A/N: First off, thanks so much for having faith in me and this story! :) Second, hope I don't disappoint you with this chapter!

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.

'Red Snow'

Chapter 1, 'Tell me about the curse'

"Ma'am? Ma'am!" Charlotte exclaimed as she ran through the halls of the school. She always hated running, she preferred being lazy and laying on a couch the entire day, but she didn't have another choice. "Summer!"

That got her attention. Summer turned around, book still pressed against her chest, and much to Charlotte's shock, she had been crying.
"Why are you crying?" Charlotte asked. Summer sniffed, and chuckled humorlessly.

"Because you're our only hope, and you don't want to help us. Why are you following me?" Summer asked. Charlotte sighed, and shrugged.
"You seem to know who my real parents are – and I want to know who they are. I figured I had no other option."

Summer nodded.

"So are you coming with me to Storybrooke?" Summer asked.

"I guess so."

Summer's sadness evaporated so quickly that it was almost inhuman, and it was replaced with a bright smile. "Great! Come!"

Summer ran off without warning Charlotte, and Charlotte found herself running once again.

"Summer! Summer, I have one condition," Charlotte said, and Summer froze. She turned around slowly, and then nodded.

"You will tell me how you know all of this, in complete detail."

Summer nodded again, and Charlotte took in a deep breath. "Okay. Where's Storybrooke?"

-RedSnow-

"So you're trying to tell me that... that all fairytale characters are trapped? In our world?" Charlotte asked, incredulously. Summer nodded, and turned right at the exit. The small car protested heavily, but Summer didn't want to hear any of it. "And how, exactly?"

Summer sighed, and a few minutes later, pulled the car over to stop in the middle of a forest.

"I will tell you, but you will believe what I'm telling you. Promise me that, Charlotte. You have to believe me."
"I will do my best."

Summer braced herself, and then nodded.

"Alright."

"And you, Prince Charming, will you take Snow White to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

Charming smiled at the beautiful woman in front of him. Her green eyes twinkled in the faint sunlight, and he found himself falling in love with her all over again.

He nodded, and Snow's smile became almost out of proportions.

"I will," Charming said. The priest clapped in his hands.

"Then I now pronounce you husband and-"

"Sorry I'm late," a voice said, and the doors to the hall opened, revealing everybody's biggest fear – King John.

"John, you have no right to be here-"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Prince Charming, but the last time I checked, I was king and you weren't."

Snow grabbed Charming's hand, and he looked at her, secretly reassuring her everything would be fine. But he knew that she was much stronger than he was, and if it would eventually come to a battle, she would do the fighting and he would only encourage her. The sight made him a bit happier.

"What do you want from us?" Snow asked, and John laughed a bitter laugh.
"I don't want anything from you. You've got nothing to give me, other than hearts and flowers. I don't want that, Snow."

"Then what do you want?"

"Destroy your happiness."

Gasps rose from the crowd, but Snow stepped in front of Charming.
"You won't succeed, John. You will never succeed."

"No? Oh, what a shame then. I came for nothing," John said, dryly, and Snow swallowed.

"Leave us alone," she said pointedly, and John raised his sword.

"I'm sorry, Snow White. But I'm afraid I can't let that happen," he said, and a power came out of his sword, casting a dark glow over the castle and its inhabitants. Charming pulled Snow closer to him, but she gently wriggled away from his hold. He looked at her, frowning, and she shook her head.

"It's okay, I can handle this," she whispered, and Charming nodded. She stepped off the little platform where she had just been wed to her prince, and approached John.

John stared at her. Apparently, he hadn't expected her to do something like this.

"What have you done?" she asked, gently, and John lowered his sword.

"What I should have done earlier, dear Snow," he replied, in the same gentle tone as she had spoken, and approached her until the two met, their faces inches apart. "Destroy your life."

"You destroyed my life a long time ago, John."

"Except it wasn't enough destroying, Snow," he hissed, and stepped back from her. He addressed the crowd again.

