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Anyway, recap! David reaches the ice castle and the rock salt ends up being useful.

In the fairytale world, David encounters the Impossible Girl and she gives him the "Healthy Pregnancy" potion. (The one that will actually make Snow have the baby faster)

I do not own OUAT, I do own Azalea Lockes!

Ch. 11

Emma Swan Part 2

Emma still wasn't exactly sure who this girl was, but she decided that they had more important matters. She suggested they go inside the castle and confront the ice queen. Rumple didn't seem too happy, but he didn't argue. The girl was obviously giddy. "What are you so happy about?" She smiled. "The ultimate research subject."

Emma furrowed her brows. How could this kid be so damn happy about a powerful ice witch? Queen? Woman?

How could she be happy about someone unknown and dangerous?

She hoped like hell that this wasn't her fault. She already ruined Regina's life, and now she brought a powerful ice thing to Storybrooke. Those four days, despite their short length, seemed like paradise to her now. And she still had to talk to Hook later. She had originally wanted to restart their relationship, but with all that was happening the conversation might take a different turn.

The woman stood at the top of the steps as they entered the castle, almost as if waiting for them. She smirked as the three walked forward cautiously.

"I'm in no mood to play, but I won't hesitate to hurt you. If you just leave me alone, however, I won't bother you."

Emma wanted to just walk out and leave her be, but she knew that magic like whatever this was, was far too dangerous to release unsupervised into the forest.

"We can't do that. I'm sorry."

She was about to say or do something when a girl with reddish hair stepped in. The blonde before Emma gasped.

"Go. It's dangerous here!"

The girl just shook her head. "You don't have to protect me, I'm not afraid."

The blonde walked towards the ginger. "No, Anna, please!"

The girl pressed. Emma could see ice lady getting more and more frustrated.

"Please don't shut me out again, you don't have to keep your distance! For the first time in...in...in forever, I finally understand."

Ice lady snapped. "You're just going to make it worse!"

Her hands shot out, and a tendril of magic hit the girl. Emma noticed how limp she went, and was about to run to her, when the ice lady was suddenly gone. They were all in a room, sitting on the floor. Their hands and ankles were bound with ice. Even Anna was there, now unconscious.

"Get us out of here, Gold."

He tried for a good ten minutes.

"I need a catalyst. Her magic is too strong to diminish on my own. I need something that already has melting properties, and then I'll enchant it to be strong enough."

Emma sighed. Where were they gonna get fire?

"Salt. We need salt." Azalea chimed in.

OK, where were they gonna get salt? It's not like in the movies where they can call for backup...

Except she was the sheriff.

So Rumple used magic to get her phone out of her pocket and dial his number.

He started to speak, but she cut him off.

"Hey sweetheart where-"

"I need backup in the woods!" That should get his attention.

He paused a moment. "Where in the woods?"

"Ice castle-you can't miss it. Hurry, she's got me, Rumple..." She could name names, but she doubted he knew them, Plus, time was limited.

"...and two others I don't know."

He didn't even hesitate. "I'm on my way."

She was end the conversation when Rumple said "Salt!"

She called out his name quickly. "David!"

He grunted in a way that said he was still there. Thank god. "Bring salt. You know, for the ice." He just said "Got it" and hung up. She soon realized that she had said 'she's' got them. He didn't even ask who she was, just said he'd come. Her dad would do anything for her. She smiled halfheartedly.

Now was only to wait. And maybe get some answers.

"So you've been watching me, huh?"

Z looked up. "Yes. It was my job to make sure you were born before the curse so Regina could kill you."

This girl worked with Regina? She inquired about it.

"I was forced. Regina saved my life and I owed her. As soon as Rumplestiltskin does what he's promised, our deal is over."

Emma stiffened. She wasn't sure what to make of this girl. She couldn't use her superpower, because she honestly had no idea if she was lying or not. It was like she wasn't readable.

"I'm telling the truth."

She looked over at the brown-haired girl. The ginger slowly started to come awake.

"Can you read minds?"

The girl chuckled. "No. I told you, I've been watching you. I know exactly who you are and how you'll react. For that you can blame our Dark buddy over here."

Emma sat there thinking about the girl. Whatever she was, Emma wasn't too sure that she liked it. But she had one more nagging question. "Who are you?"

Z looked up, confused. "My name is-"

"No, I mean what's your story?" She laughed. She didn't mean what fairytale, but that would work too.

She saw Azalea pause. Obviously she was weighing the pro and cons of telling her.

"No one special. Just a regular sweet pea, nothing else."

So the cons outweighed the pros.

Anna was now fully awake, and Email noticed a streak of white in her hair.

Personally, she didn't think the girl could pull it off. But it wasn't her hair to judge.

Emma stared longingly out the window of Jacqueline's car. Third home so far, and once again no dice. She felt the stinging feeling of tears in her eyes, but quickly blinked them away. Why cry over someone who won't cry over you?

The fake leather rubbed against her arms. She hated Jacqueline's car. I always brought either false hope or broken dreams. Her social worker adjusted the mirror and looked to make sure Emma was OK.

From the outside, yes, she seemed fine. Not OK, but fine.

There was a breeze blowing Emma's hair around. She wasn't a fan o wind in her hair when she's depressed.

"Could you please close the window?"

Jacqueline sighed. "The window isn't open, Em."

Emma felt, all of a sudden, like someone was watching her. Someone who'd always been there. She turned around, frantically trying to find whoever it was. Jacqueline watched the girl thrash around, searching.

"Emma, what's wrong?"

She didn't answer. Because honestly, she wasn't really sure.