Ever since that flash the only thing that had been on her mind was whoever 'Lena' was. She'd drawn the girl over a hundred times.

Over and over, but not a single new memory came from it. It was a bit concerning. Two people in her past life that she couldn't remember.

Were they still in her life just before the incident that brought her to Storybrooke? Did she have people waiting for her to return? Surely, her father was missing her. Maybe Lena was too.

"Fuck."

Dawn looked up from her messy notebook and quickly closed it. She had decided on doing her homework in the diner while Henry had a project to work on at someone else's house and Regina was still in a meeting at town hall.

Ruby was always interesting company, either interested in whatever Dawn's new hobbies were or her opinions on obvious pining between Regina and Emma. And maybe because being in close proximity helped alleviate Ruby's magical ailments.

The woman across the counter grabbed blindly for a towel, pressing it to her bleeding nose.

"Sorry," Dawn said, looking down at the cover of her notebook.

"It's not your fault. It's my wolf…she's a bitch," Ruby mumbled. "I'll be back in a minute. I promise I'll actually finish your milkshake."

"It's okay. I'm probably not supposed to have one anyway."

Ruby muttered something about Regina and disappeared to the back. Dawn hid her notebook away under her history homework. She hadn't actually started anything, but her notebook was filled with the same two faces only from earlier that morning. She wasn't getting very far in delving into her past life without new memories coming back to her.

So, as usual she was left to wonder about those faces.

The bell over the door jingled as it had dozens of times since she'd been there. Instead of just another patron, the person walked up to the counter and leaned into the empty space next to Dawn.

"Well, my checklist is done," Emma said, tapping her fingers against the surface.

"Checklist?"

"One of my tasks for the day was to track you down. I found you. Mission accomplished."

"You were looking for me?" Dawn asked.

"Regina wanted me to check that you got home okay…and you weren't there."

"My bad."

"It's cool. Just text me next time so Regina doesn't make me put out an amber alert for you."

"Sounds easy enough."

Emma nodded, well aware that Henry was all too excited to introduce Dawn to the world of texting and social media.

She glanced around before frowning, "Where's Ruby?"

"Nosebleed. Again." Dawn scribbled down notes onto a blank page. "I thought it was supposed to be better when I'm around. Just seems worse to me."

"Don't worry. We'll figure it out." Emma offered her a confident smile and gentle brush against her shoulder. Ruby finally reappeared; her eyes slightly red but otherwise better than a few minutes before. And she was wearing a different shirt. "Hey, Ruby. You okay?"

"I'm fine," Ruby said. She sniffed as she double checked that blood hadn't gotten anywhere. "What can I get you, Sexy Sheriff?"

Dawn's nose crinkled much to Ruby's amusement.

"A new nickname," Emma murmured.

"You'd need a new face for that…and less abs."

"This is about the park, isn't it? I didn't know people were staring at me."

"You're you. Everyone stares." Ruby started the milkshake Dawn had completely forgotten about, even before the nosebleed. "Are you here for food or coffee?"

Emma snorted. "Should be both but I've had enough coffee today. BLT-"

"With fries," Dawn finished with a grin, nose still buried in her history book.

"Yes, what she said. How did you remember that?"

"I can remember almost everything," Dawn said, taking her milkshake from the counter. "Except my life."

Emma patted her back. "Hey, just give me some time. There's never been a case I couldn't solve."

"This one will definitely give you a run for your money," Dawn muttered.

For all the praise Henry gave Google, it certainly didn't have the answers she was looking for. Despite drawing Lena over and over, she'd somewhat given up on that. Without a better idea of who she was or where she was from, all she could really rely on there was her absent memories.

The Jabberwocky seemed more viable before but after scrolling through the results on the search engine, that seemed like a dead end as well. Other than the poem she'd already discovered, and a film directed by a Tim Burton, there was nothing groundbreaking.

She watched a clip or two. And while she found it entertaining – it was useless.

Dawn let out a groan and dropped her phone into her lap. She laid down in the soft grass, ignoring how cold it was.

"Why is this so difficult?" She questioned herself, or possibly the stars above her. "Was my life really that bad?"

No reply. Obviously.

She sighed.

"Well, this is a first," Regina said, startling Dawn from her place in the grass. "Are you teaching my Winter Jasmine algebra or just here talking to yourself?"

"I'm not really doing anything." Dawn sat back up and pulled her knees to her chest. "Maybe stargazing. Although I don't know what I'm looking at honestly."

Regina folded her arms across her chest and looked up at the stars above them. She didn't care as much for the stars as her father, but she always kept his stories close to her heart. Henry hadn't been very big on the subject either. He had a quick shift from cowboys to dinosaurs and straight into superheroes and comic books.

She reached down and tapped Dawn's back with her fingers, urging her to stand. "You should see it perfectly here," Regina said as Dawn stood. She clasped her shoulders and positioned her to stand in front of her. Regina glanced up as Dawn observed the sky, tilting her head as she got the right spot.

"That kind of looks like something…spoons?"

"Close. The Big and Little Dipper," Regina informed, "Recall any Greek Mythology?"

