The Return

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Bea was in shock. She thought her Storybrooke days were gone. "Let's find your father,"  Iris said. Bea groaned. "But he'll be pissed at me for leaving him with the Dark One,"  "Bea," Iris said, sternly. Bea sighed. "To the docks, we go,"  

Bea put the hood on her cloak up, so no one would recognize her. People were staring at her and Iris though, from their medieval-like outfits. Bea saw the Jolly Roger. She sighed. "Come on,"  Iris said, pulling her onto the ship. "Hello?"  Iris called. "Is anyone on?" Bea heard footsteps. Hook came to view. Bea put her head down. "Who're you?"  Hook asked. "We came from Camelot-"  "Yes, you're not the only ones with missing memories. We came to Camelot, just walking in. And it's all missing from there,"  "Oh. So you were the visitors," Iris said. "I've answered your question, now answer mine. Who are you two?" Hook asked again, reaching for his sword. "My name is Iris, and I'm pretty sure you know who she is,"  Iris touched Bea's shoulder. Bea reluctantly looked up and removed her hood. "Hi, father,"  Bea said, awkwardly. Hook gave a small gasp. "Look, I'm sorry I left you with Rumple. I regret it now but-" Bea was cut off by Hook walking over and giving her a hug. "Wait, so you're not mad?" Bea asked. "I'm mad, of course,"  Hook said. "I now understand the pain you felt when I left you. But there are bigger problems," "Bigger problems, like what?" Bea asked. Hook sighed. "Emma's now the Dark One,"  

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