Two years later

"You sure that having Sarah living near her childhood friend would be alright?" David asked Gold.

"I think it's alright. She has mentioned about Oswald Cobblepot to me before, and when I found him online I found where he is. But it's a surprise. Also the teachers here have been not understanding with Sarah. She still isn't talking, but only to me. She still is afraid to trust again. Maybe if she is with someone she grew up, she will feel safe again. And maybe trust someone than just me. I'm not gonna be with her forever..."

David sadly nodded.

Soon Sarah and Gold got in the truck and they waved goodbye to their friends and head on the road.

Gold smiled, "So, are you excited? This is a real adventure isn't it. I never thought I'd leave Storybrooke, but... it's going to be a fresh start for us both."

"I guess," she said softly. She was excited, but mostly curious of where they were moving to.

About 7 hours later, Mr Gold shook Sarah from her slumber gently. She woke up seeing the evening night. They were in a city. Wait. What does the sign say? Oh no...

"...G-Gotham?" Sarah asked him.

Gold smiled, "Yes. I thought you'd like to be near your old friend, Oswald Cobblepot."

"...," Instantly the flashes of her past hit her. The Joker beating her. Scarring half her face, and making her...

Sarah blinked and shook her head breathing heavily. Mr Gold noticed and finally pulled over into a driveway of a sold house. He then turned to her and held her hand.

"What's wrong, Sarah? You know you can tell me. Have I...made a big mistake? Do you not have good memories at all from here?"

"...no I'm...I'm...fine..." she lied.

"Are you sure?" he looked worried. Then he had a thought to try and cheer her up, "who knows, you might even run into your hero again now you're back."

"Really?" She asked.

He smiled and ruffled her hair to make her giggle, "You're both in the same city. There's a good chance of it happening," he smiled, "now, let's go take a look around our new home, shall we?"

"Sure thing, Papa...," she made a small smile.

They made their way inside. The house was large and quite fancy, and in a good, safe part of town, Gotham Village. Mr Gold hoped she would like the house. It had a beautiful garden too.

"It's almost big as our old house," she then gasped, "wait...maybe...," she ran upstairs and looked in all the rooms. She then ran back downstairs, "the bedrooms are bigger than our last house!"

(Sarah's new room)

(Mr Gold's new room)

He laughed, "yes they are. You can pick which room you want and design it however you like, it could be a little project for you."

"Which one will you take?" She asked.

He shrugged, "I don't mind. But I can take the one next door to yours so that if you have any nightmares, I'll hear you."

"...thanks, Papa," she then hugged him.

He chuckled happily and hugged her back.

After moving everything in, they got ready for bed. Mr Gold was tucking Sarah into bed and she giggled at him. She was just happy she now had a father that loved her and cared for her. She still couldn't believe it, even though it had been 2 years since he adopted her. He loved seeing her smile and hearing her giggle.

"Sweet dreams, sweetheart," he kissed her forehead and then left the room.

"Papa?"

He opened the door again, "yes sweetie?"

"...I love you...."

He smiled, "I love you too, sweetheart, sweet dreams."

She smiled as he closed the door. Sarah looked up at the ceiling. She didn't have her lights up since they got there late and now it was 10pm. She was now shaking. The nightmares flashed in her mind. The Joker beating her with a metal object when she refused to obey him, the goons even did the same. Her friends taken right before her to a car which she knew where they be taken to. She started to tear up. At this time she would pray, but she lost her faith in God since the abuse. She tried to sleep at that moment, but it was not good.

Sarah started to scream. She kicked her feet and squirmed as off something or someone held onto her. "NO! No let me go! I don't want to! I DONT WANT TO!!!"

Mr Gold heard her screaming and yelling so he jumped out of bed and came running in. He switched on the light and pulled her into a hug.

"It's okay Sarah, you're safe. You're with me. I'm sorry I should've left the door open with the light on."

She gripped on him tightly as she sobbed. "No no no...the devil is gonna...he's gonna..."

