#oh my god look at his little starstruck face #every version of lincoln lee is powerless to the siren song of every version of olivia dunham #i swear there’s an alternate universe out there #where lincoln’s a delivery boy or a plumber or something #and she’s like the ceo of apple #and he’s still finding a way to make moon eyes at her

onceuponatimecaps: “pickin’ apples”

“I can’t, I can’t remember our last kiss. All I could think about was, “I’m going to die today and I can’t remember our last kiss,” which is pathetic. But the last time we were together and happy, I… want to be able remember that, and I can’t Derek. I can’t remember.”