One clear evening in Storybrooke Emma was sitting in her office looking at a picture of her and Henry with a small smile on her face. She wished she could spend more time with him then she dose, but his Evil Queen of a mother wont let her have anything to do with him. Now was that fair? Even though he's technically not her's anymore…he's still her son, her flesh and blood no matter what. Then a small knock on her door caused her to jump, she looked up at she saw Mr. Gold in here door way.

"Oh Mr. Gold, is there anything I can do for you?" she asked.

"Yes Sherriff Swann…there is a small thing you can do for me." Mr. Gold said with a small smile.

"Alright, have a seat rest your leg a while."

"Thank you." he nodded as he took a seat and stretched out his bad leg a bit.

"Now what is it you wanted me to do for you?" Emma asked as she reclined in her chair a bit.

"It's about Regina." he sighed.

"Regina? What about her?" Emma asked.

"Well she-" but before he could finish Henry burst into her office breathing heavily with his book in his arms.

"Emma!"

"Henry! Are you ok?" Emma asked as she walked over to him. "Does Regina know you're here?"

"Emma! You have to hurry! We have to save her!" Henry said in a hurry pulled at her hand.

"Whoa wait, save who?" Emma asked.

"I don't know her name! But she's trapped!" Henry said.

"Trapped where?" Emma asked her police officer side kicking in.

"In a mental hospital! My mom put her there! She doesn't deserve to be there!" Henry said.

"Henry…if she is in a mental hospital…maybe there is a reason she's there." Emma suggested.

"No, you can tell she's not crazy! Please Emma save her!"

"Alright, I'll look into it. Can you tell me what she looks like at least?" Emma asked as she pulled out her notebook.

"Well she's very pretty, she has long brown messy hair, blue eyes." Henry explained.

"Alright." Emma nodded as she wrote down Henry's details.

"Brown hair and blue eyes?" Mr. Gold asked from his seat.

"Yea." Henry nodded.

"Do you know her Mr. Gold?" Emma asked curiously.

"I don't think I do, she just sounds like someone I know." Mr. Gold sighed sadly.

"Well maybe she is that someone you know." Emma suggested.

"No…that's impossible….I lost her quite sometime ago." Mr. Gold frowned.

"Oh I'm sorry."

"Don't be….it was my fault." he sighed as he stood.

"So what was it you wanted to ask me?" Emma asked hoping to change to subject.

"It was nothing, please excuse me…Sheriff Swann." he sighed as he walked toward the door. "Goodbye Henry." he smile softly as he ruffled Henry's hair and walked out the door.

"What was that about Emma?" Henry asked.

"I don't know." Emma shrugged.

"Come on Emma lets go check it out!" Henry said.

"I'll check it out later, you better get back to Regina so you don't get in trouble." Emma said.

"Alright…promise you'll fill me in?" Henry asked.

"Promise." Emma smiled as she hugged her son goodbye.

Later on that evening Mr. Gold took a drive to the hospital, he didn't know why he did he just felt as if there was something worth his wild there. Once he parked his car he walked over to the back of the hospital. There he saw a window which was rather odd, when he took a few steps closer to the window he noticed a girl that fit Henry's description. Then he froze, that woman looked just like Belle…his Belle. He was at loss of words so he just stared at her.

"Belle?" He whispered.

She looked up at the man threw the window.

"M-my name is Isabelle…." she choked out.

"Isabelle…yes…what a beautiful name." He whispered as he knelt down by the window.

"I…um….t-thank you." she whispered nervously.

"Belle….Isabelle." he corrected himself. "Do you recognize me?" he asked.

She looked up at him and stared at him for a long moment, then she turned away and let out a small sigh.

"Sorry no….I'm afraid I don't….do I know you?" Belle asked.

"Yes, you do….it…it was long ago though. I didn't expect you to remember." Mr. Gold sighed. "Isabelle…tell me how did you get in a place like this?"

"The lady who put me here told me I was crazy…." Belle whispered.

"Crazy? You are far from crazy dearie. Who was the woman who put you here?" Mr. Gold asked trying to reset the urge to place kisses all over her delicate bruised hand gripping the bars on the window.

"I don't know her name….but she visits me everyday. She always presses her face up against the glass and gives me such a wicked smile." Belle sighed.

