A/N: So, I decided that I was too excited for you to read this one, so I had to update my it now. Haha. Thanks for all of your favorites and follows. This is my favorite chapter for some reason, so please please please let me know how you feel about it. Thank you! Mwah!

* Present Day*

Everyone left and two nurses ran in to check her vitals and take her blood for testing. Victor stayed in the room to ask Jasmine if she knew where she was, who she was, and if she knew what year it was to make sure she did not have amnesia.

About ten minutes had passed and everyone was in complete shock about what had happened before Jasmine woke up. It took everyone's strength not to bring up the question rattling in their heads."Did Jasmine really call Regina 'Mama'?"

Regina asked herself the same question as they waited. This truly was the first time Jasmine had ever called her 'Mama' and Regina felt strangely about it.

"How is she?" Regina rushed to Victor when he returned.

"She's doing good."

Everyone smiled and Regina let out a faint yelp of joy.

"Can we see her?" Henry asked.

"I don't want to overwhelm her, so I think just one visitor would be alright for now."

"That should probably be you, Regina." Emma said.

"You're really the only one who knows her." Snow added.

Regina hesitated and looked at Victor as she nodded, letting him know that she would go in to see Jasmine. He nodded back and put his arm on her back as he led her toward the room. She looked back at David and just before she entered the room, she gave Henry a weak smile and followed Victor in.

Regina walked in slowly, still unsure of herself. She approached Jasmine's bed and winced at the black and blue marks on her arms and face. The cut on Jasmine's upper lip immediately made Regina stop in her tracks and slowly touch the similar scar on her own lip before she continued to walk over to the side of the bed. She had received that cut from a night with an angry Leopold.

"J-Jasmine?" Regina finally found the strength to say.

She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to face Regina who had set her hand on Jasmine's.

"Hey." Jasmine smiled weakly and tried to sit up in the bed, but she had some trouble. She groaned quietly in pain.

"Easy." Victor said, Regina looking at him with concern. He gently put his hand on her shoulder to prevent her from trying to change the position of the bed.

The second he touched her, she looked up at him and almost dropped the button that adjusted the bed. He looked into her eyes and recognized that look on her face. He immediately took his hand off of her and stepped back.

"You should be careful from now on." Regina said, unaware of the look Jasmine had given Victor.

"I don't need to do anything." She said bitterly. "All I need to do is get out of here and-"

She felt another sharp pain and tried sitting up again.

"Jasmine, don't-"

"What?!" She yelled at Victor.

Regina was stunned at the reaction from Jasmine towards Victor, but she lightly smirked, seeing bits of herself in her own daughter.

"I just want to sit up and this stupid button doesn't work." It seemed as though Jasmine was losing it and she started shaking the controller frustratingly.

Regina grabbed her hand and took the controller from her as she gently pushed the button for her. It worked and Jasmine let out an annoyed sigh before she put her hand to her forehead.

"I'm sorry." Jasmine said calmly and quietly, her eyes still closed.

"Jasmine, what happened? Who did this to you?" Regina asked.

She shook her head.

"Jasmine?" Regina repeated her name, gently grabbing her hand.

The young girl opened her eyes and looked at Victor, who now felt nervous.

"I'm gonna-I-" Victor turned and left the room, leaving Regina even more confused.

After he left, Regina kept her eyes on the floor near the door over her shoulder. She slowly turned her head back around, thinking. Jasmine could tell that the look on her face was a look that needed an explanation, but she said nothing.

"What was all that abo-"

Regina stopped midsentence when she realized Jasmine had finally broke and tears were streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry. I'm not like this."

"Like what, dear?"

"A cry baby, a drama queen, the weak girl that needs her mother everytime she bumps her knee. I'm a lot stronger than this."

"Jasmine...This is no bump on a knee. You were taken advantage of. And anyone, even the strongest of girls need someone after an experience like tha-"

"Yeah? How would you know?!" The teen snapped bitterly.

Regina swallowed sadly and Jasmine looked at her with anger.

"Trust me. I'm fine!" Jasmine began to stand, obviously in pain.

"What do you think you're doing?" Regina asked.

"I have to get out of here. It's time I continued to take care of myself again. I did it in the Enchanted Forest, I can do it here."

"But, Jasmine, you-"

"No buts..." She grabbed her clothes, and paused to stare at them for a moment, as she saw that they were still blood stained. She lifted her head as if it didn't even phase her and limped into the bathroom.

"Jasmine..."

"What!?" She yelled from inside the bathroom.

A few seconds later she came out of the bathroom, still in her hospital gown, now aware of why Regina tried getting her attention.

Her clothes were ripped from the 'attack' and cut from the hospital scissors in the doctors's attempt to save her.

Jasmine stood and thought for a moment, ignoring the smirk on Regina's face. The smirk was as if Regina knew that there was no getting out of this one for Jasmine.

