A/n: Hello everyone! I'm so sorry it took this long to get this next season up. I really had most of it written out and typed up when I posted the last chapter of OUaTiT. I just got caught up with Halloween at the store and then I accidentally got into Game of Thrones and had to get that out of my system (1: Danny needed to die a while ago. 2: All hail Arya, the fucking badass of the North). But I did it, it's done! Yay!

Most of this is in Storybrooke. Not a lot of Skyrim pasts, but there are some Enchanted forest ones.

As always I don't own anything but Devon and Orabella and all their other names. And if something is wrong, please PM me and I will fix it.

Broken

The smoke cleared and immediately Devan looked over all the children. He knew what the smoke had brought; he felt his magic returning to him. The former orphans were worried about their own parents; his own children were just happy to remember him, and clung to him tightly.

"Okay, everyone, I know you're all scared, but we all need to calm down," he told the children over their chittering.

"Papa, what happened to us?" Hroar was holding Runa close as the youngest cried into his shoulder.

"Ask me later, little man. We need to stay inside for the time being. And I need to make a few phone calls, find out what happened, okay?" The children all nodded. "Okay, in the mean time, let's finish our homework and read our books." The children calmed and dispersed to the library as he reached for the phone.

Gold turned to Orabella. "Now, my Lovely," he said pulling her to lean against the well before him. "What do we do?"

She tilted her head at him with a playful smirk. "What, I'm just supposed to give you the answers?"

He leaned closer to her. "Well, I had hoped you would cooperate. Especially since I've brought you a little gift." He pulled the gold and emerald pendant from his breast pocket.

Her face lit up in excitement. "If I tell you, will you give it back sooner?"

"I may," Gold said with a smirk of his own.

She sighed in mock frustration. "We have to wait to get Regina. Not long," she reassured when she saw his anger flash across his face. "Just an hour at the latest."

He seemed placated for the moment. "Then what shall we do in the mean time?" He pulled her in for a deep kiss.

A kiss she happily returned.

Until her phone rang. She answered with an angry sigh. "We have an hour before she gets locked up. What could possibly be so important you have to interrupt my reunion?"

"How about our armor? I don't have mine, and I sure as hell don't want to face the mob alone to ask her where it is." Devon was unfazed by the woman snoozing at him. He'd withstood it for almost 75 years; he'd be willing to stand more.

She sighed, slightly more calm. She looked at her feet and rocked her left heel on the well platform, her favorite way to call upon her armor. Nothing happened. "I don't have mine either," she said before throwing an ice spike into a tree. "But I do have Ice Spike."

"Really?"

"Why would I joke? Tell Lacey to watch the children and meet me at Mayor Manor. Technically, we're under contract; we should at least show up." She shut the call off and turned her attention back to her lover. "I'm sorry, but I have to go."

"I understand. A contract is a contract. But when you finish, remember, you still belong to me."

He pulled himself away from her. "Oh!"

"Yes?"

"Your hint," she smirked. "You can't kill her, but a Touch of Destiny never hurt many people, did it?" He gave her a playful grin and gave a kiss to her hand and led the way out of the woods.

Whale led the group to Regina's doorstep, the family of heroes and the Queens bodyguards not far behind.

"Listening to you has been enough for all of us," Regina said, pushing the town doctor aside to face the crowd on her porch. "That's right. You wanted to see your queen? Well, my dears," she said stepping off her porch and throwing her blazer back. "Here... she... is..."

She threw a spell.

Nothing happened.

"She's powerless!"

"Get her!"

"Don't let her get away!"

Whale threw Regina against one of the pillars on her porch. "Now, where were we," he asked as he made to wrap his hands around her neck.

Devon sent a bolt of lightning above the doctors head. "If anyone gets first crack at the Queen, it's us," he said gesturing to himself and Orabella.

"Where are our things, Regie," Orabella sing-songed. "You know we can't do too much without it."

Regina looked at her guards confused. "They're with mine," she said shaikily at they're cool faces.

They nodded and took their places at her side, peaceful magic charging in her hands. She breathed easier as they stood in front of her as Emma and her family fought through the crowd. "Let her go! Let her go!"

"Why should we listen to you?" Whale eyed the blond.

"Because I am still the Sheriff."

"And because she saved you, all of you," David said eying the body guards magic as it disengaged.

"And because no matter what Regina did, it does not justify this," Mary Margret addressed the crowd as she held Henry close.

"We are not murderers here."

"Well, were not from this world," Whale snapped at the Savior.

"Yeah, well, you're in it now," she snapped back.

"Okay, Whale, were done." David stood in front of Devon as another barrier between Whale and Regina.

"Back off! You're not my prince."

David paused. "Who are you, Whale?"

"That's my business," the doctor muttered.

The prince paused and scoffed. "Well, my business is making sure this town doesn't go to hell, so weather or not I'm your prince isn't the issue. We have a lot to figure out and this isn't the way to do it."

"And Regina's death wont provide any answers," Mary Margret said coming to stand beside her husband, in front of Orabella. "She needs to be locked up for her safety, and more importantly, for ours."

