Chapter 13

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Back at Snow's Castle:

"Emma dear" Snow says, knocking on her daughter's door. "Your father and I would like to speak to you." After receiving no answer she barged into the room, really it was a wonder that she knocked first. "Emma" she called out. Seeing that her daughter wasn't there, she stormed off back to the war room. Busting in she spoke to Charming, "Your daughter has left again!" Snow said.

"Again?" Charming drawled, "I am so shocked." He taunted, standing up. "Really, you need better gaurds." He said walking past her to the door.

"I need better gaurds? This is your castle too." Snow said pacing.

"No one would know, seeing as how I have no say in....anything really." He said turning to face her.

"Charming, I really don't have time for your whining. I have to find Emma." Snow answered, continuing to pace. Then she stopped, and turned towards him with a smile. "I have a plan."

"Oh goody" Charming said rolling his eyes and walking back to his seat, seeing that this would take long.

"Rumplestiltskin" Snow said.

"No. No, no, no, no, no, no. I'm not staying here if he is coming and you can't make me." Charming said, about to get back up.

"Rumplestiktskin, " Snow continued as if she hadn't heard him, "Rumplestiktskin." She finished.

"You called, dearie." A very chilling and familiar voice said.

Charming looked back and forth between Rumple and Snow, finally letting his eyes land on his wife, "Do you see what you did?"
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Regina's castle:

Regina looked over at her Emma, peacefully sleeping on her bed, while she worked on her plan. Then an image began to play on her mirror.

"You called, dearie." Rumple said.

Charming looked to his wife, "You see what you did?"

"We need your help" Snow said to the little imp.

"And what is it that you need from me?" He asked pointing to himself, walking around the couple in a circle.

"Our daughter has run away, and I need your help to get her." Snow said.

"I know where your daughter is. And I can get her, for a price of course." Rumple said stopping in front of the couple.

"Name it." Snow said.

"I don't just want my son to marry your daughter anymore. I want your daughter to stay with me in my palace." Rumple said.

"Why?" Snow asked.

"That is none of your business. Now accept and I will collect your daughter from where she is. But refuse and she stays right where she is, and I take your kingdom for my son, by force. Really doesn't mater to me dearie." He said sitting on the table.

Snow looked to Charming, but he turned away. She faced Rumple again "You have a deal."

The mirror cleared, leaving her to look at her own reflection. What the hell is he up to? Regina thought to herslef.
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Rumple's Estate:

"Bae!" Rumple called out, entering his study.

"Yes papa?" His son, "Prince" Baelfire, asked coming in to join his father.

"We will have our Kingdom, my boy." Rumple said to him.

"But I don't want to marry Emma." He spat her name.

"Why?" Rumple asked, not really going to change his mind either way, but very curious.

"Because I was talking to one of the stable boy, and he said that she isn't like other women. She has opinions, and she is intelligent, and she doesn't even like the company of men. We could never be happy." Bae said.

"It doesn't matter if you'll be happy, all you have to do is be married to her for a couple of years until her parents have an 'accident' then Emma dies, from her grief, but not before she gives you an heir, and we have our Kingdom." Rumple said, smirking.

After a minute Bae caught on and grinned, this could work, he thought.
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Another quick chapter for you, because the real fun begins next chapter.

Qotd: What did you think if the season premiere last night if you saw it? What was your favorite part?

Answer: When the Darkness as Runple said to Emma "I like her sponk, break her neck." Lol he is such a jerk.

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