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Character Name: Jefferson
Series: Once Upon a Time
Timeline: A Land Without Magic/Season One Finale
Canon Resource Link: Once Wiki, Jefferson wiki
Character Background: (This is in chronological order of his background up to his canon point, although some parts are revealed after that.)
Jefferson’s actual origins are a mystery. It hasn’t been revealed which world he is actually from or what his childhood was like. Whatever happened during his early years led him to becoming a portal jumper. He had a magic hat that allowed him to travel to different worlds and it allowed him to become extremely wealthy, and it was reflected not only in his self-centred attitude, but in the extremely posh manner he dressed as well. Most notably, he worked with Rumplestiltskin. The agreement between them was special, or at least different from other agreements involving Rumple that had been shown. When someone makes a deal or any sort of agreement with Rumple there is a set price, but with Jefferson the attitude is quite literally “take as much gold as you deem worthy of your efforts.”
He took an active role in pushing Regina to become the evil queen; along with Rumplestiltskin and Doctor Frankenstein, Jefferson helped manipulate Regina into doing what Rumple wanted. After a journey to Oz in which Jefferson was supposed to get the ruby red slippers but was unable, he showed up at Rumplestiltskin’s place in the middle of a conversation between Rumple and Regina. Once he got payment for the crystal ball he retrieved instead and Rumple leaves, Jefferson spoke to Regina. He was the one who put it in her mind that it might be possible to being her fiancé, Daniel, back from the dead. He would bring a wizard to her, the only man capable of such a feat, in exchange for a royal passport to travel safely through her kingdom, as he had made many enemies from his journeys.
Sometime later, Jefferson brought Doctor Frankenstein to Regina’s castle to attempt to bring Daniel back to life. All that was required was a magical heart, which would be strong enough to withstand the procedure. The information that Jefferson had given Regina was selective, as she didn’t know that there hadn’t been a successful procedure yet. Whether or not Frankenstein knew that hadn’t actually procured such a heart herself could be debatable, considering all of the deceit involved in the entire thing. Whatever the case, Jefferson did enjoy sharing all the gruesome details about how the hearts had to be ripped out while it was still beating in order to become infused with magic.
Since Regina refused to rip out a heart for Daniel herself, she took Frankenstein and Jefferson to her mother’s vault where countless hearts were stored. (Cue all the judgemental looks from Jefferson about this, too.) The heart was retrieved and Frankenstein pretended to put it in Daniel to bring him back while Jefferson and Regina waited outside of the tent. Regina believed his failure, so everyone got what they wanted from this except for her. Rumple got his evil queen in the making, Frankenstein got the magic heart, Jefferson got his passport and the Schadenfreude of having seen Regina cry over it.
Although it is implied that Jefferson probably continued to work with Regina for some time, there is no other information on it. Instead, we see an older Jefferson who is radically different from the haughty portal jumper.
Rather than living in the lap of luxury with nice clothes and extravagant things, he lived humbly in a small cottage on the edge of the Enchanted Forest with his daughter Grace. At some point prior to this, Jefferson lost his wife. Although exact circumstances were never stated, it had something to do with Jefferson’s line of work. In order to better provide and be there for his daughter, he quit portal jumping and made ends meet by foraging for mushrooms in the forest and selling them at the market.
It would be an understatement to say that Grace was the most important person in his life. Saying that she was his “Saving Grace” would be completely accurate. She was the one who one thing that made him good and selfless. Everything he did was for her and he would do whatever he could to give her everything she ever wanted.
Unfortunately, that weakness was what allowed him to be tricked by Regina. One day, she showed up to his house with a job. He initially refused, stating that he wasn’t going to lose her father because she already lost her mother. What she deserved was for him to be there for her. However, he ended up changing his mind the next day when he was unable to afford a stuffed white rabbit that Grace wanted at the market, even after offering all the money he had.
Grace was understanding and insisted that it was okay and she didn’t need it, but that was just enough to make Jefferson decide that he would take the job, as the payment was supposed to be enough to be able to give Grace everything. It never occurred to him that when he hugged his daughter and kissed her forehead before sending her to the neighbours’ house while he was out, that it would be the last time he saw her for years.
The job Regina had in store for him was escorting her to Wonderland, somewhere he’d been before, to retrieve something that the Queen of Hearts had stolen from her. What she didn’t tell him was she was there to rescue her own father, which changed the circumstances for everything because the hat’s rule was that the same number of people who went through the portal had to go back. This meant that Jefferson was stranded in Wonderland, never to see Grace again.
