Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time or any of the characters. I'm new to this particular fandom – CuriousArcher, MadArcher, whatever you want to call it. I mean, how hard was it to not love Robin and Alice? They're totally adorable! Thanks OUaT!

Chapter 1

It had finally happened.

The awful Dark Curse had been broken and the evil witch, Gothel, had been defeated.

It had been a busy day.

Now, more people than ever from Hyperion Heights were gathered at Roni's Bar to celebrate having their memories back and reuniting with loved ones and friends that they had been separated from for so long.

After making a quick stop at Sabine's food truck for beignets, Margot and Tilly had joined them.

Or was it Alice and Robin, now, since they had all of their memories back?

Except that wasn't all the memories they had now, was it? Alice could remember being Tilly and Tilly remembered being Alice, of course, since they were the same person. Except they weren't, were they? How could one person have the memories of two in the same head?

If she hadn't already been a little crazy before this, Tilly thought she could certainly go mad now.

Did Margot - Robin! - feel the same way?

They hadn't really talked that much since being reunited when the curse broke. Tilly hadn't quite known what to say and Robin had always seemed to know just how to deal with Alice's mood swings. The problem was, Tilly wanted to talk to her. She had so much to say! It was just that at this very moment, she hadn't any clue how to even begin. So instead, they walked to Roni's Bar, side-by-side, in contemplative silence.

Inside the bar, they found Roni - Regina! - and Henry, and Lucy, and Jacinda all with drinks, ready to celebrate. Or was it Henry and Lucy and Ella? And how was she to know what to call people now? Would they want to be called by their real names or had they all been cursed so long that their cursed names were who they really were now?

It was all so confusing!

There wasn't time for confusion, though. The beignets were met with happy enthusiasm by the mob in the bar and Tilly was happy that she and Margot had sampled them while she was making them in the truck. They were gone before she knew it. That was alright, though, because there was loads of other food and plenty to drink. It was a celebration, after all. Margot got them drinks and Tilly filled some paper plates with their favourite edibles, then they found an empty table at the back of the bar, in a relatively quiet area, and sat down.

It was a small table, but Margot scooted her chair around it so she could be as close to Tilly as possible. Her leg brushed Tilly's under the table in a very reassuring manner. The blue-eyed blonde sighed and slumped back in her chair, trying to relax. Her eyes closed and she started trying to get her thoughts in order, so that when she did decide to talk, it wasn't all gibberish. That could happen when her mind was as jumbled as it was, and although Alice knew that Robin wouldn't mind, Tilly was still sort of trying not to scare Margot away.

Warm, soft fingers curled around her own where she'd set her hand on the table and she opened her eyes to find Margot gazing worriedly at her. Those oh-so-lovely green eyes that sparkled every bit like the emeralds they resembled made Tilly's heart do a little dance in her chest. Just like the first time Robin had looked at her and had really seen her. The warm familiarity of the woman's skin against her own went miles towards helping her calm down, just like it always did.

"I'm okay," Tilly assured her, giving her a real smile.

"You sure? You don't have to be, you know. I'm still reeling a little." Margot smiled back, her eyes lighting up as she did. Tilly turned her hand over and their fingers wove together automatically.

"You are?"

"Well yeah." Margot's thumb rubbed gentle circles on the back of Tilly's hand. That did even more to help the other woman relax. It was another familiar gesture of comfort that she'd been the recipient of before. Impulsively, Tilly leaned in and pressed her lips to Margot's.

It wasn't a long kiss, as those things go, but when they pulled back, Tilly saw colour high in Margot's cheeks and felt her own breath coming harder than normal.

"What was that for?" Margot asked her, a little breathless herself. She picked up her drink and took a sip, but she didn't take her eyes off of Tilly. Robin had looked at her like that, sometimes - like she was the best thing in the whole world.

Tilly shrugged. "'Cuz I wanted to. 'Cuz I can, now." That was the whole truth. As Margot and Tilly, the blonde had wanted to kiss Margot so many times, but she hadn't really been sure if Margot wanted to kiss her. Alice knew that Robin enjoyed kissing her as much as she did the other woman.

