This is going to be a shorter one of my fan fictions, but I wanted to try out this idea and see how far I could take it, so here is SnowQueen in Neverland! Leave a review and I hope you enjoy! This scene is set during 3x05 and 3x07, Good Form and Ariel.

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Regina was trailing behind the rest of us. She looked completely exhausted and ready to pounce someone. I let go of David's arm and went back for her.

She was resting on a log and dabbing a handkerchief against her forehead. Without exchanging any words, I sat beside her and pulled out my water flask. I offered it to her, but she pushed my hand away. I nodded and took a large gulp.

"We'll find him," I assured her. Her head turned to face me at a breakneck speed and her face looked irritated, but it did well to mask her terror and anxiety.

"How are you so hopeful," Regina growled.

"If I didn't have hope, I wouldn't be here. You would've killed me."

"Too bad for me," she muttered quietly, so quiet that I thought it was a gust of wind.

"I know you don't want me dead."

"Maybe not, but I never said that means I tolerate you and your un-charming husband."

"You will someday."

"What makes you so sure?" I ignored the bite and hostility that coated her words.

"Because you can't be angry forever."

"Again, what makes you so sure?"

"Henry. He has an effect on you that nobody else ever will." She refused to look into my eyes and let her eyes wander, but I kept my gaze fixed on her.

"You know, you had that effect on me. You have since you rescued me from that horse."

"Oh yes, I'm very aware of your little childhood crush. When did I stop having that affect on you? When I sent the huntsman?"

"No, even when you made it clear that you wanted me dead, I still adored you, sometimes." She nodded and took the flask from my idle hands. She drank and placed it back in my hand and we sat there, unmoving, for a comfortable eternity, until our silence was interrupted by Emma telling us they set up camp.

I failed to tell her she still had that affect on me, but that could wait for another time when Storybrooke and it's residents don't need saving.

I caught up to David, where he helped set up beds. I went back into the forest to collect wood for a fire.

We were in Neverland for an endless amount of days with barely any leads at getting home. We found Neal's old shelter from his stay and his contraption. Emma figures out the map, but we have no idea how to advance through this God-forsaken island and save Henry. Hook has told us of some sort of sailors contraption and the possibility that his brother left it for him.

After dinner, David and I went right to bed. Ever since we reached this island, things have been weird, different, and puzzling, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Something is up with David and I don't know what.

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David and Hook were off finding the contraption he talked about to decipher Neal's map. He was being weirder than normal when saying goodbye, saying Neverland is a dangerous place and that I might never see him again. He really perplexed me sometimes, it it was endearing how much he cares for me. Regina, Emma and I were alone for the time being.

I was hunched over in the grass, bow drawn and aimed straight for the pig a few feet away in the clearing. Emma and Regina were posted on my right and left, ready.

A lanky boy with freckles and dirt covering his sweet-looking face emerged with a spear grasped in his hands, pointed at the exact same pig. Pointing upwards, my arrow hit the rope dead on and the net fell over his unsuspecting form. He struggled to get up and we all surrounded him.

"What the hell? Are you trying to start a war with Pan?" The boy made his way out of the net and was facing us, anger and hurt evident on his scratched face.

"He started the war when he took him," Emma said. She could barely contain the anger in her voice, but she almost hid it well.

"We can help you, all of you, leave. You all had families and we can bring you to them, if you help us," I promised. I made my voice as sweet as possible, sure to make Regina roll her eyes.

"Why would we want to leave? That's why we came here." Suddenly, Regina waved her hands and a bar of chocolate was sitting face up in the palm of her hand.

"What is that," he asked.

"Chocolate. I figured you'd want something sweet." He slowly inched his way forward and gently took the bar of chocolate. Regina grinned coyly, only for him to chuck it into the bush behind him. We all stepped forward with our weapons pointed at him.

"You want to stay here, with Pan? When he did that?" Emma pointed to the clean scratch on his face and he grinned.

"Oh, this isn't from Pan. This is from Henry." Regina took a step back.

"He would never do that," Emma uttered. His smile only grew more sly at her mutterings.

Regina growled and I put a steadying hand on her shoulder. She relaxed a bit and I swore I thought I heard her sigh under her breath.

"It's too late," he insisted, "Henry is a lost boy now." Emma was now holding him by the front of his shirt and pushing him up against a tree violently.

"You're boy is one of the most vicious recruits we've had in ages." Emmapushedhim away and stomped off.

"Don't let him get to you, okay," I whispered. From behind her Regina was pacing.

"Move aside," she insisted.

"Why," I asked cautiously.

"So I can rip his heart out. Then he'll do exactly what we want." She smiled like the most charming devil I had ever seen and I tried slowing my heart down to a reasonable pace. He cowered under her smile and struggled against the ropes tying him to the tree.