"I know names but not stories."

"Well it's the story of Zeus and Castillo," Regina said, "Castillo was a nymph, adviser to Artemis. Zeus wanted her as a lover and since Castillo would not have anyone but Artemis, Zeus disguised himself as Artemis and bedded her…"

"Well that's not fucked up at all," Dawn said.

"Language," Regina scolded. "While you are correct, the stories of gods and goddesses are vastly different from the world today. So, Hera, Zeus' wife, turned Castillo into a bear out of jealousy.

"Zeus and Castillo had a son, Arcas. He was king of Arcadia and the best hunter. One day he went out hunting in the forest and came across a bear. He didn't know it was his mother and it had been a long time since she had seen him, she wanted to hug him, but he was going to shoot her. Zeus stopped him and turned him into a bear, sending he and his mother to the heavens. But again, Hera was jealous and asked Tethys to keep them above the horizon always and never receive water."

"Mother and son."

"Yes." Regina looked away from the stars as Dawn stepped away from her hands. "But only if I've told the story correctly."

"I'm sure you did. Emma says you're a genius."

Maybe Regina blushed.

Maybe she didn't.

If you asked Dawn, she definitely did.

"I don't know about being a genius, but I read a lot."

Dawn nodded glancing back up at the night sky and then again to Regina. "Thanks for the story."

"Of course, darling." Regina tucked away fallen hair behind Dawn's ear. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah. Mostly." Dawn shrugged. "Sometimes I start wondering about the life I left behind. And part of me kind of wishes that it wasn't great. That there is nothing to go back to. It'd be easier to stay here and forget about it."

"I'm sure there are people that are missing you and we will find them. We'll find you." Regina meant it but it also left a bitter taste in her mouth to think about it.

"But I made a promise," Dawn murmured.

"What promise?" Regina frowned.

"Ruby. She…she told me that one day if I have go, I should try not to break your heart. Because you care about me – a lot."

"I do care about you, Dawn." The teen swallowed tightly as Regina's hands came up to her cheeks. "And I will do whatever is best for you…whatever makes you happy. So, you don't need to worry about my heart. It's my job to worry about yours."

"What if-"

"Shh," Regina whispered. She pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Everything will be fine, my love."

Dawn wrapped her arms around the woman's waist and Regina pulled her closer, tighter. As much as she did not want to admit it, Ruby and Emma were right. She'd grown too attached by now. Dawn was family and the thought of just giving her back to a family she didn't remember made her stomach sink, but she couldn't keep whatever truth was out there away from her. Just hopefully, maybe she wouldn't have to give up everything they were building.

Math homework?

Dawn frowned at the text that appeared on her screen. She closed out of the video she was watching and tapped on it – not exactly mad at the disruption. She liked art but the history of art could get a little dry.

It was unfamiliar number. Not in her contacts but definitely a Maine phone number. And it wasn't necessarily a huge bother. Had to be one of her classmates. Although it was questionable how they got her number. Henry wouldn't have offered it up.

Yeah i have math homework. Do you?

that's why I was asking you…

Dawn raised an eyebrow.

No identity and snarky?

…weirdo…

Then it was quite obvious who it was. Dawn added the contact to her phone, interrupted again by another text.

It's me btw

Very informative, Madison.

Well yeah you knew it was me

You made me work for it…

Always, rainbow

"Rainbow?" Dawn raised an eyebrow at the nickname but had long learned asking Madison questions only left her with more questions. And, strangely, she found herself unbothered by that fact. She still liked her.

"Dawn." She looked up from her phone to Henry in the doorway. He had headphones on and a controller in his hand. "Mom wants to talk to you."

"Okay. What for?"

"Uh…" He shrugged, looking anxious. "Oh crap! I'm dying…gotta go."

Dawn closed her textbooks and stacked them up on her nightstand. She left her room in search of Regina, uncertain of what they needed to talk about. Unless she'd recently trusted Madison or Henry and followed their lead into something, she shouldn't be in trouble.

She came to the living room, managing to relax and tense up all at once. Regina was there but Emma, Belle, Ruby were also present. If anything, Ruby and Emma were most likely not present for trouble. Dawn was beginning to conclude she could get away with some things with them around.

Her eyes fell to the pile of books on the coffee table.

"I already have enough homework…" Dawn said.

"I wouldn't dare give you homework," Emma said, sounding offended.

Regina hit her in the leg, implying she was no longer allowed to have her socked feet on the coffee table. Unlike Ruby and Belle, Emma was always far too comfy…like she lived there. And at this point, everyone would have a hard time convincing Dawn that she didn't.

"It's not homework, dear," Regina said. Gestured to the free space on the couch between Emma and Ruby. Dawn took the seat and easily settled down between the women. "At least not for you. As you know, you and Ruby are in a bit of situation."

"Yeah…but I thought everything was fine as long as we hang out together," Dawn said.

"But it's not a permanent solution, Pup." Ruby offered a small smile.

"Right," Belle said, "It's only a bandaid for something that could become a serious problem in the future. Ruby's health can't be reliant on you always being around."

