A/N: SO! It only took me three months to get the next chapter up. It's been written and typed and just sitting there. I'm trying to better schedule my life so that I write more. Let's hope for next week for the new installment! Please let me know if you like it. Things are starting to pick up for Roaslie...

Dr. Hopper's Office

Rosalie stood nervously outside of Dr. Hopper's door. In accordance to her agreement with Regina and the hospital, she had a weekly session with the psychiatrist. This would be her first session since she was released. She had spoken with him before and she considered him amongst her friends, so she had no need to be afraid. Yet here she was on his doorstep; her hands clammy and her heart palpitating.

She fussed with her hair one last time and wiped the sweat from her palm before balling her hand into a fist and knocking on the wooden door. Archie opened it immediately and greeted her with a smile.

"Hello Rosalie. Come on in."

"Granny let me make the apple pies today I brought you a slice." She offered him the to go box as she crossed the threshold.

"Thank you, it smells delicious make yourself comfortable."

There was only a chair and the couch as an option. She chose the chair forcing Archie to take the couch. It wasn't a customary practice so he wasn't exactly sure how to handle it.

"This is wrong isn't it?" She could sense his unease and while it didn't even begin to equal her own she felt that one of them should be comfortable.

"Oh no. This is fine." he reached across and grabbed his pen and tablet placing them on the arm of the couch, "So, how was your day?"

"It was alright. I'm really getting the hang of waitressing."

"Is that good?" He began writing things on his pad and Rosalie had to fight the urge to peer over the edge to see what it was. "Perhaps you are truly becoming acclimated to your new life. Then you'll have to decide whether or not you are really want to claim your past memories."

"I want to know who I was but, nothing seems to work."

"Well I wouldn't say that just yet. I still have one more trick up my sleeve, if you pardon the expression."

Rosalie's heart leapt in her chest. But she quickly covered it up, not wanting to admit her excitement, even to herself.

"I thought I could try hypnosis it has worked before with David. I'll be able to dig deep into your conscience and pull out of memory."

"Will it hurt?"

"No, no not at all." Rosalie flexed her hand a couple of times before balling it into a fist and resting her chin on it. She glanced out of the window beside Dr Hopper's desk, "Do you trust me?"

Her head and attention snapped back to him. She had heard those words before and they echoed around her head, "What did you say?"

"Do you trust me? In order to reach your subconscious you are going to have to feel comfortable enough to let your guard down so, do you trust me?"

After a few moments she nodded and let her body relax.

"Alright. Close your eyes and concentrate. Focus on my voice."

She took a deep breath and sighed sinking deeper into the chair.

"Think back to The Enchanted Forest. Picture it in your mind."

Rosalie could see yourself standing in a clearing. The wind blew caring the smell of trees and fire. Her heart began to race.

Enchanted Forest-Before the Curse

Rosalie stood before Rumpelstiltskin, a white orb glowing in her hands. Well it wasn't really in her hands it was suspended in the air between her hands and she was doing it on her own. Power flowed through her and she was utilizing magic, bending the forces of nature to do her bidding, on her own!

"Who is this?" The concentration is broken and the rock dropped to the ground.

"Ahh!" she growled then noticed who was interrupting her.

"Your replacement of course." The Dark One looked over Regina's shoulder and said with an evil smile, "I needed someone more dedicated."

"Dedicated?" The Evil Queen quickly turned to Rosalie, her new foe. She tried to show no fear, to stand up to this woman dressed head to toe in black leather. Rosalie was just admiring her necklace when Regina reached down into her chest cavity and ripped out her heart.

"What just…" Rosalie's head was spinning and banging like the tribal drums pounding in her ears. Her heart was still racing and she leapt from the chair and out of the door before Archie had a chance to attempt at calming her.

She wasn't sure what exactly she had seen or remember but could still feel the Evil Queen's grip on her heart. She slowed down only to catch her breath. What was that? Was that a memory? A dream? She decided to go back to the office to figure out what had happened and apologize for running out like she had.

"Rosalie, is everything alright?"

"Regina." How odd was it that she should all but run into the Evil Queen herself at this precise moment, "You know me?"

She rolled her eyes, "Well I have spoken with you on several occasions and I make it a practice to know all those in my town."

"But do you remember me?" Rosalie really didn't want to trust her gut, but the look that Regina gave her, she remembered something.

