I took down my magic shield on Zelena's cell and made my way in, author in tow. "What do you want, seeing as you would never harm the mother of Robin's child?" she said, putting an instinctive hand on her stomach. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked, as soon as she realized I wasn't bluffing. "Oh, Greenie. I've thought long and hard about this," I began. I started to second guess if I really should do this. I had abandoned the whole evil queen thing ages ago. But if I went through with it, I would have no memory of it. No one would. So why not. This was MY happy ending, and I was going to get it, no matter what the costs. "Author here is going to rewrite you out of the story on my command. And when he does, no once will have any memory of you. Not me, not Robin, not Emma, or Hook. Not Gold, or even Mother. No one in Oz will have any memory of a 'Wicked Witch of The West'. You'll be a figment of imagination. Just an idea. Not even the author will remember writing you. As for Baby? Baby will be magically transferred to me and Robin will think it's mine." I explained to Zelena. "Now." I turned to the author. "See ya, sis." I said, giving a little sarcastic wave. The author lifted his quill and Zelena vanished in a whirlwind of lime green smoke. "What am I doing here?" I asked, to no one in particular, stepping on a pile of green dust on my way out.

AN/ I know it wasn't all that good of an ending but I covered what I wanted to cover. And I know it wasn't really long but it's one of those alternate ending things.