Regina stared at the little girl in front of her eyes. There was no doubt that this child was Snow White. Her eyes, her hair, her smile said it all. But how could this have happened? She had asked her child back. Snow White was not her child. She never was. Henry was her only child. He's the one she wanted... why she had received a miniature version of Snow White, her greatest enemy? That made no sense.
"You're not my daughter." Regina said quickly, remembering the child's words. Little Snow frowned, wrinkling her little nose with a face of disgust. And Regina frowned to see more of adult Snow in this child.
"My Mommy went to heaven. And my Daddy, too. Why I'm not your daughter?" She moved her head in confusion. Regina snorted and looked around, trying to see if anyone was in sight. When no one was, she took Snow's arm and led her into the house, closing the door behind her. "This is your house, Mama?" The little girl asked, looking in amazement at the great house. This was nothing like her palace, but no doubt, it was a beautiful place to live with her new Mama.
But Regina was oblivious to any thought of little Snow. She had turned to go find her phone, but to hear that word come from the lips of this girl, she froze in place.
Mama.
She hadn't heard that word in years. When Henry turned six, he began to call her Mom. She couldn't help but smile as she recalled the tiny voice of her son screaming for his mama. Sometimes he cried for her with enthusiasm, and sometimes in fear, hoping that she could reassure him. And so she always did.
But Henry wasn't there. It wasn't her son who had said that word. Remembering who was behind her, Regina took a fist to her eyes and wiped her eyes before any tears could leave them to remember her beautiful son. But now she had a big problem. And it was a little girl claiming to be her daughter, and even worse, claiming to be Snow White.
"I'm not your Mama." She said, her voice hard and cold. There was no way she wanted to be the mom of that child. She wanted nothing to do with Snow White, why would she want to be on top of that, her Mama? It was crazy. But crazier was having little Snow behind her. The girl was even smaller than when she met her.
Regina took the phone and turned to look at the girl, as she began to dial the numbers. But she looked up at the child, and she immediately stopped her movement, rethinking everything that was happening.
"It's alright; I won't call you Mama. Not until you want." Snow smiled crookedly, hopefully. "Can I call you Gina?"
"My name is Regina." She said with her cold, hard voice again. But this time, she forwned watching the big eyes of the girl. Her green eyes suddenly became sad, and she lowered her gaze to her small hands, nodding.
"I'm going to call you Regina, then."
Regina turned her gaze to the phone, and turned her gaze to the girl. This was her chance to kill her. But what if this little Snow was here, and outside was the real Snow? It would be all in vain. And somehow or another, Henry would never forgive her kill his grandmother... old or young.
She sighed, staring intently at the little girl. She hadn't had the courage to kill her for many years, when she'd raised her all these years, seeing her go from girl to woman. She could've killed her, but she couldn't. She was a little girl. And this child... this child was even younger. She couldn't kill her. No matter how evil she was.
"What is that?" The shrilling voice of Snow returned Regina to reality. She blinked and looked at the little girl, who was looking curiously at the watchman who was on a small table.
"Be still!" Regina raised her voice, taking one of her arms and pointing her to a small couch. Snow sat there somewhat confused and put her hands on her sides, looking curiously at Regina. "Just stay there, and don't move." She said before turning around and redial numbers previously had in mind. After seconds, she put the phone to her ear and waited.
"Yeah?"
"Miss Swan? I have a big problem." Regina said quickly, turning to look back at the girl. Snow didn't have her eyes on her; she just looked around the room curiously.
"You do?! I can't now, Regina." Regina felt the desperation in her voice. Perhaps this Snow she had before her eyes... maybe she was really Emma's mother, too. Or more specifically, maybe she was Mary Margaret, too.
"It's about your mother? You better come here and see the problem I have." She said quietly.
"What? How do you know?" There was a brief silence before Emma's voice resonated in her ear. "What have you done?!"
And this time, she couldn't say she hadn't done anything. She made a wish. But this wasn't her wish, at all. "Just come to my house." Regina could prevent that she'd hear Emma's scream again, so she added. "She's alive. Just come here, now!" And she hung up.
