What if Mary Margaret and Emma time travelled when the fell through the portal in season 2? What happens when the meet Snow White's mother and have the opportunity to change the past, will they do it? Just an idea I had while re-watching the show and waiting for its return, hope you enjoy :-)

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Chapter 1

Mary Margaret's Point of View

"I'm not losing her again!" I yelled to my husband as I watched my daughter fall through the portal.

I took a running jump and launched myself in after her. I faintly heard David say something after me but his voice was blocked out. I focused on Emma and reached out towards her. Finally I found her collar and grabbed onto it. Before I knew it we hit the ground with a thump and I blacked out.

"Hey you cant do this to us, we aren't criminals!" I heard someone screaming.

I slowly opened my eyes, as at first everything was a blur. Jumping up I frantically looked around for Emma. As I whipped around I was relieved to see her sitting next to me. It was only then I realised we were locked in a cart being pulled along.

"Hey are you listening to me!" Emma yelled at the driver who was ignoring her.

I reached over and placed my hand on her shoulder. She immediately jumped and looked around. I could see her eye was blackened and her lip was cut. Instinctively I reached towards her but she swatted me away.

"I'm fine." She stated.

I knew for Emma it was an automatic response. Emma was always fine she never let anyone in. Turning away from me she began to call to the driver again. This time he had enough as he stopped the horse and got off.

"Will you be quiet?" He hissed through the bars.

I immediately recognised the uniform the guard wore and the only good thing was he wasn't from Regina's army. The bad thing was he was from my fathers, which I could only assume we had time travelled and I didn't know by how many years.

"No, not until you tell me where the hell you are taking us and why?" Emma snapped.

The guard reached through the bars and grabbed Emma by the throat. She began to choke as he tightened his grip. I reached forward and pulled her free.

"You better keep her quiet or I will have to shut her up myself." The guard spat.

As he stormed off and got back on his horse we were jolted backwards from the sudden movement.

"Are you ok?" I asked as Emma rubbed her neck.

"Fine." Emma coughed.

"Emma you don't always have to be fine. You can talk to me, tell me the truth." I assured her.

"I am telling you the truth Mary Margaret I'm fine." Emma lied.

After that she remained silent and I couldn't tell if it was from pain, worry or both. Something that worried me a lot more that I imagined it would. Hours passed and I felt myself begin to doze off but I fought it. Emma had already fallen asleep and I didn't want the two of us sleeping. I pulled off my coat and put it around Emma she always looked cold in just a leather jacket.

Eventually we pulled up at a castle, a castle I never thought I would see again. I took in the towering building and I couldn't help but silently pray my mother was still alive. Judging from the castle's appearance she would either be alive or not long dead.

"Emma, Emma wake up." I whispered as the cart stopped.

Emma jumped awake and looked around. I couldn't tell from her reaction she was hoping our situation was all a nightmare and that it wasn't happening.

"I'm fine before you ask." She grumbled.

"Wasn't going to." I replied.

The guard walked around and opened the carts lock.

"The Queen wants to see you." He informed us.

"The Queen?" I gasped.

I suddenly felt overcome with excitement, even though I knew time travelling came with huge risks.

"Queen Eva." The guard corrected.

"Who the hell is Queen Eva? Where are we? When are we?" Emma whispered to me.

"Just don't say anything…at all." I replied.

Emma rolled her eyes but thankfully didn't argue. I got the impression she knew she was in way over her head. The guard led up into the castle chained together. He turned thought the familiar corridors until he reached the throne room. Opening the door I could see my mother was already waiting for us.

"So these are the ladies who were using magic?" She asked her guard.

He nodded in response.

"Leave us." My mother instructed him.

"Your majesty they are dangerous, especially that one." The guard replied as he point to Emma.

"Afraid of a girl are we? I could take you chained." Emma complained.

"Leave us." My mother repeated with a small smile playing on her lips.

"Go on be a good little boy." Emma chipped in.

I reached over and nudged her in the side. However I felt guilty as she winced in pain.

Once the guard was gone my mother focused her attention on us. She looked to Emma first.

"Don't you have royals in your land?" She asked.

"Honestly I don't know, my world is so screwed up I don't even know who I am." Emma sighed.

"She means no." I said trying to avoid a questioning.

My mother looked at me and I thought for a moment she recognised me, I could have sworn she did.

"What are you names?" She asked.

"Mary and Emma." I replied before Emma got the chance.

"If I unchain you will you try to escape?" My mother asked.

"Why would we tell…" Emma began to say before she stopped.

I looked towards her to see what stopped the sarcastic comment only to see her turning sheet white.

"Emma?" I gasped.

Before I knew what was happening Emma collapsed onto the ground.

"Guards get the doctor now!" I heard my mother yell.

"Emma, Emma, honey come on wake up!" I whispered as I tried to shake her awake.

It was no use and as the doctors arrived I felt my mother pull me out of the way. The chains were unlocked and I was separated from Emma yet again.

"I brought you something to eat." My mother said as she returned to the room.

I didn't know how much time had passed. I was too consumed with worry to even notice. I couldn't even enjoy the fact I could see my mother alive again.

"I'm fine." I found myself saying.

I felt tears form in my eyes as I remembered how many times Emma had said that to me on our journey so far. I should have known she wasn't fine and that she was hiding something from me. My mother sat down next to me and took my hand gently.

"Is she family…..Snow?" My mother whispered.

I felt like my heart had stopped. I knew she recognised me. A million thoughts raced through my head the main one being had we changed anything back home. However they were quickly pushed aside as I wrapped my arms around my mother for the first time in so many many years.

"S-S-S-She's my daughter." I finally managed to reply.

"Daughter?" My mother gasped.

"It's a long story that I'm afraid I cant share…I don't want to mess with the timeline and risk her not existing at all." I said.

Before my mother could reply the doctor entered the room.

"How is she?" We both asked in union…