"Mary Margaret I'm so sorry." The pain showing through his voice.

"No."

"What?" He stood there shocked.

"No David, I'm not letting you give up."

"Mary Margaret did you not hear me? I remember."

She took no time to think, she just reacted. "I don't care David. What we had was real too and I'm just not ready to let you go. So you go back to Kathryn but i'm not doing this, I am not giving up on us."

He looked at her, shock spread clearly across his face. She was acting like another person, so powerful not like shy little Miss Blanchard. There was a sudden change of personality, he kind of liked it. He was trying to stay strong and stick to his plan but the forcefulness in her voice, she was making it so hard. She looked in his eyes and she saw the spark, what they have together, she knew it was too much to give up. In that moment she had no plans to take back what she had said, something took over her, something that made her realize that they were meant to be together.

"Mary-" She shushed him. "If I have to wait for you David, I will wait. If I have to spend this time to only find out that this can not work then fine at least I tried. However I will tell you one thing; there is no chance in hell that I'm going without a fight. We both know that we are worth the trouble. That our happiness is worth the risk and just because your judgement is clouded by what is right rather than what is best for you... I am willing to fight hard enough for the both of us."

And with that she walked away. He was left with no words, he could not speak. Mary Margaret, for the first time felt in control, felt powerful. She walked away with her head held high and David stayed there realizing that his feelings for this woman would not go away. Not now, not ever. She was the only woman for him and he knew he was slowly, but surely falling in love with her.

Mary walked back to her apartment smirking with pride, she couldn't grasp why she felt so happy about acting this way. It was as if she was letting something deep inside out. It was different, she had never acted in that manner before. Behaved so deviously, been so forceful. She had no idea what came over her, it was as if another person suddenly took control. The moment he said he was sorry, the moment she knew he was about to give up; another personality broke through. Someone who couldn't handle loosing him, someone who would do anything to keep them together. It was hard to explain but the person who had taken control was definitely not meek Miss Mary Margaret Blanchard.

"Hey. I got us Pizza, I figured you would be back quite late and wouldn't want to cook." Emma shrugged.

"Thanks Emma. Wait, how did you know I'd be back late? You don't even know where I went."

Emma looked at her room mate giving her a glance as if to say 'seriously?' "You do realize you are not discrete in the slightest, right?"

"I'm not?" Mary Margaret gasped.

"No." Emma laughed. "Oh Mare you look so shocked."

"Well... I thought I was doing a good job."

"No, not at all." She looked at her again sensing there was something wrong. "David didn't say anything, you're ok, right?"

"Yeah.. No I'm fine." Emma tilted her head. "Mare?"

"Well... He remembers."

"Remembers what? Kathryn?" She stopped letting it sink in and then the anger bubbled inside her. "And he's gone back to her hasn't he?" Mary Margaret just stood there. "Hasn't he?!" Emma shouted. "That ass! Mare I'm so sorry it's all my fault, you was going to stay away from him and I told you to go for it... I'm such an idiot! I don't know what made me think I was qualified to give advice, I suck at relationships. Oh god, I'm really sorry."

"No, Emma it's ok-" she tried to explain.

"No it's not." She grabbed her coat. "I'm going to go kick his ass."

"Emma, will you just sit down and listen to me!" Mary shouted.

There was that personality change again, that made her feel in control. It was as if she wasn't even saying these words but someone else, someone else had control of her speech. Emma looked at Mary Margaret stunned, she didn't expect such a loud voice to come from such a small woman.

"I mean... Could you please sit down, I have something to say." She continued. Emma just nodded speechless and sat back down. "Yes, David did say that he was going back to Kathryn."

"I knew it! What did I tell you-"

"Emma please!" She paused and took a breath. "David apologized and was about to tell me that he couldn't do this anymore. Whatever this is." Mary added.

"I feel like I said this already."

She gave Emma a glare and continued. "However, I refused to believe what he was saying, he didn't want to end this... Us. He doesn't want give up, not yet and that's what I told him. I said that I was going to, uh, fight for him." Mary Margaret noticed the silence and bit her lip. "We'll say something, please."

"I'm stunned... And I'm proud." Mary's eyes widened with surprise. "You finally asked for what you wanted, told him straight. Not many people would dare."

"I'm one of those people. I just- I don't know what happened! When he said he remembered I just denied everything he said afterwards and told him I knew that this isn't what he wanted. The thing is Emma... And I know this is going to sound weird, but I have no recollection of saying those things, they just came out as if, as if-"

"As if it was someone else?" Emma asked and she nodded. "Like who? Snow White?"

A quick image flashed through Mary Margaret's head. Someone was holding an apple in front of her as if she wanted her to eat it. She couldn't make out who, the image was blurred. She tried to figure it out but didn't have long until she snapped back to reality. She blinked and looked at Emma before replying.

"What? Why would you say that?"

"You know, Henry's theory." She laughed.

"Oh yeah, right, Henry." Mary still looked confused.

Emma noticed the look on her room mates face. "Mare? You ok?"

"Yeah... I'm going to go to bed, I feel a headache coming on."

Still not convinced that was the reason Emma gave her another glance. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yeah Emma I'm fine."

Mary Margret made her way to the bedroom giving Emma a reassuring smile which did not put her mind at ease. She laid her head on the pillow and tried put these thoughts to rest, but how could she when she had no idea what the thoughts were or what they meant? It made no sense, why did the words 'Snow White' trigger something? Snow White isn't real, she is a fictional fairytale character or so Mary Margaret thought. Her eyes closed in deep thought she could hear the muffled sounds from Emma's TV, she was watching a drama or so it sounded. She focused on the voices coming from the TV trying to forget her confusion, trying to get it out of her mind.

'How can you still love me after I did this to you?' A woman's voice asked.

'No matter what you do. I will always-'

Once again her mind zoned out, away from the real world and to an image in her head. It was a man standing in front of her, once more, face blurred. He was looking at her lovingly, she concentrated on the face, trying to make her vision clear.

"No matter what you do. I will always find you." The voice told her.

Her mind snapped back to her bedroom, she sat straight up with tears in her eyes, more confused than she had ever been.

"David?" She whispered.

I wanted to do a post curse story on Mary Margaret and David. Please let me know if I should continue or not! Thank you!