"Should I?"

"I don't know." She turned away and began to take off again when Regina reached out and grabbed her by the arm.

"Where are you going?"

"To ask someone who does!" She took off again, in the direction of Mr. Gold's shop. This time she let the burning in her lungs push her to move faster, her footfalls became almost soothing and her heartbeat was rapid but steady when she burst through the pawn shop door.

"Rosalie if you have come for another hopeful trip down memory lane, you are too late I was just about to lock up."

She opened her mouth to speak but Belle came from the back room, shrouded by a curtain and asked if everything was alright.

"Mr. Gold, I need you to be honest with me. You know me."

"That does not sound like a question." His voice had dropped to his common raspy whisper when he knew more that the other person in the conversation.

"Don't play mind games with me you know me and so does she." Regina walked through the door as she spoke.

"What's going on?"

"I had a session tonight with D. Hopper. He hypnotized me or something and pulled out a memory specifically one where I first met the Evil Queen."

The Dark One slowly came around the counter, "I'm sorry, dearie. I don't know what you are talking about."

Rosalie pulled all of her courage and all of her inner strength, "Really?" she said. Pulling herself to her full height, her back straight as a board, she placed her hands on her hips and glared into his eyes, "You were there." She brazenly stepped forward and stood before him. She knocked over a ball of ribbon but didtn't allow it to break her concentration as she asked one final time, "Who am I?"

"I could ask you the same thing. What is my name?"

She faltered what sort of trickery was this? She was confused and just wanted answers and he found pleasure in taunting her.

"Mr. Gold."

"Try again."

There was another name. The echoing returned and this time it was saying a single word, Rum, but it didn't make sense. The pounding started again and she squeezed her eyes shut and cupped her ears.

Yet still over the din in her head, she could hear him shouting at her, "What is my name?"

Bellel chastised him for scaring her; but she also called him by a new name, Rumple.

That new syllable, she began to see visions behind her closed eyes. She has standing in a forrest clearing. A glittering creature with wavy hair and leather skins. She eardt herself calling his name once in a field with over with an overly dramatic bow. Another flash of herself and a man in a mask. The man was too close and she said the name with a threat. Yet another flash in a cold tower; scared little boy beside her as she whispered the name in a conspiring whisper. Lastly, with panic gripping her heart she screams the name aloud but the drumming is so loud that she cannot hear it.

Gold reached out and grabbed her left forearm, his grip was so tight that it burned her skin.

"You're hurting me!"

"I will only ask one last time! What is my name?" she looked down at her arm and noticed three scars, as if some great beast had attacked her. Magic began to flow out of his hand unbeknownst to either party and she said in an almost inaudible whisper...

"Rumpelstiltskin"

The magic grew and The Dark One dropped the girl's arm as if she had pricked him. There was a sudden calm that washed over her face and Belle rushed to her True Love's side.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes I'm fine." He said his eyes never leaving Rosalie. She was stroking her arm where the faintest mark of the scars remained. They hadn't been there before, but now they seemed permanant, and she didn't seem to mind.

"Do you remember now?"

"Not much, but enough to know that he can't hurt me. We have a deal. Don't we Rumplestiltskin?"

"So we do. Welcome to Storybrooke...Esmeralda."

"The Enchantress." Regina said in awe, But wait didn't I rip out your heart? And then crush it!"

"Not exactly." the girl was suddenly bolder. She had a gleam in her eye that hadn't been there before. She turned her previous employer and suggested that he explain what had really happened in the forest that day.

"Dedicated Regina turn to the seemingly unsuspecting gypsy girl and reaching into her eyes pulled out the red pulsing organ crushing it with great malice.

Her back was turned and behind her Rosalie began to make gagging noises. With a roll of her eyes fell to the ground.

"Now then," The Evil Queen clapped her hands to relieve them of dust, "Where were we."

Rosalie waited until she could no longer hear their voices before she stood up, dusted herself off and headed in the opposite direction.

A/N: THAT JUST HAPPENED! I was watching On A Clear Day when I got the idea for this story and had to include a "Melinda Winfred Wayne Tentrees" moment. Next Chapter: Be Our Guest...Belle meet's Esmerelda in the Enchnated Forrest, more about her and Rumple's situation, and how she lived after getting her heart crushed.