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Cassandra was running fast through the trees. Her heart pounding, she had lost Henry somewhere further back, but knew separating was safest for both of them.

She could no longer hear the man shouting. She paused, catching her breath, to look around the forest. She smiled as she could not see the man with the crossbow who had caught her and Henry unawares.

"Casey" she heard a voice echo through the forest.

"Henry?" she screamed in return, turning around to try and locate where his voice was coming from.

"Lost little girl." Ingrid's cool voice taunted

Cassandra turned to see her appear from behind a tree. She immediately had her knife out ready to attack.

Ingrid gave a small half smile, and with a wave of her hand the blade froze and shattered.

"What do you want?" Cassandra hissed, backing away slowly, her eyes darting.

"I haven't seen anyone lose someone they cared about in a while, and I needed some entertainment."

"Henry? Where is he?" Cassandra gasped, anger rising within her.

"Oh around." Emma smiled appearing from a nearby tree, Elsa by her side.

Their royal dresses looked so out of place in this forest, making Cassandra feel even more ill at ease, she turned and began to run through the trees, screaming for Henry.

"Casey…" she heard a quiet whisper.

She turned to see him, crouched down, as she came closer, he stood up, confusion on his face. She smiled, it had been one of their mind games.

"What are you…." He gasped in pain, stopping him from finishing speaking. Cassandra saw another arrow flying towards her, and quickly ducked, throwing a knife at the man, who fell instantly as it struck him square in the chest.

Normally she would have gone to check the man was actually dead, but now her priority was Henry. She rushed towards him holding him in her arms, as he tried not to scream in pain, and the arrow in his side.

"I can get it out, at camp, we can fix this." Cassandra cried, applying pressure to his wound, as she helped pull up to a standing position. As soon as he was upright though, he tried to take a shaky step and fell once again into her arms.

"We have to do more, Casey. We can't live like this," he gasped, as she rocked him in her arms, pulling out her radio.

Cassandra awoke with a start, grabbing her knife from under her pillow, out of habit rather than fear.

She looked around the quaint room, it was strange being here, seeing these places before they were ripped apart and turned into a desolate wasteland. Except of course their house, she wondered where the three bitches were, if the town knew of the impending danger. She wanted to go to their home kill them all, but there was no guarantee that they were there, or that they were planning the curse yet. That was the problem with time travel, if she attacked then she might cause her future, that she came to prevent.

She stretched out in the comfy bed, she remembered when she last slept on a really comfy bed, beside Regina, in her vault. They had been talking about nothing, just boys and life, nothing about the three blondes, or the fear of living in a world where most people wanted to rip everyone else apart.

Cassandra pushed away the thoughts of all of them, none of them even knew who she was right now, thinking about them, would only make seeing them harder. Pulling her greasy hair out of its bobble, Cassandra had a warm shower. It was more wonderful that she had ever imagined, and she stayed under the water so long it wrinkled her fingers.

Cassandra sighed, she couldn't delay any longer, no matter how luxurious this place was. Cassandra headed downstairs, her hands in her pocket, playing with the loose change she had got. The diner was full of customers, the noise was almost unbearable to her. She was used to the silence of the tunnels, and the forest, even when they were all together they kept quiet.

She sat down on one of the stools.

"What would you like?" the brunette smiled at her.

"Erm, surprise me." Cassandra shrugged, eyes down, as she slide the money across to her.

"Right." She sighed, making her a hot chocolate, and then seeing how thin she was, ordering a burger.

Cassandra fell in love the moment she drank it, and had to remind herself not to drink it all at once.

"Morning." A cheerful voice called, then taking a seat beside Cassandra on the stool.

Cassandra gasped as she recognised the blonde, Emma. She was smiling, talking to the residents, like she was their friend.

"Just a coffee, Ruby, thanks." Emma smiled,

Emma out of the corner of her eye, saw the girl staring at her. She turned with an awkward smile. Cassandra put her head down immediately.

Emma turned back to Ruby, as she poured the coffee. She mouthed silently, "Who's that?" she wasn't used to seeing strange faces.

"She arrived last night, that's all I know." Ruby whispered back, passing her, her coffee, and heading off.

"Hi," Emma smiled, turning to the girl. "I'm Emma, the sheriff, I heard you are new in town."

"Yeah." Cassandra mumbled, refusing to look at her, she felt anger building, this woman was evil. She shouldn't be the sheriff.

"Are you here with anyone?" Emma asked, realising how young she was.

"No, just me."

Ruby out the burger down in front of Cassandra, giving a knowing smile to Emma, she knew how nosey Emma was.

"Have you always been here?" Emma asked cautiously, she didn't want to accidentally reveal this town's true nature to a passing stranger.

Cassandra paused in her devouring of the food in front of her.

"Yes…." She answered hesitantly, "I used to live in the woods."

"How'd you get the money to stay here?" Emma blurted out, forgetting herself for a second.

Cassandra met eyes with Emma, not even trying to conceal her venomous look.

"Don't worry Sherriff." She spat out the sheriff part, "I am not a criminal, like some."

Cassandra jumped up having eaten the burger in a frenzy of hunger, and headed out of the door. Leaving a startled Emma alone.

It was time to get some answers Cassandra decided, which meant finding the wisest person she knew, Regina.