The bodyguards gave a subtle nod to Regina, telling her it was a safe idea, and she went quietly with the Charming family. Emma pulled Orabella and Devon back as the crowds dispersed, her son by her side.

"Okay, What the hell was that?"

"It was magic," Henry said excitedly.

"But Regina couldn't use hers?"

"Our magic is different," Orabella said in terse explanation.

"So what do we do with you?"

"Nothing," Devon said. "Our job is to keep Regina alive until her mother's death. If she's locked away, you're doing our job for us, and we can go about our lives."

Emma thought about it for a minute. "Okay," she agreed. "No more magic."

The bodyguards merely raised their eyebrows as woman and child took their leave. "No promises," was muttered under-breath.

Regina sighed and attempted to open the lock on the door. "Magic is different here, dearie," Gold said rounding the corner.

"I noticed," she sneered. "I assume this is all your doing?"

"Most things are," he said as he stalked closer.

She gulped. "Get to it, Rumple. What do you want? You here to finish the job."

"No, no, no," he chuckled. "You're safe from me."

"I feel so relieved."

"Certainty made me promise not to kill you."

"You've seen her?"

"She came to me right after the curse broke." He drew nearer to the cell, internally amused at their reversed situations. "And she gave me an idea. A gift, as it were." He grabbed her hand from where she had rested it on the bars and pulled it through, slamming a gold pendant into her palm.

Regina gasped through the pain as the pendant seared her skin. "Is that..."

"Yes, dearie. The one thing no one can escape... Destiny." She struggled in his grip. "And I promise, yours is particularly unpleasant."

Devon and Orabella ran down the stone steps into Regina's vault. They searched through most of the chests until Devon spoke. "I think this is yours. Filled to the brim with books."

"Well, this one has every ore, ingot, and hide ever created, so it must be yours."

"Oh! God Armor!"

"About damn time." They adorned themselves in they're respective light armor and Devon pulled a set of wolf armor and threw it on as Orabella re-adorned her self in her usual clothes and began going through her books.

"Now for weapons," he said as he continued to search.

"She couldn't be simple and put our stuff into two chests: yours and mine?"

"She was always a difficult child."

"Doesn't mean she had to grow up to be a difficult woman. Here, found them," she said opening up another chest.

"Jeez, got enough arrows?"

"Jeez, got enough swords?"

"Never."

"Question answered," she said as they separated their things.

"So who goes with Emma?"

"I can't possibly go without leave from my lord."

"'Your lord', huh?"

"That leaves you."

"Would he enjoy the company of six small children? Well, two teens, one on the cusp of teenagedom and three small children," he asked as he buckled swords

She slung multiple quivers over her shoulder. "He wouldn't have much of a choice. 'Uncle Stiltkin'?"

Devon shook his head as the last of their things were safely concealed. "Can't see him as an 'Uncle' anything."

Orabella merely shrugged as they turned to leave.

"Sees like rather a punch in the face," Gold said as Orabella opened the shop front and walked in. "I deserve a 'thank-you'."

"Twist my words all you want," Emma said coolly as Orabella circled to stand beside Gold. "What was the purple haze that you brought?"

"Just a little bit of Hocus Pocus," Orabella said as she lit a single flame on her finger.

"Why," Mary Margret asked.

"Not telling," Gold said before taking his lady's hand and blowing out the flame, and kissing it.

The ground rumbled, the shop shook, and the car alarms from those outside sounded loudly. "What was that?" The Charming's ran to the door.

"That is my gift to you," Gold said to the confused Savior as something roared in the street. "That's gonna take care of Regina." There was an explosion outside and electricity crackled.

"Emma, come on," Mary Margret called.

"We need to go take care of this," David said as he walked closer to his daughter.

Emma kept her gaze leveled at Gold. "We're not done."

"Oh, I know," assured evenly. "You still owe me a favor." Emma gave a little nod of reluctant understanding and the Charming trio left the shop. Gold turned to Orabella. "How did it go?"

"I got everything I needed," she said as she produced a gold and emerald ring and held it in front of him. "Now will you return mine?" He pulled the rings necklace counterpart out of a hidden case, and slipped it around her neck. She took his right hand and slipped it onto his forefinger.

They both smiled. "I made tea," he said gesturing to the tea tray on the counter as he wrapped an arm around her.

"I see that, but I may not be able to stay."

"Why?" His disappointed look was evident.

"Absolute must go to the Enchanted forest with Emma. I need to look after my nieces and nephews," she explained as she draped her arms around his neck.

"The enchanted Forest? It's impossible to get to from here."

"Not if you have the Hatters hat." She rubbed her nose on his playfully. "And whilst they're away, you can work on us getting over the town line with out loosing our memories."

"Our memories?"

"Regina did make some adjustments to the curse."

"It will take time to concoct a remedy."

"We have time," she assured. "I don't remember where exactly Bae is in New York City. Emma shall bring back Cora, who will bring a tracking globe, then we can find him."

"Cora will come here?" He pulled slightly away from her.

