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Alice:

Alice sighed. She really wasn't ready to tell Emma or Hook about her mother. She was going to tell them if her mother showed up, but otherwise, it was never the time to tell, until now.

"Let's go inside. I don't feel safe talking about her outside."

Later:

Emma:

After Alice insisted they eat dinner, they gathered into the den, had the fire going. Alice was sitting by the fireplace looking at it. Emma was sitting on the carpet facing Alice. Killian was in one of the chairs leaning on his hand, his arm rested on the armrest.

"So are you going to tell us love?" asked Killian.

Alice continued to stare into the fire.

"My mother was a woman who was never there. She came once a month to the manor. Where she was the other time, I don't know."

Emma watched Alice intently.

"She and I were opposites, but I never let her know that. To her, we were the same. But she never loved me. I can't recall how I know that, but I'm sure it'll appear in a flashback. Anyway, she would be mean to the maids, while I had fun with them. She treated everyone as if they were beneath her, while I at least tried to care, but when my mother was watching, I'd put my head up high and walk by like nothing happened."

"That's the kind of person she was. She had dreamed of being royalty her whole life but never actually got it."

"Not only that, but my mother was so deep in dark magic it practically controlled her. She was lost to it. If she loved someone it was in some wicked, twisted way. That's why I had my escape, the beach. I could go there to think."

"I also practiced archery. It was the only weapon my mother allowed me to learn because arrows can be easily manipulated by magic so that they can do what you want. It's why I'm so good. I trained every day of my younger years. The archery range you saw me on? That was another stress reliever."

"I didn't need to worry about what my mother thought. She didn't care about how well I shot, she only cared about how well I learned my magic."

"And yes she did train me in dark magic. Whenever she came over, she tested me. She sent spells at me and I'd have to block them. She gave me books upon books to read and tested me on the theories when she came. I was a pupil and she was the teacher. If I did a spell wrong, she punished me. The spells she used on me are nothing compared to a deformation spell."

"I have a scar from where one of her spells hit me. I use a simple hide spell on it."

Alice waved a hand over her eye. All of the sudden a big slash appeared going over her eye. It crossed from the top of her eyebrow, over her eye, to halfway down her cheek. It was no small scar. Emma gasped.

Alice waved her hand back over and it disappeared.

"As you can see, punishment was no shallow action. My mother insisted I learn a healing spell to cover it. Instead I hid it. The scar reminds me of the pain she caused me and how much hatred I have for her."

Emma couldn't take it all in fast enough. There was more. Obviously. But Alice had been abused as a child physically and probably verbally. Even Emma didn't have it that bad. Sure she'd been insulted a few times but none of it left a scar. It made her stronger.

But with Alice it made her angrier. Her hatred only was fueled by the remnants of her past. "Just like Killian." Emma thought.

She turned her attention back to Alice who was still staring into the fire.

"She was never even around most of the time, but when she was, she always knew when I was lying or something was up."

"And there were places she wouldn't let me in. I was forbidden to go. When she was gone she would put a spell on the door, so I couldn't enter. She had a secret life; I just don't remember what it was."

"Even when she was home, she was always in this one room. I never went in there because of the spell, but she was always in there when she wasn't training me."

Alice stood up as if some realization just it her. She pulled out a key from her pocket, looked at it, and took off.

"Alice! What the heck are you doing?" screamed Emma as she scrambled off the floor and chased her down. Killian got up and followed.

Alice ran through the doors and went behind the staircase. She had her back to the staircase and was facing a door.

Emma ran up panting behind her. "Great. Another door. And where does this one lead exactly?" asked a rather annoyed Emma.

"To answers." said Alice her mind completely wrapped up in whatever she was thinking.

"I'm telling you love, she's somewhat psycho." Killian whispered into Emma's ear. She smiled at Killian's words and elbowed him. Although what Killian said was extremely rude, Alice was acting a bit abnormal. Usually she wasn't this distracted or focused on something.

"She's kinda like Jefferson right now." Emma thought.

Alice put the key into the keyhole. She turned it to the left and then the right and kicked the door open.

"Well clearly my mother's spell has worn off. Probably because she hasn't been here in years." Alice muttered as she walked into the room.

The first thing she saw when she entered the room was lots and lots of potion bottles…everywhere. (You all know Mr. Gold's little lab downstairs with the potions right? Well take that and imagine a room full of that kind of stuff.)

"Is this…a laboratory?" asked Emma as she looked around.

"Yeah." responded Alice as she studied some of the potions.

Emma walked over to a rack filled with labelled jars when she began to slip on a puddle of who knows what.

"Ack!" she yelped as she started flying into the air. Instead of hitting the hard tile floor like she planned, Emma fell into something soft.

"Wha?" she said bewildered. She turned around to find Killian had caught her. She gripped onto his forearms and pulled herself up. His hands held her elbows and her hands still gripped his forearms.

"Th-Th-Thanks." she stuttered. Why couldn't she speak properly? Emma stared into his blue eyes. "Woah."

