A/N: I hope you will like it! Here's the SUMMARY:

When Hook gave Emma the "Once Upon a Time" book while she was sitting on the bench, she opened it on the part of Snow White's story when she met the Evil Queen. It stuck in her head and while she fell through the portal, she was thinking about Regina as a teenage girl. | The action of the story is placed before 1x18 [flash-back]. Rated M for language and future chapters! SwanQueen story!

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Pardon for every kind of mistakes, english is not my first language! Big thanks to Sultry Sweet for corecting this chapter and being my Beta!

Rated M for language and smut in future chapters!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.

CHAPTER 1: TRAVEL IN TIME

"Aaaah!" Emma screamed as she was pulled toward the portal. She was holding Hook's hand. The blonde was not about to use this portal and travel in time. "Hook!"

She screamed and the pirate held her hand tighter.

"Hold on."

Emma tried to grab him with the other hand, but she ripped part of his clothing and fell into the sucking void with a loud "Ahhhh!"

She had no idea why, but the story she had been reading before they ran here was running around in her head. It was crazy because she was traveling through time and space and the thing she was thinking about was the unknown story about Regina. When Emma got to Storybrooke she'd wondered what made this woman the way she met her. Selfish, fearless, so fucking bossy… She was a real bitch and Emma was sure that no-one could have been born this way.

She knew that there was something behind it. She knew that it wasn't the true Regina. And the older woman chose to show it when she changed for Henry.

Emma saw the way that woman looked at their son. With pure love, with care. Regina was willing to die so he wouldn't have to be alone. She was able to do whatever it takes to save him in Neverland. She let him go with the knowledge that she would never see him again. Emma had seen the pain in her eyes too many times. That wasn't the heartless Evil Queen that she'd heard about.

Her thought left her for a moment as she hit the cold ground with force. She moaned in pain as she tried to rest herself on her hands. Then she heard Hook's scream as he fell right beside her.

She took a deep breath and then got up. Hook sat up, too, and looked around.

"Great," he said with twist on his face. "We're in Enchanted Forest… The question is where."

"That's not something we should be worried about." Hook looked at her, waiting for her to continue. "The question is when."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" The two of them heard a girlish voice in the distance. Well, not so distant. "Daddy! You are the best! I don't know how to thank you for it!"

Emma looked at the pirate and he even didn't have a chance to shake his head when she started to run toward the voice. It was so familiar but so…unknown.

She heard Hook was running after her. She stopped by the tree and before her was the meadow.

Emma couldn't help herself as her mouth fell open and a smile soon showed on her face. No. She was dreaming.

"Swan," Killian touched her arm with his hook as he got to her. "You shouldn't– What the hell?"

Both of them were looking at the young girl that was hugging her father as they listened. Her clothes were blue, her long, brown hair was combed into plait, and a big, happy smile was on her beautiful face. A large horse was near them. A gift for the girl?

Emma was speechless. That's Regina, she thought. She couldn't believe her eyes. The bitchy woman that she knew was now in front of her as a teenage girl that enjoyed her life, loved and was loved. She was happy. I was right… She's not evil. Not at all.

"I never thought I would see our Queen like this," she heard Hook whisper.

Emma looked at him, surprised. Emma knew that Hook knew Regina as the Evil Queen and all, but he should have been able to see that it was only a mask, behind which that girl over there, wore all the time.

"I always believed she was good," Emma whispered to the man and returned her eyes to the teenage girl. "I was wondering how she was before she met my mother. . ."

"Wait a second," Hook stepped in front of her. "You wondered how she was before she met your mother?"

He quoted her and she raised her brows like it was something normal, natural for her. Why did Killian think it was a big deal?

"So what?" Emma asked him and, though she didn't know why, felt angry with him. "Is it bad to wonder how she became...'evil'?"

"You never asked me," he said with a smug smile and Emma rolled her eyes. "Why was the Queen in your head and not me? Have you ever wondered how I became they way I am?"

"You said you always were a pirate," she answered him. "And it's not like you're a complete villain. You're not a bad man. People may not trust you because of the pirate thing, but no-one is calling you evil and heartless. People aren't born evil. They become that way. And something terrible happened to Regina that I don't know." She sighed and kept quiet for a moment.

"You don't?"

Emma frowned at him.

"Do you know something?"

"Everybody does." He answered like it was the most oblivious thing. "The love of her life died because Snow told Regina's mother that she wanted to be with her True Love. I don't know his name, but I know the story."

"Who was he," Emma asked looking forward. Maybe the boy was near.

"He worked in the stables."

Emma nodded, slowly watching Regina and her father head toward their big house. Nearby were stables where Regina left her new horse. Emma couldn't keep her eyes off of the young girl. She's such a sweetheart, she thought.

"We should change and try to find a way back home."

"Like where?" Emma asked. "Maybe you want to pay a visit to Rumple? I'm sure he'd be happy to see you."

"I prefer not to. He would kill me before we could say a single word. You know that."

"Then we are screwed, aren't we?" Emma turned toward the forest again and started to walk forward, not exactly knowing where. "We could ask Regina. But she can't do magic. . . We are out of options to ask someone for help...although…"

Emma stopped in place. No. It was a crazy idea. It wouldn't do. Besides, it was too dangerous. She tried to think clearly and figure out a plan when Killian's voice brought her back to Earth.