Her arms constricted so he couldn't go too far. "You know I can't give away too many things at once. It would fry even your brain." She ran her fingers gently through his hair as he sighed in discontent. "Besides it's all written down in my books," she said gesturing to the five red leather books that sat behind the counter in they're own glass case. "You have them. You could read them. But it's only what happened when I was Stacia. I'm not her anymore, so somethings are bound to be different." She sighed as he rubbed her back. "I just don't want you to worry about it."

"So long as you keep all this to yourself, my lovely, I shall worry," he said pressing a kiss to her forehead.

The lights flickered at the Sheriffs station. "Hello? Who's there?" Regina looked up from her marked hand and out to the station.

"Only me," Devon said as he drew a set of lock picks from a pocket. He kelt before the cell door as the lights flickered out. "The Wraith is near."

"Behind you!"

The Wraith ripped the cell door from its hinges, throwing it and Devon across the room. The Wraith extended its arm and began to suck the soul from Regina. Devon shook off his weariness and threw a ball of magelight in front of the creature, blinding it.

The Charming's arrived in time to help. David launched a chair at it before he himself was thrown across the room, landing near Devon. The Wraith sent a Deputy's desk after him, and the two men quickly scrambled out of the way.

The Wraith went back to collecting it's marked soul. Mary Margret found a spray can and a lighter from lock up inventory, and used them as an amateur flame thrower. The Wraith screamed and made its escape out a window.

Devon made his way over to a gasping Regina as Emma spoke. "What the hell was that thing?"

"A Wraith," Devon said as he helped Regina to her feet.

"A soul-sucker," Regina gasped.

"Did I-"

"Kill it?" Devon and Regina looked at Mary Margret as though she were an idiot. Regina continued. "No, it's regenerating. It'll be back. It doesn't stop until it devours it's prey. Me." She held up her marked hand.

"So how do we kill it?" Emma looked to Regina for answers.

"There's no way," she said sadly. "You can't kill something that's already dead."

"Then we have a problem."

"No, we don't," David spoke up. "Regina does."

Regina looked at him in disbelief. "What?"

"David?" Mary Margret was shocked.

Emma was surprised as well. "You want to let her die?"

"Why not? Then it goes away. Then we're safe."

"That's quite the example you're setting for your daughter, there," Devon snapped.

"No. You don't get to judge us," David said moving to get in the taller mans face.

Regina interrupted them. "Let me ask you something. Where do you think that thing came from?" They all knew the answer. "Gold."

David looked to his daughter. "I made a promise to Henry. She's not dying."

Mary Margret crossed her arms. If it can't be killed, what do you suggest?"

"Send it somewhere it can't hurt anyone," Regina said. "I have something in my office that can help in that endeavor."

The Charming's veered off to the supply store while Devon, Emma, and Regina went to City Hall. Devon waited for everyone in the main hall as Regina and Emma went upstairs to retrieve the Hatters hat.

Regina led the parade of Charming's into the Hall with the hat. "It will open a portal to our land. All we have to do is send the Wraith in there," she said placing the hat at the center of the hall.

"Oh, yeah. Just that," David said sarcastically.

"I don't understand." Mary Margret handed her lighter to her husband. "I thought our land was gone."

"It is." Regina said as she adjusted the hat. "But sending it to a place that no longer exists... Well, that's banishing it to Oblivion."

"Which can be a very nice place, depending on where you get sucked into," Devon said pulling out his own torch.

The Charming's looked at him confused as Regina spun the hat on the floor.

The Wraith entered the room. David and Devon stood in front of the women, waving their torches at the Wraith, attempting to distract it.

Above the din of the fire and the wind, Devon picked out Emma's voice. "What's the problem?" He looked behind him to check on their progress, and the Wraith knocked him over the fire lit partition near the crouched pair.

As the portal opened, the Wraith lunged for Regina. Emma pushed her out of the way and was dragged into the portal by the Wraith. During this distraction, Devon log rolled himself in after her.

Orabella say at the foot of the spinning wheel as Gold spun wool into yarn, swirling her tea. "The Wraith is gone."

"Will you go now?"

"I'm afraid so. I'm sure Belle will wish to go home, see her father." She stood and set her cup aside. "Tomorrow, I'd like to help settle everyone in."

"Are you asking me or telling me?" He set his work aside and stood to face her.

"I'm asking. Absolute and I have a reputation of being Regina's hands. I'd like to start amending that by helping out the towns people."

"You don't need to ask me to do what's in your nature," he said brushing back a lock of her hair behind her shoulder. "That's part of why I love you."

Her eyes misted. "Look at you, making me a sap." She wiped her eyes. "It's just, we've been apart so long. I don't really want to go." She wrapped herself around him.

He pulled her closer, resting his head on hers. "I know, nor do I. But as you've said, 'sometimes lovers part to be together'. Does that not apply now?"

"Yes," she sighed. "Until I use Belle or a criminal, I've not decided yet."

He chuckled in his lack of understanding. "I'm sure you'll figure it out in due time." He pulled her face to his for a kiss. "Now, you have children to look after." He placed another kiss on her forehead. "I love you, Stacia Erimentha Certainty Orabella Marquardt-Shine."

She laughed. "And I love you, Rumplestiltskin Robert Gold."