"Regina?" She looked down at the little girl, who now looked uncomfortable. "You have something to eat, please? I'm starving."
"No, just stay there." She said quickly, leaving the phone in place and sitting in another couch, completely away from the girl.
"Why are you angry?" Little Snow asked innocently with her frown. "Why can't we play, or go for a walk in the garden, as usual?"
Without even wanting to feel it, Regina felt a small, minimal, guilt. Perhaps the last thing Snow remembered were her days in the palace, before she turned evil. They always went for walks in the garden, or sometimes she would play with her. Or in general, Snow always spent time with her. Even when she turned... evil, and Snow was a teenager princess, she was always attached to her.
Maybe it was a little confusing for this little Snow she was reacting that way. But what could she do? All Regina wanted was for Emma and her father to arrive fast to remove that child from her sight so they'd solve that problem. They should get Mary Margaret back to normal, and everything would be okay again. And certainly, she wouldn't make a wish again.
"What's the last thing you remember?" Regina asked, wanting to remove any doubt of her. Snow moved her head slightly and looked away, trying to remember.
"I – I don't remember much." Snow frowned in utter confusion, looking away. "I remember... my Mommy went to heaven. And my Daddy too. But..." And she turned her gaze to the woman in front of her, forming a big smile. "But I do have you."
The brunette frowned slightly to see the face of happiness of that girl to just look at her. There was something different in her green eyes. There was something she hadn't seen in years. If she could say exactly, she'd say that the last time she saw that look was the day before she sent the Huntsman to kill her.
It was... love? This child had love for her? She remembered her parents. They were dead. And she remembered her. She was the only family this child had by now. But... but maybe if she saw Emma and her husband, she would be back to herself. And everything would be solved.
The doorbell rang, startling Snow and looking at Regina all scared. "What was that?"
"Stay here." Regina said, getting up quickly and heading towards the door. She took a breath before taking the knob and opening the door, finding Emma and David.
"Where's she? What have you done to her?" David didn't even let her talk that he entered in her house, looking in every direction.
"She's fine." Regina said letting Emma entered to close the door. She opened her mouth to continue, but Emma quickly turned to face her.
"Where is she? Why is she here?"
"I don't know why she's here, but she's not really herself." Regina tried to explain. But David's face, and Emma's... they were desperate, and angry. She should get Snow before they could accuse her of something she didn't commit. "Snow, come here!" She raised her voice a little so that the girl could hear her.
A few seconds later, little Snow came running to them. But she froze when she saw two strangers beside her stepmother. The girl could see their faces becoming completely surprised. And she turned her gaze to Regina, confused.
"This child is Snow." Regina said.
If the situation hadn't been serious, she would have laughed of their faces. They were totally baffled. Maybe just like her when this child appeared at her door. And Emma was the first to find her voice again.
"Mary – Margaret?" Emma modulated totally confused. Snow frowned and stepped back to see the gaze of the blonde woman on her.
"I'm Snow White. Who are you?"
Emma blinked even more surprised, and Regina could see the pain in her eyes. "You don't know who I am?" Snow just shook her head.
"What the hell did you do to her?!" David yelled, startling everyone in the room. He went completely mad to Regina, but Emma quickly grabbed his arm, and Snow, to be afraid of him and what he could do to her stepmother, ran to her side, clinging to her legs. And this act froze all of them.
Emma and David looked at the little girl clinging to Regina's legs, looking at them absolutely terrified. And Regina lowered her gaze to the little girl, who was clinging to her as if her life depended on her. But she couldn't let Snow feared them, that way, she wouldn't ever go with them.
"You shouldn't fear them. They know you." That was the first thing that came to Regina's mind, trying to be warm for this girl who was really her enemy.
"But I don't know them," Snow said with another voice. Regina turned her head slightly to have a better look of the girl. She'd recognized that voice, the same voice Snow had when she was about to begin to cry, as Henry always did. And indeed, Snow had tears in her eyes.