The very moment that this hit him, he became dejected. He became a man who had literally lost everything and what was worse was that his faughter would never know what happened, other than he abandoned her. This alone was something that would plague him until such a time arose that he could be reunited with her.
In his questioning by the Queen, Jefferson was decapitated. That didn’t kill him; in face he was still able to talk despite his lungs being on the ground with the rest of his body. Because he no longer had the hat to get back to his world, he was given the task of making one that would. However, a hat without magic was just a hat and he was just a man who lacked the ability to use magic at all. The task was impossible, and he knew that to begin with. In the end, he spent a considerable amount of time making thousands of hats and eventually went mad trying to get it to work.
Jefferson remained trapped in Wonderland until the curse was cast and he was brought to Storybrooke, Maine. Unlike most of the people in the town, he was not given new memories for a new life. Instead, he remembered everything. That was his curse—having a huge house full of nice things and the knowledge that all of it was meaningless because the one person he wanted to share this with had no idea that he even existed.
Day in and day out for twenty-eight years, Jefferson watched his daughter live happily with another family, a new father, while desperately trying to make a working hat.
He stated that he was stuck in his house until Emma came to the town and time started again, but whether this is literal or not is unknown. In any case, at some point he mapped out the topography of the forest surrounding Storybrooke, possibly looking for a way out. He also knew things about the town and the people in it that most were unaware of, which he would later use to his advantage.
When Mary Margaret was arrested for the murder of Kathryn Nolan and escaped, Jefferson found her in the forest and held her hostage. .(This was possible because of his monitoring the sheriff’s station via telescope.) This served a double purpose; by keeping Mary Margaret from crossing the town limits, he was sparing her life. More importantly, she served as his way to get Emma. Since Emma was the saviour and was supposed to break the curse, she was also supposed to have magic. If she had magic, she could make a hat and get it to work.
Apparently, drugging Emma’s tea and holding her at gun point wasn’t the best way to convince her to help him. Emma was smart enough to play along and pretend to believe him so she could whack him with a telescope and save her friend, and Jefferson was desperate enough to believe that Emma would actually help him. In a ridiculous fight sequence that involved Jefferson charging into the room where Mary Margaret was held to stop Emma while wearing one of his hats, the scar around his neck was revealed, which showed the validity of his story. Mary Margaret kicked him through a window and he disappeared without a trace.
He wasn’t seen again until Regina places a white rabbit calling card on the back of Paige/Grace’s bicycle, knowing that he would see it. Jefferson showed up at her office, immensely displeased. Despite his reluctance to do anything for her, he makes an agreement to help her with the Emma Problem. In exchange, Regina agreed to give Jefferson a fresh start with his daughter so Grace didn’t have to entire conflicting realities.
Jefferson retrieved the poison apple that Snow had bitten into that put her under a sleeping curse. Regina wanted to get Emma to eat the apple, but instead Henry did. Because of this, Regina declared their agreement void and refused to pay up, although he did everything that was required of him. Instead of using violence or other means to get back at her, Jefferson took the passive route and went to the hospital basement. He drugged the nurse on watch there and lets Belle out of confinement. After introducing himself, he told her to find Mr Gold and tell him that Regina locked her up, because while Jefferson was mostly harmless to Regina, having Gold/Rumplestiltskin angry at her would be much worse.
Abilities/Special Powers: He’s a portal jumper and with his hat, he has the ability to travel to different worlds. However, without it he’s an ordinary man with a talent for drugging people’s tea.
Third-Person Sample: What was the worst part about the curse? Was it that he remembered everything while no one else did, or was it the repetition? Day in and day out, everyone doing the exact same thing without being aware that it was happening at all. It was maddening. It hadn't taken Jefferson long to determine that under most circumstances, it was best to stay out of town as much as he could. The sheer loneliness stemming from the isolation in his too-big and too-empty home was better than the mind-numbing repetition.
