Ruby Lucas knew for a fact that she had less than nothing in common with the sweet, demure, well, kind of boring school teacher Mary Margaret Blanchard. She knew this. But she also knew that there was just something about the other woman that called to her. Not romantically, necessarily – because Ruby had lots of experience in dealing with that sort of desire – but what she felt every great once in awhile for Mary Margaret was more of a… longing for a friendship, strange as it was. Like she wanted back a friend that she had lost from another life.