Chapter 1

From the Depths of Hell I Stab at Thee

"Some honeymoon." Emma Swan thought to herself as she swept the darkness with her flashlight. The mines under Storybrooke, Maine seemed to go on forever. That was the reason that she was down there. As sheriff of the small town it was her job to keep the population safe. That meant making sure that the Black Fairy had not left any booby traps in town. It had been a week since Rumplestiltskin had killed her and Emma had faced off against Gideon in the final battle.

"Emma, there is an opening leading off to the right here that I'm going to check out." Regina Mills, mayor of Storybrooke, called out to her from behind. "It's not that big so it'll only take a few minutes." Emma heard her say a few yards behind her.

"Okay Regina." Emma told her without turning around."Just be careful and scream if you need me."

"I think I'll be fine savior." Regina replied sarcastically.

"I can feel you rolling your eyes Regina." Emma smirked. She heard Regina chuckle before she went into the opening.

Emma continued going straight ahead down the cramped corridor. She was happy that Regina agreed to partner with her to check the mine. She saw Killian frown a bit when Emma announced the pairings of the searchers. Her new husband had wanted to go with her into the mines but Emma sent him with her son Henry to check up and down the coast for anything that might be a trap. She told him that she was feeling a little nauseous today and really didn't want to get sick on Captain Hook's brand new ship the SwanCaptain (she hated that name).

If she was honest with herself though, she was feeling a little suffocated by Killian since everything had settled down. Maybe it was just the fact that everything had settled down since the battle. For so long she and everyone else had been running on adrenaline tackling life and death situations that seemed to go on and on. Now there was no threat on the horizon. No villain actively plotting against them. Now everyone could get on with their lives.

Secretly she admitted to herself that she never thought she would survive and get the chance. She put on a brave front in front of her family. But she didn't have the same blind faith that her parents, Snow White and Prince Charming, had that everything would be all right in the end. She hoped they would all make it out alive but Emma Swan considered herself a realist. The chance that she would survive the final battle in her mind was at best a fifty-fifty proposition. Also the fact that she kept seeing herself die in those visions didn't help her outlook on the future.

So she accepted Killian Jones' proposal and rushed into the wedding. He loved her so much and she loved him too. Maybe not as much as he did. Her brows knitted together under blonde strands of hair falling into her eyes. Deep down she knew that she definitely didn't love him as much as he did her. She guessed she just wasn't built that way. She didn't feel passionately about much normally. Her son Henry Mills being the exception. She just didn't get that passionate feeling of love most of the time. Not with Killian. But he made her feel safe and she cared for him. He was… comfortable, she admitted to herself. Safe. Passion got you into trouble. Passion got you hurt. Passion was scary. She felt passion with Neal and he left her. Then he died. Since then she didn't let herself feel that way about anyone else.

Well, that wasn't entirely true.

Emma pushed the thought out of her mind and shook her head as if that would bury it in her subconscious.

Something caught her eye up ahead. The shaft ended a few yards in front of her. But there was a door there. A very out of place looking door. It was a heavy looking wooden door.

It wasn't supposed to be here, she knew that for sure. The frame was ornately carved with images of knights and dragons, castles and horses. This was obviously from the Enchanted Forest. She looked behind it and saw that it stood at least six inches away from the wall. She was able to put her hand behind it. It was probably magical. Most likely left by the Black Fairy. Possibly a trap.

"Regina." Emma called over her shoulder. "I found something." She waited a moment to hear a response. Nothing. She turned and started to make her wake back to where she last saw the Mayor.

Just then she heard something that made her stop in her tracks and turn around. A muffled voice. She strained to hear it again.

"Mom!" it was Henry's voice!

"Henry!" Emma ran to the door and put her ear against it. "Henry are you in there?"

"Mom! Help!" his voice was coming from behind the door.

"Hang on Henry! I'm coming!" She reached for the handle and screamed over her shoulder. "Regina! Henry's in trouble!"

Emma threw the door open and saw a swirling black portal in front of her.

"What the Hell?" Emma muttered. Then the portal sucked her through the doorway and slammed shut. Then in an instant it disappeared.

Regina shone her flashlight on the ground in front of her following Emma's bootprints. "Emma?" She called out before her. "Did you call me? Emma?"

She came to the end of the corridor. That was where the tracks stopped.

"Emma?"