A/N: Okay, Episode 3 Snow Falls. This oneshot talks about David/Charming's conflicting thoughts as he woke up and found his way towards the TRoll Bridge. Although it was excruciatingly painful to write something for Mr. Personality, I trucked on and am rather impressed that it keeps him looking "cool." Sorry for you normal people, but I had to write a David chapter, so, there you go. Onward my readers!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the epic characters (or David/Charming) in the television series Once Upon a Time, those belong to the creators, writers, and ABC. these characters were brought to life by the amazing actors that play them (and Josh Dallas; just kidding) :)
As if waking from a deep sleep, a man woke up to find himself in a hospital bed. His thoughts were clouded, confused with sleep and something else. Looking around, he saw he was indeed in a hospital, but that he was also somewhere else.
One second he looked down to see his hospital nightgown, the next he was in a white fancy shirt and leather boots. Gown, boots. His head pounded as he looked at the two conflicting images.
All the man knew was that he needed to get out of there. Survival instincts kicked in, the man slowly slipping off the bed, seeing the hospital and then a large room with a small wardrobe and brilliant tiles on the floor. What was going on? Maybe someone around could tell him.
The man tried to stand, and then his body seemed to go on autopilot, he was unable to control where his body was going, unable to stop it, all the while seeing the conflicting images as he went.
The door seemed easy enough to open, but the man still wasn't sure what was happening, where he was going, or even who he was. As his body continued to move of its own accord, the man began to try to focus in on who he was.
Come on, I just need a name. Then, not one, but two names came to him. At first it was Prince Charming, an actual son of a shepherd but pretending to be King George's son for the sake of the kingdom. But this mantra of thoughts was immediately cut off by another name, another life.
David Nolan, married to Kathryn Nolan, member of Storybrooke. Son of...no too hard. Met Kathryn...come on stupid mind, work.
But his mind shut down again, leaving the man as confused as ever. How can I be two people at once? What does that mean?
The man shook the confusing identities away and focused on where his body was taking him. He was in the backstreet of a town, Storybrooke, he assumed. There were cars driving by, but also carriage and wagons, where concrete building stood there were now little huts and stalls.
Whoever he was and whatever was going on with him, he needed to figure it out now. Choosing to think back to the Charming life, he found it easier was to receive information from that life than David's.
He looked back towards memories, finding one of him slaying a dragon, one of him smiling at a young woman hanging from a net. Fighting trolls on the Troll Bridge. The Troll Bridge! The man realized that was where his body was taking him, while the world was still strange in this modern world, his body was able to tell the path to the bridge, the bridge where he fell in love with her.
Snow. Images of a black haired woman, dark eyes, blood red lips, filled his mind. His Snow, his wife. He saw her in the tree, aiming an arrow at an oncoming carriage, of the siren that resembled her, image after image of his sweet Snow flooded his mind. He needed to find her, tell her he was okay, if only his cursed body would listen to him.
He struggled, giving his rapidly moving legs commands to stop, to turn around, but they wouldn't listen, continuing on their quest towards the bridge, his mind just a passenger. Snow, where are you Snow? the man wanted to shout, to scream, but his mouth only let out gasps of air, no words forming.
He saw the bridge slowly approaching, hoping that once he reached it, his body would be his again and then he could go search for her, for Snow. As he neared the bridge, he tripped on a large rock near the water, his body unable to stop its swift descent downward, something hard hitting his head and then darkness.
The man was caught in a dream, in front of him stood a forked road. One way led to a charming little forest where fairies lived and magic enveloped everything. On this road he saw his wife, Snow White, holding their newborn child in her arms. Turning, the man looked at the other road.
The other was a trail made of gravel, leading to large concrete building, cars parked next to the sidewalks. On this road stood Abigail, no, not Abigail, Kathryn. Her arms were spread open in welcome, while behind her, a woman with dark hair and even darker eyes glared at him, an apple in her hand. He recognized the woman. It was Regina, the Evil Queen!
Newer memories flashed through his mind, fresher than the others. A curse, Emma, the guards, the sword in his gut. Did Regina complete the curse? Was that what this other, conflicting life was, trapping him at a crossroads, unsure of which way to take?
Well, whatever it was, Regina had not done it right, Charming knew which way to go.
Running towards the forest, Charming ran towards Snow, tears welling at the edges of his eyes. Snow!" Charming shouted, grinning like a fool when he saw her turn towards him with her kindest smile.
Suddenly, Charming was forced away from Snow, Emma crying in her mother's arms as he was flung away from them, a woman's hideous laughter exploding around him, a bright light absorbing his vision, taking with it the forest and Snow.
David Nolan woke up, coughing water from his lungs, voices flooding his ears, looking to find himself laying on the ground, a woman next to him, smiling.
Recognition flooded David's senses, but as soon as he tried to figure out who she was, the thought was gone, like trying to remember a dream as soon as you wake up.
"You'll be okay," she was saying, stroking his face as a flashlight beam cut through the darkness. A blonde woman, a dark haired man and a little boy came into sight, relieved smiles on their faces.
Confused, David smiled back, unsure of what just happened, letting the man help him up, his eyes never leaving the young woman that had revived him. Gone was the wisp of Prince Charming that still clung to the man, David Nolan taking his place.
A/N: Now, that wasn't so bad was it? Well, I hope not. Read and review please, really looking forward to it!