He tried. Day one and two, he'd fared well enough. But by day ten it had been far too much. Since then, he decided it wasn't even worth it. He could watch his daughter from a distance. He had the telescopes set up in the appropriate places. He could watch his daughter all day from different points in his home. He had a schedule. At 06:15, he could watch her eat breakfast. At 07:05 he could watch her get on the school bus. By 07:30, if he went to the room farthest down the hall on the second floor, he could see her get on the bus and go to school if she didn't ride her bike. The routine occurred again in the reverse come afternoon. A lot of time between was always spent trying desperately trying to make a hat that could take him home. If he could just go home, he could bring Grace and everything would be normal.
He could have his life back.
Some days, though. Some days he wondered whether he was in fact a bit mad. For some days, he dared to venture into the town, although he knew he shouldn't. True madness was repeating the same action over and over and expecting a different outcome. Which he did. But it alway ended up the same. He could ignore anything that was ever said to him while he was out and no one would know the difference.
Today was one of those days. But he had a purpose, for the calendar reminded him of things that would never be, at least for an extremely long time. It would hurt less if he pretended that today didn't happen. He should have simply locked himself away in a room without windows, without any temptation to observe the happenings in the city at all. But he knew it wouldn't put his mind at ease and he knew that he would be unable to resist.
Today, Grace was supposed to be sixteen. But she was none the older, none the wiser, and completely unaware that he even existed. Oh, he knew in this world, she was Paige. Paige Paige Paige Paige Paige. But to him, she would always be his beloved Grace. She could never know; Jefferson refused to do that to her. She seemed happy as she was now. Though his Grace had always been happy. Always smiling, laughing. That this simple fact remained the same in this world brought him some ease, but he longed for the day when he could take her in his arms again.
Jefferson couldn't approach her directly. That would hurt too much. What he never expected was for Grace- Paige. She was Paige here- to approach him. She was a friendly child; he had raised her well, though he was certain most of her pleasant disposition came from her mother. There was always a certain shyness about her when it came to strangers, which was why it came as such a shock. He knew she didn't remember him. He didn't even toy with the idea. And yet, here they were, face to face in front of the elementary school.
"That's a pretty doll. I've never seen a dress like that ever. Did you make it?" Hearing her voice, having it directed at him- it was too bittersweet.
"I did." Answering her at all was the most terrifying thing. He could've ignored her and walked away were it not for the fact that it was her. "Do you like it?" Jefferson hoped she did with all his heart; the plan was to slip it into the sidebag of her bicycle once she went into the school.
"I love it. I would ask my mom and dad to get me one just like that, but I don't think any store would have one that pretty." Her tone was completely unassuming, just as it was supposed to be. Jefferson always wanted to make sure she wanted for nothing, and it at least helped that she never expected anything. Even still, her words stung. The only comfort was that he was still her only papa.
Jefferson did his best to smile. "Then you must have it." He knelt down, holding the doll out to her. He didn't care what any onlooker thought about this. She might not have known him right then, but he was no stranger.
Grace-Paige hesitated. It was obvious she wanted the doll, but she was a well-mannered child and knew better than to just accept it. "Oh, I couldn't."
"Yes, you can." Mentioning that today was special was just on the tip of his tongue, but he refrained. "This doll would be wasted with an old man like. She needs someone who would appreciate her and take good care of her."
It was only then that the small girl took the doll and hugged her to her chest. "Thank you, mister." Just then, as if this entire moment was fated to happen, the warning bell rang. "I have to go to class. If you come tomorrow, I will draw a picture for you in exchange. Will you? Promise?"
"Yes, of course. You shouldn't be late to class; go on." Was it breaking another promise if she probably wouldn't remember? He would still come, in any case. Even if she didn't remember, he didn't want to go against his word when it concerned her again.
Jefferson stood up straight, watching her walk into the building. Once she was out of sight, he turned on his heel and began walking away. In the distance, he could see the mayoral building, which only brought him a strong feeling of discontent. His circumstances, all of this, it was her fault. Regina.
First-Person Sample:
Someone thinks they have a sense of humour.
[Why does he have to be in Wonderland again? It’s not his Wonderland, but it’s still undeniably Wonderland so he hates it just as much. He hates Storybrooke, but he would even rather be there. The sheer loneliness and pain from having to watch his daughter from a distance is even better than this. At least there, there is hope. At least there he knows she’s safe.
He’s not always the friendliest of people, and he doesn’t even bother trying to be amicable now that his mood is much more horrid than it usually is. Despite this, he’s desperate and hoping that someone who sees his video feed will have answers for him.]
I’m looking for my daughter, Grace. Does anyone know if she is here? Please.
