories?" Snow asked.

"You better give us answers, or else that leg won't be the only one that's damaged," Charming threatened as Mr. Gold chuckled and put both hands on his cane.

"No more riddles, Gold," Emma finished, snarling at him.

"Right, your memories," Mr. Gold startled with a smirk as he walked over the Charmings. "You don't know who your child is."

"You know," Charming said seeing right through this act. "Tell us."

Mr. Gold shook his head, "I think that's something you need to discover on your own."

"Oh just tell them!" Emma said stepping into the conversation. "They have every right to know who their child is. You of all people should know how important that is."

Mr. Gold looked at Emma, pain crossing her face, still upset that she was abandoned and grew up with nothing special. He felt guilty for Emma's childhood, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He wanted to raise Emma with Belle and have a new start of a fresh life with the two people he loved. However, that never happened and he can tell that Emma wished that she had family instead of being an orphan.

But he knew it is important to stay connected with your children. He had a soft spot for children because he has two of his own. As much as he wanted to tell the Charmings who their child is, he couldn't because that might mess up their memories.

"As much as I would like to tell you," Mr. Gold explained to the Charmings who gave him confused angry looks. "I can't, it's not that easy to just tell you pieces of your memories that has been erased from existence."

"Why can't you tell them?" Emma asked confused. "It doesn't matter if they have their memories or not. They'd just know."

Mr. Gold smiled, "And that's the great trap. You see, memories are a part of who you are. Memories are made up of many puzzle pieces that fit together a certain way, and the puzzle changes. If I just told you a piece of your memory, your overall memories won't come back the same way that you originally remembered them. The puzzle will change, and it'll change who you are."

Snow, Charming and Emma stood in silence. They didn't know what to do, or say at this point. Is Mr. Gold toying with them or is he telling them the truth? He lied and betrayed not only them, but many others as well. He has gone back on his word, killed and torchured thousands. They didn't know whether or not to trust him on this or not. It was really hard to think at the moment.

"Is that the truth?" Emma asked, using her superpower to find out of he was lying or not. She was staring intently at him. "You aren't messing with our minds, are you?"

Mr. Gold shook his head, "No."

Emma looked at him for a moment before taking a deep breath. He was telling the truth.

"Ok, then what happened to our memories?" Charming questioned the sorcerer in anger. "What did you do, what happened?"

"Regina, wanted more than just ripping your happiness," Mr. Gold admitted. "She came to me days before the enactment of the dark curse. Paranoid that if the dark curse were ever broken, your suffering will be over. Her majesty wanted a back up plan in case that ever happened."

"Which it did," Snow added in as Mr. Gold nodded.

"Our past memories," Charming said listening intently as Emma remained silent, arms crossed.

"Indeed," Mr. Gold said, continuing. "She wanted to erase your memories from ever existing. So, a potion was created just for the two of you. A forgetting potion could wipe away all memories. Regina added it to the curse, and that's how it happened."

"There must be some way to restore our memories," Snow said.

"There is," Mr. Gold says. "There are ingredients in her Majesty's vault, you may want to get a pen and paper. Bring them back to me, and I'll bring your memories back."

"Don't worry, I got my phone," Emma said pulling her phone out of her pocket and turned it on. "Go on."

Belle was pacing the sidewalk outside of Henry's school. She never felt so nervous in her life. Her hands were sweating, heart beating fast, and her mind was racing. Belle gulped and looked at her wrist watch which stated two minutes to three. The school bell will go off any minute now.

She's getting cold feet about babysitting Henry now. Henry seems like a great kid, but she didn't want to ruin her first impression on him. What if he was disappointed about what she is really like? Belle did want to get to know Henry better, but because she was never a mother to Emma, she didn't know how to look after a child.

Belle snapped out of her thoughts when the school bell rang and children started emerging from the school chattering with one another. Belle closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to convince herself that everything will be ok.

"Hey Grandma!" Belle heard Henry shout happily running over to her.

She opened her eyes and smiled at the kid. He looked very cute wearing his backpack, his brown hair and adorable smile.

"Hey Henry," Belle said. "Your mother is busy this afternoon, so she asked me to watch you."