"Emma, this is not how we do things, we can get to him another way."

"Really," Regina said in disbelief,"and what do you think Emma?"

"I think we need to talk to our son." Emma grabbed a hold on me as I struggled under her arms. Behind us, Regina walked towards him and thrust her hand into his chest.

"I'm sorry," she whispered into my ear as I began crying.

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We were all alone again. We gave our message to Henry and he's doing okay, for being held captive by a psychotic teenager. We walked back to our camp as Emma and I apologized.

The snapping of branches behind us alerted us to a presence. I drew my bow, Emma her sword, and Regina, a trust fireball.

"Stand down, it's just us." David and Hook emerged from a thicket of bushes from their journey.

"We didn't find the sextant," Hook said. Emma sighed.

Out of the blue, David swept me up into his arms and kissed me. He didn't hold back as the rest of the group failed to look away. Regina and Emma grumbled, while I'm sure Hook paid no mind to it.

"What was that for?" I asked, out of breath as he put me down.

"Because I love you," he murmured, quickly pecking me on the cheek before sweeping past me to get back to camp.

Everyone else went off to do chores. Regina was helping me hunt, while David made a fire, and Emma and Hook were off doing God knows what.

"Why are you helping me hunt? I thought you loved animals."

"That was before I went all evil, and because a fireball can roast it." She said like it was common sense. I shrugged and hid in the bushes as a tall-looking bird pecked it's way around the forest.

"There," I whispered,"ready?" She nodded and conjured a fireball in her hand. I host my arrow with precision straight through the birds chest, and Regina hurled her fireball to the fallen bird. He caught fire right away. She quickly stifled the fire and held up the bird.

"See? Chicken." I laughed heartily, something I haven't done since we landed here. She grinned back and threw the cooked bird over her shoulder, ready to find the next unsuspecting animal.

"How did you do this, when you were a bandit. I can't imagine what it was like."

"Well, it was survival of the fittest, I guess. I had to learn how to be the fittest in order to survive, it didn't matter if I wanted to kill those animals."

"I'm…sorry. For putting you through that."

"Don't worry, look at me now!"

"As annoying as ever," she muttered. I laughed again and we turned back for camp.

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Echo caves was the roadblock we all wished didn't stand in our way. Regina was teaming with Gold, but she attended our visit to Echo Caves without him.

We walked in and right away, we saw Neal in a bamboo cage, at least 100 feet across our little platform of rock.

"How are we gonna get across," I asked.

"I don't know. We can't use a rope; there isn't anything for it to grab onto anyway."

"Magic," Regina murmured, conjuring up a ball of purple smoke in her capable hands.

"Stop," I said,"The magic is unpredictable. If Pan set this up he would've let it go without magic."

"Aye, she's right, to get across, we follow the rules," Hook said.

"What do we do then," Emma asked.

"Well, we just tell secrets, I guess."

"How do we know this works," Regina asked.

"I don't know how this works, but this is how I heard the rumour, so who's going first?" Everyone looked at me.

"Why me?"

"Well, let's just say you aren't the best at keeping secrets, consider this a favour," Regina remarked. I rolled my eyes and thought.

"I'm still in love with Regina," I blurted. I shut my eyes to avoid David's shock-stricken face, Regina's confused glare, or Emma's hurt.

"I have been since I was ten and it still hurts but I'm still in love with you and I've tried getting over it but I can't and it's awful but it's the truth and the truth hates me." I slowly opened my eyes and David was across from me, almost in tears at hearing his wife confess her love to another woman.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, before walking out of the caves and wiping the tears cascading down my cheeks. I heard someone following.

"You may be better at keeping secrets than I thought," Regina muttered. She walked up behind me and held my shoulder. I pulled away, no matter how much it hurt to do so.

"I can't love you right now. I have a husband, a daughter, a grandson in danger, I can't love you." She wrapped her slender arms around me and put her head on her shoulder.

"I can't love you right now either. You told my secret, we're in Neverland with a renegade teenager wreaking havoc on everything, and my son needs me." I nodded and leant my head against hers still resting on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"Why are you saying sorry?"

"Because I love you and I can't love you. You soul is fuelled by revenge on my family and you're supposed to be evil and I'm supposed to be good and it can't happen and I love you and I'm sorry."

"I said I can't love you right now," she whispered,"but I'm finished with my revenge, and I just want love. I choose love. Revenge can't get me love. would it be so bad if I loved you too?"

"What about David?"

"I think you've got a decision ahead of you," she murmured. I turned around and she wiped the tears streaming down my flushed cheeks and very softly and steadily pressed her lips to mine. Just as I felt better with her, she was backing away and holding my cheek. She turned around and went back into the cave while I broke down.