Summary: Buffy, Faith and Dawn were born to Regina and King Leopold in the Enchanted Forest world. Shortly after Dawn's birth when Faith and Buffy were six, they were kidnapped by Rumpelstiltskin and sent into our world. There they were split up. Buffy going to the Summers family. Faith going to the Lehane family. And Dawn going to the Order of Dagon to become the vessel for the Key. They lived their separate lives and as they grew up they forgot about everything from before their abduction. Till one day long after they were reunited did they finally start to remember.

Pairings: No Pairings currently planned, though suggestions are welcome.

Disclaimer: Once Upon a Time and Buffy are both owned by Disney.

Author's Note: This is a small rewrite of my other Once Upon A Slayer story, which has been discontinued as a result.

Prologue: Once Upon A Slayer

May 20, 2003

Sunnydale, California

The bus rolled on, just ahead of the cracking earth. Faith Lehane crouched beside Robin Wood, staunching his wound, as Rupert Giles wrapped a tourniquet around a wounded Rona, who was fading.

Vi was in her face, yelling at her, "Stay awake! Look at me! This is nothing!"

Andrew Wells sat by himself, bewildered. "Why didn't I die?" he murmured.

Xander Harris tended a Slayer, lost in his fears for Anya.

Kennedy held Willow Rosenberg, who was exhausted and drained.

And Dawn Summers was worried that her sister had left her, as her mother had . . . that they were both gone . . .

And then she saw her sister running along the rooftops, jumping off a building as it collapsed, and onto another as the bus trundled down the street; windows and beams and girders smashing down beneath her feet as Buffy Summers kept going, leaping like a freed captive. Then the bus pulled out ahead of the last building and Buffy jumped an impossible distance, directly in front of the crumbling Sun Cinema sign, and landed hard on top of the bus.

Buffy held on, looking over the back of the vehicle at the cracks chasing them.

The entire town was sinking into a smoking black crater, a tiny bus just making its way to the edge of the town ahead of the destruction.

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Inside the bus, Faith looked out, and said to Robin, "Ease off. We're clear."

The bus screeched to a stop. Buffy jumped off and the occupants started piling out.

Dawn opened the back door and jumped out, ran to her sister, and they embraced. Warmth, solidity.

Xander knew, the moment he saw Andrew, he knew. Still, he asked him, "Did you see?"

Andrew was near tears. "I was scared. I'm sorry."

He pushed, harder than he had ever pushed for anything in his life." Did you see what happened?" He searched Andrew's face. "Was she...?"

Andrew gazed at him. The tears were there . . . and so was the answer. "She was incredible," he told Xander. "She died saving my life."

Xander put a hand on Andrew's shoulder. "That's my girl. Always doing the stupid thing."

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Then it was just Faith and the guy who figured he was some big hot surprise; she checked out his big hot wound and lied through her teeth as she said, "It's not bad. You just sit here."

"That's the plan," he gritted.

Faith said, "I'll get someone to—"

"Did we make it?" He looked at her. "Did we make it?"

She gave him the word. "We made it. We won."

He smiled a little . . . and then he was just staring. And still.

Faith took a moment to contemplate what had been, would could have been, and moved to close his eyes. Then he coughed, spasming back to life; she drew back her hand, as startled as he was.

"Surprise," he whispered.

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Sunnydale was a smoking black crater.

Buffy and Giles walked toward the edge of it, smoke rolling before them, as he said, "I don't understand. What did this?"

"Spike," Buffy replied.

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The sign that read WELCOME TO SUNNYDALE toppled backward into the crater; the fillip on the town's demise, as girls milled about, counting their losses, checking in, processing that they had not only survived, but prevailed.

Buffy and Dawn stood with Giles, Xander and Willow, a bit apart; then Faith came up to join them as they all gazed out at the end of Sunnydale.

"Looks like the Hellmouth is officially closed for business," Faith said.

"There is another one in Cleveland," Giles observed. "Not to spoil the moment . . ."

"We saved the world," Xander breathed.

"We changed the world," Willow corrected him. Her eyes were shining as she looked at her best friend. "I can feel them, Buffy. All over. There are Slayers awakening everywhere."

"We'll have to find them," Dawn said.

"We will," Willow agreed.

Giles sighed theatrically. "Yes, because the mall was actually in Sunnydale, so no hope of going there tomorrow . . ."

Dawn choked. "We destroyed the mall? I fought on the wrong side."

"All those stores gone," Xander said sadly. "The Gap, Starbucks, Toys 'R' Us . . . who will remember these landmarks unless we tell the world of them?"

"We have a lot of work ahead of us," Giles said.

Faith appealed to the group. "Can I push him in?"