"Awesome!" Henry exclaimed in excitement as Belle chuckled, feeling more relaxed with him. Emma was right, he is easy to talk to. "I can't wait to spend some time with you, because you're… well you're Belle!"

Belle stifled a laugh as they began walking down the sidewalk. She never knew how highly her grandson thought of her. But, she is worried that she won't meet Henry's expectations.

"What are we going to do?" Henry asked walking beside his grandmother.

"Whatever you'd like to do," Belle replied with a small smile, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Um, what about we do some stuff with Operation Cobra," Henry asked as Belle looked at him confused.

"Operation Cobra?" Belle repeated in clarification.

"Oh right, you don't know what Operation Cobra is," Henry said as they continued to walk down the sidewalk. "How about we go somewhere with a little more privacy and I'll catch you up."

"Sounds good," Belle responded as Henry perked up with excitement. She chuckled at her grandson's amusement, as they walked down the sidewalk, across from the pawnshop.

Mr. Gold walked out from the backroom, limping on his cane. He put down a dirty rag on the glass counter, then noticed Belle and Henry walking side by side, across the street. Instantly curious, he walked up to the windows, and pulled up the blinds.

Watching Belle and Henry walk together made his eyes shine with joy and sadness. That was part of his family across the street, but Belle wants nothing to do with him and Henry is scared of him. That is family that he pushed away from him. The chances of him reconnecting with Belle and Henry is small because of how they truly see him as.

Although, he is happy that Belle is connecting with their grandson on a deeper, emotional level. He is proud that his family is slowly coming together as one. He is also aware that it'll take a lot longer with Emma.

As Belle and Henry were leaving his sight, he sighed and turned around to prepare himself for creating a potion to restore the Charming's memories.

Emma, Charming and Snow were approaching Regina's vault in the middle of the forest. Emma felt very uneasy with this whole situation, and nervous that Regina will somehow find out that they broke into her vault. She sighed and looked at Snow and Charming.

"Here we are," Emma said breaking the silence. "Shall we?"

"Wait," Snow said as Charming and Emma turned around to face her. "I'm getting second thoughts. What if this is all a trick?"

"Then I'll break his other leg," Charming threatened as he approached Snow and put his hands on her shoulders. "Look Mary Margaret, what other choice do we have? This may be the key to reunite us with our child. We'll be a family again. We need to do this."

Snow sighed and took a minute to gather herself up, "You're right. Let's do this for our child."

Charming smiled and planted a kiss on Snow's forehead. He then took her hand in his.

"Come on," Charming said as Snow smiled small. They all turned to go inside the vault to gather the ingredients.

Belle and Henry are sitting on the castle by the beach. Henry had his storybook on his lap, opened as he was explaining Operation Cobra to his grandmother.

Belle smiled warmly at her grandson. She is happy that Henry seems to be more satisfied about who she is as a person and their developing relationship.

As Henry as talking, Belle got a phone call from her pocket. She took it out and answers it immediately. Henry remains silent and looks at Belle curiously about who called.

"Wait, slow down, what?" Belle said, holding the phone to her ear getting worried. She slid off the castle and began to pace the sandy beach. "Ok, well… um.." She glanced at Henry and sighed. "Hold on. I'll be right there, j-just tell everyone to stay calm and don't move!"

Belle hung up her phone and put it in her pocket. She turned to Henry, grabbed his wrist and pulled him down. They began walk along the beach, as Henry held onto his storybook in his other arm.

"Who was that?" Henry asked, starting to panic, trying to keep up with Belle's fast pacing. "What's going on, Grandma?"

Belle took a breath, "That was Archie, your therapist. The whole town is in a frenzy, wanting to leave town and go home."

"To the Enchanted Forest?" Henry asked in clarification.

"Yeah," Belle replied, holding onto Henry's wrist. She had to take him with her because she doesn't know where Emma is right now. She won't be able to drop Henry off with her or anywhere else. She needs to get to the town line as quick as possible before anyone gets hurt. "I have to stop them before things get out of hand."

"We don't know if the Enchanted Forest still exists or not," Henry said as they walked down the beach. "Or what happens if you cross the town line."

"I know," Belle said. "They aren't thinking at all, they are just confused and angry, and don't have anyone to guide them."

"You're Belle, so you'll have to lead us," Henry chirped up in a new light of excitement.

