Emma's hand slipped out of Killian's and she tumbled into the time portal. Killian followed her, because he couldn't help but follow her anywhere. They crashed onto the forest floor in what was the past.

"Looks like we're back in the Enchanted Forest", said Killian

"Yeah. I got that", Emma said.

"The question is 'when?"

"I have no idea"

Just then a large group of ogres trudged passed them and Killian and Emma quickly took cover.

"I think I may have a clue. We're in the middle of the Ogre Wars"

"Oh great, now we're stuck in the past where there are killer ogre's everywhere"

"Look love, we'll find a way somehow. We just need some help from a witch or…..damn"

"What?"

"A wizard"

"Rumpelstiltskin"

"Unfortunately, yes. It seems are only hope of getting out of here and back to our own time is to find the crocodile"

"Well let's get going then"

"Not just yet, love. Your not exactly dressed like someone from the Enchanted Forest. You need to look the part if we want to avoid suspicion. Let's find a village and 'borrow' some clothes for you"

Emma reluctantly agreed and the pair started searching. They wandered out of the forest and into a clearing. In the distance they spotted a village with a port for ships. Then they headed toward the village stepping back into a forest once more. They were halfway there when they decided to stop for a drink at a river. Emma cupped her hands together and scooped up the water while Killian simply pulled out his flask.

"Help!", a voice sounded.

"Did you hear that?", said Emma.

"Aye", responded the pirate.

"And we're just going to sit here?"

"We can't interfere with the past"

Without a word, Emma disregarded his words and followed the voice. Killian once more was forced to follow her. The source of the noise was a small boy, about 10 years old and dressed in peasants clothes, being pelted by rocks by two other boys. Emma tried to rush towards them but was stopped by Killian grabbing her hand and pulling her back.

"Look, I know it's awful but if you interfere then it might change the future in an terrible way"

"Killian, he's a kid. How important could he possibly be?"

She yanked out of his grasp and rushed to the kids.

"Hey! Why don't you pick on someone your own size!"

She conjured her light magic in her hand. The two bullies looked at her fearfully.

"It's a witch! Run!"

They scattered like insects and fled the scene. Emma went to the boy, who was still huddled on the ground and looked at her with wonder in his eyes.

"Hey kid, you okay?"

"H-How did you do that?", he said with his small scottish voice.

"Magic"

He got off the ground and dusted to dirt off of his clothes.

"T-thank you"

"No problem"

"Where do you live, lad?", asked the pirate.

"Down in that village over there"

"We happen to be heading there too. Would you mind if we walk with you to make sure that you get home safe?", said Emma.

"Y-you don't have to. I mean I appreciate your concern but I don't want to be a burden"

"I'm not taking no for an answer. Come on kid let's get going"

Shocked into silence, the boy did as he was told and walked with the two strangers. They made it to the village which was full of life. Bakers were baking and blacksmith's were smithing. The boy skittered away from them and over to the door of a small cottage. He opened the door and ran into the arms of his awaiting aunts.

"Where have you been? We were worried sick"

"The butcher's kids were picking on me again but that nice lady saved me with magic"

Their eyes turned to Emma with curiosity and gratitude.

"Well then, perhaps her and her...friend would like to stay for tea"

"We'd love too", Emma said before Killian could protest.

"If it's not too much trouble, do you think we might stay here for the night?"

"Our home is always welcome to travelers"

"Thank you"

They stepped inside the cottage and sat at a small table. The aunts sat across from them and handed them each a cup of tea.

"It's getting rather late. You had better go to bed", said one of the aunts to the boy.

"Okay. Goodnight Aunt Nan. Goodnight Aunt Grace"

He went into a small room and went to bed as the adults were left to talk.

"You're not from here are you? Unless you want people to stare at you like my nephew stares at cake then you best get yourself a new get-up", said Aunt Grace.

"I have some of our sister's old dresses if you'd like one", said Aunt Nan.

"That'd be great, thanks"

She left and then returned with a brown dress accompanied with a corset and boots. Emma took the outfit and went into a bedroom to change. When she returned, Killian's eyes nearly popped out of his skull.

"Love, you look absolutely amazing"

"My eyes are up here pirate", she said when his eyes drifted lower than they should.

The spinsters looked at the pair and giggled.

"Have a good night and sleep well", Nan said, handing them a set of blankets. Then the two left to get some rest themselves, leaving Emma and Killian alone.