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Other Characters: n/a
Character Name: Jefferson
Series: Once Upon a Time
Timeline: A Land Without Magic/Season One Finale
Canon Resource Link: Once Wiki, Jefferson wiki
Character Background: (This is in chronological order of his background up to his canon point, although some parts are revealed after that.)
Jefferson’s actual origins are a mystery. It hasn’t been revealed which world he is actually from or what his childhood was like. Whatever happened during his early years led him to becoming a portal jumper. He had a magic hat that allowed him to travel to different worlds and it allowed him to become extremely wealthy, and it was reflected not only in his self-centred attitude, but in the extremely posh manner he dressed as well. Most notably, he worked with Rumplestiltskin. The agreement between them was special, or at least different from other agreements involving Rumple that had been shown. When someone makes a deal or any sort of agreement with Rumple there is a set price, but with Jefferson the attitude is quite literally “take as much gold as you deem worthy of your efforts.”
He took an active role in pushing Regina to become the evil queen; along with Rumplestiltskin and Doctor Frankenstein, Jefferson helped manipulate Regina into doing what Rumple wanted. After a journey to Oz in which Jefferson was supposed to get the ruby red slippers but was unable, he showed up at Rumplestiltskin’s place in the middle of a conversation between Rumple and Regina. Once he got payment for the crystal ball he retrieved instead and Rumple leaves, Jefferson spoke to Regina. He was the one who put it in her mind that it might be possible to being her fiancé, Daniel, back from the dead. He would bring a wizard to her, the only man capable of such a feat, in exchange for a royal passport to travel safely through her kingdom, as he had made many enemies from his journeys.
Sometime later, Jefferson brought Doctor Frankenstein to Regina’s castle to attempt to bring Daniel back to life. All that was required was a magical heart, which would be strong enough to withstand the procedure. The information that Jefferson had given Regina was selective, as she didn’t know that there hadn’t been a successful procedure yet. Whether or not Frankenstein knew that hadn’t actually procured such a heart herself could be debatable, considering all of the deceit involved in the entire thing. Whatever the case, Jefferson did enjoy sharing all the gruesome details about how the hearts had to be ripped out while it was still beating in order to become infused with magic.
Since Regina refused to rip out a heart for Daniel herself, she took Frankenstein and Jefferson to her mother’s vault where countless hearts were stored. (Cue all the judgemental looks from Jefferson about this, too.) The heart was retrieved and Frankenstein pretended to put it in Daniel to bring him back while Jefferson and Regina waited outside of the tent. Regina believed his failure, so everyone got what they wanted from this except for her. Rumple got his evil queen in the making, Frankenstein got the magic heart, Jefferson got his passport and the Schadenfreude of having seen Regina cry over it.
Although it is implied that Jefferson probably continued to work with Regina for some time, there is no other information on it. Instead, we see an older Jefferson who is radically different from the haughty portal jumper.
Rather than living in the lap of luxury with nice clothes and extravagant things, he lived humbly in a small cottage on the edge of the Enchanted Forest with his daughter Grace. At some point prior to this, Jefferson lost his wife. Although exact circumstances were never stated, it had something to do with Jefferson’s line of work. In order to better provide and be there for his daughter, he quit portal jumping and made ends meet by foraging for mushrooms in the forest and selling them at the market.
It would be an understatement to say that Grace was the most important person in his life. Saying that she was his “Saving Grace” would be completely accurate. She was the one who one thing that made him good and selfless. Everything he did was for her and he would do whatever he could to give her everything she ever wanted.
Unfortunately, that weakness was what allowed him to be tricked by Regina. One day, she showed up to his house with a job. He initially refused, stating that he wasn’t going to lose her father because she already lost her mother. What she deserved was for him to be there for her. However, he ended up changing his mind the next day when he was unable to afford a stuffed white rabbit that Grace wanted at the market, even after offering all the money he had.
Grace was understanding and insisted that it was okay and she didn’t need it, but that was just enough to make Jefferson decide that he would take the job, as the payment was supposed to be enough to be able to give Grace everything. It never occurred to him that when he hugged his daughter and kissed her forehead before sending her to the neighbours’ house while he was out, that it would be the last time he saw her for years.
The job Regina had in store for him was escorting her to Wonderland, somewhere he’d been before, to retrieve something that the Queen of Hearts had stolen from her. What she didn’t tell him was she was there to rescue her own father, which changed the circumstances for everything because the hat’s rule was that the same number of people who went through the portal had to go back. This meant that Jefferson was stranded in Wonderland, never to see Grace again.
