Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time and I never will. But I do own Megan Swann and Charlene Davis and any other characters I make up.

Author's Note: As you'll see from this part of the Pilot, things are going to be different than what happened in the show. I won't tell you why as you'll have to read to find out ;) Anyway, enjoy the first part of the pilot! I hope you guys enjoy it! :D

Pilot, Part 1...

Snow (Megan)'s POV, Fairytale Flashback…

"I do."

As I heard these words coming from the love of my life, I snapped out of whatever trance I was in and remembered where I was at.

I was at my wedding. My wedding to Prince Charming, as I liked to call him instead of his real name.

I glanced beside me and saw my maid of honor, Charlene, who was my fiancé's little sister but she was also my best friend. I was lucky to have her, especially during a time of life where I needed someone. She was always there. No matter what and I loved her for it.

Returning my gaze to Charming, I smiled at him before mouthing softly, 'I love you.'

He returned the sentiment, his smile lighting up the room, making my smile widen even more. It was then that the Bishop spoke up but I kept my eyes on Charming's, unable to look away from his sky blue eyes that were so filled with love for me. Seeing it made me feel all warm inside from head to toe.

"And do you, Snow White, promise to take this man to be your husband, and love him for all eternity?" The Bishop recited, glancing over at me.

"No." Shocked gasps could be heard through the castle and Charming's smile fell. Then after a moment, I laughed, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Of course I do."

Now relived sighs could be heard, Charlene gave an amused giggle, and Charming shook his head at me, a smile upon his lips, used to my weird humor. The Bishop shook his head as well but in exasperation before he continued,

"I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Grinning widely, I cupped his face in my hands as he did mine and we leaned in for a kiss only to get interrupted by the sound of the castle door opening and slamming against the walls. All of us turned around to see who it was and to our horror, it was the Evil Queen Regina. I groaned internally at the sight of her. What was she doing here? Didn't she know it was rude to crash a wedding? As soon as that question crossed my mind, I snorted to myself. Like she really cared if she was being rude.

Regina smirked. "Sorry I'm late." She started to approach Charming and I, walking like she owned the place. Two of our guards tried to stop her but it was no use as she used her magic to push them away. You would think they would remember that she had magic…but these guards were stupid…no offense to them or anything.

"It's the Queen!" Doc, one of my dwarf friends, shouted fearfully. "Run!" As everyone went to do just that, I rolled my eyes as I grabbed Charming's sword from its shelf and pointed it at Regina, glaring at her.

"Don't run away, there's no point!" I told everyone loudly and everyone stopped moving. I straightened my back, keeping my eyes on the smirking face of Regina. "She is not the Queen anymore! I am! She's nothing more than an evil witch!" She just continued to smirk and I growled, taking a step forward, ready to swipe my husband's sword at her to get rid of that smirk. But before I could do just that, I felt Charming's hand on my arm and I glanced at him and his eyes stared into mine.

"No, no, no." He shook his head, giving my arm a squeeze. "Don't stoop to her level. There's no need."

I went to protest but I knew he was right. God, I hated that. I brought down the sword and he took it from me, pressing a quick kiss to the side of my head before turning towards Regina with a cold look in his eyes as he slid his free hand into mine.

"You're wasting your time," he told her. "You've already lost. And I will not let you ruin this wedding." 'It's kind of too late for that Charming.' I thought to myself. 'She did ruin our first kiss as husband and wife after all.'

Regina laughed. "Oh, I haven't come here to ruin anything. On the contrary, dear, I've come to give you a gift."

"We don't want anything especially something from you," I snapped, tightening my grip on my husband's hand.

"But you shall have it! My gift to you is this happy, happy day," Regina sneered as she moved around the room, looking around at anyone who would meet her gaze. "But tomorrow, my real work begins. You've made your vows, now I make mine. Soon, everything you love, everything all of you love, will be taken from you. Forever." I couldn't stop from heart from skipping a beat and the feeling of dread that came over me at this. "And out of your suffering, will rise my victory. I shall destroy your happiness, if it is the last thing I do." She turned around and headed towards the doors with her head held high.

