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Emma's legs were weak as she tried to stand up, she could barely stay up and she stumbled, hands shaking and her breath coming long and detached. Grabbing her phone from her pocket, she tried to call Mary Margaret, but it didn't even ring. Checking the screen she saw that there wasn't any reception. Stupid damn phone decides not to work when I need it most, she thought, well I might as well wander around... see if I can find anything. Though truthfully she didn't really know what she was hoping to find. Storybrooke? The station? Mary Margaret's apartment? No, where ever she is at the moment, it wasn't a dream, the only problem is she has no idea how she got here when the last thing she remembers was holding Graham in her arms, trying to get him back to her.

So, she went off into the woods, slowly jogging, looking around for any sign of buildings or roads and after what had seemed forever, she finally stumbled across a dirt road, but sadly she didn't recognise it. Hands on her knees Emma heard a faint clopping sound, over and over again, and there was something else… a slight jingling? It sounded like metal on metal, and it was fast approaching and was coming right at her. Suddenly a group of men on horses rounded the sharp corner of the dirt road, all dressed in what seemed to be armour with swords and shields, a emblem gleaming off them. She just stood there staring like an idiot jaw dropped and mind reeling.

"You!" She heard one of them shout, "Who are you, what is your purpose here?"

"I-I ah. I got lost." She answered, still dumbstruck about their fashion and the horses.

"Which direction did you come from?" She heard another one ask, so she gestured behind her, where broken twigs and leaves clearly marked the way she had come.

The men looked at each other incredulously, and the man who seemed to be their leader exclaimed, "Seize her!" and suddenly she was surrounded by the men dressed as knights and before she could even realise what was happening she was bound and thrown into a small carriage that she hadn't noticed till now, hands tied together and a gag shoved in her mouth. She struggled, realising she was being kidnapped, there was a sharp scrape of metal on metal and suddenly everything went black.

Her head was pounding even worse then her last hangover, and her muscles felt stiff and cramped from being in the same position for a long time. The carriage that she had been not too kindly shoved into jutting up and down with the rocks on the dirt road. Her eyes felt stuck together and it took a few attempts to open them fully. There was little sunlight but once her eyes were adjusted she scanned the small cell, looking for any items that could help her escape, but there was nothing, so she listened as carefully as she could to the 'knights' hoping to get some knowledge of where she was going, or in fact where she was. But all she heard was the nickering of the horses and a few murmurs about 'a spy' or 'the queen' and something about snow?

Whatever that meant, these people where a bunch of loonies and she needed to get out of here before they got to whatever their destination was. For hours she looked for ways to escape, but she never found any, and it was becoming dark and cold, the only extra warmth she had was from her red leather jacket. Finally the shifting carriage grinded to a halt, and she heard far off shouts, sharp and short, like orders.

The cell door was suddenly opened and she was blinded by firelight after being in the dark for so long. Hands grabbed her arms and hauled her out and the next thing she knew, before she could even look to see where she was, a black cloth bag was pulled over her head. That is it. I've had it with these people, she thought, so she lunged and heard the satisfying groan as she hit one of them right where it hurts, but she was soon overpowered and bound tighter and she felt the cold steel of what must have been one of the swords she saw earlier caress her back.

She was lead down what she assumed was a long stone hallway, but the echoing made her feel like she was in something as big as a castle, with tones of stone looming above her, ready to crash down and kill her whenever it pleased. They passed through what Emma assumed to be a doorway and she immediately could sense the amount of space that was around her, it was huge!

The 'knights' brought her to a halt, and addressing somebody in front of her saying,

"Your Majesty, we found this young woman wandering around in the forest, coming from the direction of the Evil Queen's castle. By her strange clothing and unnatural behaviour, we have arrested her on the charge of suspected spy."

Wait what? Your Majesty? Evil Queen? Suspected spy? Who are these people! Emma thought, but before she could even contemplate voicing her musings a strangely familiar voice stated,

"Remove the cloth." And the black cloth that had been over her face was whipped off her head, and the complaints she was about to voice to this 'majesty' caught in her throat as her eyes widened in shock looking at the person in front of her.

"Mary Margaret?"