The very moment that this hit him, he became dejected. He became a man who had literally lost everything and what was worse was that his faughter would never know what happened, other than he abandoned her. This alone was something that would plague him until such a time arose that he could be reunited with her.
In his questioning by the Queen, Jefferson was decapitated. That didn’t kill him; in face he was still able to talk despite his lungs being on the ground with the rest of his body. Because he no longer had the hat to get back to his world, he was given the task of making one that would. However, a hat without magic was just a hat and he was just a man who lacked the ability to use magic at all. The task was impossible, and he knew that to begin with. In the end, he spent a considerable amount of time making thousands of hats and eventually went mad trying to get it to work.
Jefferson remained trapped in Wonderland until the curse was cast and he was brought to Storybrooke, Maine. Unlike most of the people in the town, he was not given new memories for a new life. Instead, he remembered everything. That was his curse—having a huge house full of nice things and the knowledge that all of it was meaningless because the one person he wanted to share this with had no idea that he even existed.
Day in and day out for twenty-eight years, Jefferson watched his daughter live happily with another family, a new father, while desperately trying to make a working hat.
He stated that he was stuck in his house until Emma came to the town and time started again, but whether this is literal or not is unknown. In any case, at some point he mapped out the topography of the forest surrounding Storybrooke, possibly looking for a way out. He also knew things about the town and the people in it that most were unaware of, which he would later use to his advantage.
When Mary Margaret was arrested for the murder of Kathryn Nolan and escaped, Jefferson found her in the forest and held her hostage. .(This was possible because of his monitoring the sheriff’s station via telescope.) This served a double purpose; by keeping Mary Margaret from crossing the town limits, he was sparing her life. More importantly, she served as his way to get Emma. Since Emma was the saviour and was supposed to break the curse, she was also supposed to have magic. If she had magic, she could make a hat and get it to work.
Apparently, drugging Emma’s tea and holding her at gun point wasn’t the best way to convince her to help him. Emma was smart enough to play along and pretend to believe him so she could whack him with a telescope and save her friend, and Jefferson was desperate enough to believe that Emma would actually help him. In a ridiculous fight sequence that involved Jefferson charging into the room where Mary Margaret was held to stop Emma while wearing one of his hats, the scar around his neck was revealed, which showed the validity of his story. Mary Margaret kicked him through a window and he disappeared without a trace.
He wasn’t seen again until Regina places a white rabbit calling card on the back of Paige/Grace’s bicycle, knowing that he would see it. Jefferson showed up at her office, immensely displeased. Despite his reluctance to do anything for her, he makes an agreement to help her with the Emma Problem. In exchange, Regina agreed to give Jefferson a fresh start with his daughter so Grace didn’t have to entire conflicting realities.
Jefferson retrieved the poison apple that Snow had bitten into that put her under a sleeping curse. Regina wanted to get Emma to eat the apple, but instead Henry did. Because of this, Regina declared their agreement void and refused to pay up, although he did everything that was required of him. Instead of using violence or other means to get back at her, Jefferson took the passive route and went to the hospital basement. He drugged the nurse on watch there and lets Belle out of confinement. After introducing himself, he told her to find Mr Gold and tell him that Regina locked her up, because while Jefferson was mostly harmless to Regina, having Gold/Rumplestiltskin angry at her would be much worse.
Abilities/Special Powers: He’s a portal jumper and with his hat, he has the ability to travel to different worlds. However, without it he’s an ordinary man with a talent for drugging people’s tea.
Third-Person Sample: What was the worst part about the curse? Was it that he remembered everything while no one else did, or was it the repetition? Day in and day out, everyone doing the exact same thing without being aware that it was happening at all. It was maddening. It hadn't taken Jefferson long to determine that under most circumstances, it was best to stay out of town as much as he could. The sheer loneliness stemming from the isolation in his too-big and too-empty home was better than the mind-numbing repetition.
