Dorothy looked at Henry and could tell that something was coming back to the kid, but, she could also tell that he didn't like it. Dorothy stepped forward slightly to make sure that the kid was safe and wasn't going to come close to falling off again.

Dorothy smiled slightly at the kid, "I don't want to freak you out, but, I am the real Dorothy." Dorothy stepped forward again as she could tell that the pain was coming back. Dorothy looked back at Zelena, who had gone to stall Regina and his father.

Dorothy looked back at Henry and smiled, while giving Toto another pat. "Yeah, kid. Let's go this way" Dorothy said, heading for the other door. As much as Dorothy wanted families reunited, she didn't want the kid to get anymore surprises then he had already been through. Dorothy looked back again, as she saw that Regina and Bae had made their way into the castle and were now being distracted by Zelena.

She was green, that was the first thing that Regina thought when she saw her. It wasn't that her clothes were entirely green, or that she was "green with envy", or any nonsense like that, her skin was literally green! In all the places she had traveled, Regina had never seen anything like it. Oh, what are you, a moronic simpleton? This witch kidnapped your son, and all you can think about is her skin? She chided herself inwardly. Still, it must have been difficult to grow up being so obviously different from everyone else. She had no doubt that children would have been cruel to her about it. How had her skin gotten to be that color anyway? Had she always been green skinned, or was it a consequence of some kind of magical mishap? As she pondered how the other woman had acquired her unique skin tone, Regina remembered a conversation she'd had with Gold back in Storybrooke. She had gotten a spell book from him, and when he warned her to be careful, she had replied she didn't care if the spells turned her green. Now here she was, about to face off with a green skinned witch, how strange.

Enough! She thought to herself with a frown. When she heard the witch say she had been expecting them she flashed an insincere smile. "Is that so? Well, we're so sorry to have kept you waiting dear." She said as she stepped inside. She was neglecting the whole reason she had come here in the first place, instead of trying to go after Belle once she had been kidnapped by those flying monkeys. "Where is Henry?" She asked in a straightforward manner. The witch had to know what Henry meant to her if she was expecting her as she said. What did this woman have against her, that she would kidnap someone who meant so much to her? She didn't really care as long as Henry was safe, but she had a feeling that she would soon find out. She glanced at Baelfire briefly, wondering what he thought of all this.

Zelena stared at Regina for a moment she couldn’t believe she finally got to meet her spoiled brat of a sister and soon she would meet the rest of the family. She had plans for them all. She had been studying up on all of her family and would make their lives a living hell. Though they all will find out soon very soon. Henry was just the tip of the burg. She was going to let him go. She was glad her old friend was escaping with him right now.

“I wouldn’t worry, Regina. An old friend of mine has your dear son. And unlike me. She will do the right thing and return him to his REAL mother. Not you. Oh isn’t it lovely. He doesn’t even know who you are and as far as I am concern. I will make sure he will never love you.” She laughed almost like a cackle.

“Oh dear Regina, you think this is the end and your just going to kill me right here and now. Then go skipping down the yellow brick road into Storybrooke. Then think again.” Her flying monkeys circled around her. “No, don’t hurt her yet. I have plans for her. Go after the ones she came here with.” She said to her monkeys.

Thoughts clouded by the voices that consumed his mind, voices that made it very difficult to think for himself and each of these voices had been the doing of the Wicked Witch whom had not only control of his dagger but seemingly his brain as well. As he stood there and watched the woman who clearly had all the power deceive Henry he wanted to step forward and say something, he wanted to inform him not to listen to her words but each time he opened his mouth he could hear her voice screaming at him, shouting commands, mocking him and anything else that would drive anyone to the brink of madness or beyond.

It took everything within his power to maintain a sense of composure even though he so desperately wanted to scream and physically dig the sounds from within his head. Rumpel watched on from the distance as Zelena carried on with her manipulative antics toward his Grandson and one thought crossed his mind through all of the shouting, talking and laughing that flooded within his head; How was Henry there? How did he arrive in Oz.

“Henry….” Rumpel said within a whisper but was quick to grit his teeth and clench his eyes completely shut as the sounds of Zelena’s voice screaming at him nearly took him to his knees but how? How was she able to corrupt his thoughts when she was clearly standing before him interacting with Henry.?

Oh how he wanted to tear apart this woman who claimed control of his dagger, not just for having the blade but also for messing with a member of his family but every time he attempted such she would always flash the dagger infront of him to remind him of who had the power at that moment. This dagger served as more than a tool of control. It served as a leash to keep the dog at bay whenever he took the notion to want to bite.

“RUMPELSTILTSKIN!” A voice, familiar to his ears called out and quickly Rumpel turned and faced the location of the voice and there she was, the woman he cared so dearly for; Belle. How was SHE even there, what had happened since he left Storybrooke, did Regina go through with reversing the curse? But if she had how was Henry there when he was not born in their world.

“Belle….” He called out almost silently but was was brought to his knees by the power of the voice that had been burrowing within his brain. Rumpel dropped to his knees and held out his hand to her but not in a gesture for her to take it. “Gh-Ghah! Go! You have to leave Belle!” He shouted while trying to fight through the insulting remarks the voice had been saying to him.

“Y-You cannot be here Belle, you need to leave!” He demanded and gripped lockets of hair within his fingers and gripped tightly onto them, grunts and groans of suffering passed through his lips as he tried to maintain eye contact with the woman he cared so much for, not wanting to take his eyes off of her as it had been so long since they last touched or spoken to one another but he knew if she did not leave she would be in danger.

“Oh God! I cannot stop them, they will not shut up!:” He dropped to all fours and lowered his head until the forehead touched the stone surface of the floor. “Get them out! Get the voices out of my head, there’s no room! Stop the voices! Make them stop!” He cried out, nails dug and scratched into the stone flooring to the point that wounds from broken pieces of nail and blood seeped from beneath his fingernails and trailed along the floor in the imprints of the tip of his fingers as he continued to scratch.

“BELLE! I SAID LEAVE!” He finally barked through the suffering he had been enduring since her arrival. He had no idea what the Wicked Witch would have in store if Belle remained around and he did not wish to have it on his conscience if she ordered him to harm his beloved in any way. It was hard enough to have let her go the first time when he made the decision to end the existence of Pan but asking her to leave yet again when they were just in arm’s reach absolutely tortured him worse than the voices could or have done thus far.

Slowly he lifted his head so that his darkened eyes could make contact to reassure the woman just how serious he was for her to exit and leave him behind. Her importance was greater than his own, if something happened to her then his very existence would be no more and he wanted to some day find a way to live a long life with her but knew at that point it could not happen, not until he was broken free of the shackles Zelena had upon him.

Belle French Regina Mills Will Scarlet/Knave of Hearts Wicked Witch of the West Baelfire/Neal Cassidy

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