"Emma! Emma!" Emma opened her eyes to see that she was on a bed. Everyone had their eyes on her. Emma felt hot and sick.

"Emma!" Emma shot up at Snow's voice.

"What.. H-happened?" Emma asked.

"You passed out." Someone said as the memory of earlier flooded her mind, engulfing her every thought.

"Henry.." Emma said. Her son came to her side. She smiled weakly.

"It's hot.." Emma said. Regina poofed her leather jacket off.

"No!" Emma said, split second before her jacket was gone. Her arms were exposed. They had marks of cuts and skin that was pink from old marks. Every one gasped.

Emma did not speak. They understood; She was hurt as a child.

"Emma I'm sorry." Snow said. She hugged her daughter. Emma pushed her away.

"I don't care about you people." Emma said to the King and Queen.

"But Emma, we are your parents." Snow's voice said, almost a plea.

"Not for the 28 years of my life." Emma snapped. Emma moved from the bed. That's when Rumplestiltskin chimed into the room.

"Croc." Emma growled.

"Ok, let me explain something guys. I'm reacting a curse to find my son. You will not remember anything. You-" He pointed to Emma. "Are the only hope to break the curse. So-" He focused his magic to Emma. She was shrunken to a baby. "Are a problem." The group gasped. Rumple smiled. "Just send her through a wardrobe or something."

~15 Years later~

Emma stood in order to the rest of the foster kids as they watched the little girl get into the car with her new parents.

"Don't worry Emma. You will find a home too." The woman said before directing her into the vast building. She walked into her small room. She removed her jacket revealing bruises. Her last foster home wasn't the best.

Emma grabbed her back pack and stuffed it with clothes. She grabbed a few cans stashed away for running. Emma face was red as she hid her book sack. She laid down on her cot, she would need the sleep if she were to run later tonight.

-night-

Emm woke right as the moon crept into the sky. She grabbed her bag as she crept to the door, hurrying out. She closed the door and ran. She didn't stop until she knew they couldn't catch her. She smiled as she opened her bag. She pulled out a blanket the 'Emma' printed on it. She climbed a hill that was overviewing the city. She was only 15. Emma sat on the hill upon the stary night while tightly clutching her blanket. She pulled out a knife from her bag as she cried. She made a slit on her arm. 8 slits were there. Every time she ran a new slit was made. She put the knife away as she let the blood drip. She rested her head down on the grass. She stared into the stars.

"I will have some to love one day." She mumbled. She closed her eyes.

The bright light shone into her eyes as she stood. She grabbed her bag before stealing a car and driving it. She learned years ago on her own. As she drove she was drawn to this sign it said: Storybrooke. She drove into the town before getting out the car. No one would know her here. Emma walked into a diner before sitting down. A man- no.. A boy. Around Emma's age- with black hair walked in and froze; he starred at her. It made her uncomfortable. He ran out and came back with a woman with a pixie cut. She gasped. Emma looked at them with a confused glare. The dropped their gaze and sat at her table.

"Who are you?" Emma said softly.

"Mary Margret and he's Killian." Mary Margret said.

"I'm Em- Jennifer." Cover up name is always safe, right?

She was missing a hand. It was obviously fake because it had no use; looked almost wooden under the glove.

"Where are your parents?" Mary Margert asked. She felt awkward asking her own daughter that.

"I don't ha- I mean they are at home." Emma said. She did not want to go back. Mary Margret knew though.

Another person walked into the diner; blonde hair and baby blue shirt. He hair was in a braid.

"Emma!?" The girl around Emma's age said. Emma stood and ran to hug the girl.

"Elsa?" Emma said they hugged each other.

"Emma guess what!" She said, smiling.

"Hmm?" Emma said, matching her excitement.

"I found a family." Elsa said. Emma smiled.

"Awesome!" She said. She couldn't help feeling jealous.

"Did you find a home too? Is that why you're here?" Elsa asked. Emma's eyes swelled with tears and Elsa pulled her into another hug. Snow and Killian stood watching the reunion.

"Elsa?" Emma said. She looked up to see her face.

"Never mind." Emma said before running out the diner. Emma ran to Mayor's home. She didn't knock; she just stood there. The door opened to see a woman with short black hair.

"Emma?!" She said. Emma looked at her quizzed. "Come inside." The woman said. She hesitated. Emma walked in.

"I'm Regina." She said.

Regina wondered why only she, Snow, and Killian remembered. Well besides Rumple.

"How do you know me?" Emma's anxiety was engulfing her whole.

Regina pulled out a book called Once Upon A Time. Emma looked at her questionably. Emma grabbed the book and flipped through it.

"Fairy tales? That's what you're going with?" Emma asked. Regina look puzzled. Shouldn't have it worked?

Emma started choking. She was having a huge coughing fit. She fell to the floor, deprived of air. She slowly closed her eyes, trying to breathe. Regina dialed 911.