"You're welcome Emma." Killian whispered.

Killian's lips were so close her hers. She could feel her heart speed up and her lips begin to heat up. Her brain immediately thought "Kiss me." And she wanted to. She so badly wanted to. She was about to until Killian broke away from the embrace.

"I'm going to find Alice." Killian said and went to a different part of the lab.

Emma touched her lips. "What the hell was that?" she thought as the butterflies in her stomach sped up their speed. She could still feel his breath on her lips.

"Am I falling for Killian? No I can't be. Can I?" she wondered.

Neal certainly never had this impact on her. Yeah she had gotten butterflies but it was never this bad. "What the hell is going on?" Emma thought as she was staring to freak out.

Ever since Neal had left she had been able to keep her feelings in check but now with Killian around, they seemed to be all over the place. And Emma was afraid that if what she suspected was true, she'd end up in that bad place again.

Alice:

Alice moved through the table that were filled with potions. She studied them and the books that covered the bookshelves. When looking at one potiob in particular Alcie noticed a curtain hanging on the other side of the room. Not wanting Emma or Killian to follow, Alice made Emma slip knowing that Killian would save her.

"Maybe that'll knock some sense into them." She thought as she noticed Emma and Killian caught in each other's embrace.

Alice snuck over to the curtain and pushed it aside.

She entered a plain white room with curtains hanging on the walls. In the middle of the room she noticed a mirror.

The mirror was big, and body length. It was leaning back on a stand which was attached to it. The frame was a deep rich red which was wood.

Alice walked out to the mirror and outstretched her fingers to touch the frame. The minute her fingertips connected with the mirror she was thrown in a flashback.

Alice frantically searched the house for her mother. "Mother? Mother?" she yelled. Alice looked around in wonder. It's not like her mother to be so late. Usually her mother was right on time. It had been three days precisely since her mother informed her she was coming. But on the fateful day she hadn't shown. And three days later she still wasn't there.

"Well I need to take advantage of this situation." muttered Alice.

So Alice ran through the house, sliding on banisters and running around like a crazy person. Until she realized that even the servants weren't there.

"Strange." Alice thought.

Alice then decided to do something her mother foreboded her to do. She went to the room behind the staircase that her mother never let her enter. Alice knew there was a spell over it but maybe, just maybe without her mother here, she could enter it.

So she walked up to the door and opened it. Alice took a deep breath preparing for whatever curse was to hit her when she went inside but nothing happened.

Alice gasped. She was alright! She was still alive! After getting a rid of the giddy feeling, Alice looked around the room. There were potions everywhere. Tall and short bottles, green, purple, blue and red potions. There were bookcases aligning the wall covered in books. Alice walked around the tables. There was one table in particular that caught her eye.

It was the only table with no potions on it. Instead it was covered in notes, with an ink bottle and quill.

Alice walked over and picked up the notes. She skimmed then until she spotted her name.

"My mother took notes of me?"

Alice sat down in the chair at the table and began to read.

"Alice seems to be faring well. Her magic grows stronger every day. She absorbs the knowledge in the books as if it was nothing. It amazes me how successful she is becoming and will be. I congratulate myself on a job well done. My experiment, Alice, has turned out far better than I hoped. Her father has no knowledge of her existence and she has no contact with the outside world. That way she can focus on increasing her dark magic.

I'm hoping to get it right this time. Regina unfortunately didn't turn out as I had planned. Her father lied to me about his magic. He insisted he had some, and that it was dark. I thought "Wonderful" but turns out he was just a measly human. He wasn't even royalty. Thus Regina only had good magic. And I unfortunately could not have a daughter of such low status.

So there was only one solution. To breed a new one. One that would be so lnfluenced like the dark arts that she or he would take over the world. They would be so influenced by the magic that they would kill to rule, with me controlling them. And only one man could produce what I needed. So I went"

Alice tore the page as tears fell down her face.

"I'm a monster." she thought. "My mother used me. She never loved me. I'm a killer. My mother knows me better than anyone. And she knows I'll destroy things because I won't be able to control the dark magic inside of me."

Alice threw the papers and ran into a curtained room. She looked at a mirror that her mother had and cast a spell on it. She touched the glass and it rippled. Alice was about to step into the mirror when someone called her name.

"ALICE!" yelled Peter Pan.

"Peter? What are you doing here?"

"I came to stop you. I sensed something was wrong and so I came. Alice, what are you doing?"

Alice began to cry even harder. "I'm a monster Peter! I'm going to kill people and destroy this land. I have to get away. I can't let my mother win!"

Peter Pan grabbed Alice's arms and pulled her in. "Alice you're not a monster. You're a wonderful and lovely woman who I am completely in love with. Whatever you're mother said about you isn't true Alice. It isn't true."

Alice pulled herself from Peter Pan's embrace.

"You don't understand Peter. I AM A FREAK! I'm and experiment. My mother will use me to destroy you and this place and the lost boys and who knows what else. And I can stop it. Me."