"I'm leaving in this then."

"No."

"Yes, I am."

"No, darling. You're not!"

"Look." Jasmine said viciously. "I was fine all those years without you...I'll be fine now."

That was what Regina was afraid of hearing before entering the room that evening. She froze and her daughter walked passed her.

"You were out for a week." Regina said softly, still frozen with her hands in her coat pockets.

Jasmine stopped at the door and took a deep breath in. Regina turned around and looked at her, Jasmine never moving.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there. I should've been...to protect you. I still haven't forgiven myself."

Jasmine turned her head very slightly to only see her mother in her perrefural vision.

"I'll be fine, Regina." She suddenly left the room, trying her hardest not to limp and show her pain.

Regina just stood in Jasmine's hospital room for what seemed like forever. After a few minutes, Victor walked by and stopped just outside the door, expecting to see Jasmine. He looked around the room and even noticed that the bathroom door was open and empty.

"Regina?"

"Yeah." She asked in a monotone voice, staring off into space.

"Where's Jasmine?"

"She left."

"She-What?! She left?"

"Yeah."

"Where did she go!?"

"Didn't say." She answered, staring at the floor in front of her.

"And you just let her go!? She's not well enough yet. She can hardly walk!"

No answer.

"Regina! What do you think you're doing!?"

She finally snapped out of it and walked up to him. They were visible by everyone in the waiting room now.

"Me!? What about you?! What was all that about before?!"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, please. You both looked like you were ready to burst being in the same room together. What's going on?!"

He did not answer.

"Regina?" David and the others could hear now.

"Mom. What's going on?" Henry asked.

Regina ignored everyone else and continued to interrogate Victor.

"What is it, Victor?" She asked the next part with a little less hostility. "Do you know something about what happened to her?"

"No. I don't."

"Victor!" She yelled rather loudly. This was no time for lies. If he knew, she needed to know as well.

"I don't!" He yelled back.

"Then what is it? What!?"

"I kissed her, alright!?" Victor yelled. The entire waiting room went silent and Regina froze once again.

"You what?" David asked.

"Jasmine?" Mary Margaret wondered. Were they seriously talking about the teenager?

Victor cautiously looked around, finally remembering that they were seen and heard by everyone.

"Repeat that, please?" Emma said with her arms crossed.

"I was-"

"You kissed my daughter?!" Regina finally found her voice.

Everyone who had been listening gasped and looked at Victor, waiting for the answer.

Mr. Gold returned to his shop with the supplies he had just gone out to buy. He began to put the key into the hole in the door before he hesitated. As he stopped, he smiled and then sighed annoyingly. He finished unlocking the door and walked in quietly. He set down his things and stopped when he heard a noise come from the back. He walked slowly towards the entrance to his office, readying his cane for anything.

When he entered the back, he saw what he was not expecting.

"Hello, dearie. Normally, I'd say that the shop was closed, but seeing as you decided to help yourself into my personal office anyway, I guess you already knew that."

Jasmine did not stop her search.

"I need to find it. Where is it?!"

"Well, that depends on what you're looking for."

"Don't play games with me." She said as she annoyingly squinted at him. "What else would I be looking for?"

"What you're looking for will not help you, dearie."

"How do you know?" She returned to tearing the place apart.

He ignored the fact that he had just reorganized the office and he continued to smile at her. Amused at her optimism.

"It'll only make matters worse." He said.

"It'll save everyone else."

"Not so sure about that. If he gets what he wants, he'll become even more powerful than your darling mother."

"I have a plan."

"Yeah? And what's that?"

She stopped.

"You don't actually know, do you?"

"I'll think of one." She continued.

He started to get irritated, because he honestly did not have what she wanted.

"Your mother has it."

She was not surprised. She walked over to the desk and leaned on it, her back facing him in frustration. He noticed that she moved in pain.

"You know, I can probably fix that for you. "

Jasmine looked at the bruises on her arms, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

"I'm fine." She said indifferently.

He softly chuckled.

"Your mother used to say that after nights with the king."

She slowly wiped away a tear she had not known was forming in her eye. She felt guilty for snapping at Regina in the hospital. She HAD known what it was like to be taken advantage of.

"Listen, I've seen what this sort of thing did to your mother and look how she turned out. This changes people, and if you don't let me heal you, he'll get exactly what he wants."

She turned and finally looked him in the eye, for the first time that day. He slowly walked over to her and conjured a magic wand in his hand. She closed her eyes as he leisurely moved the wand from her head to her toes and some of the pain slowly disappeared.

He looked at the mark on her lip.

"Unfortunately I cannot remove the marks, but I can take a little bit of the pain away."

One last tear escaped her eye and she sat down in the chair next to her letting out a deep breath as she became more frustrated with herself for needing someone else's help.