Angry, Charming called after her, "Hey!" When she turned around, he threw the sword at her, but she dissipatedin a cloud of black smoke with a smirk on her face before it could hit her.

As the people we invited to the wedding nervously talked amongst and Charming hugged me to him, I stared at the spot where Regina once was, worried about what she said. What did she have planned?

I hugged my husband back and closed my eyes tightly, knowing whatever she had planned it wasn't going to be good.

Megan's POV, Present Time, Storybrooke…

My eyes slowly opened up and I found myself back in my bed, under my soft duvet covers, my head resting against my pillow. I lay there for a while, thinking about the dream that I had.

The dream felt so real, but I knew that it wasn't.

I wish it had been. I wished that I had someone who loved as much as this Prince Charming did. I couldn't remember what he looked like, but I knew that he was handsome. Someone who would never go for a plain school teacher like me.

Speaking of that. I needed to get ready.

I sat up in bed and ran a hand through my messy black hair. Eying the strands in my fingers, it wasn't as long as the Dream Me was, but it wasn't short either. It just went to my shoulders. I did wish that it was longer. All my hair seemed to do though was stay the same. It didn't grow at all. Something that I found completely strange.

I didn't think too much about it as I slowly got out of my soft bed, yawning. I slipped on my pink slippers that were beside my bed before heading in the direction of my bathroom to take a shower.

I took a short shower, and once I was done with it, I got dressed and put on a little bit of makeup.

Slipping on my black flats, I went to leave my apartment. I opened the door but I didn't leave as I looked back inside my empty home, unable to stop the familiar feeling of loneliness that washed over me as I looked around. The dream came to mind again, remembering all those people that were there for my wedding, and I wished that I had that many people in my life.

Unfortunately, I didn't.

I sighed and left my apartment, closing the door behind me.

Since I had an hour to kill before I had to go to work, I decided on getting my morning coffee at Granny's. I normally made my own coffee at my apartment but I didn't really feel like it today.

It didn't take that long to get there. Storybrooke was a rather small place. You could get anywhere just by walking there. Before I could step inside of the diner, the door opened and Mr. Gold stepped out. Cane and all.

I instantly moved out of his way, earning a glance from him, and I smiled a little nervously at him. Mr. Gold was rather intimating and it didn't help that he owned the entire town, so you had to be careful not to get on his bad side.

"Good morning, Mr. Gold," I greeted. He only gave me a nod before heading on his way. I watched after him for a moment before heading inside of the diner, the bell dinging signaling my arrival.

Ruby, Granny's granddaughter and basically the only waitress here (or there could have been another one but I never saw one), looked up from flirting with Sheriff Graham to smile at me. "Morning Meg," she said.

I smiled back at her. I considered Ruby one of my friends, definitely not a best friend, but I got along with her pretty well. Though she dressed provocatively and flirted with everyone in sight, she was really sweet and a very loyal friend.

"Morning Ruby," I said back. "How's your grandmother doing?" I asked because I knew that Granny had a heart attack a little while ago.

"She's doing fine." Ruby rolled her eyes, "Still being impossible."

"Oh…well I'm glad she's alright," I told her. She gave a nod of thanks, ending the conversation between us. I walked up to the counter as Granny came out of the kitchen and smiled when she saw me.

"Hello Miss Swann."

I forced myself not to make a face. I didn't really like people calling me by my last name, not that I hated my last name, but I liked it better when they called me Megan.

"Hey." I sat down on a stool as Granny went up to me, grabbing her pad of paper and a pen.

"What can I get you?" she asked, getting her pen poised at the paper.

"Just a coffee, please," I answered politely.

"Are you sure you don't want anything else?" Granny frowned, "No breakfast?"

I shook my head. "No, thanks. I'm not all that hungry."

"At least get some toast? You shouldn't miss breakfast. It is the most important meal of the day."

"Alright," I relented. "Toast sounds good." She nodded and wrote it down before going to make my coffee and toast.

Once I got my order and ate and drank it all, I placed my money on the counter and smiled at Granny. "Thanks for the toast and the coffee."

