Enchanted Adventure

XXIII. Broken

"The curse... It's broken?" Leroy asked.

David nodded. "Well, it appears so."

"So, what do we do now?" Ruby wondered.

"Now? Now I find my daughter," Mary Margaret said.

Emma, who had been standing behind them, spoke up. "So, it's true."

Mary Margaret cupped Emma's face before hugging her, and the gesture was not returned by Emma. "You found us."

David joined in on the hug.

Henry and Aubree had arrived with Emma and questioned, "Grandpa?"

David smiled. "Yeah, kids. I suppose so."

They continued hugging and Henry said, "She did it. She saved you."

"And us," Aubree added, smiling at Emma.

"She saved all of us," Mary Margaret said.

"I... Well..." Emma stammered.

"Uh, then why are we still here?" Leroy asked.

"That, my friend, is an excellent question," David replied.

"Well, what was that smoke?" Mr. Clark wondered.

"Who did this? What was that smoke?" Everyone asked.

"A-And why?" Walter added.

"And what was that smoke?"

Mother Superior joined the crowd. "Magic. It's here. I can feel it."

Aubree turned to her. "Magic? In Storybrooke? You're the Blue Fairy."

"Do something magical," Henry told her.

Mother Superior shook her head. "It's not quite that simple Henry, Aubree. No wand, no fairy dust... Matters are complicated, now."

Let's go to the person responsible for bringing hit -- the Queen," Leroy suggested.

"No, wait. It wasn't Regina," Emma said.

WOODS - WELL

"My darling Belle... You have to tell me what happened to you," Mr. Gold said.

"I was abducted," Belle replied.

"Regina."

She nodded. "She locked me away until her curse, and I've been in the asylum ever since."

"For 28 years?" Belle nodded again. "All these years, you've been here. Alive."

"Is... Is that... Is that why you did this? Why you wanted magic? For revenge?"

"No, no. But it might come in handy."

"No. No."

"I cannot let this stand, Belle. I will not let this stand!"

"Look, promise me. Promise me you won't give in to your hate. Promise me you won't kill her. Promise me, and we can be together."

"Sweetheart... I promise."

The two of them kissed.

The crowd was on the main street heading towards Mr. Gold's Pawn Shop.

Mary Margaret glanced to Emma. "Is there anything that you want to ask us? You must have questions."

"The only questions I have are for Mr. Gold," Emma said. "Why did he double-cross me, and what did he do to this town?"

"Uh... Shouldn't we talk about 'it' first?"