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Ignorance is Bliss	By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time Views: 2313 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Ignorance is Bliss
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-Season Two: Knowledge is Power
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-Season Three: All Good Things
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
- 42-42
- 43-43
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- 49-49
- 50-50
- 51-51
- 52-52
- 53-53
- 54-54
- 55-55
- 56-56
- 57-57
- 58-Season Four: To Those who Wait
- 59-59
- 60-60
- 61-61
- 62-62
- 63-63
- 64-64
- 65-65
- 66-66
- 67-67
- 68-68
- 69-69
- 70-70
- 71-71
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Storybrooke
Henry holds his burned hand up for Gold to see, the solemn expression he wore looking out of place on the boy's face. "Oh yes," Gold agrees," you were quite right to call me." The burned hand is lowered, Henry careful not the let the blistered spot touch anything.
"So y-you can help," he asks. "It was just a dream."
"Well, what you're describing's certainly not a dream." Gold knew exactly what it was—he should since he's inflicted the same curse on several people in various ways. He was ashamed of Regina since it was obvious she didn't know by her question. "A side effect. You know, it's remarkable you'd cast a curse you know so little about."
"My victims are not supposed to wake up." And yet you fail nearly every time you cast the sleeping curse. "That's why I certainly never cared what happened to them after." Gold walks across the room to the small kitchen table, opening the black leather bag he'd brought with him. "Until now." He pulls out a small pouch with several varying designs on it.
"When people fall under a sleeping curse, the soul travels to a Netherworld." He pulls out a small clear bottle next, the light blue contents shimmering slightly under the light. "Where it resides until awoken." He begins the process of mixing a potion. "Now, this world is between life and death, and it's very real." He pulls the cork out of another small vile hanging off a chain. "However…." He pours the light blue mixture into the vile and re-corks them both, watching as the light blue fades until the potion is clear. "Even when the curse is broken, sometimes in sleep, the victims find a way back to that world." Henry moves from his spot on a stool to stand in front of Gold. "Victims like you."
"This other world is tormenting my son every time he sleeps. I want you to give him something that will keep him from going there."
"Well, I'm afraid that's not possible. I can give you something that will allow him to control his actions whilst in that world. And once one controls something, one no longer need fear it." He holds the necklace up for Henry and Regina to see, the silver moon design on the front sparking some interest in Regina. She knew what the full moon meant to Gold, Aveena was born the night of a full moon and so she had a strong affinity for finding light in the darkness.
"A necklace," Henry asks. Gold bends down as well as he can, so to speak with Henry on his own level.
"You wear this while you're sleeping. Once you control the journey, the fear will stop. And then you can come and go as you please." As Henry reaches up to take the necklace, Regina stops him.
"Everything comes with a price with you," she reminds Gold, eyes narrowed. "What do you want for this?"
"For a house call," Gold asks with an Impish smile. "You couldn't afford it. But this is for Henry. This one's on me." He gives the boy the necklace, wondering if he was being stupid for giving it up for free. He packs his things up and makes it to the door before remembering the last text Aveena had sent his way the night before, turning to face young Henry again. "Morgan was able to contact me last night." He uses his daughter's Storybrooke name, knowing Henry was more used to it than the other. "She's doing fine and she misses you." He didn't miss the boy's happy smile as he walked out and he didn't admit to himself that seeing the boy happy made him happy in return.
Morgan
I sit by Pup, enjoying the warmth he gave off as the night grows darker. He seemed to like the attention, laying his head in my lap with a satisfied huff. I smile, stroking the soft fur of his back as Mulan and I wait for Emma to return with Snow. "Such a good dog," I murmur lowly so as not to wake up Aurora. "Hmm, much more behaved than Hook."
"I'm pretty sure a wild boar would be more behaved than him," Emma quips, coming out of the tree line with Snow at her heels. We don't get the chance to discuss Mulan's idea when Aurora begins to scream. Her panic has us all running over.
"Hey, I'm here, it's okay," Snow assures the other woman, sitting beside her on the ground. "It was just another nightmare."
"No," Aurora disagrees," this time it was different. There was a little boy. He….He put out the fire. He talked to me."
"What'd he say," Emma asks.
"He said…." She pauses, trying to remember. "He said his name was Henry." Of course, both he and Aurora were put under a sleeping curse. These dreams must be the side effects that Papa told me about.
Killian Jones
Killian drops to the ground with a grunt, slightly out of breath from the whole ordeal. He'd thought the climb had been hard to accomplish ten hours ago, but it was nothing compared to doing it in the dead of night in the fog. "My dear Captain," Cora says from behind him. "It seems you've been on quite an adventure." He leans his head back, eyes closed and body language similar to a kid that's just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "The compass please."