"Yeah. We can, can't we?" Margot sounded a little surprised and relieved. She took another sip of her drink. "It's so weird, isn't it? I feel like I'm two different people inside one body."

Tilly brightened. "Exactly! I mean, I know that I'm Alice, but I remember being Tilly, too."

"Right? It's almost like Robin seems like a dream and Margot is who I am, but I know that's not true." Margot said. "I am Robin. Aren't I?"

Tilly grimaced. She wished she could answer that question for her love, wished that she could put her mind at ease the way that just being near Margot/Robin did for her most of the time. She thought about Margot's question, though, and finally said, "I think that we get to be whoever we want, whoever we feel like the most, right now. Later, if you feel like you're more Robin than Margot, you can be her, because she's you, too."

Margot smiled at her again and it warmed Tilly from the top of her head all the way down to her toes because she knew she'd given her love the kind of answer she needed.

"You always know just the right thing to say, don't you?" Margot asked her. Tilly just giggled and looked out across the bar at the people standing and sitting around. Some were talking quite animatedly, while others sat in solitary contemplation, nursing a drink.

"D'ya think it's the same for everyone?" Tilly wondered.

Margot followed Tilly's gaze, but stopped when it got to the small, happily laughing group of her Aunt, Henry, and his family. "Maybe not for everyone." She said. And then she froze. "Oh hell!"

"What's wrong?" Tilly sat up straighter, suddenly alert.

"No. Nothing's wrong," Margot hurried to assure her, "I just realized that I should probably call my mom."

"Oh!" Tilly sat back in her chair again, relaxing. "Do you think she knows the curse is broken, all the way in San Francisco?"

Margot dug around in her pockets for a moment before pulling out her phone. As she turned on the screen, she saw that she'd missed about 10 calls from from her mother. Sighing and rolling her eyes, she said in long suffering tones, "I think she knows." Then she hit the callback button on her screen and put it to her ear.

Tilly was torn between wanting to be there for her love and wanting to give her some space to talk to her mother. Margot made that decision for her, gripping her hand tighter and leaning against her for support.

The other end of the phone was answered right away, though Tilly couldn't hear what Margot's mother was saying. She just got Margot's end of things.

"Mom, calm down, I'm okay. Yes, really." Pause. "I'm at the bar." Another pause, this one longer. "I'm sorry I didn't call right away - things were a little tense for a while. Hasn't Ro - er, Regina talked to you? She hasn't? Oh. Maybe she lost her phone?" Another pause and this time Margot rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Okay, Mom, I'll tell her when I see her. She's with Henry and Lucy, and Jacinda - Ella, I mean. Yeah, they're all okay, too. Mom, Gothel's gone." She smiled at Tilly and the grip she had loosened. "Yes. It was Tilly. Alice. She's okay, too, Mom, she's right here. What? Uh, I guess so…" Margot pulled the phone away from her ear and held it out to Tilly. "She wants to talk to you."

Tilly was taken aback. "Me? Why me?"

"I dunno. You don't have to, if you don't want to." Margot told her gently. "She's sort of nosy, if you remember."

Tilly wasn't sure she wanted to talk to Margot's mother, but she gamely reached out and took the phone, putting it up to her ear.

"Hullo?"

"Oh Alice it's so wonderful to hear your voice, my dear!" Kelly West gushed into her ear. For some reason, it made her feel a little better to know that there was at least one other person besides Papa and Margot who was happy to know she existed.

"Thank you," she replied, smiling.

"I'm so glad that you're alright and that you and my Robin are together again - as you should be. I was so happy to see that you two had found each other." Tilly's smile grew wider. "Now, I want you to tell me the truth - is Gothel really gone? Are you truly safe?" The last bit was in a tone as light as before, but there was an edge to Kelly's voice on the last words.

Tilly hesitated, unsure of how to answer that. "We... I. I turned her into a tree." She finally said. She hadn't really taken much time out to think about just what she'd done. First, there'd been her papa to worry about, then beignets, and now, just spending time with Margot. Robin. Whoever.

