Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon A Time, I only own Lavender, which is it. (For now)

Warnings: NOT JUST FOR THIS CHAPTER! : Child Abuse, non conceptual sex (mentions, not really detailed), nudity, gore, and Language.

JUST FOR THIS CHAPTER: Language, sexual content,

Spoilers for some episodes, but I do not know which, so If you didn't watch some, you better. If I do know a specific episode, I will be sure to tell you.

Authors Note:

Quote box: The Quotes are from a very good book I read for my English class: The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. Very good book, great read


"Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter with God and with eternity."
By Paulo Coelho,
The Alchemist

"Don't give in to your fears. If you do, you won't be able to talk to your heart."
― Paulo Coelho,
The Alchemist


"Ravia, it is so good to see you, dear." The familiar voice said. I smile, her age shows in her wrinkles and voice, but of coarse, it has been a few years since I had seen her.

"Hello, Cora," I nod, placing the basket of apples in her hands. "A gift, from me."

"So kind of you, Ravia," Henry walks out of their home with a child in his hands. I just smile, I am not sure what to say in moments like this. Cora places the basket down on the ground, allowing her hands to ring around her husband's form.

"Is that her?" I nod to the baby.

"Yes, that is Regina, our daughter." Cora stated, picking the baby from her husband's hands and motioning for me to open mine. The baby was the most precious thing I've seen in my life. Her pale pink skin was soft. A blue blanket that surrounds her fragile body was warm and heavy with the baby weight. She was only a few weeks old, but she was so adorable, no matter how ugly they really are. A baby is something only a mother would love. But I have never had a baby so close - in my arms no less - so I took in every little thing about the baby with envious pride. How she smelt of freshly reaped wheat with the hint of growing spring. How peaceful sleep was found without the tiniest search. How her skin was sticky, yet soft as if pure sap were poured over her then left to harden.

"She is precious, Cora." I smile up at the baby's mother, a smile clear as day on my face. She smiles back at me, eyes lighting up with motherly love, but she seems tired.

"Thank you," They both smiled. If I knew Cora I know that she wouldn't leave Regina with some complete stranger, even if that stranger is a nursemaid. They both looked tired.

"Cora, would you like me to watch over Regina while you two get some sleep?" Or more . . . They seemed to be relieved that I would request something like this.

"Not if you are busy." Cora states warmly, looking at her husband. I look to the forest once but nod to Cora.

"I'm sure everything can be done tomorrow." I readjust Regina's weight in my arms. "You two look like you need a night alone." I look to a sleeping Regina's face.

"Thank you, so much, Ravia." Henry pulled his wife into the house.

"You can fetch a wet nurse when she gets hungry." I chuckle.

"Thank you, Cora." I smile, watching them disappear into the house. I hold a now awake and gurgling baby in my arms. Her brown eyes looking up at me with such innocence. "Looks like it is just you and me, Regina." I smile at the baby, a happy gurgle was heard and she wiggled around.


BEEP BEEP BEEP

I hit the alarm clock in attempt to silence its cries. I don't remember the dream, but the feelings remain: the love, the satisfaction, the pride. Then. . . It was all gone. Within a second. I groan, sitting there, trying to focus on the feeling, but nothing comes back. I growl, sitting up from my bed, earning a groan from it in return.

I stand up grudgingly, feeling the last remnants of the dream fade away. As if they were never there. My body didn't want to move, the dream obviously made me even more depressed than usual.


I sit behind the counter for another average day: small amount of people until 6:15 when everyone is getting ready for work or school on a Monday. Everyone leaves then comes back for lunch.

Only one thing was different. Regina Mills didn't come in for her coffee, and I wasn't the only one that noticed.

"I heard that Mayor Mills' kid died yesterday." A hushed comment. I rushed over to Ruby, who was speaking rather animatedly.

"Ruby." She kept talking to Mary Margaret. "Ruby!" She jumps and turns. "I gotta go for a few moments, would you cover me?" She nods, startled. I rush to the hospital.


I can't find Regina in the hospital, nor would they tell me where they have Henry. I spot Emma pulling Regina into a storage closet. I stood there stunned. This doesn't feel good.

Instead of staying like I really want to, I ran.

A sudden wave hits me.

My necklace and ring break.

The memories strangle me.


A/N: sorry guys, that's it for today. I had this ready I just didn't get the time to review it, sorry.

We are moving so I don't have much time right now. I have school to so. . . I will try to post faster next time, but my laptop doesn't have word, so I would have to use my dad's laptop. Sorry guys.

Florida, Here I come!

I oppologize for how short it is :(