A/N: Episode 10 7:15. I wasn't a particular fan of this episode, not a big fan of derpy Charming/David and poor lonely Mary Margaret (sorry, just my opinion, don't hate me and bombard me with hateful reviews) but I like Snow White, and I got this idea from Ravenclaw992. These are Snow's thoughts before she takes the potion. Sorry Ravenclaw, the idea was so good I couldn't resist, and I promise I never read your oneshot of it so if mine is really close to your's, I apologize in advance and will come up with another if you would like me too. Okay, enough stalling, here it is folks! And also, the name of this chapter is supposed to be spelled like that, it's kind of a play on words.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the epic characters (and 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) :)

Snow sat there on her bed, a huge decision looming in her mind. She stared at the small vial of lake water, her thoughts at war with each other.

Come on, it will be painless, a quick gulp of the potion, and your pain will be gone, one voice seemed to whisper in her ear, the voice sounding like Regina's.

Snow, do you really want to forget about me? another voice questioned, this one seeming to belong to Charming. Do you really believe that are love can be extinguished by a potion? Our love is stronger than that. We will endure, Snow just like we've been doing.

"But it hurts, Charming," Snow whispered under her breath. Most of the dwarfs were still at the mines, the others occupied with other things away from her room, but she wasn't going to take the chance of them overhearing her.

As soon as Grumpy had left the house, the question had begun to plague Snow's mind. Every day since she had told Charming she did not love him, there had been a frequent pain in her chest, a constant torment in her heart and soul.

Really, Snow, do you believe that this love will last? Regina's voice asked, her force speaking lightly, amused at Snow's inner struggle. All love is pain and weakness. You were better off before you even knew about this little prince. You don't need his pathetic puppy dog face looming at you constantly. Do yourself a favor and drink the potion.

"Stop. Leave me alone," Snow moaned, holding her now pounding head, the vial ever looming on the nightstand. Oh, how she wanted to forget the prince, to go back to the way life used to be, nothing but her and her thoughts, independent and alone, the way she liked it.

Then why hadn't she taken the potion yet?

"Because you don't trust me, dearie," another voice seemed to say, the high pitched voice of Rumpelstiltskin unmistakeable. All magic comes with a price, and let's face it, do I seem like the most reliable source for lovestruck women?

Too many voices, too many thoughts, her head wouldn't stop pounding, she could feel the blood rushing through her ears, unable to stop the tirade of voices and thoughts.

She didn't ask for this, she had been peacefully hiding out in the woods, surviving on her many thefts and actually having a life that wasn't constantly being observed by Regina. She was free, and then he came and ruined it all. T

hat's right, Snow, who came and ruined your perfect little undercover existence? Regina's voice was encouraging, and frankly, Snow was too tired to fight back.

If it weren't for him, she would still be in the forest, living a calm and peaceful life hunting and hiding out the rest of her days. Instead, he had to come and ruin everything, getting her to fall in love with him and put her life on the line just to get to him.

He had been nothing but trouble, a man engaged to be married to another woman with a tyrannical father, forcing her to commit the worst possible punishment of them all: telling Charming she did not love him.

Seeing his face, the tears coming from his eyes, oh they hurt Snow to the very core of her being, but she knew they could never be together. No matter how many times they say 'I will find you,' it was never worth it in the end.

Go on, drink it, Regina encouraged further.

It seemed that it was obvious which voice was going to win, and Snow was relieved that she had reached an answer to her problem.

Opening her eyes, Snow looked at the little night table, the vial lying there like an old friend. Giving a small reluctant smile, Snow grabbed for the vial, pulling off the topper. It was at this moment that she paused.

Snow, you don't have to do this, Charming said, the voice now faint and far off.

"I have to,"Snow whispered, bringing the small bottle to her mouth and gulping the contents.

Coughing at the harsh taste, Snow's mind began to spin. She absentmindedly put the empty vial back on the table, closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

When she awoke, Snow felt revived, better than she had in a long time. The sun was shining, the birds sounded delightful in the afternoon, and she couldn't be happier.

She tried to figure out the source of the peacefulness, but for the life of her, she couldn't remember.

She was just enjoying the warm sunshine when Grumpy burst into the small house, a big uncharacteristic grin on his face. "The weddings off," he said, the news apparently of great importance. A wedding? Who was getting married? Shaking the thought away, Snow listened to what else Grumpy said.

"He's coming for you, Snow. Your prince is coming for you." Snow gave a small, polite smile. She had no idea who he was talking about. "Who?" Snow asked. Grumpy's face fell, looking at the empty vial lying on the table, his face set into a frown. "Snow," he began, a look of sheer sadness in it. "What did you do?"

A/N: Dun dun dun! Wasn't expecting that were you? Okay, all joking aside, I wasn't sure of the exact dialogue at the end, so forgive me if it isn't word for word. Thank you Ravenclaw992 for the awesome idea and read and review guys!