"I see….Isabelle…if I said I could get you out of this place, would you come live with me? Until you regain your strength?" he asked.

"Y-you'd do that?" Belle gasped, now looking deep into his eyes.

"Of course." he nodded.

"B-but why? I can't even remember who you are.."

"It doesn't matter dearie, it'll come back to you soon enough." he smiled softly.

"One more question, why would you want me safe?" Belle asked.

"Because….I hold you very dear to in my heart, even if you don't remember I'll always have these feelings." Mr. Gold explained.

Belle stared at this strange but familiar man before her and managed to smile, her first smile in a very long time.

"T-thank you." she whispered.

"I must go, but I'll be back tomorrow with some help. I promise I will get you out of here Belle, if it's the last thing I do." Mr. Gold promised.

"Sir, why do you keep calling me Belle?" she asked curiously.

"An old habit I suppose, I apologize Isabelle."

"Oh uh don't apologize….I like Belle….it sounds better than Isabelle." she smiled. "It's just no one has ever called me that before."

"Then Belle it is, now I must leave you for now…be safe." he whispered as he stood and started to walk away from the window.

"Sir! Wait!" Belle called.

"Yes?"

"You never told me your name!"

"My name….you may call me Mr. Gold for now." he smiled as he walked off toward his car.

"Mr. Gold…" Belle whispered as she watched him disappear from her view.

The next morning Mr. Gold woke early to head down to the police station to tell Miss Emma Swann about his findings. Once he got there he saw Emma sitting in her chair with Regina yelling at her. The look on Emma's face was quite comical, it was the expression of 'I really don't give a shit what you think.' Most of the people here in Storybrooke are afraid to give Regina and himself that look, but Emma she was different. Then he finally made his presence known causing Regina to sneer at him.

"Good morning ladies." Mr. Gold said politely.

"Hey, good morning Mr. Gold. What can I do for you? Don't tell me you've been robbed again?" Emma said in almost a joking manor.

"No thankfully that hasn't happened to me again, I came here with something to ask you." He said with a small smile as his eyes drifted toward Regina. "I can come back later if your in the middle of something."

"Yes Mr. Gold perhaps that would be best." Regina hissed.

"No, Regina and I were just finishing up. Can't we finish this conversation later?" Emma asked as she looked up at the mayor.

"No Miss Swann I don't think that would be-" then she was cut off by Mr. Gold taking a step closer.

"I'd really like to have this conversation with Sherriff Swann now if you don't mind Regina, it's quite urgent." Mr. Gold explained. "Please?" he added with a small hint of a wicked smirk crossing his lips.

"Fine." Regina hissed as she angrily left Emma's office.

Once Regina was gone and things were safe to talk about his discovery he limped over to Emma's desk and leaned up against it for support.

"So what is it you want to talk to me about?"

"You know that woman Henry told you about? The one in the hospital?" Mr. Gold asked.

"Yea what about her?" Emma asked curiously.

"What do you know about her so far?"

"Nothing yet, I haven't got the chance to check it out with Regina constantly on my back about things." Emma sighed. "Do you know anything about it, Mr. Gold?"

"Yes, I do actually. The woman there is the girl I once thought was lost. Her name is Belle….I mean Isabelle." he explained.

"You went to the hospital to see her?"

"That doesn't matter at the moment Sherriff Swann, but if you can help me free her….I'll consider that favor you owe me erased." he said with an almost desperate expression.

"Erased just like that? This girl must be very special to you." Emma said.

"She is more than special to me, she is my world." Mr. Gold said honestly.

Emma nodded and gave him a small smile.

"It seems like you really care for her, I'll help you break her out."

"Thank you Sherriff Swann." Mr. Gold smiled.

"Your welcome." Emma smiled. "We should go in the evening so we'll be less noticeable….so please have a seat, standing there probably wont help your bad leg much."

"Thank you, your too kind Sherriff Swann." Mr. Gold said with a small smile as he took a seat in front of Emma's desk.

"So would you like a cup of coffee?" Emma asked as she stood and walked over to the coffee machine.

"No thank you." he muttered as he stared at the floor unknowingly gripping his cane.

Then a gentle hand on his shoulder caused him to look up.

"Don't worry, we'll save her." Emma said with a small smile.