A/N: I'm sorry that this was pretty late again. I'm trying my hardest, I promise! But let me know what you think of this one in the R & R section! Mwah!

"You kissed her daughter?" David repeated when it seemed as though Regina couldn't move anymore.

"Are you crazy?! She's 16 years old!" Mary Margaret yelled, just recently learning of the girl's age.

"She's 17!" Victor finally yelled.

"And that makes it better?" Emma asked, appallingly.

"Like you're one to talk!" Victor said, gesturing to Henry.

Everyone's jaw dropped, except for Regina, who was still in shock.

"This is ridiculous." David said.

"Is it, David?" Victor asked. "What about you?"

David just stood there.

"David, what's he talking about?" Mary Margaret asked.

"I suppose you've been wondering who Olivia's father is?" Victor said.

"What?" Snow smiled and let out an absurd chuckle.

It was silent once again, and the truth was known.

"No. There's no way. Tha-" She looked at her husband. Upon seeing his face, her smile transformed into a frown and hopeless look. "David?"

David just stared at Regina, who was still staring at the floor.

"You see?...Me kissing the 17 year old is the least of your worries." Victor said to Snow smartly.

That was it. Regina slapped him across the face and began to walk away from the waiting room to leave through the back door. Victor began to run after her calling her name, but David quickly caught up to him and grabbed his arm.

"Let go of me!"

"No. You need to give her a minute. Before either of you say something that'll get one of you killed." David ordered. "Especially you." He remembered how she'd react to certain situations in the past. "I'll go check on her and I'll come get you when you've cooled down."

Everyone else just stood in silence.

"Regina!" He caught up to her outside and grabbed her arm.

She pulled away from him to get out of his grasp.

"Regina, please hold on." Charming said sincerely.

She stopped, but rolled her eyes away from his as he attempted to obtain eye contact with her. It was silent for a moment.

"How do you feel?" He immediately regretted those words, knowing that she was probably not feeling too great after all of that.

"How do I feel?" Her voice cracked. "Well, I don't know. My daughter just woke up from a coma she was put in by a madman, whom no one knows the name of because she won't tell anyone, that same daughter left the hospital in a rush trying to get away from me because I ruined her life, my true love is married, my son won't accept me as his mother, and my boyfriend just told me that he kissed my daughter. I feel great, David. Thanks for asking."

"There she is."

"What?" Regina was confused.

"I was wondering how long it'd take for your altar ego to return. I'm glad to see the sarcastic Evil Queen is back." He smirked.

"You're trying to make this funny. Our family is becoming even more and more dysfunctional by the minute and you're making jokes."

"No, Regina. I'm sorry." His smile returned to a frown. "I wasn't trying to be-"

Regina's face softened as David looked at the ground beneath him. She sighed guiltily as she gently lifted his chin with her slightly bent fore finger. He looked into her eyes.

"David, I didn't mean to snap at you. I'm just having a hard time right now-"

"When are you not?"

She lightly chuckled. "Hm. I know." She walked over to the wall of the building and held onto it behind her for support as she sat down on the cold snow covered asphalt. "I just need a minute." He stared at her until she looked up at him, demanding that he'd leave. He saw the look on her face and walked back to the hospital door, taking one last look at her before entering.

"How is sh-"

"She doesn't want to see you." David interrupted Victor after returning to the hospital waiting room.

"I don't care. I need to talk to her."

Victor tried to walk passed David, but Charming put his hands up in front of his own abdomen and used his body to block him from going that way.

"I can't let you do that." David said protectively, putting a hand on Victor's chest, close to his shoulder and very gently pushing him back.

"Look..." Victor said. "She's my responsibility now. You had your chance..." He thought for a moment and looked around the waiting room. "And..." He decided to add casually. "Since you got to do this to me...I'm getting even."

Victor punched David in the face, exactly the way Charming punched him when Emma and Snow went through the portal last year. As David reacted to the punch and his wife, daughter, and grandson quickly ran to him following the hit, Victor quickly escaped to the alley behind the hospital.

He saw Regina on his left, still sitting against the wall as the exit door closed, revealing her position to him.

"I told David that I wanted to be alone!" The tears were falling down her face when she yelled, angry that he was out there.

"Yeah, but I-I punched him to get him out of the way."

"There's something seriously wrong with you." She snapped nastily.

"Regina, I-"

"You what?!"

"I love you!"

"Yeah?" She asked doubtedly. She looked slightly to her left at the building in front of her, pretending Victor's legs were invisible as he stood at her feet.

"Yeah."

"You have an interesting way of showing it." She sniffled.

"I-" He paused. "Well..."

"What?"