She smiled back at me. "You're welcome."

With that, I went to leave. Before I got to the door, I heard Ruby's voice.

"Bye Meg!"

I turned around to give her a smile and a wave. As I turned back around, I bumped into someone, or well someone bumped into me. I still apologized anyway and so did she, at the same time too.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry."

We then looked at each other and laughed at same time. After I stopped laughing, I really looked at the blonde woman I bumped into, who looked to be the same age as I was, and realized I had never seen her before

"No, I'm sorry, Megan, I should have made sure someone was leaving." She laughed.

When she said my name, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Do I know you?"

She shook her head. "Not really…but I've seen you around. I work at the same school as you." She held out her hand and smiled, "I'm Charlene."

At the sound of her name, for some reason, it sounded very familiar but that was impossible. I knew no one by that name. But it was so strange that she worked at the school because I had never seen her there. However, I didn't think about it much.

I smiled back at her and shook her hand. "Nice to meet you, Char." The nickname easily slipped out of my mouth without thinking about it.

"Nice finally meeting you." Charlene gave another laugh and my smile widened.

"Well, I need to get going," I said. "Maybe I'll see you around."

She winked. "You can count on it." With that, she went by me and went up to Ruby.

I watched her as she took the apron from her and put it around herself. I titled my head to the side.

'She works here too?' I thought. I stared at her for a couple minutes before I left Granny's to go to the school, ready for my long day at work.

Later during the day, I was teaching my art class. Most of the students were here today, except for Henry Mills. I didn't think much about it because I just figured Regina kept him home because he was sick or something.

In today's class, we were making bird houses. I looked at everyone's work as I walked through their desks, smiling at the sight of all the bird houses. I loved little kids. It was one of the reasons why I wanted to be a teacher. The kids I taught I thought of them as my own since I didn't have any children. Something that I didn't like. I always wanted to be a mother. But at the rate my life was going, I wasn't going to have any.

As I walked, I talked to my kids while holding a small blue bird on my finger. "As we build our bird houses, remember – what we're making is a home, not a cage," I told them. "This bird here is free…and will do whatever it wants to do…no matter what anyone else says…" I stopped at the open window and let the bird fly away, earning aws of amazement from the kids behind me, making me smile. The blue bird landed on a tree brand and chipped happily. I smiled at it for a moment before turning to my kids, "These birdhouses are for them and not for us. You know what the one thing I love about birds?" The kids shook their heads and I continued, "I love how loyal they are. If they know you love them and they love you, they will always find you…" The sound of Prince Charming's voice, saying that he will always find me, came over my head and my voice turned dazed as I said, "No matter where you are…" I snapped out of my daze when the school bell rang, signaling it was time for recess.

I shook my head. "Okay, uh, we'll pick this up out of recess," I told them. "And remember, no running!"

The kids began filling out of the classroom as Major Regina Mills - in all her glory - shoved them out of the way to get inside. This made me remember to part of my dream where the Evil Queen shoved those two guards with her powerful magic. I didn't know why Regina reminded me of this. Sure she was a bitch, but she wasn't evil. Regina wasn't alone, though.

A blonde woman was with her, trailing behind her slowly. I glanced at her, a familiar feeling coming over me. The same feeling I got when I met Charlene. And just like last time, I ignored it as I looked at Regina, who looked majorly pissed off.

"Miss Mills," I finally spoke, confusion in my voice. "What are you doing here?"

"Where's my son?" she demanded, putting her hands on her hips.

I was still confused. "What do you mean? I thought he was at home sick with you."

Regina rolled her eyes at me, and a spark of annoyance came over me. "You'd think I'd be here if he was?" I didn't reply since I knew this was a rhetorical question. "Did you give him your credit card so he could find her?" She stared pointedly at the blonde woman behind her, making me glance at her again.

"Who is she?" I asked Regina, but it was the blonde who answered or at least she tried to.

"I'm his…his…"

"The woman who gave him up for adoption." Regina cut the woman off rather rudely.