He slowly turns to face her, ready for any punishment she throws his way. "Yes, that. Well….Matters grew complicated. It's eluded me for the moment. The details of the affair are a bit of a bore."
"Really?" Cora gives him a smile that promises nothing good. "Stealing my protection spell and climbing the beanstalk without me might seem like a bore to you, but to me, it's a betrayal."
"I was going to bring it to you." Maybe if he kept playing like he was truly on her side she would at least let him live long enough to see Vee again. "Our agreement remains—we are going to Storybrooke together. I'll get it back."
"I don't have time for your games. I've crossed too many worlds to be brought to the brink of success. Who was it that bested you?"
"The Swan girl. Emma. Rest assured, it won't happen again." He ignores the light drizzle coming down, wondering if the old witch would allow him the use of her umbrella without too much of a cost in the long run.
Cora laughs, shaking her head. "No, it won't. You chose her and the consequences of that decision. I told you that I would get you your daughter, but you rushed ahead."
"Oh," he says mockingly," are you going to kill me now? Go ahead." He sobers, part of him aching for the sweet relief death offers. "Try."
"So brave. No, I'm not going to kill you. I have something far more satisfying in mind. I'm going to leave you here with your thirst for revenge unquenched, while I complete our journey without you."
"There's no need to be rash. We can…" He steps closer, fighting back his gag reflex as he tries to charm her. "Discuss this." He half-hoped she would turn down the offer to save his own dignity from taking a blow.
"Your pretty face buys you a lot, but not my time. It's too valuable."
"I can do this. I can get it back; you need me."
"No I don't. You've had your chance. Now it's my turn to do this—the right way." She turns, walking away from the pirate. All the rage he's felt in the last forty-four years reaches its boiling point and spills over, making him lunge forward to stab the woman with his hook. She uses her magic to move out of the clearing, leaving him to fall face first into the mud.
Morgan
Emma holds up the picture of Henry I always kept in my wallet for Aurora to see. "The boy you saw in your dream, is that him?"
"Yes," she nods," that's Henry."
"That's impossible, it was a dream. How can you dream of my son?" I take the picture back, staring at Henry's smiling face with a sad frown. He's one of the best things to ever happen to me and I want to get back to him.
"I have no idea."
Stowing the picture away, I raise my hand and say," I have an idea or two on what could have happened." Aurora and Emma look at me curious, an edge of panic in Emma's blue eyes; Snow seems to have come to the same conclusion I have. "Remember when Henry….When Henry almost died?" I swallow hard, blinking back tears. "It was a sleeping curse meant for you and Henry took the brunt of it, so he's the one suffering the consequences."
"You said two ideas, what else is there?"
"Aurora said he could control the flames, make them die out. My papa knows how to counter certain things, he's helped numerous people deal with overcoming the fear the Netherworld makes its occupants feel." I lose my eyes, trying to think back to what I saw him use when I was younger. "There was a light blue potion that had to sit in the window sill until dawn on the night of a full moon, then he'd pour it in a circle vile with a silver full moon design on the front—it was on a chain like a necklace."
"What's with the full moon?"
"The full moon's like a good luck charm for me."
"So the room's real," Mulan asks, brows kitted together in confusion.
"It has to be the sleeping curse," Snow agrees," I went through it when Regina put me under."
"And now Henry's going through because I didn't believe him," Emma frowns, looking close to tears. I squeeze her arm reassuringly, looking down at my shoes in guilt. She takes a steadying breath, turning to face the Princess. "What did he say in the dream?"
"He just said his name," Aurora tells her. "And then I woke up and it was over." Snow slowly begins to smile, looking confidant for the first time in the past ten hours.
"It's going to be okay," she assures us. "We have a way home now."
"No, we have a compass," Emma states. "The wardrobe ashes are still with Cora."
"Any attempt to steal from her would be suicide," Mulan reminds us.
"Not anymore," Sow smiles. "We can stop her."
"How?"
"I don't know, but I know someone who does—Rumpelstiltskin."
"If Papa doesn't know a way, the no one does." Mulan looks as though someone had just slapped her, eyes going wide as she looks at me. "What?"
"You're father's the Dark One?!"
"Oh, shit…..Um, surprise?" Seriously, how did she miss that earlier when Hook made his big reveal speech? I wonder if she has one less screw in her pretty little head than we all originally thought. "Can we focus please? The Princess here can give Squirt a message the next time she passes out, Henry can give that message to Papa, and Papa can save our asses." I turn to smirk at the princess. "Now, you can either go to sleep willingly or I can knock you unconscious, take your pick."
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