He tried. Day one and two, he'd fared well enough. But by day ten it had been far too much. Since then, he decided it wasn't even worth it. He could watch his daughter from a distance. He had the telescopes set up in the appropriate places. He could watch his daughter all day from different points in his home. He had a schedule. At 06:15, he could watch her eat breakfast. At 07:05 he could watch her get on the school bus. By 07:30, if he went to the room farthest down the hall on the second floor, he could see her get on the bus and go to school if she didn't ride her bike. The routine occurred again in the reverse come afternoon. A lot of time between was always spent trying desperately trying to make a hat that could take him home. If he could just go home, he could bring Grace and everything would be normal.
He could have his life back.
Some days, though. Some days he wondered whether he was in fact a bit mad. For some days, he dared to venture into the town, although he knew he shouldn't. True madness was repeating the same action over and over and expecting a different outcome. Which he did. But it alway ended up the same. He could ignore anything that was ever said to him while he was out and no one would know the difference.
Today was one of those days. But he had a purpose, for the calendar reminded him of things that would never be, at least for an extremely long time. It would hurt less if he pretended that today didn't happen. He should have simply locked himself away in a room without windows, without any temptation to observe the happenings in the city at all. But he knew it wouldn't put his mind at ease and he knew that he would be unable to resist.
Today, Grace was supposed to be sixteen. But she was none the older, none the wiser, and completely unaware that he even existed. Oh, he knew in this world, she was Paige. Paige Paige Paige Paige Paige. But to him, she would always be his beloved Grace. She could never know; Jefferson refused to do that to her. She seemed happy as she was now. Though his Grace had always been happy. Always smiling, laughing. That this simple fact remained the same in this world brought him some ease, but he longed for the day when he could take her in his arms again.
Jefferson couldn't approach her directly. That would hurt too much. What he never expected was for Grace- Paige. She was Paige here- to approach him. She was a friendly child; he had raised her well, though he was certain most of her pleasant disposition came from her mother. There was always a certain shyness about her when it came to strangers, which was why it came as such a shock. He knew she didn't remember him. He didn't even toy with the idea. And yet, here they were, face to face in front of the elementary school.
"That's a pretty doll. I've never seen a dress like that ever. Did you make it?" Hearing her voice, having it directed at him- it was too bittersweet.
"I did." Answering her at all was the most terrifying thing. He could've ignored her and walked away were it not for the fact that it was her. "Do you like it?" Jefferson hoped she did with all his heart; the plan was to slip it into the sidebag of her bicycle once she went into the school.
"I love it. I would ask my mom and dad to get me one just like that, but I don't think any store would have one that pretty." Her tone was completely unassuming, just as it was supposed to be. Jefferson always wanted to make sure she wanted for nothing, and it at least helped that she never expected anything. Even still, her words stung. The only comfort was that he was still her only papa.
Jefferson did his best to smile. "Then you must have it." He knelt down, holding the doll out to her. He didn't care what any onlooker thought about this. She might not have known him right then, but he was no stranger.
Grace-Paige hesitated. It was obvious she wanted the doll, but she was a well-mannered child and knew better than to just accept it. "Oh, I couldn't."
"Yes, you can." Mentioning that today was special was just on the tip of his tongue, but he refrained. "This doll would be wasted with an old man like. She needs someone who would appreciate her and take good care of her."
It was only then that the small girl took the doll and hugged her to her chest. "Thank you, mister." Just then, as if this entire moment was fated to happen, the warning bell rang. "I have to go to class. If you come tomorrow, I will draw a picture for you in exchange. Will you? Promise?"
"Yes, of course. You shouldn't be late to class; go on." Was it breaking another promise if she probably wouldn't remember? He would still come, in any case. Even if she didn't remember, he didn't want to go against his word when it concerned her again.
Jefferson stood up straight, watching her walk into the building. Once she was out of sight, he turned on his heel and began walking away. In the distance, he could see the mayoral building, which only brought him a strong feeling of discontent. His circumstances, all of this, it was her fault. Regina.
First-Person Sample:
Someone thinks they have a sense of humour.
[Why does he have to be in Wonderland again? It’s not his Wonderland, but it’s still undeniably Wonderland so he hates it just as much. He hates Storybrooke, but he would even rather be there. The sheer loneliness and pain from having to watch his daughter from a distance is even better than this. At least there, there is hope. At least there he knows she’s safe.
He’s not always the friendliest of people, and he doesn’t even bother trying to be amicable now that his mood is much more horrid than it usually is. Despite this, he’s desperate and hoping that someone who sees his video feed will have answers for him.]
I’m looking for my daughter, Grace. Does anyone know if she is here? Please.