Belle stayed quiet for a moment.

"It looks that way, doesn't it?"

She pulled Henry along and turned to go onto the sidewalk. They now started to run, hoping they will make it in time.

Charming, Snow and Emma walked in a single file down the staircase of the vault into a dim lighted room.

"Has Regina thought of air freshener because this hell hole can sure use some," Emma said disgusted of how awful the room smelled.

"Well, let's get started," Charming stated, looking around the room. "What did Gold say we needed to find?"

"Um, let's see," Emma said pulling out her phone. "A blood vessel, an eye of a newt, and some other things…" Emma passed her phone to Snow. "You might be able to understand this better than me."

"This doesn't seem to difficult," Snow said scrolling through the list of ingredients. "I used to read Regina's spell books as a little girl."

"Why should that surprise me?" Emma said with her arms crossed, looking at all these little jars of colored liquid on the shelves. "Like everything else in this town, things just keep getting even more crazier to believe. You know what would happen if anyone else in this world saw a dragon or something? They'd probably have a heart attack, or stroke. I almost did."

Charming and Snow shared uneasy glances and sighed. They were already uncomfortable with this whole thing, and it will take time to get used to Emma not being their daughter, but she wasn't making this any easier at the moment.

"Ok, well, let's keep looking," Charming said changing the subject, reading the labels of the bottles.

Snow grabbed some items that they needed and held onto them with one of her hands.

"It's already creepy enough staying down here, so do we have what we need?" Emma asked, feeling rather uncomfortable and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

"Yeah, I think so," Snow said, counting the ingredients in her hands while reading the labels. She looked up at her husband and Emma with a smile. "We got what we came for. Let's go to Gold and get our memories back, and find our child."

Charming smiled as Emma sighed relieved that they were finally getting out of this underground vault. They walked in a single file out of the vault and onto the grass in the forest. Emma then saw a puff of purple smoke appear a few feet away from her and the Charmings.

She put a hand on her chest and sighed that it was only Regina.

"Oh great," Emma muttered in anger. "It's you."

"What the hell were you three doing in MY vault?!" Regina bellowed, approaching them. She saw a few bottles and other items in Snow's hands. She looked up at her and sneered. "Oh I see, you decided to steal my belongings… Snow White."

Charming stepped in front of Snow and raised his gun out of his pocket and pointed it at Regina.

"Take another step, and you'll regret it," Charming threatened as Snow gulped, not knowing what to say or do to get out of this situation with Regina. "Back off, Regina."

"Is the shepherd threatening his queen?" Regina said with a chuckle, then glared. "If that's your idea of a threat… then that just tells me you are weak."

"You are NOT our queen!" Charming barked at her, making sure that Snow stayed behind him. "I mean it, don't you dare lay a hand on my wife."

"Leave them alone, Regina," Emma furiously added in as the Charmings looked at her bemused and Regina stifled a laugh. "If you want to pick a fight with Mary Margaret, then you have to get through me first."

"And what are you going to do, daughter of Rumplestiltskin?" Regina asked, stepping over to Emma who tried as hard as she could to stay strong and not give Regina the satisfaction that she was nervous.

"I can do a lot of things," Emma said through gritted teeth as she gave Regina a shove in the shoulder. "I may be his daughter, but I'm still me, and sister, you don't know what I'm capable of." Regina snarled at Emma who rolled her eyes. "So let this be a clear warning, leave David and especially Mary Margaret alone."

"You don't know who you are messing with," Regina stated, creating fists, glaring at Emma. "If I were you…" Regina turned and faced the Charmings as well. "If I were ALL of you, I'd watch your backs, because you may not have many left!"

With that threat, Regina disappeared in a puff of purple smoke.

"She is a pain is the ass," Emma said with a sigh of relief that no magic was brought into play, and no one was hurt.

"That is something we can agree on," Charming added in before facing Emma. "Thank you, Emma."

"You're welcome," Emma said, then glanced over at Snow slightly concerned for her safety. "Mary Margaret, you ok?

Snow nodded, "Yes, I'm good. Thank you."

Emma nodded back. They all took a moment to catch their breaths and recover from that encounter with Regina. Once they did, they all walked together towards the pawnshop.