"....Sarah, calm down. Take a deep breath. He's still in Blackgate penitentiary,...so, try to relax. It's a maximum security prison. Trust me, you're safe I swear."

"Papa...you don't know the real truth...no one...bought me...but I was...," her lips quivered in fear, "no one...not even the clown that saved me...he didn't...The...the devil didn't want me as..."

Sarah stopped again. She was so afraid, but someone had to know, and she trusted Gold, "I wasn't a slave...he...raped me...he then...forced me...to do stuff to him...everyday for hours. He hurt me. He beat me, raped...everything." She sobbed.

Mr Gold covered his face with his hands and quietly sobbed. It hurt him so much thinking of his daughter having suffered like that. Sarah then noticed he was crying, "Papa?" She held his face, "Papa?"

"I'm sorry, Sarah...," he sniffed, tears streaming down his face, "I didn't know. I wouldn't ever have brought you back here if I'd known."

"...Papa?" She then hugged him tightly. "But...he...he can't get out...r-right?"

"....in a maximum security prison...there's no way. But still... we can leave, go back to Storybrooke or someplace else," he hugged her back, holding her close.

"...b-but...my friend...and my hero? I want to see him, papa. I miss him. My hero is my friend, he said so."

"Oswald. Of course he's your friend," Gold said, "actually you didn't finish about your hero? You saying...he didn't want to adopt you?"

"...no I mean. He...I don't think he knew what happened to me...I haven't seen him since...since that night he saved me...I just want to know if...he's alright." Sarah teared up.

"I...I'll find out for you. I promise," he ruffled her hair, "just remember though, he lives a dangerous life so...he's probably very busy or hiding from the law or something."

Sarah then nodded. She then looked up at him sadly, "...Papa?"

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"...can...can I please...sleep with you tonight? I-I don't want to be alone...," she sniffled.

He smiled and nodded, "of course, I understand."

Sarah then slightly smiled, sniffling. He picked her up in his arms as she held onto him and her doll and he carried her into his bedroom. He then set her down in the bed and lay beside her, holding her.

She buried her face in his chest holding her joker doll as she sniffled, "You...you promise...you won't...let the devil...take me away?"

"I promise, sweetheart," he kissed her forehead.

Sarah tried to remain calm. She tried to sleep, but she was so afraid to, "You...you will also still be here...when I wake up?"

He nodded, "I will. I'll stay with you until you wake up. And I've had a security system fitted all around the house, I promise you're safe."

She then rested her head on his chest, "...thank you...," she then slowly shut her eyes and finally fell asleep. Gold stayed awake for sometime after she fell asleep, but then finally fell asleep too.

The night was calm, they had nothing to worry about. The Joker was still in his cell. He was laying in his cot and when the lights went out, he pulled a folded up picture of Sarah. She was tied up and crying, cowardly at the camera when he took it.

He didn't know how, and he didn't know when, but he vowed he would eventually see his favorite girl again, and once more she would be his.

Meanwhile across the city in Arkham, Joker sat in his cell too, writing a note to Harley. Between them they had bribed a corrupt orderly to pass notes between them at night, when they couldn't be together. It had been 2 years now since they'd been romantically involved, even though they could never be alone together, and if the doctors found out they'd both be in big trouble. But if they could escape someday, then they could be together properly.

Suddenly he got a note, but not from Harley. It was Jackson.

"The girl has return to Gotham, but good news. She has a family. He is a loving father and protective to her. But I have noticed she misses you.

-Jackson"

Joker was surprised, and a little confused. The girl. He still remembered her vividly. Pretty, but scarred by that bastard. Scared and fragile, weak but still so strong. Her spirit was strong. He had always hoped she'd find a loving family. But he was confused because...why would she miss him?
He took out his pen and fresh paper and wrote a reply,

"Good job, Jackie. Thank you for checking on her, I'm thrilled to hear she's found a loving home. But, I don't understand why she would miss me. I could write her a note, if you could get it to her?

~ Mr J"