"What I just did was casting a curse upon you. All of you. Soon everything you love, everything all of you love, will be taken from you forever. Out of your suffering will rise my victory. I shall destroy your happiness if it is the last thing I do."

And with that, King John and his men left the hall, leaving behind a stunned crowd and Prince Charming, and a furious Snow White.

"Was that the curse you were talking about?" Charlotte asked. Summer sighed, and nodded.

"John is an evil king. People also know him as Red John – he wants to see blood."

"Whose?"

"That doesn't matter. Most times, it was Snow White's blood."

"What had she done to make the king so angry at her?"
"Being born, I guess. It's really a long story... Apparently, Snow destroyed his happiness, and in return, he destroys hers. Evil doesn't make any sense sometimes."

"Okay..." Charlotte said, taking everything Summer had just told her in account.

So there was some magic land where all fairytale characters we knew lived together, and there was a curse. It still did not make any sense at all.
"And after the curse, they ended up in Storybrooke?"

"What are you gonna do then, Snow? Stop him? You know you can't," Charming said, and Snow White sighed. She rubbed her swollen belly, and turned towards Charming.
"I know I can't. He won't listen to me. But I have to try. It are our people in danger, Charming. I have to help."

"But you're pregnant-"

"I could very well be disabled and blind, I don't care! It is my fault that John did this. I destroyed his life, nobody else. I have to stop him."

Charming sighed, and gathered Snow in his arms.
"But I can't lose you nor the baby."

"You won't. I promise. We'll be together, I'll make sure of that."

"Your Highness, I'm sorry to interrupt, but we demand your presence at the meeting with the rest," Luther said, and Charming nodded. He stepped away from Snow, and was about to follow to man when he noticed Snow was close behind him.

"Snow," Charming said, but she just grabbed his hand.

"Charming," she replied, and Charming rolled his eyes, before giving in and squeezing her hand.

"You stubborn woman," he muttered under his breath, and judging from the way she almost painfully squeezed his hand, she'd heard.

-RedSnow-

"This, Your Highness, is a magic wardrobe," Luther explained, and he clapped in his hand. A tree entered, pulled forward by a few of Charming's men. Luther chuckled quietly at seeing the tree. "Well, it ought to be a wardrobe eventually. We have Geppetto to make a wardrobe out of it."

Luther pointed at Geppetto, who was nodding and smiling faintly at the prince and princess.

"When it is done, it will bring any person that enters it into another world. A cruel world, but it will save the person from any harm The Curse will commit here."

Charming and Snow smiled at each other, seeing that this was their saving. Luther saw, and swallowed, lowering his head.

"There is one downside, though. There is only room for one."

The smiles of everybody at the table faltered.

"Come again?" Snow said, and Luther swallowed again.

"The fairies will put as much magic in the wardrobe as possible, but it is only going to be enough for one."

"Snow will go," Charming immediately said, and Snow froze.

"What? No, you'll go."

"But you're pregnant-"

"And I love you too much to let something happen to you. Charming, it has taken so long for us to get here... you deserve this more than anybody."

Charming shook his head. "I promised to protect you, and I won't stray off that path. You will go, and I don't want to hear another word."

Snow leant back into the big chair, and sighed, once again brushing her belly. "Fine, I will go. But I will come looking for you. For all of you."

And so it was set – Snow White would sit in the wardrobe when The Curse arrived.

-RedSnow-

Too bad fate had something else in store for the young couple.

"It's gonna be okay, Snow, it's gonna be just fine. Keep breathing, my love," Charming whispered in Snow's ear, but she in return just squeezed his hand, almost pulverizing all the bones in it. Charming winched, but didn't claim back his hand. Instead, he placed a kiss on the top of Snow's head, as another contraction came and Snow screamed out in pain.

"I love you, Snow-"

"Just shut up and make this stop!" Snow hissed, squeezing his hand even tighter. Charming brushed a strand of hair out of her face. The contraction ebbed away, and Snow started sobbing, burying her face in the crook of Charming's neck, twisting her body in an awkward position. "I can't do this anymore, Charming. I can't..."

