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The Jolly Roger had set sail on the sea, somewhere between New York City and Storybrooke. Both Henry and Neal stood at the wheel as they steered the ship while belowdecks, Emma entered Mr. Gold's room, where he let out a groan in pain.
"You don't look comfortable," Emma commented.
"The poison racing towards my heart will have that effect." Gold said.
Emma walked towards the man as she said, "Tell me about this, uh... knife of yours. Cora and Regina, if they do have it, they can make you do anything?"
"Indeed." Gold said. He knew that by now both Regina and Cora would have the dagger, though he did entrust Camilla with it, he knew that it wouldn't take long for someone like Cora to twist her way into Camilla's head.
Gold knew that Camilla was strong in the mind until someone manipulates her mind with something of which is personal to her.
"Like, kill us all?" Emma asked.
"Yeah." Gold responded. "You're hoping I bleed to death now, aren't you?"
"You're Henry's grandfather. We're family now. I'm gonna save you." Emma spoke.
"Oh, I feel so reassured." Gold said.
Within the walls of Mary Margaret's apartment, David was on the phone while he spoke to both Mary Margaret and Camilla. The teacher had placed her phone on speaker so that both of them could hear what David had to say.
"Hey, I just talked to Emma. It's a bad wound. She says it's poison. They can only cure it back here in Storybrooke." David spoke through the phone. "They're taking the ship home."
"We'll let them know that they have the knife, okay? Who knows what that wicked woman would do." Mary Margaret told.
However, while both Mary Margaret and David spoke, Regina and Cora were listening in to the conversation in Regina's office.
After hearing what Mary Margaret had said about Cora, she had dropped the phone tap off of the desk and on to the floor.
"Mother." Regina sighed as she got up in order to then pick up the phone tap.
"I don't like what that enchanted box was saying. I'm not... I'm not wicked." Cora explained her actions.
"It's not an enchanted box. It's a phone tap." Regina corrected.
"I don't care! What matters is they've been warned. Rumplestiltskin's smart, and now he has time to think." Cora spoke. She knew that there would be time for Rumple to find a way out of it.
