"What has you so worked up today?" Victor asked him as they hurried down the hallway.
"Regina stopped going to Rumple's little training sessions and he wants me to talk her into coming back. Only problem is she has been refusing to see me for the past two weeks." He stopped in front of a huge wooden door. "Nice I don't even need to pick this type of lock." He closed his eyes focusing a moment and with a wave of his hand the door opened.
Even after the last couple of years of traveling with Jefferson he was still impress and slightly jealous when Jefferson would simply waved his hand and things happened.
"After you." Jefferson said with dramatic wave.
"You actually have feelings for her?" Victor asked as he slowly opened the door and looked around making sure no one was in the room.
"What?" He asked moving around Victor taking the lead again. "Don't be silly. To feel feelings one would actually have to have feelings."
"You my friend have spent too much time with Rumple. But if you don't have feelings why are you so upset about it?"
"Because…" Jefferson climbed up on the window ledge swinging his upper body out a moment to see if the window above them was open. "What woman says no to me? I can't let my perfect record break now." He swung back reaching into this bag and pulled out a rope with a metal hook on the end. He leaned back out the window and threw it up through the window above them. It hooked on to the inside of the stone wall on his first try.
"Well maybe you should just let Regina go so your nonexisting feelings don't get worse."
Jefferson gave a huff as he pulled on the rope making sure it was secure.
"You can only dance around the sun so many times before you get burned my friend."
"Dance around the sun," He mutter a few times before jumping out of the window exclaiming. "Dance around the sun! That's brilliant Vic. I know exactly what to do now."
"That is great but did you need to shout it, there should still be one more guard."
Jefferson brought up a finger to his lips to silence him as he grabbed the poker from the fireplace, moving back towards the door. He nodded towards the door and Victor moved on the other side of it.
He raised three fingers counting down to the exact moment the guard rushed into the room. He stuck the poker out and the guard tripped and fell into the center of the room.
"Who are you?" The guard asked looking up at them.
"Who are we? You are the one interrupting a very serious conversation."
"Yes it is like we are trying to rob the place or something." Victor commented.
"Oh come now Doc you are being ridiculous again. If they didn't want us to rob them they would have made it harder. They are practically giving their valuables away."
"I don't know having to climb up a side of a castle to get to what one desires makes it seem like they just don't want to give it away."
"You two need to come with me now." The guard demanded from his spot on the floor.
"Jeff?" Victor raised an eyebrow.
"Oh all right." He pouted throwing a small vial of poppy dust into the guards face, watching him fall to the ground asleep before turning to his friend. "There are you happy."
"I will be happy when we are back at Rumple's Castle and finished helping him with whatever problem he is requiring my help with."
"Yeah because that sounds like so much more fun than stealing things." Jefferson climbed back on the window ledge. "Just wait here a moment Vic, I will be right back with the item."
And before Victor could comment Jefferson disappeared up the rope out of sight.
"About time." Rumple commented as Jefferson and Victor appeared inside the tower room of his castle.
"It took me a little longer to pick the lock on the vault then I thought, but it is all here." He tossed a small bag to Rumple.
"Yes," He looked inside the bag. "If only you had more magic then no lock would be a problem."
"Magic or no magic I haven't let you down in ten years." Jefferson reminded him trying to shrug off the comment about his lack of magical abilities, for it was a subject he was still a bit ashamed of.
"I see you brought the good Doctor Frankenstein as I requested too." Rumple pointed to chair at a table which had papers laying on it. "Have a seat Doctor and look over the papers and tell me how you think things will play out."
"Yes, Jefferson let's get started." Victor commented taking a seat.
"I was actually going to check on Regina." Jefferson stated with an over the top shrug of his shoulders and point towards the door.
Victor gave him a look.
"What? Don't look at me like that. You know I am right. I will just be in the way here between all the bricking you two will be doing over whatever the problem is that Rumple needs your opinion on."
"If your visit goes anything like the last two weeks you will be back here within five minutes." Rumple commented without turning from his work at the table.
"Since when do you have so little confidence in me?"
"Since you have been failing at this very simple job for the last two weeks." Rumple stated still without turning to look at him.
Jefferson was glad Rumple didn't turn around to see the hurt on his face. He hated disappointing him.
Victor kept his thoughts about Rumple's treatment of Jefferson to himself. For he knew all too well what it felt like to have someone criticize his abilities.
"Don't worry, this time I actually have a plan."
"It has been my experience with you, if you have a plan that is exactly when I should start worrying." Victor commented looking up from the notes he was reading over just in time for Jefferson to give him a glare. "What? Don't look at me like that. You know I am right."
"I usually have a plan."
"Improvising," Victor mocked tossing the paper he was reading down on the table. "isn't a plan."
"It is when someone does it as brilliantly as I do." Jefferson declared grabbing his coat and rocking slightly on his heels.
Rumple turned around before Victor could comment. "If you two children are done I need the Doctor's help, so Jefferson when you do come back don't bother us."
"I won't be back till morning. You two will be done by then I assume." His hand went up to his hat giving it a spin before Rumple could answer.
The last thing he heard was Victor, "I bloody well hope we are done by morning, I have a date with Elizabeth."