Standing in the forest staring up at the remains of the tower that once kept her prisoner for the first 17 years of her life, Alice felt both sadness and happiness overwhelm her. She felt sorrow knowing that she had spent nearly her entire life locked away from the world, unable to see her papa or make any friends. All she had were the stuffed animals her papa had brought her before the witch cursed him, making it impossible to see him again. And, of course, she was happy because she was finally free, able to explore the world she had missed out on for most of her life.

She had been to many places since gaining freedom from her prison, but the one most people seem to know her by is Wonderland. Alice absolutely hates it when people ask if she's the Alice from Wonderland. She's been "loads of places" she always tells them, feeling anger that with all her adventures, only one seems to be brought up. The one place she got into the most trouble.

Papa would be proud to know just how many places Alice has been since breaking free, and each place she visits, she searches for a cure to her father's poisoned heart. Maybe one day she'll find a way to finally be able to be near her papa again without it killing him.

Sighing, Alice turned away from the remains of her past and started strolling further into the Enchanted Forest. She was so lost in thought that she was surprised when she slammed into something solid.

"Ow," she mumbled, rubbing her forehead as she looked up to see a random door in the middle of the forest. "Curiouser and curiouser," Alice said, tilting her head as she reached out and knocked on the door before her. "Now where did you come from?"

Walking around the door in confusion, Alice was even more baffled when she noticed the door wasn't attached to anything. "Well, aren't you a strange one? And that's coming from me," Alice announced, reaching out and knocking on the door from the other side now, hoping something would happen to let her know what the door was for.

When silence followed the knock, Alice walked back around the door to where she had initially been and reached out to swing the door open. "Hmm, nothing strange on the inside either. Maybe someone just left you behind, friend. I know what that's like, Door. I've been abandoned by everyone as well. Perhaps we can be friends," Alice said, stepping forward to rest her hand on the frame only to trip on a root and fall forward through the doorway.

"Ouch! We can't be friends if you keep hurting me," Alice grumbled, before pushing herself up off the ground and frowning when she noticed it was no longer soft grass, but something hard, almost like a giant rock. "Have I drank the shrinking potion again?"

Looking around herself, Alice was surprised to see that she was no longer in the Enchanted Forest, at least no part that she recognized. Instead she was standing on a large rock like substance, surrounded by strange buildings and creatures she's never seen before.

"Now where have I gone?" Alice wondered, stepping forward carefully in case the rock like substance was a river or ice. When nothing happened, Alice continued forward reading the words on the strange buildings and taking in her surroundings.

A moment later, her eyes landed on the doors to a place that seemed filled with people. "Granny's?" Alice read, tilting her head. "Maybe I'll recognize someone inside, or they'll recognize me," Alice mumbled, before rushing forward and running inside.

As soon as Alice entered, she scanned each face, hoping to see someone she knew only to frown when she realized no one looked familiar. Alice turned to leave, ready to find a way back to the Enchanted Forest when she saw a very familiar face walking towards the diner, towards her.

"Papa!" Alice cried out, before rushing out the door of the diner and wrapping her arms around the unsuspecting man. "Papa, how did you get here? Where are we? When did you find the cure?" Alice asked as she hugged the man tightly.

"Papa? What is she talking about, Killian?" a blonde woman standing nearby asked.

"Not sure, Love," Killian said, before pulling away from Alice and giving her a confused look. "Do I know you, Love?"

"It's me, Papa! It's Alice!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm no ones Papa," Killian announced, before giving a soft glance towards the blonde woman beside him. "At least not for a few more months."

"How do you not recognize me?" Alice asked, sadness engulfing her as she stared into her father's very confused eyes.

"Wait, wasn't Wish Hook's daughter named Alice," the blonde woman said, giving Killian a curious look.

"Bloody hell, Emma, I think you're right," Killian announced, before looking at Alice again. "Alice, I'm not your papa. Your papa is in a different reality than this one, and I'm assuming you should be in that reality as well."

"You've lost me," Alice mumbled, giving the couple in front of her a confused look. "You look like my Papa, and you talk like him. How are you not my Papa?"

With that, Emma Swan and Killian Jones told the story of Emma's wish realm and Wish Hook. It took a while of explaining, and some more in-depth description before Alice finally understood how such a thing was possible.

"So, you're another version of my Papa, but you're not my Papa?" Alice asked, making sure she understood.

"Yes," Killian answered, giving the girl a sad look. "Sorry, Love."

"So, do I call you Captain Hook? That's what Papa said everyone called him in his stories," Alice said, her eyes widening in excitement.

"Sure, Love."

"Okay, Captain Hook," Alice said, smiling widely as she spoke. "And you're Emma Swan?"

"Yes, I am."

"Snow White and Prince Charming's daughter? I didn't know they had a daughter," Alice said, titling her head in confusion. "Papa probably just forgot to mention her in his stories. He didn't tell many stories about other people."

Emma smiled at Alice's words and looked at Killian with a raised eyebrow. "I can believe that."

Smiling sheepishly, Killian shrugged. "I've lived a long time, Love. Might as well tell my own stories."