Belle didn't sleep a wink that night. She felt like she's been betrayed by what she thought was the love of her life. She knew that Rumplestiltskin would probably get angry, but she didn't think he'd actually walk away from having a family with her.

Now she didn't know what to do. Rumplestiltskin made it quite clear that he wants nothing to do with her or the baby. But, she Belle did have an agreement with him to stay in his castle so her family will survive.

Belle had a very strong urge to find him, give him a piece of her mind then storm out, never to return again. But, a part of her heart still loves him dearly and stopped her from going through with it.

Belle knew she has a long time to think about what to do, and whether or not Rumplestiltskin should have any right to their child.

She was so angry after that night, that she couldn't think straight, so she thought it was better to wait until things have settled down in her mind.

Belle walked into the library to dust the books and clean the floors. She took out the duster and began to dust the tables. Belle sighed and tried to wipe the tears away, but it was useless. She was just so upset.

"Belle…"

She heard him call. Belle refused to look at him and gripped onto the handle of the duster harder. Her lips tightened and a mixture of anger and sadness crossed her face.

"I thought you didn't want to talk anymore," Belle said bitterly, and rather harshly as she dusted the table with force.

"I-I've been thinking…" Rumplestiltskin started as he saw pain written all over Belle's face, and it broke his heart.

"That's always nice, isn't it?" Belle snapped sarcastically, moving to the other side of the table.

"You deserve an exclamation about why I lost my temper," Rumplestiltskin said in a more soothing tone, approaching her subtly.

Belle stopped dusting, closed her eyes and sighed. She should give him a chance to explain, even though she really didn't want to talk to him after the way they fought over their family. Belle slowly looked up and faced Rumplestiltskin.

She can tell that he has calmed down a bit and looked like he was ready to talk like a couple of mature adults. She saw his face was rather soft and seemed guilty.

"Alright," Belle said putting down the duster on the table and crossed her arms. "Explain."

"Do you remember the story I told you about how I lost Baelfire?" Rumplestiltskin asked, and Belle nodded. He continued, "When he was born… and Milah as left me, and him, I was all Bae had left."

Belle's heart began to soften and her facial expressions loosened up, listening intently to him. She can tell this was very hard for Rumplestiltskin to talk about, and she never seen him so vulnerable with her before.

"Bae depended on me for everything," Rumplestiltskin continued with flashing memories of pain from his past appearing in his mind. Tears began to fill in his eyes. "He trusted me, he was loyal to me… I was everything to him. But, I let him go. He, he grew up the rest of his childhood without me. I-I tried to be a good father once, b-but nothing good came from it."

Belle filled with her own tears, now understanding why Rumplestiltskin was angry and yelled at her. He's afraid to be a father again. Belle felt terrible for the way she acted, and wished she'd known this earlier so she could've helped him through his pain.

"I-I don't know if I can be a father again," Rumplestiltskin admitted, choking up his words. "This child doesn't deserve someone like me that will only hurt it."

"Oh Rumple," Belle said walking up to her love and rested her hands on his arms. She was thankful that Rumplestiltskin was being honest with her. "I understand why you're afraid. I never was a mother before, so I'm scared too."

Rumplestiltskin sighed and looked at Belle.

"Honey, Bae loved you so much, and he could never stop loving you," Belle said with tears. "Despite of what you did. You wanted to protect him. Don't ever doubt that Bae could hate you. He doesn't. You were the only thing he had left, and you raised him the best way you knew how. That all counts, Rumple."

"B-but what if I fail at fatherhood again?" Rumplestiltskin asked, with tears streaming down his cheeks, letting himself be vulnerable for once.

"Don't you see, you never did," Belle said with a small smile, moving her hands to his shoulders. "What tells me that you were a great father is all the time you spend trying to find your son, because you truly love him… and that's how I know you'll be a wonderful father to our child."

Belle lowered her hand down his arm and moved his hand over her stomach. She moved Rumplestiltskin's hand in small circles, and looked up at him with a tearful smile. She squeezed his shoulder with her other hand slightly.

"Oh Belle…" Rumplestiltskin choked out after long moments of silence. "You're really carrying our child?"