"You have to, Snow. You can't go back now," Charming whispered, then found a way of making her forget the pain for a few seconds. "You were so stubborn to get on that horse while you knew the baby could come every moment, now you just have to bear the consequences."

Snow slapped his chest, and Charming chuckled, before winching when she painfully squeezed his hand again.

"Now push again, Your Majesty," the doctor said, and Snow did as the man ordered her.

A knock on the door stopped all of them, and Charming and Snow exchanged some worried looks.

"Come in."

Luther came in, and Snow immediately shook her head.
"Don't... say it," she breathed between puffs. Luther lowered his head, and took in a deep breath.

"The Curse is here. You have to decide who will go into the wardrobe, Your Highness."

Charming seemed to have already made the decision, and was about to tell the doctor that Snow would still be in the wardrobe, when the man shook his head.

"She can't be moved now, Your Highness. I'm sorry, but it is either you or the baby."

"Then it will be the baby-"

"Charming!" Snow exclaimed, and when the doctor immediately stopped talking with the two other men, Charming knew the baby was there. As Snow's screams grew louder and her hold on Charming's hand grew impossibly tighter, they were met with the cry of a new-born.

Snow's body went numb and the doctor handed the little baby to Charming, who immediately placed it in Snow's arms.

"What is her name?" the doctor asked, in an attempt to make this moment as sweet as possible, even though everybody knew that The Curse was approaching and it couldn't be sweet.

Charming looked into Snow's eyes, and they smiled as bright as physically possible.

"Charlotte," they said in unison, and Luther and the doctor smiled as well.

Charming sobered when they all heard loud noises from outside the castle, and Snow shook her head.

"No..." she whispered, and Charming brushed her cheek.

"It is our only hope, Snow. She will come back to save us, I know it."

"Charlotte," Snow breathed, before Charming linked his and Snow's lips in a passionate kiss. When he pulled away, Snow was crying, which surprised all of them.

"She's so beautiful," Snow whispered, and Charming nodded.

"She looks like her mother," he replied, and despite her tears, Snow rolled her eyes.

"Your Highness," Luther interrupted. Charming gently took Charlotte away from Snow.

"I love you, Snow," he said, and as the prince exited the bedroom, Snow broke down and cried. In a time span of thirty seconds, she had both gotten a baby and lost it. And if Luther was right, The Curse could be here any moment and everything was going to be destroyed and she was also going to lose her husband.

"But now, nobody knows it anymore? That they're a fairytale character, I mean."

Summer nodded.

"And you said that nobody can leave Storybrooke?"

"They can't, no. If they do, bad things happen."

"Bad things?"

"Car crash, heart attack. Bad things. Also, nobody can enter Storybrooke if they don't belong there."

"But... if nobody can leave town, or enter it, then how can I enter it? And how could you leave it?"

Summer shrugged. "I'm not sure about that. But all the stories of the people in the town are written in this book. I've read the book thousands of times, and I can match most characters to people in town, but I still can't find out who I am. Guess I'll never know then."

"And you're saying that... that I'm the Charlotte from the book. The daughter of Prince Charming and Snow White?"

Summer nodded, and started the engines again. Charlotte sighed, and looked at the book that was placed in her lap.

"And what is your plan for bringing back the people's memories?"

Summer smiled, but Charlotte wasn't sure whether she was smiling because of Charlotte's foolishness or the fact that they passed a sign saying 'Welcome in Storybrooke'.

"We'll see when we get there, won't we?"

When Charlotte sighed, and looked away, Summer's smile widened even more.

Because the town clock, that had stopped ticking for seventeen years, had started ticking again.

A/N: I know most people already kinda know who Prince Charming is, but Snow White? Do you know who Snow White is? It's not so hard, just think about it :D. It's gonna take a while before I officially reveal that piece of information, but you can guess. I mean, I revealed her eye color. Now, how many women in the show have green eyes? :P

And you should appreciate the Jisbon you get now, 'cause it ain't gonna be all hearts and flowers in later chapters :)