Chapter One

Brown eyes surveyed the scene before them, curiosity and suspicion fought a battle inside her as she watched Henry's Grandfather steal through the giant library. At least she thought it was Henry's Grandfather, Mr Gold, it had been so long since Lena had seen him, she wasn't sure. Her parents weren't that keen on having him around, he was trouble Mom had said. As he rounded one of the hundreds of shelves that lined the schools vast library, Lena saw him pause and turn around, checking to make sure he was not being followed, but missing the brown eyes which carefully studied his features. It was Mr. Gold. What on earth could he possibly be doing here at her school? Hogwarts was no place for him. As quickly and as quietly as she could, she closed her book and set out after him. Carefully manoeuvring around the library until she caught sight of him again, heading into the restricted section of the library towards the back. 'How odd she' thought, 'what is he up to?'

Gold stood at the back wall studying the artefacts that lay before him. 'Trophies' of the Great Wizarding War were dotted along it, his gaze finally fell on what he had came in search of. The fabled time turner, he would finally get his happy ending, with some slight tinkering of course. 'Try stopping me now Saviour' he said with an eerie chuckle before disappearing in a cloud of red smoke.

Lena stood transfixed, Ma was the Saviour, shaking herself from her stupor, she raced back through the castle but before reaching the common room she suddenly halted, unable to walk any further. Her legs gave way and as she looked towards her feet try to find the source of her discomfort she saw the tell tale purple cloud snake its way up her legs completely engulfing her. When Lena awoke she found herself in the hospital wing, Professor Granger, Im, I need to get back, I need to get to my phone, my, my...'

'Shhh child, rest, rest,' Hermoine stood and walked towards the mediwitch on duty. 'Cissa, have you any idea who that child is?'

Narcissa stared hard at the girl but for the life of her she did not remember seeing her before. 'None Professor, I have never seen this girl before are you sure she is a student here, I understand she is in Slytherin clothing but as you know I am their House Head,' Narcissa turned her concerned gaze back towards the professor, 'Hermoine she is not one of mine. I know all my 3rd years.'

Lena listened attentively to the older witches conversing, neither of them knew her, she gasped, what has happened. Merlin's beard she thought, I have gone mad. I have to speak to my parents. She rose from the bed, quietly making her way out of the wing towards the dungeons, muttering the password, she waited impatiently for it to open then hurried inside. Grabbing her phone she quickly dialed home. She sat on the edge of her bed, knee jumping as she waited for one of her parents to pick up the phone.

'Hello?'

'Mom' she breathed, releasing a breath she had unknowingly held, 'mom you need to get...'

'My dear Im afraid you have the wrong number. This is Mayor Mills.'

'Mom, its me its Lena.'

'I'm sorry dear, I don't know any Lena.'

Lena heard the line click as her mother hung up on her. She racked her brain, thinking hard about what could have happened, then it hit her, like a freight train. She buried her head in her hands, Gold had meddled with the past, erasing her. Oh Gods, she panicked what if he hurt Ma. Slowly the tears started to fall. What would she do now.

Slowly she straightened her back, dried her eyes and allowed her resolve to set in. If only her brother was here, he could help. Alas, Operation, would have to take place with help from either her parents or her brother. Lena packed essentials. She would have to travel home firstly and figure out when exactly Gold had returned to the past and what he had messed with. Storybrooke would hold the answers. She stopped by the library on her way out, grabbing the book she requires. Once outside the castle grounds she apparates home.

108 Mifflin Street looks its usual self. Immediately she notices her Mothers merc, but no sign of her Ma's bug. Strange, she's usually home by now. She was about to make her way round the back of the mansion. 'Its not like you can walk through the front door now is it Lena, imagine moms face, she'd fireball you.' She laughed at the idea before the sadness sunk back in. It was a stark reality now.

However she thought how best to get answers than directly from the source.

She walked to the front door and knocked. Time to play the poor orphan act she thought.

'Now, who on earth could that be,' Regina pondered aloud.

Opening the door, she was meet by a young girl not more than 13. Chocolate brown eyes brimming with tears gazed back at her.

'Hello dear, can I help you?'

'May..M...Mayor Mills, Im hoping you can help. I, I lost my parents, I need magic to find them an..and..and your the most powerful witch in all the realms. Oh please, please wont you help me.' Lena let the tears fall, allowing the real ones to mix with the fake. It was taking all of her resolve to not crush her mother in a bear hug, allowing her to be enveloped in those loving arms, while the hurt and confusion of the last few hours washed away.

Regina cocked her head slightly, the familiarity in this girls eyes was unnerving, she felt an overwhelming urge to help in anyway she could.