Belle nodded and chuckled, letting tears stream down her cheeks. She was so happy with the change in Rumplestiltskin's mood, and glad he was honest with her about why he got so angry that night.

"Yes, I'm pregnant, Rumple," said Belle softly.

Rumplestiltskin slowly leaned in and kissed Belle ever so softly on the lips. He felt her respond to the kiss by pressing tighter, moving her body as close as she could go. Rumplestiltskin moved his hands to her waist as Belle kept her hands on his shoulders.

Rumplestiltskin has kissed many women before in the past, but nothing so heartwarming, so meaningful as this one. The kiss didn't need to be strong and full of passion, it was enough to let them both know that this is where they needed to be.

Rumplestiltskin broke the kiss, and moved his hand over her stomach again. He looked down and smiled small. That kiss made him realize he loves her.

"I'm sorry for yelling… and I never meant what I said… I won't leave you and the baby."

"I know," Belle said pulling Rumplestiltskin into a hug and rested her chin on his shoulder. She closed her eyes and sighed, relieved that Rumplestiltskin wouldn't walk out on their relationship. "I know. I forgive you."

Belle and Henry ran down the street to the town line. They saw a large crowd shouting, cursing and raising their fists. Belle's heart began to race, nervous about how she is going to convince an entire mob to turn around and go back.

"This looks bad," Henry mutters quietly to his grandmother who nodded in return.

"No kidding," Belle said rather flatly as Archie ran over to the both of them, trying to catch his breath.

"Thank goodness you're here Belle, the whole town has gone mad," Archie said in between harsh breaths. "Snow and James aren't around, so I assumed you'd help us stop them."

"What is their plan exactly?" asked Belle, gripping onto Henry's wrist to make sure he is safe with her. "Run off to who knows where and wind up hurt?"

"I don't know, but we certainly won't want to stick around to find out," Archie explained, finally in control of his breathing.

Belle nodded, "I agree."

"How are we going to stop them?" Henry asked, nervous.

"I-I don't know, I might as well try and talk some sense into these people," Belle said pulling Henry along to the front of the crowd.

Henry stood beside a red car, near Red and Granny.

"Hey Belle, what are you going to say?" Red asked as Belle shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know… I-I'll figure it out," Belle choked up. "Watch Henry for me."

Red smiled and nodded. Belle climbed onto the car and stood on the roof. She took a deep breath and knew she had to do something to calm the citizens down.

"Hey!" Belle shouted, feeling nervous about speaking publicly in front of this many people. "Listen to me, before you all do something you'll regret!"

"We don't have to listen to you!" Dr. Whale barked in the middle of the crowd. "We have a right to go!"

"Just listen to me!" Belle repeated as everyone began to settle down. "Ok, listen. If you cross the town line, you're going to be lost. Everyone who loves you will lose you. You'll be lost in a world you don't know anything about." Belle sighed and continued, feeling less anxious. "I get wanting to go back home, believe me, I do. I was imprisoned by Regina for twenty eight years, and I wanted to get rid of the memories of being alone." Belle felt tears forming in her eyes. "Look, we don't know what happens if you cross that line, and if you make that decision, you may lose everything you ever loved and who loves you back… or worse, you'll lose yourself." Belle took a deep breath and saw that they were listening intently to her speech. "So don't do it. We'll find a way back, I promise. It'll just take time. There are harder paths and we can still take them. I know I'm not a leader, but I can be if you all let me. All choices are open if you stay. Live where you want and do what you want. Let's open Granny's and the school. Snow, James, Emma and I will protect you. But, we have to work together, as we did before and will do again. Please."

There was a long moment of silence. The crowd looks at one another and sighs. They hesitate for a second, then turn around to head back to their vehicles. Belle sighed relieved that the mob listened to her and didn't cross the town line.

"So, do you think you can get their memories back?" Emma asked, with her hands on her hips.

Mr. Gold chuckled as he looked through the magnifying glass, as he dropped a strand of hair into the bottle. Then the clear liquid turned blue, glowing with sparkles.

"Woah," Emma stated, surprised. "How'd you do that?"

"It's potioncraft, Emma," Mr. Gold responded as he stood up from his chair. "It's the magical ability to create liquid substances for many purposes by combining a variety of ingredients, and in this case, you three have from her majesty's vault."

