I lost everything I had.

Tilly had now a gun in her hand, but the funny thing was that she seemed to be the most afraid of them about the situation.

And it was true.

She was terrified.

Her mind was a true mess, she had the control of the situation, right now, but it wasn't going to last forever.

In some minutes, all of this would be over, and she would have forgotten everything.

And she didn't want to.

She wanted to remember her papa, and Robyn too, even though it hurt as hell to remember, to know the truth, while they didn't.

Because, right now, she represented nothing for them.

Just as it was for Rumplestiltskin himself, who thought she was just crazy.

She was ready to shoot him, in order to make him remember something which didn't exist, of course he was afraid !

"Rumple, she told him with fear and despair in her voice. You have to remember, to wake up, right now ! Because in some seconds, I will forget everything, and no one will be here to wake up you, and Victoria Belfrey... no, Lady Tremaine, will win this.

- Tilly, you have to stop and calm down, he said, trying not to be aggressive, as she was still holding the gun. I know you're feeling wrong right now, but you have to stop this, and in some minutes, it will be better, I promise you."

Alice's hand began to tremble, and she turned her head.

"No, Rumple, I won't. You told me to do this, and as the cup doesn't work, I have to do this. And I don't want to, but it's the only choice I have ! She screamed, tears in her eyes."

Weaver had a worried air now, knowing it must be deeper than just making him remember.

"What is it Tilly ? What is wrong exactly ? You can tell me.

- You already know it Rumple ! But you forgot. I... just want the curse to be broken, I just want to come back to Robyn and to my papa."

Weaver frowned.

"But, Tilly... your father is dead."

Alice just laughed, and it was such a sad and broken laugh, that the policeman felt terribly sorry for her. What happened to her exactly, so she was that broken ?

"No, he is not. He is alive, and you're working with him. It's your partner, Rogers. Killian Jones. Captain Hook. And he is my father."

Tilly's look was surely well assured, but the detective couldn't believe her, because it was... it was so insane !

"Tilly, I know that you're still hurt and in pain that you lost your father, but... it doesn't justify the fact that you built this fantasy, this... dream to cope with it. You have to accept he is gone now."

Alice's grip on the weapon became more assured, and she sent him death stares.

"You're wrong Rumple... you're so wrong. He is my father, he is alive, and it's the first since he was cursed that I can finally do it. That I can touch him, without having him being hurt. He is here. He is alive, and he is safe."

Tilly's look became then brilliant and happy, and it looked like she really believed in it. But Weaver couldn't help but think she was just crazy.

"He is my father, she affirmed then. But he doesn't remember me. And maybe that, just maybe, if I wake up you, just as you asked me to... you will be able to wake him up, and me then. He is my family, and I don't want to be separated from him again."

She was completely crying now, and Weaver was asking himself if he could try to stop her, right now, as she seemed so weak and fragile, so broken and alone. Could she stop herself, or could he stop her by talking to the young woman, making her explain what was really wrong ?

"There is something else, right Tilly ?

- Ye, she answered. Robyn. My girlfriend. My True Love. She is not here, I have no idea of the place where she is now, but she disappeared. And I need to find her, I miss her so much Rumple, just as yourself you do with Belle.

- Who the hell is Belle ?

- She is your wife ! She died, and you're trying to get back to her. That's the reason why you gave me this cup.

- I told you Tilly, it's just a cup.

- No, it's not ! It's a symbol, a symbol of your love, of all the things the two of you shared and went through. It means so much than you think it does, Rumplestiltskin.

- Stop calling me that way ! I am Weaver, right ? No such imp who never existed. Why are you doing this Tilly ?

- I lost everything I had ! I lost them, Rumple... Both of them, and I lost you to. I just want to get back to them. All of them. My father, Robyn... and all the other one. Please, Rumple, you have to wake up, right now !"

There was so much despair in the young woman's eyes, that Weaver began to really want to listen to her, to believe her, to think that her and Lucy may be right about the curse.

After all, even if it seemed to be really crazy, well... it would have explained why everything in Hyperion Heights felt terribly bad and wrong.

A part of him wanted to believe it, but, unlike Alice, the curse was still on him, stopping him from remembering everything.

And not in a long time, it wouldn't be the case anymore.

"Tilly... I want to believe you, but...

- But what ? You think I am crazy ?

- I don't know, but... I think you need to be cured, to be helped. I think loosing your father broke something in you, and that you're trying to heal by believing in this... fantasy. You have to be brought into a special place, I think.

- NO ! Alice then screamed. No, I won't, never ! I was a prisoner of a tower for the half of my life, and it's not going to happen again, not anymore !"

Weaver frowned again.

"What... You think you're Rapunzel ?"

Tilly laughed again, but it was more joyous this time.

"No. Of course no... I'm Alice Jones, you're Rumplestiltskin, my second father, and I am really sorry for what I am going to do."

As she shot him, he fell on the ground. He lost conscious, so he didn't see the young brunette woman just there, who just appeared next to Alice, and who was smiling to her.

The woman smiled too, not minding to see a ghost, as she had visions of her already before.

"Thanks Alice", the other woman told her.

Alice nodded.

"You're welcome Belle..."

To be continued...