"Well...So do you!" He shouted down at her.

"What?" She'd finally looked up at him.

"If David hadn't come along and remembered-"

She stood up, using the building behind her for support again. She wiped away her tears and said, "That was not my doing-"

"Really? Are you sure about that? Because it sure as hell looks like it."

"I was trying to forget him!" She yelled, confessing. She softened her voice. "I loved you. I didn't want to remember him at all. It hurt too much, and you were there for me the whole time I needed you. But then-"

"Yeah?"

"I don't know what happened. The spell wore off on him and it-"

"Made you love him again." Victor assumed, sadly.

"It made me remember how much I missed him." She corrected. "And I wanted him to get to know the baby, so I thought it would be better if I just let him come around every now and then. Do I still love him? Yes, of course I do. But does that mean I choose him over you? No. I love you and I have been trying to show you that for months."

"How?"

"By trusting you."

He thought for a moment.

"And I've been trying to show you, too!" He said angrily.

"By kissing my daughter?!" She grew angry again also.

He didn't answer.

"That's what I thought." She said angrily as she walked by him.

"Where are you going?!" He asked.

"To clear my head."

"But-"

"Look, I was crazy to trust you. I thought that you were with me because of who I am. The whole time we've been together, I was pregnant, and I never had doubts about myself. I thought that you were a guy that had finally chosen me for me, even if I wasn't having YOUR baby and we weren't sleeping together...but I guess I was wrong. There still is someone out there who would be chosen over me. There always is...I just never thought it'd be my own daughter."

She turned to leave, but she heard her phone ringing.

"Hello?" She said wiping away a tear, her voice hoarse.

Victor moved in closer from behind her, wondering what was being said on the other end of the phone.

"What? Why is she there?"

Victor stepped in front of her. She paused to listen.

"Alright. I'm on the way."

"What?" Victor said.

"Gold." She said after hanging up.

"What was he calling for?"

"Jasmine. She's at his shop."

"What? What is she doing there?"

"I have no idea, but I need to go."

"Shall I call the others?" Victor asked as he jogged to catch up to her when she quickly walked away.

"The others?"

"Charming? The Sheriff?"

"No. Why would you call them?"

"Probably because Jasmine is a victim of an attack and she could tell them who the suspect is. They could probably help!"

"I'm not so sure they can."

"Why not?"

"Because. Gold said that she's not telling him anything-"

"Well, yeah, I wouldn't tell that crazy imp anything either-"

"Victor, listen!" She interrupted seriously. "I'm not so sure she'll tell anyone, alright? She hasn't really had anyone to be there for her, no one to trust..." She stopped and looked at the road in front of her and said quietly, "...not even her own mother was there for her."

"What's the plan?" He asked.

"The plan is for you to go home now." She said, beginning to walk again.

"Regina-"

"No."

"No what? I'm coming with you."

"No." She said painfully. "I-"

"What?" He asked sincerely.

She shook her head. She felt at war with herself.

"I can't have you in the same room."

"I won't be in your way."

"Not me." She said softly. "Jasmine. I don't think it's a good idea for you two to be in the same place right now."

He thought about that and she began to walk away, but he followed anyway.

"Regina, I'm going with you and I'm going to help you stop this man. Whoever he is." Victor said.

Regina shook her head as she sped up her walking.

"Look." He stepped in front of her and stopped, making sure she couldn't continue. "I know how this might look, but you don't think I feel guilty about any of this?"

She rolled her eyes and walked around him. "No, I don't suppose you do."

"Just, listen!" He grabbed her hand from behind and she stopped. She hadn't felt that in a while. The contact made her shidder as butterflies grew in her stomach.

She turned around slowly to look at him.

"What?" She tried not to sound weak from his touch.

"I went to see her that night. I went to apologize and tell her that it was a mistake and that I loved you. She was hurt by it, but I didn't know what to do or say, so I left...like a coward. The next morning, I decided I'd go back to talk about it, but she was gone. I thought she had run away. I thought she went missing because of me...and I didn't know how to tell you, so I just let it go. But I should've said something, because it turned out that she was kidnapped, tortured, and ra-"

He looked down feeling ashamed. He was convinced that it was his fault.

"Look, Reggi." She rolled her eyes when he called her that. "I want us to work out. I want to be a part of Olivia's life and I want you to love me again. If that's even possible."

"It is possible." She slowly picked his chin up to make him look at her again. "The last few months have been some of the greatest of my life. When you decided that you'd become my 'stay at home doctor' after I almost lost Olivia, I thought it was the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me. And when our hands first touched on the clipboard in the hospital, I felt my heart jump. I'd love for this to work out too, but I don't know if right now-"

"Please, Regina. I love you. I am so sorry that I kissed her, but I promise, it'll never happen again."

