The loud clang of swords clashing rang in the air as Prince Charming fought off The Evil Queen's Guards. Although he had been quite the swordsman himself, four against one and a newborn in his arm, left him quite at the disadvantage. However the Prince had been determined, despite being heavily outmatched and wounded on his sword shoulder, nothing would stop him from reaching his goal.

The ring of metal against metal continued. He deflected and disarmed his pursuers as he inched his way closer to the nursery. He finally took down his last attacker with a swift blow to their abdomen; his sword fresh with blood, before quickly approaching the enchanted wardrobe. He had been skeptical of it use, but he had been left with no other alternative than to trust the Blue fairy on its usefulness. So with a pang in his heart, he placed little princess Emma into the wardrobe. There had been no time for a heart felt goodbye; he could hear more of the Queens guards closing in further. So he settled with a simple kiss on her forehead. He then went to close the door of the wardrobe, but something stopped him. He knew time was short, but one last glance. He needed to remember his little girls face. Her rosy cheeks and blue eyes. She had Snow's nose, this he thought, but he was soon interrupted by the growing of The footsteps.

He quickly slammed the door shut and prayed to the powers that may be that his little girl would be safe. He went to turn around but before he could he felt a sharp blow just below the beginning of his neck, followed by an audible crunch. He felt his body go limp as he fell back. Lying with his legs tucked out to his side, he watched in helplessness as the guards began thrashing the wardrobe. He felt a sudden rush of fatigue wash through his body. He had to keep his eyes open, he had to know for sure that his little girl was safe before he could die.

"It's empty" the last words he heard before he allowed himself to succumb to his fate. His eyes closed as a small smile appeared on his face. 'The queen hasn't won'.

Regina Mills awoke. Her mind clouded. The last thing she remembered had been her standing over Snow White, Whom held her dear beloved and dying Prince Charming in her arms, as the curse crumbled the walls and the world around them.

Her heart pounded at the memory, she was almost too scared to look around to see if she had succeeded. She slowly glanced left to right, only to see the once cobbled stone walls, replaced with decorative paper. Her brow raised 'this defiantly wasn't the Enchanted forest'. She pushed her blankets back as she slowly sat up taking in the full view of her new surroundings. She then swung her body over the edge of her bed, there she saw a glimpse of her new self in the mirror. Her hair, her hair now short. She ran her fingers through it, her grin growing in the process.

She then stood up from her bed once she regained her bearings. A whisper sat in the back of mind, one she couldn't quite describe. She shook her head, before heading over too her large, curtain drawn, bedroom window. Her eyes grew as wide window as she looked out towards the world she had created. In almost disbelief she declared "I did it" she took a shock step backwards "I finally won".

Walking the streets of her creation; still in half disbelief that she succeeded, Regina watched as the once inhabitants of the Enchanted Forest, interacted with their new surroundings. She watched as Geppetto fixed his sign "that should hold you"

And as she approached the diner, she witnessed the old Granny arguing with her granddaughter, Red. "When I put over easy on the Menu, I was talking about the eggs" the older lady quipped. Regina couldn't help but grin.

"Good morning Madame Mayor" She was then greeted by a glass wearing man with a dog on a leash. Both her brows raised.

"Good morning Crick" she stopped mid-sentence, almost forgetting the new identities "doctor Hopper" she corrected.

"Beautiful day, isn't it?" He said as he stopped opposite the footpath.

"Yes" Regina agreed. She felt victorious "yes it is"

However she still had one more person to check on. No other than Snow White herself.

Regina pushed passed the children of Mary Margarets class room until she was faced face to face with the very woman herself. "Ms Mills" she was greeted."what are you doing here?"

Regina cocked her head to the side "refresh my memory; how long have you been a teacher here?"

Mary Margaret felt dumbfounded "I uh.. I'm not sure, for as long as I can remember..."

Regina gave a small smile before offering "come with me" she had someone to show her dear step daughter.

The pair approached a glass room in the hospital "why are we in the hospital?" the younger woman asked.

"Tell me" said Regina, "do you know this man?" The mayor looked towards the lone man lying in bed, comatose and connected to many machines, before looking back to her step daughter, waiting for her reaction.

"No" the younger woman responded "why? Who is he?"

Regina had been more than happy to explain "he's a John Doe. Coma patient" she was more than aware of his true identity "no ones claimed him"

The younger woman shook her head, saddened for the gentleman "maybe someday he'll wake up. Maybe someone he loves will find him"

Regina looked back towards the ventilated patient "that would be nice for him" with a hidden grin she looked back towards Snow Whites Storybrooke persona and continued "but I wouldn't count on it" for as long as the curse remained intact, Regina knew that Snow White wouldn't be reunited with her Prince Charming. This she could guaranteed.

Day Two began and Regina found herself waking up in the same bed, however this time she hadn't been alone; she had been accompanied by Sherif Graham, her huntsman. She then proceeded to continue the day, although its events had been near exact as her previous day. Only to be the same the next day and the one after. She felt as if her life had been on repeat. She started to grow bored and could predict the next thing someone would say and do. That was until she met Owen. A small child from outside the curse. However it had been foolish to expect outsiders to adapt to the curse, and heartbreakingly she ended up letting the boy go. She regretted the fate of his father, but she had been left with little choice. But the child had managed to touch her heart in a way no one had done in such a long time. The rope chain he gave her would turn into something she'd keep for a very long time.

John Does eyes flick open. He's unable to move or form words; he panics. His eyes darting from left to right as his monitors begin to scream. His heart rate rises. He hears footsteps and voices in the distance, they become louder but no less clearer. His mind a haze. He can't feel anything. He wants to scream. He sees a face hovering over his, it's saying something, he just can't quite make it out. The screaming stops. His head pounding..

Regina sighed deeply as the day once again repeated itself. Geppetto fixes the sign. Granny argues with Red and Doctor Hopper greets Regina. Then suddenly it all changed. Regina's phone began to ring. She answered it. And her eyes widened in disbelief.

"He's.. he's awake?" She stutters.