[ With everything that had transpired so quickly, Jefferson's thoughts immediately went to wondering if he had finally lost his last shred of sanity when he heard what he thought was his daughter's voice calling out for him. He didn't know where he was, but he knew where she was supposed to be. In Storybrooke, living as Paige, with her... parents. Even if she did ever want to see him again after what he'd done, she couldn't have remembered him. The clock was ticking and the apparent savior had arrived, but she'd yet to save anyone. How could Grace ever --
But then he heard her again. And again. The longer the words settled the more concrete they became. Maybe she called her fake father that too. Papa. Maybe he was making a terrible mistake, but he couldn't do nothing. He couldn't stand to hear her voice and not answer. He just couldn't. ]
Grace?
[ There were so many emotions twisted up inside that his voice came out too weak. If he was going to do something he had to at least pretend to be strong. For her sake. His feet started moving in her direction, and when he called again it was much louder. An edge of uncertainty remained, but what kind of parent would he be if he didn't even try? ]
Grace? I'm -- [ Keep it together. Keep it together. ] I'm here! Where are you?!
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But then he heard her again. And again. The longer the words settled the more concrete they became. Maybe she called her fake father that too. Papa. Maybe he was making a terrible mistake, but he couldn't do nothing. He couldn't stand to hear her voice and not answer. He just couldn't. ]
Grace?
[ There were so many emotions twisted up inside that his voice came out too weak. If he was going to do something he had to at least pretend to be strong. For her sake. His feet started moving in her direction, and when he called again it was much louder. An edge of uncertainty remained, but what kind of parent would he be if he didn't even try? ]
Grace? I'm -- [ Keep it together. Keep it together. ] I'm here! Where are you?!