The voices echoed in her head. "We're going home. Back to the enchanted forest." It had been six months since Regina had seen her son, longer than that since he had wanted to see her. Packing her bags had been easier than she thought. She had left a note for him in her place, the diner, any place she could think of that he might go looking for her….if he ever came back. This was her time to do something for herself.

The eight and a half hour flight took a lot out of her but she had finally made it. Looking around she realized what an impulse it was, getting on a plane and flying to the one place she read about, dreamed about all those years with no real plan to do anything whatsoever once she got there… But it felt right, like it was what she was supposed to be doing with her life now that she was alone.

Stepping out of the airport she smiled. Her first step to healing. She had taken the first step, that's all she needed. The confidence to take it and move on, get away from Storybrooke and… well to London. She breathed in the air, new air, somehow different than the air back home. The taste of freedom was bittersweet in her opinion. Losing her son, but gaining her life. Maybe it was for the best, Henry hadn't been hers for a very long time. He had become one of them, despising her, turning against her in the end. Leaving her stranded in this world while returning to their old one. She was the only one left, all alone. London was her chance at a new start.

Five months later she found herself wishing her start would come soon. It wasn't as if her life was horrible. She had a great flat overlooking a beautiful park (took a bit of magic to get), a well paying job. Granted, she wasn't the mayor or anything, but she was head secretary at Trinity Publications and that was something to be commended on….until she realized all the other workers hated her. Really, her life hadn't changed that much from Storybrooke. She was alone, no friends, no family and nothing but work. He hadn't called or texted, not even snail mail. She truly was alone in the world.

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Across the office was another lonely woman. A woman who, by all accounts, shouldn't have been alive. The ginger haired woman had been through so much, not that she remembered of course. It was her curse, destined to believe she was nothing, no one important.

Something in her heart told her she had once been destined for something better, not that she believed it of course. Nothing in her life had told her it was possible for her to become something more.

Her granddad was always promising there were bigger and better things out there in the world for her.

"Don't be so daft, my place is here with you and mum of course."

"Oh Donna…" Wilfred knew things, her time with the doctor was his secret to keep from her, but days like this it was hard. He saw her struggling with her choices, with her worth. It tore him up inside.

A few years went by, Donna finally accepted her fate. Nothing more than a temp. That was until she finally got a stable job at Trinity Publications. It was weird though, she never put in an application for the job. It was as if something wanted her to be there. Fate as it were.

A proper desk job was what she got, under the watch of a rueful woman….but one that seemed to be looking for something in the world. Something else to be had.

The two women didn't know it, but soon they would become everything to each other, brought together by their lonely hearts.

Please review. This is my first Donna fic and my first cross-over. Please be nice. Oh and I don't own either show or profit from this work of fiction.

Also a special thanks to 13pens for being my super awesome beta for this fic. Love you girl

-EvilRegal4Evr