"Um…okay…?" I made it sound like a question, more confusion in my voice.

It made the woman speak up, staring at me. "You don't know anything about this do you?"

"No I had no idea." I shook my head as I went to my purse and took my wallet out of it. Looking through it, I didn't see my credit card anywhere. I stifled a laugh, remembering when I caught Henry looking through my purse. Said he was looking for a pen. I shook my head again with a small, fond smile on my face. "Smart kid…I knew that I shouldn't have given him that book…"

"What the hell is this book I keep hearing about?!" Regina snapped. She sounded frustrated, but I didn't really know why.

"It's just a book of stories I gave him," I told her. "It's no big deal. He needed it." Then my voice turned as cold as ice as I stared Regina down, a look of surprise coming on her face, "Someone – at least – needs to think about his needs first."

Regina's eyes narrowed at that comment and she looked like she wanted to retort that statement but she didn't. Instead, she said,

"What he needs is a dose of reality. This is a waste of time." She gave me a sneer as she turned to leave, knocking a stack of books on purpose. "Have a nice trip back to Boston." She said to the woman on the way out.

I stared after her as she left the classroom, muttering to myself as I went to pick up the books, "Bitch." I started picking up the books and as I reached for the last book, a hand had already grabbed it.

Looking up, I saw that it was the blonde woman and she was kneeling down in front of me, helping me with the picking up the books. Our eyes met. The first thing I noticed about her eyes was that they were the same exact color as Prince Charming's eyes. Those beautiful sky blue eyes.

"Thanks," I told her, taking the book from her. I stood up, my arms holding onto the books.

"Sorry for bothering you."

I waved her off with a shake of my head. "It's fine. It was recess anyway." I gave her a soft smile as I left the classroom with the woman following behind me.

"How's the book supposed to help?" I heard her ask, causing me to stop walking. I stood there for a moment before turning to face her.

"Tell me, what do you think stories are for?" She didn't respond and I went on, "These stories are classics. There's a reason why we all know them. They're a way of dealing with our world. A world that's crazy and unpredictable, a world that doesn't make sense." I gave a sad sigh, "Henry hasn't had the easiest life."

"Yeah, she's kind of a hardass."

I snorted. "More like a cold hearted bitch." I ignored the look of surprise on the woman's face and went on, "But it's not just that. He's like any adopted kid. He wrestles with the question every adopted kid wants to know – why would anyone give me away?" A moment after I said that, I knew I had said the wrong thing especially with the flinch the woman gave. I winced in response as I whirled around to look at her, forcing myself not to smack myself in the forehead. "Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it sound like I was judging you or anything. I mean, I don't even know you, so I have no right to judge you…" I would have went on if the woman didn't interrupt me.

"It's okay."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay good…and besides…" The next thing I said was said softly, "I'm sure you only did it to give him his best chance…" I knew I surprised her again by the look on her face, but I changed the subject, "The reason why I gave Henry that book was because I wanted him to have the most important thing anyone can have and that's hope. Believing in even the possibility of having a happy ending is a very powerful thing."

The woman stared at me for a moment. "You know where he is, don't you."

"No." I shook my head before giving her a small grin, "But I have a pretty good idea…you might want to check his castle." I told her where it was and just as she was about to leave, I remembered that I didn't even know her name.

"What's your name?" I asked her before she took one step.

"Emma."

With that, she left and I stared after her, my eyes gazing over. "Emma…" I repeated in a murmur. As soon as her name left my mouth, I saw a small flash of me holding a baby, wrapped in a blanket that had the name, 'Emma,' stitched on it.

Once the flash went away, I quickly shook my head.

What the hell was that? Today was very strange and it was starting to give me a headache.

Since I had nothing to do until class started again, I decided to go to the teacher's lounge to get some Aspirin and something to drink.

TBC...

In...

Pilot, Part 2...

The next part will be the last and sorry in advance for the length of that one. It's going to be considerably shorter than this one. Also, the scenes that I skipped over all happened. Anyway that's all I have to say. Please leave reviews and tell me what you guys thought! Until next time on EA! :D