A/N: Before we start, I have a message for the CaptainSwan fans under the story.

Chapter I

Rumplestiltskin had finally managed to leave the cursed town. He was walking down the streets of New York, searching for his son.

He craned his neck to reach over the crowd.

He had no idea what his son looked like; it had been at least a few centuries ago that they had seen each other for the last time. Though he was confident that Baelfire was still alive and here, in New York.

His mind was racing. How am I going to find him in this place? Rumple thought frustrated. If I could only use magic, I could teleport everywhere and it wouldn't take so long.

He froze as he glimpsed a flash of familiarity when a boy from about fifteen maybe sixteen rushed past him. ''Bae,'' he whispered surprised.

He started limping forward after the boy. Click, click, click, his cane sounded as it clanged against the stone pavement.

The boy turned into an alley. Rumple quickly followed and saw him standing in the middle of the darkness. His face was half visible in the dark shadows that the walls cast.

Rumpelstiltskin slowly walked into the alley and noticed the boy was talking to someone. A girl. She had blonde hair, and her face and clothes were dirty. The boy turned when he noticed someone was approaching them.

Rumple watched him as he carefully limped toward them. The boy stood motionless and the girl watched him concerned. ''Neal, are you alright?'' she asked. He didn't reply and continued eyeing the man.

The boy had curly hair and smudges on his face. His clothes were dirty and ripped in several places.

Rumple stopped in front of him and gathered his courage. His eyes burned with tears. ''Bae,'' he whispered. The boy looked into the man's face and replied, ''Papa.''

The silence that followed was uncomfortable and tense. ''I-I'm so…'' Rumple started. ''What are you doing here?'' the boy cut in. The girl watched them with a raised eyebrow. ''Neal, who is this?'' she asked. She was about fourteen years old and probably homeless.

''Neal?'' Rumple asked raising his eyebrow. Neal sighed. ''Emma, this is my father,'' he said. ''Now, what are you doing here?'' he asked coldly turning back to his father. ''Why aren't you home, with your power?'' he asked annoyed. Rumple heaved a sigh. ''I'm sorry Bae,'' he said. A tear rolled down his cheek. ''I've regretted every day I let you go. I've spent every day searching for a way to find you.''

Neal looked at his father angrily. ''That's not what I asked,'' he yelled. ''Why are you here!''

Rumple watched him surprised. ''To find you,'' he said softly. Neal sniffed. ''You could've just come with me then, but you couldn't let go of your power. Why would it be any different now?'' he asked angrily. ''Your power will always be more important to you than I will ever be!'' he shouted.

Rumple closed his eyes. ''Bae…''

''Don't call me Bae!'' he yelled. ''It's Neal now.'' Rumple hesitated and then started over. ''Neal, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I can't do anything but beg you to come back with me. I don't have my power here, you know that. And I understand that you're angry,'' he said looking at his feet.

''No, no you don't!'' Neal shouted. ''You don't know how it feels to be betrayed by your own father, and- and…'' He stopped. Tears had struck his eyes and he fell down onto his knees. He started sobbing into his hands. ''To be left alone in a cold world,'' he said softly.

Rumple carefully kneeled down leaning against his cane. ''Actually,'' he said softly. ''I do.'' Neal looked up at his father. ''I'll tell you my story if you come back with me,'' he said offering him his hand. Neal's face filled with anger. ''No,'' he said. ''The least you could do is tell me the story,'' he said.

''Alright,'' Rumple said softly. ''You're right.'' He carefully stood up. ''But why won't we first get some food? You look like you're starving,'' he said offering his son another hand. He ignored it and stood up on his own. ''There's a pizza place at the end of the street,'' he said eyeing his father.

''That'll do,'' Rumple said. ''And, Emma must come too,'' he said when Rumple took a step. Rumple nodded.

Neal brought them to the pizza place and opened the door. They quickly sat down at a table in the corner to avoid eavesdroppers. When they had settled down and ordered their pizzas Neal leaned back. ''Start talking,'' he said coldly.

Rumple sighed. ''My dad and I always had to roam through the streets searching for ways to get money. After some time he promised me he would look for a job and left me with some old spinsters. He promised me to come back when he had a job. The old spinsters told me he wouldn't and gave me a magic bean.'' He stopped because the waitress brought them their pizzas.