He kissed her hand and moved his eyes to look at her as his lips lingered and he smiled the way he did the night he stayed for dinner and pretended that his heart was ripped out when she rejected him. She tried to fight back a smile, but she lightly chuckled at the memory.

"Alright, peasant." She said with a full grin and he smiled back as they continued for Gold's shop.

*One Week Ago*

Jasmine leaned against the hotel room door after she let Victor in. He leaned against a dresser across from the bed and looked at her. Neither of them knew what to say. Victor crossed his arms and she walked over and slouched on the bed across from him.

"So...How-"

"Don't." She stopped him.

"Don't what?"

She just shook her head and breathed, looking at the ground.

"Jasmine, I apologize for what happened earlier today. I don't know what I was thinking. I-"

"Don't apologize. You were drunk. It-"

"I wasn't."

"What?"

"I wasn't drunk."

"Then what-"

"I don't know. I just know that I regret it and I didn't mean to-"

"You regret it?" She asked self-consciously, sitting up.

"That's not what I meant...I-"

"It's okay. I understand."

"Understand what?"

"That you regret kissing me because I'm not that attractive."

"No. That's not it at all."

"It's not?"

"No. Of course not."

She stood up, feeling better and she began to walk toward him slowly.

"I-Uh-Can I tell you the truth?" She asked as she met him at the dresser. "I don't know why, but I liked it."

"Liked what?" He asked nervously.

"The..."

"Kiss?"

"Yeah." She answered. "I don't know why, but I felt something I haven't felt before.

"What?"

"I don't know. I have only ever kissed one other boy before and that was a long time ago, back in our land, but...I didn't feel what I felt when-"

"Jasmine."

"Yeah?" She had moved so she was now leaning against the dresser as well, right next to him.

"This...it can't-"

She interrupted him with a kiss. It lasted a while and then he finally pushed her away.

"Jasmine, we can't."

She was now confused and tears welled up in her eyes again.

"You're only 16. This-"

"17."

"What?"

"I'm 17."

"Still...This can't-We can't be together."

"But I- I'm...I'm turning 18 soon."

"Jasmine, a few months ago, you could've said that to me and I would've changed my mind. But I'm in love with your mother. And...you're like a daughter to me. It just wouldn't be right-"

She took a step back from him.

"I-Uh-I should go." He said, resentfully.

She lightly nodded and let him walk passed her toward the door. He paused before leaving and looked back at her.

"Goodnight, Jasmine." He said gently, and he left, slowly closing the door behind him.

Jasmine sat on her bed after Victor left the hotel. She layed back and rested her head on the pillow behind her. She began to think of the boy back in her world. She turned over on her side, frustratingly, and fell asleep.

She woke up, shivering, to a loud sound when a strong wind blew about 3 hours later and she quickly sat up in her bed as she gasped. She looked around the room and realized a window was open and there was snow coming in. Looking at the floor under the window, she saw that the picture frame on her dresser and fallen. She slowly put her legs over the side of the bed and picked it up. Looking at it, she started to hate herself and she threw it, breaking the frame.

After a few moments of staring at it, she walked over to the window and closed it. Why was it even open? Then suddenly, she heard something else. She looked around the room once more. Finally, recognizing the sound as breathing, the teen slowly walked toward the door to leave and she realized it was coming from the closet. She quietly opened the door as slow as possible, holding her breath and hoping the door wouldn't squeak. As soon as it was successfully opened enough to slide her slim body through it, she got out and began to walk cautiously down the hallway.

She ran down the stairs and exited the hotel, realizing that she hadn't brought any shoes with her once her feet touched the cold ground outside.

She didn't know where to go. She could go to Regina's, she thought. But she didn't want to wake the baby so late. If she went to Snow White's, they might think it wierd, they didn't even know her. Plus, she wouldn't know what to say to them. Going to Victor's would be even worse and going to Gold's didn't sound like the right place either. She had to get somewhere safe.

She just continued to walk. She needed to get as far away from the hotel as she could. Was someone following her? Becoming paranoid, Jasmine looked frantically in every direction.

Suddenly, she heard a noise and she quickly turned around as she took in a deep breath. Once she saw nothing, she turned around again and just stood there, quietly listening. She closed her eyes, but opened them when she suddenly felt someone put their hand over her mouth from behind. She began to struggle as they shushed her.

"Did you really think I wouldn't find you?" They asked, gripping her tighter, suffocating her. There was a vicious chuckle from the voice. "I always find you." A tear escaped Jasmine's eye and she passed out from lack of air.