I guess there is a moment in life when you realise you lost everything. You aren't yourself anymore. Things have to change. Otherwise, you aren't going to survive. These four sentences were repeated in Emma's head for a good amount of time before everything went black again.

Emma was asleep on the hospital bed since 3 hours. Dr. Whale had put her on sleeping medication. When he took her from the arms of Mary Margaret, Emma's condition was worse than ever. She was screaming so loud that her face was red. Her breathing was irregular and she was close to pass out. Something needed to be done. He looked at the body and wondered what was next. The medication he had given her would only last for 30 minutes or so. After, everything would be the same as they were before. He sat on the chair and tried to think. He was a doctor god damn it! He was supposed to know what to do in emergency situation like this one. The only problem was that he didn't study in psychology and Emma was having a mental break down for sure. He decided to call Archie. He didn't like this man but he promised Mary Margaret that he would do his best to save her daughter and he thought it was the only solution.

After only a ring Archie answered. He was surprised by the reason of the call but understood the danger. He ended the call saying he would come the fastest he could. He only lived 15 minutes from the hospital but the doctor couldn't take any chances of Emma waken up. He took Emma's body and climb down the stairs that was leading to the psychology department. He never went to this place. It was usually a place only for Regina where she kept people she didn't appreciate back in the Enchanted Forest like Belle. But this time, he gave himself the right to be here. It was an emergency. The place was deserted. The walls were dirty but you could see they used to be white. There wasn't a lot of light. He took a deep breath. It was scary.

"What can I do for you?" Asked a woman. Whale jumped. He hadn't noticed someone was staring at him behind a secretary desk. Looking at her, he observed that she looked tired, unamused. Regina probably made her work there because she didn't like her. Who is she? I don't think I ever saw her before. She must works here always. No sleep, no good food, no good light. Ouch" I'm here for a patient, Emma Swan", he made a movement showing the woman he was holding in his arms. Without any words, the secretary walked in a long corridor with the doctor shortly behind here. She brutally stopped causing Whale to hit here. She didn't even look at him making him believe she didn't notice. Which was strange. She opened a large black door. "This cell is for Emma Swan. It's been reserved for many years." With that, he put Emma's body on the fragile bed and got out without asking any questions. The door violently closed. They made their way back and Dr. Whale climb on the stairs. At his first step on his hospital, he was faced with Archie. He looked concern. "Where's Emma?" Whale pointed at the stairs. An expression of anger went on Archie's face but was soon replaced by disappointment. "You shouldn't had".

"I know"

"You should go talk to her mother. She seemed desperate. Can't blame her though. Emma is in danger and you know it"

With a nod, the doctor went on the waiting room while Archie went on the stairs. He was going to see Emma no matter how hard this was going to be. At first, when he went in Emma's cell, everything was fine. She seemed perfectly asleep. But one minute went on and she started moving in her sleep. She was gasping for air. She woke up shortly after and started screaming not knowing where she was. Archie knew better than to talk to her. It wouldn't do her any good. He sat next to the bed, on the floor. Emma finally seemed to have contact with the reality for half a second and noticed him. It only brings back the demons in her head and she started moving in the bed screaming syllables. Archie just looked at her. He was analyzing her. This was a rare case, but he may know what the problem was. He just sat there and watched her before he decided it was enough. This "session" was taking all of his energy and he knew it was doing the same to his new patient. He slowly got up and closed the door behind not without having a last glance at Emma. He kind of felt bad for her. If she was suffering from what he thought, it was going to be a hard process to come back from it alive. If she didn't die before.

During this time, Dr. Whale came to see Mary Margaret. At his sight, she got up and started running towards him. She has been waiting on this exact spot for 3 hours and no one has come talk to her about the situation. She was feeling worried. She even tried to call Hook but he wasn't answering. She guesses her husband was still in the apartment. Probably cleaning the mess Emma did. She wasn't dumb. She knew David was having a hard time with Emma. It wasn't that he didn't love her, just that these transitions were hard on him. He wanted stability and Emma was the opposite of this. She was going to talk to him soon, but right now she needed to know what was happening to her daughter. It was her priority.

"It's with sadness that I have to inform you that Emma is not going to get better soon."

"How do you know? What's does she have? Can we help here? Did she stop screaming? Where is she? Are we going-"

"In the psychology department. We don't know what she is feeling right now but we are working on it, Archie and myself. Unfortunately, it's going to take a long time. She is…really sick." Snow looked devastated. She stopped breathing for a second before she started processing the information. "Am I going to be able to see her?" She asked in a tiny voice.

"Like I said, she is in the psychology department; in a cell. Nobody can't see her, yet with the exception of doctors."

"It's because of Neal, isn't it?"

"I'm no shrink, I'm only a doctor. You could ask Archie later. But you have to go. You seemed like you haven't had a proper night of sleep in days. Go get some rest." With that, Mary Margaret slowly went back to her home. She was so stress, but she, indeed, needed sleep. So back home, she went straight to bed and called for David to be with her. He gladly accepted without asking questions. Together, they cuddled and slept for the rest of the day.

Archie was talking with Dr. Whale. With a notepad in his hands, he was moving his arms with energy trying to prove his point to Dr. Whale but this one didn't seem to agree. "I'm telling you, Emma is only tired. Nothing to be alarmed."

"How can you say something like that? Emma is in danger. It was written in the prophecy! Hook told us! We should have listen to him and prepare our self so this...this situation would not be exist!"

"Are you really trusting a pirate on this?"

"Do we have another choice? We can save her. It will take time, but we can."

Dr. Whale just sat in silence. He agreed but asked to talk to Hook again before beginning to cure Emma. They needed to know what happened, what's happening and what would happen. This way, they could really fight the problem. Archie nodded and headed home. He had to do the preparation. Whale took his phone and with a sight, dialed Hook's number.

It was the mumbling voice of the pirate that answered the call. "Hello?" Whale went straight to the point. "Hook, Emma's in trouble, we need you."

What do you think of this chapter? Any idea on what's Emma's problem? Have any suggestion?