He waited until she was out of earshot and continued as the teenagers were eating. ''They told me to leave and go somewhere where I wouldn't have to live with his cowardice, to a place where he wasn't known. But was stubborn and went to find him, and together we went to a place he had visited in his dreams as a kid. Neverland to be precise,'' he said.

Neal paused chewing but quickly continued when he saw his father was watching him. The thing his father didn't knew was that he had been in Neverland for about a few centuries.

''He wanted to fly so desperately, that he climbed into one of the highest trees to find fairy dust.'' Rumple's voice faltered. ''Go on,'' Neal urged him. Rumple hesitated and swallowed. ''He met a shadow who told him he could only fly as a kid. So he clambered down and let the shadow take me so he could be young again,'' Rumple said his voice hoarse.

''He gave me up.'' His eyes filled with tears. ''Peter Pan gave me up,'' he said. Neal watched his father with wide eyes and choked on his pizza. He quickly caught his breath again. Emma chuckled. ''Peter Pan?'' she asked. ''Peter Pan from Neverland?'' her eyes were filled with amusement.

Neal watched his father coldly. ''Restrooms,'' he said. Rumple watched him quizzically. ''Now.'' Neal stood up. ''Emma, wait here. We're back in a moment,'' he said looking down at her. He waited until his dad stood and walked to the restrooms.

He slammed the door shut behind him. ''Peter Pan is my grandfather?'' He walked to his father and faced him. ''Why haven't you told me?'' he shouted. Rumple watched him shocked but quickly regained his confidence. ''It wasn't relevant. And why does it matter?'' Rumple asked sheepishly. Neal closed his eyes. ''Have you any idea how it's even possible that I'm still a teenager?'' he asked annoyed.

When his father kept silent he exploded. ''I've been stuck in Neverland the last few centuries,'' he said. ''With my grandfather!'' he yelled. Rumple watched him with wide eyes. ''You've been there for centuries?'' he asked sympathetically. ''That must be horrible.''

Neal balled his fists. ''Come back with me,'' Rumple said. ''We can start over. I will be the father you deserve.''

Neal's face turned red in anger until an idea popped into his head, and he slowly relaxed his muscles. ''On one condition,'' he said slowly. He looked his father in the eye. ''Emma will come with us.''

Rumple raised an eyebrow. ''Do you two have a relationship?'' he asked. Neal turned away. ''Maybe. But that's none of your business,'' he said. ''Do we have a deal?'' he asked sternly watching the door. ''Alright, she can come,'' he said defeated. He wanted his son back so badly, that he wouldn't even care about anything else.

''That girl, do you know anything about her background?'' he asked. Neal raised an eyebrow and turned back to his father. ''Why do you care about her background,'' he asked. Rumple started explaining about the curse and the expected saviour.

''So you've been in prison?'' Neal asked grinning. ''Yes, and I had predicted she would return and break the curse after fifteen years,'' he said. Neal rolled his eyes. ''Fine,'' he said. ''She was found at the edge of a freeway when she was still a baby. She has been part of some foster families, but nothing really worked out. When we met we became friends and since then we wander around New York together.''

Rumple watched him blankly. She is the one, he thought. He checked his watch. ''We have to go, or we'll miss the plane,'' he said.

He left the restrooms and returned to the table and took his coat. ''C'mon Emma, we're going home,'' Neal said offering her his hand. She quickly took it and together they left the pizza place.

A/N: Hi. I hope you enjoyed this story. Emma and Baelfire are still teenagers. The dark curse isn't broken yet and everyone still lives with their fake memories, except Rumpelstiltskin of course. By the way, Belle won't be locked up. She has other fake memories than Lacey's because I couldn't use those in the story. She will be just known as Belle but doesn't remember anything from before the curse. By the way before I continue this story, I will have to tell all the CaptainSwan fans that Emma and Neal will be together in this story, because Henry has to appear from some place hasn't he? Well, if you guys want I could add a teenage Hook later. Maybe Hook can be Henry's father. (¬‿¬)

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