NCISGleek, I realized that I hadn't quite clarified something. By becoming Snow White's blade, Jacques ended up agreeing for a spell to be placed on him so he wouldn't age. When he agreed to it, he was in his twenties (the same age as Mary Margret, Ruby, Emma etc. are in Storybrooke) Since he doesn't age, physically, he's still somewhere in his late twenties. That means that Mathew Woods and Ruby Lucas are both consenting (granted intoxicated) adults within a couple years of each other. Hopefully that clears things up.

We are moving forward to an older Snow White. In fact, this is going to cover "The Queen Is Dead" episode. Hope I manage to satisfy you. There will be direct quoting from the episode, sorry people. But I will add in some things too.

I watched my charge twirl around in her beautiful pink dress. I smiled at her and she looked up at me. "Do you like it Jacques?

I nodded. "Fit for a princess I'd say. Would you like to show your mother?"

Snow nodded, and I followed her to the banquet hall, where Queen Eva was making preparations for the birthday celebration. I was enjoying watching Snow get older. We had explained earlier this year why Garrick, Lionel and I didn't age, and she handled that well. With her tenth birthday approaching fast, the castle was abuzz with excitement. A servant nodded to the queen and left as we came forward. "Do you like it?" Snow asked her mother, gesturing to her dress.

"Oh my dear Snow, you are an absolute vision" The queen smiled as she looked over her daughter. "You are going to be the talk of the ball"

"And not just because it's for your birthday" I added.

Snow hugged her mother, who returned it without hesitation. "Come, I can hardly believe you're growing up so fast. Which reminds me…I have a gift for you." We started to walk towards the stairs. "It was my mother's once, and her mother's before that. And soon, it will be yours."

We entered Snow's bedroom. I saw that Johanna was looking at herself in a mirror while wearing a silver tiara. She must have seen us enter, because she turned quickly, removing the tiara. "Oh, your majesty" Embarrassment shone brightly in her face. "Oh please forgive me, I just wanted to see-

"How dare you?" Snow stepped forward, cutting Johanna off. "That's mine. It's not for a servant" I met the Queen's eyes. We both knew that Snow was about to get a lesson, and the question was just who would teach her it.

"It was my mistake" Johanna said hastily.

"Servants don't wear crowns." I nodded to the queen. It was safer for her to take it.

"Enough" Queen Eva stepped forward

"I'm sorry, your majesty-"

"No, I was talking to Snow"

"Me?" Snow was surprised. Eva turned to her daughter.

"I thought I raised you better than that Snow. It doesn't matter whether one is a servant or rayalty. Everyone in the kingdom deserves our love and respect.

"But she took my tiara-

"She apologized, and it isn't yours, yet"

"Your majesty, it's alright" Johanna was concerned.

"You're kind Johanna, but Snow must learn. My dear, we are all the same

"But I thought we were royals"

"We are, but that doesn't make us better than anyone else. Snow, do you know who Jacques is?

"He's my blade" Snow said right away. "He is sworn to protect me, and he's my best friend"

"Do you know where he was born?" Snow shook her head. "Jacques?"

I understood. I came forward, kneeling to become level with Snow. "Snow, I was the son of a carpenter. My father, he was poor, and didn't have the money to care for me and my mother. I went off to join the army, so that I could send money home."

"But you're a knight

"I got my knighthood after I helped to save a general. I wasn't born noble."

"Do you understand Snow?" Queen Eva asked. The girl shook her head. "Sir Jacques is your best friend, and has been an excellent companion for you, even though he would be viewed as a servant by most. He is family for you." She let that sink in for a moment. "The ball, it's for you to honor the people, by showing them you will be a kind and benevolent leader when that time comes" I stood, and Eva held out her hand to Johanna. "Please" She handed the queen the tiara. "When you are crowned with this on your birthday, it will be a symbol that you will always hold goodness in your heart and rule justly. Now do you understand?"

"I do mother" She looks at the tiara. "It's beautiful

"And it's heavier than it looks"

Suddenly, I watched pain flash across the queen's face. She gave a short cry of pain as her knees buckled and she collapsed. "Your majesty!" Johanna rushed to her.

"Mother!"

"I will fetch the doctor" I said, running from the room. I almost ran into Lionel, who must have heard the queen's cry. "Fetch a doctor, the queen is ill." Garrick was soon there as well. "You must help me take her to her bedchamber."

"Of course."

I stepped out of the queen's chambers. Garrick and Lionel were waiting for me. "Do they have any idea what's wrong?" Lionel asked.

I shook my head. "We are sending for the king…they don't expect Queen Eva to survive the night"

Lionel paled, and Garrick walked away from me, clearly upset. We all cared about our queen, and the effect it would have on Snow could be disastrous. Johanna and Snow came out the door. "Is she going to die?" Snow asked. When Johanna didn't answer, she looked at me. I couldn't meet her eyes. It hurt too much.

"Lionel, Garrick" I turned to them. "Watch Snow, I must fetch the king" They nodded, and I quickly ran through the castle.

When I returned without the king, the guards and Snow were gone. Johanna saw the panic on my face, and quickly explained what she had told Snow. We both awaited their return. When they did, tears were on Snow's face. I looked at Garrick. "Dark magic. She wouldn't do it" He mouthed to me. I nodded.

"Mother…" Snow went to the queen's bed. I let the door shut behind her, and I waited. I heard the sobbing start, and my heart ached in my chest. Garrick put a hand on my shoulder, nodding towards the door. I opened it, and saw Johanna holding the now motherless Snow White. I held in my own tears, and knelt in front of my charge. She turned to me. "Jay….Jay…" She gripped me tightly, and I returned the tight hold. I ran my hand over her silky hair. "She's gone…mother…"

"I'm sorry" I whispered. "I'm sorry"

Well, that was a fun chapter. Right?

Hope that worked okay. The next FTL chapter will be post funeral stuff, so more depression! Yah!

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