"You turned her into a tree?" Kelly asked, very slowly, sounding impressed. "You used magic to turn her into a tree?"

"I did."

"Well." And from that word, Tilly could hear more satisfaction in Kelly's voice than she ever had before. "It serves her right, dreadful old witch. Well, done, my dear. Well done, indeed."

For some reason that Tilly couldn't understand, tears sprang to her eyes at the praise. "Thank you," she said, her voice as tightly controlled as she could manage it. Margot looked at her intensely, worry and irritation radiating from her in equal parts.

"No, sweetheart, thank you." Kelly said. "May I speak with my daughter?"

Without another word, Tilly gave the phone back to Margot, then turned and buried her blurry eyes in the other woman's shoulder, taking comfort from her once more.

"Mom, what did you say to her?" Margot demanded. She let go of Tilly's hand and moved her whole arm to wrap it around the blonde's shoulders, pulling her closer. She paused and listened to her mother speak before she said, "Oh. We haven't really had time to talk about it, yet. I think she's still processing. Her magic is sort of new -ish." She paused again and then she smiled, blushing. "Mo - om! I am so not having that conversation with you right now. Just… No, okay? I know, Mom. I love you, too. Bye."

She ended the call and set her phone down on the table, next to her still full plate. She turned in her chair and put her other arm around Tilly's waist. She ran fingers soothingly through softly curling blonde locks while murmuring softly next to Tilly's ear.

Tilly didn't cry. She couldn't. Tears didn't seem like enough to her. She was feeling all of these strange, new things - not only as Alice would feel them, but as Tilly would as well. How could she possibly be so happy that Margot's mother approved of her actions towards Gothel when Alice was still not sure if she'd done the right thing. Would it be easier if Gothel hadn't been her own mother? Then again, neither Tilly or Alice had ever known Gothel as anything other than a powerful, dangerous, and evil witch. Mother or no, evil was meant to be destroyed - or at least neutralized in some way.

Still… Plenty of other bad people had turned their life around - maybe Gothel had deserved a second chance, too. It didn't matter, though, since she was a tree, now.

After a few long minutes, Tilly lifted her head from Margot's shoulder. She swiped at her dry eyes and eased back a little, still within her love's embrace. The expression of concern and love that Margot directed at her made her feel a little better.

"Back to the original topic," Margot said, gently. "Are you okay?"

Tilly pulled in a breath, held it, then let it out. "I don't know." She finally replied, truthfully.

Margot's hand slid from playing with Tilly's hair up to her neck, cupping the back of her skull and kneading with the tips of her fingers. Tilly closed her eyes and leaned into the touch. She took several more deep, calming breaths. Then she reached up and tugged Margot's hand away from the back of her head and brought it around until it cupped her cheek. More warmth flowed through her from the familiarity of the touch. She turned her head and pressed her lips against Margot's pulse in her wrist.

"I don't know a lot, right now," Margot began, her voice thick with emotion, her eyes shiny and a little blurred, "but the one thing I'm perfectly sure of is that I love you and there's nowhere I'd rather be than wherever you are."

Tilly kissed Margot's wrist again. "I don't ever want to be without you, again." She confirmed.

"Never." Margot agreed. "Hey, do you maybe want to go someplace a little more private?"

Tilly nodded slowly. "I think that'd be good, yeah."

Margot smiled brightly at her. "Wait here for just a minute, 'kay? I'll be right back."

Author's Note: So to any of you still looking for more of my Rizzoli and Isle story, I can tell, it's coming. At some point. My life got a little too complicated too fast and I let it fall by the wayside. Totally my bad! But, on the upside, just as my life started to level out again, I decided to finish watching OUaT on Netflix. And to my surprise, I discovered the utter cuteness that is Robin Hood and Alice Jones! At any rate, since the show didn't get anymore seasons, we all have to make up what comes next. I hope that I do a good job with this story. Enjoy and please, please, please review, even if it's just to tell me it sucks. Honestly.