"Although?"

"Regina's- Ugh, I mean Cora's book of magic. There might be some answers in it."

"It's too dangerous, love."

"Yeah, I know, I know," Emma let out a sigh and placed her hands on her hips. Her tongue licked her bottom lip as it always did when she felt nervous. "But it's the only way," she said finally. "We need to find a way to get there, to have a chance to get the book, and try to find something."

"And how you plan to do that," he asked and Emma could sense anger in his deep voice. "We are strangers here. We're from the future and we mustn't change anything. It would be too risky."

"Yeah?" Emma started to feel the anger spread through her body too. "So how do you plan to go back? Just sitting around here and do nothing?"

"You can use your magic and—"

"I already told you," Emma cut him off with a voice sharp like a knife. "My magic didn't return! You really think we would be still here if I had it?! Do you even know how much I'd like to have it now, to get back to my son? I'm not about to stay here while he's in Storybrooke. I need to get back to him and I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen."

After Emma finished, the silence between them started to become heavy. Hook's chest rose with each deep breath he took. He kept his blue eyes on the blonde, but didn't really look at her. He was lost in his thoughts. Killian knew that Emma was right. They needed to go back. Their present in the past was too dangerous. That's right…

"You're not from the world of magic," he said taking one step closer toward her. "I am, and we will do it my way."

"You won't be telling me what to do."

Hook froze. That wasn't something he really expected.

"I will find a way on my own. And if you're too afraid then you can leave now. I'm not stopping you."

He shook his head, his lips pursed into a fine line. "You stubborn little thing." He took a bunch of air into his lungs. "I won't leave you and I'll stop fighting with you. There's no point." He saw a little smile on Emma's face and added quickly, "But slow down a little. We need a good plan first. And, as I previously said, we'll need other clothes as not to raise any suspicions."

"Let's go to a bar then."

Emma walked straight past him. She was really done with him. He'd followed after her for too long and Emma was sick of it. She knew Hook craved her and, she didn't quite understand why, she didn't felt the same about him. He wasn't even her friend. She wasn't about to let him in. And a kiss they shared in Neverland was a big mistake. She would have to talk to him about those things, but later. There were more important things on their minds.

While they passed through one of the villages, they saw some clothes hanging outside of one of the houses. Emma didn't want to steal from a poor family, but Hook insisted. So Emma made her way behind the big tree to change out of her comfortable tank top, her jacket and her favorite jeans for a not-so-comfortable corset. She actually hated it. She didn't like to feel trapped in the things she wore. But Hook clearly enjoyed the sight of her in it and the blonde was glad that she had a cloak, too, so she could cover herself from his hungry eyes.

They both made their way to the bar before sunset. Fortunately, there weren't too many people.

They both wanted to get a room and then have something to eat since their stomachs prayed for absolutely anything, but they had no money so Hook used his clever pirate mind to steal some. Again.

Emma wasn't very happy with his methods, but he was doing what was needed.

Once they both finished their meals, they headed up to the room above the bar. Emma wanted to have her own room, but it would cost them double so she had no choice.

A sigh of relief escaped her lips when she saw two beds. She walked to one of them with a smile on her face then sat there and closed her eyes. It wasn't as comfortable as the beds in her world, but it was better than the ground and she was grateful for the pillow she could have under her head that night.

"I think we need to talk, don't we, Swan?" The black haired man asked as he sat on the bed that was in front of Emma's. When he saw her brows raised, he added, "About the plan. Any suggestions?"

"Actually, yeah." She answered, resting on her elbows. "We could pretend to be a couple of peasants searching for a job. You saw that Regina has a big house and all. They might need some servants."

"If they don't have any already."

"Something tells me you're just looking for an excuse." The blonde tilted her head back so her hair could fly out of her face. "We can try tomorrow and if luck is on our side then… Well, we could even stay there."

The man scratched his head and Emma kept her forest eyes on his face. She was silently waiting for his decision. If he disagreed, Emma wasn't about to fight again. She would do what she planed, with or without him. She had her plan in mind and she tried to go through it again in her thoughts when Hook pulled her out of them.

"You want me to clean their house?"

"Oh, please." Emma had no more patience for him. She felt the fire under her skin. "Do you want to go home or not? I'm totally done with your moods, Hook! Fine! Stay here or wherever. I'll go there tomorrow and you don't have to go with me. I'll do everything on my own."

"Emma—"

"No!" She cut him of and raised a hand at him. "No, Hook. Don't talk to me."

She could see hurt in his eyes, but she didn't care. It was his fault anyway and she wasn't even a bit sorry.

"Maybe I'll even do it quicker that way," she added, calmer this time as she lay down on the bed before she covered herself with her sheets. "I don't want to talk with you anymore. Tomorrow I'll go alone, end of story. We'll meet here for a week and I'll tell you if I found anything. And, please, don't argue with me, okay?"

She met his eyes and he slowly nodded his head and murmured, "Okay" before he also lay down.

Emma blew out the candle and her head hit the pillow. It didn't take long before she fell asleep. She wasn't surprised the next day that in her dreams she saw that beautiful girl with a big smile on her face. Emma wanted to see that Regina every night.