"You got my vote," Willow said, grinning.

Faith yawned, stretched. "I just wanna sleep, yo. For like a week."

"I guess we all could," Dawn said. "If we wanted to."

"Yeah, The First is scrunched, so . . ." Willow looked at Buffy. "What do you think we should do, Buffy?"

Faith grinned at the Slayer. "Yeah, you're not the one and only Chosen anymore. Just gotta live like a person. How's that feel?"

Buffy looked at Faith.

"Buffy?" Dawn asked her big sister. "What are we going to do?"

Buffy Summers looked at her loved ones, then back at the crater, she considered the question. A small smile crept over her lips.

Sometime in the Past

Evil Queen's Castle, The Enchanted Forest

Buffy ran up to her mother as she stood beside her sisters. Her mother smiled as she looked between her, Faith and their half-sister.

"Do you want to meet your baby sister?" the mother asked as Buffy, Faith and their half-sister nodded.

"Yes, we do," the half-sister said with a smile on her face.

"Yes, mom." Buffy and Faith agreed.

The mother looked to her step-daughter. "Snow would you like the honors of naming her?"

Snow, the half-sister, smiled and nodded. "Dawn, I think you should name her Dawn."

The mother smiled as she looked down at the baby in her arms. "Dawn, it is then," she said as she handed the baby to Snow.

October 20, 2011

International Slayer's Council Headquarters, Kinclaven, Scotland

Buffy woke with a start and looked around the darkened room in her suite at the International Slayer's Council. After the destruction of Sunnydale; she along with the rest of the Scoobies and Giles had made their way to England. The first part of their plan was to acquire the access to funds that the Watcher's Council had and their properties. Within two months they had setup in one of the properties in Scotland.

She shook her head as she tried think about why she would have had a dream about Dawn and Faith that she was sure was fake.

Sometime in the Past

Evil Queen's Castle, The Enchanted Forest

A woman walked walking down a hall of a castle passing mirrors as she headed down the hall.

In the mirrors was a man's face. He moved from mirror to mirror as the woman walked past them. "What happened?" he asked. "Did you get your answer? What's going on? Your Majesty? Your Majesty!"

The woman entered the room at the end of the hallway and she looked at the elderly man that was there lighting candles. "Did Rumpelstiltskin tell you what you needed to know?" the elderly man asked.

"Yes."

"And?" he wondered.

"I'm not sure I should say. I'm conflicted," The woman replied with a twinge of regret in her voice.

"How bad is it? Maybe I can help."

"I have to cut out the heart of the thing I love most."

The elderly man nodded in understanding. He was the thing she loved the most. "Me?"

The woman let out a long sigh. She did not want to kill him. "Daddy, I don't know what to do."

The father sighed; he too did not want his daughter to kill him. "My dear, please. You don't have to do this."

"I have to do something."

"Then move past this. I know this may sound self-serving, but you don't need to enact the curse."

"But I can't keep living like this," the woman said as she looked at her father. "What Snow did to me, what she took from me? It's eating me alive, Daddy. Her very existence mocks me. She must be punished."

"But, if the price is a hole that will never be filled, why do it? Stop worrying about Snow White and start over. We can have a new life." Father said.

"But what kind of life? All I've worked for, all I've built, would be gone. My own children are gone. My power will disappear. They already think I'm nothing."

"Power is seductive. But so is love. You can have that again," her father said as he smiled at her.

"I just want to be happy."

"You can be. Of this I'm sure. But I believe, given the chance, we can find happiness. Together, maybe even find my granddaughters—your daughters. But the choice is yours."

"I think you're right. I can be happy," the woman said as she drew a dagger from inside the folds of her clothes. "Just not here." She thrusts the dagger into his heart, killing him. ""I'm sorry …"

October 20, 2011

International Slayer's Council Regional Facility, Cleveland, Ohio

Faith woke with a start as she sat up in bed. She looked around her room at the new ISC's Cleveland facility. She searched the dark for answers to her dream.

Sometime in the Past

Rumpelstiltskin's Castle, The Enchanted Forest

Several men escorted two children and an infant into a large room of a castle or was it a manor house?

"Ah you have brought me the Queen's children. Happy day this is," a man said who had a very pale and gray complexion.

"Our payment?" another man asked.

"It waits for you in the hall," the gray faced man said. "Leave us."

The men who brought the children nod and left them with the gray-faced man. They closed the door behind them so any escape plans the children might have disappeared with the closing of the door.

"Now to make my plan work to plant the seeds of discontent between the Queen and Snow White. You three will be sent far away and Snow White will be blamed for your disappearance," the man said as he smiled and with a little bit of magic the children vanished into thin air. "Oh, what a happy day this is."

