Bold/Italic = Future

Cassandra walked down the main street, strange faces passing by her, giving her slightly odd looks. Everyone in this town knew each other, and she was a stranger. She disliked not having any allies, it immediately put her on the edge. Her hand fiddled with the top of her knife.

She realised that Elsa and Ingrid must not be here yet, the town hadn't been sealed with ice when she had arrived yesterday, and surely the moment the two of them arrived, they would go straight to Emma. This was good, she had time to warn them before the twisted sisters joined forces.

She wondered if she could actually go up to Regina's mansion door. It was in her world different, like everything it seemed, from this time. Emma had destroyed Regina's home with callously, with a great glee. Cassandra had found this out from Henry, one time he was feeling reminiscent. He wasn't very open Henry, but one time they had passed Regina's old home, he had told her about how it had been destroyed, he had been so close to tears. Then she suddenly realised, it had been his home. She sometimes forgot he must have once been a kid, whose whole life was torn apart.

"I'll see you at the town meeting." Granny called to a man Cassandra didn't recognise, meaning he would be dead soon.

If the residents of the town were trapped, a town meeting sounded like the perfect place to be. A small voice in the back of her head, stirred doubt, "are you really ready to see them all." It cooed, she knew her doubts where inconsequential, this was something she had to do.

She began following the man towards the mayor's office, she knew it had once been the office of Regina, but in her time it had been destroyed, as almost a way of reminding them, a new power was in charge.

Granny hurried past her, as she reached the main door, she got a strange look from Granny, but she didn't stop to question why Cassandra was there, to her relief. Cassandra had never had to lie, so was terrible at deception, it was another thing that made her wonder why she had been the one sent.

Regina sat in her vault, it was the one place she could be alone. The camp was so communal, it had to be to work. However that wasn't the way Regina was used to being, after all her whole live had been solitary.

Cassandra coughed to announce her presence, she didn't want to spook her. Regina smiled her back still to Cassandra.

"I just wanted to get away from them all for a while." Regina, sighed, turning to Cassandra.

"Me too." She smiled, sitting down beside her.

The two of them sat in silence, in the cool vault, Cassandra fidgeting.

"Are you ready to go?" Regina finally asked, she hated talking to her about her journey into the past, it reminded her of everything she had lost.

"I'm scared, and I just…." Cassandra sighed, "I don't know why I'm going, I'm….I'm nothing special, Henry should go, or Roland."

"You won't be recognised. You are compassionate, and I believe you can do this Casey." Regina smiled, she gave her a slight nudge, "And besides I want all of the tent."

Cassandra smiled, "Your worried they won't want to leave the past aren't you? That they will want to be with their family. Of course my family would be there…." Cassandra trailed off.

The honest truth was she didn't know who her family was, Regina had raised her, well the entire community had chipped in, but mainly Regina, and no one, had ever hinted as to who her parents were.

"Knowing changes nothing." Regina said quietly, standing up, and wandering over to Henry's storybook, absent-mindedly flicking through the pages.

Cassandra sat down cautiously in the office that was once Regina's she heard people whispering, as Snow White handed out leaflets. She smiled at the baby in her arms, who must be Neal, however no matter how delightful she found it to see Neal as a happy little baby, instead of the frighten young man she knew. It was seeing Charming, that she had to stop herself from laughing aloud at seeing.

The Charming in her world he was not this fresh faced cute looking happy father, he was a scarred, toned man, with long hair. This man in front of her looked so different, it was something she knew immediately she could never get used to.

The people of the town began to pile in, it frightened Cassandra how few faces she recognised. Then she appeared, Marion.

Of course, Cassandra cursed herself quietly, of course she was alive, Roland's mother, with her son and husband Robin. A happy family, that was about to be ripped apart.

Snow began speaking, and Cassandra was barely listened, she was instead staring at Marion. She suddenly realised there was a commotion going on, tuning back in to the main conversation, she realised the ice wall was up, and Elsa was in town. However there was no mention of Ingrid, in fact Snow seemed to be defending Elsa.

That's was when she saw Marion collapse, Robin immediately at her side. Cassandra saw the white streak in her hair.

"Regina, you need Regina." She heard herself saying, as she rushed to her side, her hand touching her icy skin. She couldn't help it, she couldn't watch Marion die again, and she knew Marion obviously didn't die this way, she was in her future, and therefore Regina had to come. Marion was in hers and Regina's future, she didn't die now. She couldn't.