"I told you my heroine was the hero Wendy. Well now's my chance to be her Peter. I'm going. Don't follow me."

"But Alice…"

"I will and always love you Peter. And I promise that someday I'll return to you."

Alice walked over to Peter Pan and stroked his cheek.

"Always and forever." she whispered.

Peter Pan grabbed her wrist and kissed it. He then moved to her lips and kissed them. Alice moaned and kissed him back. She didn't want to leave. It wasn't fair. But if she didn't her mother would win.

After a few minutes Alice pulled away and walked to the mirror.

"Always and forever." She murmured to herself, and then stepped into the mirror."

Alice snapped out of the flashback. All pieces fell into place. Why she hated her mother, how she got to Wonderland, her longing for Peter, and everything else. But one thing still bothered her.

"Whose Regina?" she thought. Her mother's notes had mentioned a Regina and that it didn't work with her but with Alice it did.

"And my father…" Alice shuddered. How could her mother do that? And her father didn't even know she existed?

"I need to find him." And then she blacked out.

Killian:

Killian had tried to avoid making any contact with Emma, but when a girl's slipping on the floor about to crack her head you can't just not do anything.

Killian sighed as he held Emma in his arms. Eventually she worked her way up until she was face to face with him. Their lips were so close it took tons of self-control not to pull Emma into a desperately needed lip lock.

Killian was staring into her emerald green eyes and all he wanted to do was sweep her off her feet and inform her about how he truly felt.

But he knew it wasn't possible. So he pulled himself away when he realized she could stand on two feet.

"I'm going to find Alice." he said.

Killian's head was spinning as he walked away. His heart had sped up and he could barely control his emotions.

"She was so close. I could have…I should have…"

Killian shook his head. He couldn't worry about his heart's desires now. He had to find Alice. He looked around the room. Where had she gone anyway?

Killian thought about her scar. Turns out she and him had a lot in common. They've both been scarred by those they hate. For him, his hook. For her, her scar. And they both wanted revenge.

He then walked over to a desk with notes scattered across it. Not bothering to check them, he continued on until he came to the curtained door.

Killian pushed the curtain aside to see a plain white room and Alice collapsed on the ground in front of a mirror.

He ran to Alice and leaned down by her side.

"Alice? Alice?" Killian shook her. She didn't respond.

Emma:

Emma was still trying to comprehend what had happened with her and Killian in that moment. Her thoughts where interrupted when Killian ran into the room and called her name.

Emma turned around and her eyes grew wide.

"What the hell happened?" she asked as she ran over to where Killian stood with the unconscious Alice.

"I don't know but we need to get her somewhere. Goodness she's heavy."

Emma stared at Killian. Then she slapped him.

"What was that for?" he asked trying not to drop Alice.

"Alice is freaking unconscious and you're talking about how she's heavy. You have got to be kidding me."

"I simply thought I'd make light of the situation."

Emma narrowed her eyes at him. "Well I'm not laughing. C'mon. Let's get her upstairs."

Later:

Emma had Killian set Alice down on the couch. She wiped Alice's forehead with a cold cloth and rested in on Alice's forehead.

Emma knew that Alice would wake up. "Must've had a flashback." she thought.

They were in Alice's own bedroom. Emma figured that she and Killian should watch Alice and look after her.

Killian had disappeared to take a bath. Emma meanwhile got up from Alice's side and walked over to her closet. Emma had been wearing the same clothes for days now. She had taken a bath before Killian and it had felt wonderful but now she needed to change.

She looked at Alice clothes. "Leather, dress, dress ,dress and more dresses. Great."

Emma sighed. She then spotted a nightie. It was pink, and it went to her knees when she put it on. It had t-shirt sleeves that were fitting to the shoulder. It was a little small on Emma, but not enough to reveal too much of anything. Emma then walked over to the bed and crawled underneath the blankets.

Then Killian walked out. He was shirtless, and showing off a lovely six pack. Emma gasped and then tried to avert her eyes.

Killian looked at her and smiled. He dried his hair so it was a perfect mess yet looked so good.

Emma started to drool. She wiped her mouth quickly making it look rather awkward. Killian laughed.

"Something wrong love?"

Emma just shoved her face in the pillow. "God I am such a moron." She couldn't control herself when he looked like THAT. And she was already having enough trouble.

Killian came to the other side of the bed and crawled under the covers as well.

It was nighttime now and a storm had started. The wind picked up and howled against the window.

Emma shrank further into the covers. She never liked storms. They always foretold of something bad.

Killian picked up on her uncomfort and pulled her into a hug.

"I'll protect you Emma." Killian told her. "Now go to sleep."

Emma shut her eyes and cuddled into Killian. "He's so warm." she thought. They fell asleep in the tight embrace and it was the best sleep either one had.

A/N: So what did you guys think? I personally feel so bad for Alice! And Killian and Emma will get together soon. Promise. Let me know what you think!