October 20, 2011

International Slayer's Council Headquarters, Kinclaven, Scotland

After breakfast Dawn made her way to Giles office where she found Buffy waiting.

"Buffy?" Dawn asked as she saw the looked in her sister's eye and knew that something was up with her sister. "Apocalypse?"

Buffy shook her head. "No … no apocalypse. I just had a dream last night. Felt sort of like a Slayer dream. But it seemed to be of the past."

Just then Giles walked through the door. "What dream?" he asked having caught the tail end of the conversation.

"There was me and Faith, we were like six or seven. There was another girl with us, and a woman holding a baby. The woman asked the girl I didn't recognize if she wanted to name the baby. The girl in question said she wanted to name the baby Dawn. I saw never saw anyone but Faith and the baby's faces. Faith did look like a younger version of our Faith. And the baby, well she looked exactly like what Dawn does in my memory of mom bringing her home from the hospital. It seemed so real, kind of like a Slayer dream but not."

"Interesting," Giles said with a nod of his head.

"You say there were you, Faith, this other girl and a baby?" Dawn asked as she remembered her reason for being there.

Buffy nodded.

"Then I can up your weirdness. I dreamt of two little girls, one of them holding an infant. There were these men and they kidnapped them and delivered them to this gray-faced looking man. He was going to send them somewhere else and then blame it all on Snow White so that there would be a rift between her and the Queen." Dawn said. "I saw no one's faces either. And I think I was looking out of the baby's eyes for the entirety of the dream."

"Interesting. Maybe we should have everyone research this and see if there is something to these dreams." Giles said.

Suddenly Giles' secretary came over the intercom. "Mr. Giles, Ms. Lehane at the Cleveland Facility is on line one."

Giles moved to his desk and put Faith on speakerphone, "Hello, Faith. You are on speaker."

"I think I may have had a Slayer dream last night, but I'm not sure."

"Faith, Buffy and Dawn are here they were just relating to me dreams they had also. Tell me yours." Giles said.

"Hey B, little D. Well G-man…"

"I wish both you and Xander would quit calling me that." Giles said.

"No promises, but I'll try. Force of habit you know as I've been doing it for so long. Anyways in my dream there was a man and a woman. The man was the father and the woman his daughter. I didn't catch any names or see their faces. But the woman killed her father. Something about getting revenge on Snow White for something she believed this Snow White had done."

"Interesting." Giles said as he looked toward Dawn. "You and Dawn have had one thing in common in your dreams. You both mentioned a person named Snow White."

"Okay, that's weird. So even little D had a dream?" Faith asked.

"Yes, I did, Faith." Dawn said.

"So, it's more than probably just a Slayer dream then cause last I checked little D, isn't a Slayer. Right?" Faith said.

"Correct, Faith." Giles said. "Dawn isn't a Slayer, though I've always been under the assumption that she could have been a potential."

"That wouldn't make sense," Dawn said, "since I wasn't called when Willow did her spell."

"I know, Dawn," Giles sighed. He turned his attention back toward the phone. "Faith I think you should come here. Leave Kennedy in charge. And then catch the first plane here."

"Okay, G-man."

October 22, 2011

Swan Apartment, Boston, Massachusetts

"Uh? Can I help you?" Emma Swan asked slightly shocked a kid his age would be out so late without his parents.

"Are you Emma Swan?" he asked with slight hope in his eyes.

"Yeah. Who are you?"

"My name's Henry. I'm your son," he stated a smile breaking across his tiny face.

Before Emma could process what just happened the boy pushed past her into the apartment heading towards the kitchen. Henry was paying attention to every detail of his new surroundings trying to see if they would give him any insight into his mom's life.

"Hey kid! I don't have a son," she said as she quickly followed the boy into the kitchen. "Where are your parents?"

"Ten years ago, did you give a baby up for adoption?" Henry asked seeing the blonde's face fall as recognition hit her. "That was me. You know we should probably get going."

"Going where?" Emma asked wondering what Henry had in mind.

"I want you to come home with me."

"Okay, kid. I'm calling the cops," Emma snapped heading to the phone.

"Then I'll tell them you kidnapped me," Henry said with a nod.

"And they'll believe you because I'm your birth mother. You're not going to do that."

"Try me," Henry had a devious look in his eyes which meant, he meant business.

"You're pretty good. But here's the thing–there's not a lot I'm great at in life. I have one skill. Let's call it a superpower. I can tell when anyone is lying and you, kid, are," Emma reached for the phone again.

"Please, come home with me," Henry pleaded.

"Where's home?" Emma asked knowing she was going to regret the question.

"Storybrooke, Maine," Henry replied.