"That makes sense," Dawn said, "So what's the permanent solution?"

"There's not much text on the subject but I do have a theory. I don't believe the imprint was finished. Again, all in theory – imprinting is the relationship between the wolf and the child. But Dawn has never actually met Red."

"Who's Red?" Dawn questioned.

"It's her wolf name," Emma answered, taking a drink from her beer.

"Oh. So, I just have to meet Red and Ruby's headaches will go away?"

"Again, it's all theory. We have extraordinarily little information to go off of." Belle gestured to the others in the room who'd put in their fair share of research to the subject as well. "So, our best option is that you join Ruby during a full moon."

"Why a full moon?" Dawn asked. She looked at Ruby beside her, "Can't you change whenever you want."

"Full moon transformation isn't voluntary. Red has full control during the full moon," Ruby explained.

"It's your choice, Dawn," Regina said.

"I mean, obviously we can't let any suffering continue…" Dawn murmured.

Emma sighed and placed her beer down on the table. "Listen, we don't know what will happen. We got no facts to back any of this up, kid. You have to decide if you're comfortable with this."

"Well, technically the werewolf knows me, right? Red chose me for the imprint."

"It's possible but we just don't know for certain," Belle said.

A werewolf in a full moon? It didn't seem that bad and surely Regina would have precautions in place. It wasn't as big of a deal to her as they probably were thinking. It was Ruby. Things all around were nice with Ruby.

"I'll do it," Dawn said to Ruby.

"Are you sure?" Ruby questioned.

Dawn nodded, "I trust you. Both of you."

Dawn was back to drawing again. They weren't always the best but when the face was fresh in her mind her accuracy was greatly improved. Her father and Lena – primarily Lena the last few days.

"Always on time, Dawn," Mr. Facilier said as he peeked out of his office as signal for her to come inside.

She closed her notebook, even though he'd gotten a momentary glimpse at whatever was on the page. He didn't mention anything about it as she walked in behind him. She was sure he'd maybe seen something a few times but never pushed to talk about it.

"How has your day been?" He questioned.

"Same as always. A little boring." Dawn shrugged, picking at the binding of her notebook.

"Have you made any new friends?"

"Just the same two. Enzo and Madison. They're a little weird but still nice. I like them.

"I see." He chuckled, offering an agreeable lift of his shoulder.

"Is it my turn to ask you a question?" Dawn pondered aloud as she glanced at the various landscapes mounted on the walls.

"Sure."

"I don't think you ever mentioned…How are you my Chemistry teacher and a counselor?"

"Well, I only teach one class during the school day. Doesn't hurt to be helpful in other areas," he said, "Do not fear. I won't dare make a chemistry pun outside of a class."

"That's much appreciated, Mr. F."

"I feel I should be offended," the man muttered before perking up again. "Anyhow, anything in particular you'd like to speak about?"

Dawn noticed his eyes flickered to her notebook. He never wondered aloud about it but she assumed maybe he was curious. And then she got to thinking about the contents of said notebook. How much mystery those faces held and the answers those people must have had to explain her forgotten life. But Lena in particular…

Something about her.

And then the words just tumbled out – her reluctance be damned.

"I…I think I'm in love with someone." Mr. Facilier lifted his head from the documents on his desk. Dawn ignored his surprised expression – wholly unsure why this was a comfortable conversation despite her internal panic.

"You're in love with someone?"

"Her name is Lena," Dawn said, "Well, at least I think that's her name. I see her face and that's what comes to me. I see her all the time in my head. I draw her a lot. All the time. She's always there."

"Well, love is encouraging." Dawn raised an eyebrow at him. "You've expressed your thoughts about your former life. And from what I understand you didn't believe anything good happened. But you love someone. Someone loves you."

"I don't know if she loves me," Dawn argued. "That's the problem. I can't remember anything!"

Mr. Facilier's gaze flickered to the stack of sticky notes on his desk. They were suddenly hovering above the surface with a purple glow around it. Dawn glanced at it and averted her eyes back to her notebook, picking the edges again.

"Sorry," she murmured.

He reached out and pushed the sticky notes back down to his desk. "It's okay. I can't imagine how frustrating this must be for you."

"Everything I've remembered has been useless. It can't help Emma find out what happened to me and I can't even figure out who this girl is I keep seeing every time I sleep."

"It may not seem helpful, but you've remembered a face. That's important. You may not have the memories but maybe someone else will."

Dawn's fingers tighten around her notebook. She was still unwilling to share the only things that'd come from remembering something of her past. Part of her wanted to figure it out herself, so she could determine if it was really worth leaving all this behind for.

Mr. Facilier swallowed and nodded, taking her lack of reply as the end of the subject.

"Is there anything else? It frustrates you talk about it and I understand. Is there something else to take your mind off it? Anything at all?"

She exhaled softly as her shoulders relaxed, "Apparently, I have to meet a werewolf."

"Don't let anyone tell you you're not interesting, Dawn," he said. "Please go on about that. I'm very, deeply intrigued in how you've managed to acquire a need to do such a thing."