"Okay, okay..." Emma said, almost whispering, stepping forward knowing that her father wouldn't do anything against Regina while Snow was clinging to her. But Snow seeing the blond woman approaching, she couldn't do more than hold on to her stepmother. "Hey, I'm not going to hurt you." Emma said, kneeling in front of the girl, smiling and trying to give confidence to her. "I know you're Snow. You are a princess, right?"
"I am." Snow said quickly, feeling some pride in saying that she was a princess. Her parents and Regina always told her that she was a beautiful princess.
"I know." Emma said, letting out a small sigh. She raised her eyes for a second to Regina, and lowered her gaze to Snow again. "What do you remember, Snow?"
"My Mommy. My Daddy. And Regina." She said quietly, and still somewhat confused to why two people were asking that already.
"Well... my name's Emma."
"Emma?" Emma nodded with a smile, hoping that her mother could remember her. "I like that name." Snow finally said, still without letting go of Regina's legs.
"Why don't you go with Emma, Snow?" Regina took Snow's small arms and began to move her away from her, trying to get away from the girl. "You have to go with them."
"No, he tried to hurt you!" Snow accused David with her little finger, totally mad. Emma shook her head quickly.
"He's not evil, don't worry. We... we are your family." Snow frowned and shook her head, moving away from Emma and moving closer to Regina.
"No, you're not. I don't know you. My parents are not here, and my new Mama it's Regina. Not you."
"No, she's certainly not." Regina couldn't help commenting, earning the cold eye of Emma. But the blonde sighed and turned her eyes to the little girl again.
"Snow, I know this is hard, but you have to come with us." She reached out to her with a small smile. "We have to go see a man who's going to help you remember who we are."
"I don't want to go with you." Snow raised her voice, shaking her head and starting to feel more tears in her eyes. "I want to stay with my Mama!"
Regina sighed and rolled her eyes, unable to contain her anger to hear that word again from that girl. "I'm not your Mama!" She said letting out her anger, causing Snow to startle.
"Don't yell at her." Emma angrily said, standing on her feet. Regina threw her a cold look and turned her gaze to the little girl; she now had tears on her cheeks, and was beginning to sob.
"Emma, we have to take her now." David said, his voice calmer now. Emma nodded slightly without removing her eyes from Snow.
"Snow... please, come with us." Emma tried to say calmly, but Snow shook her head moving away from her. "I'm sorry, but I have to do this." She said totally embarrassed before getting closer to the little girl and taking her in her arms, lifting her off the ground. But Snow immediately began yelling and kicking, trying to get away from Emma's grip. "Snow, I will not hurt you!"
"No, Regina, Gina!" Snow started screaming trying to get rid of Emma. But Regina didn't move from her place, and Snow keep kicking and screaming. "No, no, please... I'm going to behave! Let me go, let me go!"
Emma couldn't stand her desperate cries. It was like a little girl asking for her Mommy to rescue her. She couldn't help but remember that she was in the same situation once, except that she didn't have her Mommy lose. And she couldn't let her mother – or this child – suffer that way. In the moment that Emma left Snow on the floor, she ran into Regina's arms, clinging to her legs again.
"Please, I'm not going to make you angry anymore. I will behave. I'll be a good girl. Don't let them take me away from you."
Those words shattered Emma's heart, as David's. And incredibly, these words touched Regina's heart. At that moment, she could only see a little girl asking not to be separated from her mother. That little girl really loved her. She was crying, screaming for her.
Incredibly, Regina couldn't resist that.
"Okay. I'm going to Gold with all of you." Regina said, looking at Emma and David, trying to seek their approval.
But there was nothing else to say. They needed to go to Gold with Snow, and there was no way that Snow could be separated from Regina. And there was something that the three of them wished at that moment; that Gold could fix this, because everything would become more difficult if it weren't so.
Here is the second part. Glad you liked the idea! Let me know what you think about this. Thank you very much for your reviews, I love reading what you think about this. :) And please, more R&R?