Emma sighed. Of course. He always has an answer for everything, doesn't he?

"So this will do it?" Snow asked. "If we drink that, we'll get our memories back?"

"That should be the case," Mr. Gold replied pouring the potion into two separate glasses. He picked up the glasses and handed them to Snow and Charming. "Drink up, Charmings."

"Hold on a moment, if this doesn't work… what will happen to us?" Charming asked, worried, and still a bit skeptical about these potions.

"Nothing, there aren't any side effects if that's what you're concerned about," Mr. Gold responded grabbing his cane and placed both of his hands on it. "It'll work."

Charming and Snow looked at each other, sharing worried glances. They hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath and drunk down the potions and waited with their eyes closed.

Emma looked at them slightly concerned. Then a puff of white magic spread throughout the room which made everyone lose their balance for a second.

After recovering from her state of shock, Emma faced her friends surprised.

"Do you remember?" Emma asked breaking the silence. "Did the potion work?"

Snow gasped and placed a hand over her chest full of emotion.

"I'm guessing either it didn't work or something bad happened in your past," Emma said making an assumption based off their reactions.

"D-David," said Snow facing her husband and grabbed onto his arms, and he grabbed onto hers. "I remember… I remember everything."

"So do I," replied Charming with a small gasp, looking down at his wife. "It worked."

Snow and Charming smiled, chuckling softly. Charming dipped his head down and kissed Snow passionately as she wrapped her arms around his back, pulling him in closer.

Emma smiled small, crossing her arms watching the loving couple as if they reunited again. She turned and glanced at Mr. Gold who stood there with a blank expression on his face, that Emma was unable to read. She got his attention and mouthed "Thank you", giving him a warm smile. It was not forced at all, it was a true smile.

Mr. Gold nodded in response, giving her a small smile in return.

The kiss broke as Snow looked at her husband with excitement in her eyes.

"Our child, David… I know who he is."

"Then let's find him," replied Charming with a smile, taking Snow's hand and raced out the door without even telling Emma who he is, leaving her confused and dumbstruck.

"Wait, who, who is their kid?" Emma asked her father, confused.

"You'll find out soon enough, my dear," said Mr. Gold turning around and walked into the backroom, leaving Emma full of unanswered questions.

Belle and Henry are walking down the main street of Storybrooke. They saw Emma coming from the pawnshop. Henry perked up with excitement and ran into her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I'm so happy to see you, Emma!" Henry exclaimed happily.

Emma chuckled and put her hands on Henry's back.

"Me too, kid," Emma replied, happy to see her son after a long, stressful day. She saw Belle and smiled. "Hey Belle."

"Hey," Belle said. "Where were you all day?"

"I could ask the same," Emma replied wrapping an arm around Henry as they all broke into a fit of laughter.

"Well at least-" Belle started to say but she was cut off by a bunch of people yelling. She turned around and saw all the dwarves running towards them in horror.

"Terrible news! Terrible news!" Leroy exclaimed in a state of panic. "We were out at the town limits. Tell 'em who you think you are, Sneezy!"

"Will you stop calling me that?" Dr. Clark exclaimed very confused and upset. "You know who I am. I'm Tom Clark. I own the Dark Star Pharmacy. What's going on here?"

"If you cross the border, you lose your memory all over again," Leroy said in anger and sadness.

"And coming back doesn't fix it?" Emma asked holding Henry close to her, bemused by this news.

"If it did, would I have come running in yelling "terrible news"?!" Leroy snapped as Emma rolled her eyes. But, she is used to this kind of behaviour because she has dealt with it all her life. "If we leave, our cursed selves become our only selves."

"Do we know that anything's gotten out that way?" Emma asked the group of dwarves.

"I wonder if my Mom knows," Henry stated as Emma squeezed his shoulder.

The dwarves continue their loud commotion until Belle got their attention and settled them down.

"Look, get everybody you can find and meet back here in a few hours... I'll tell you my plan to fix everything," said Belle as the group nodded and wondered away.

"What's the plan?" Emma asked following her mother down the street, while holding Henry's hand.

"I don't know, but I got a few hours to figure it out," Belle explained in determination and stubbornness.

Emma and Henry exchanged worried glances as they followed Belle.