A/N: Hey Guys! Happy New Year! I hope you have an awesome 2015! I'm so excited, graduation is only in 6 months! Woo Hoo! Haha! Don't worry! This story is not over yet! ;) Enjoy! Mwah!

*Enchanted Forest-Past*

"Darling..."

"Get out." Regina told her father softly as he stared at her in the doorway to the empty castle nursery. "Get out." She said a little louder, her back still facing him. She looked over her shoulder and saw that he hesitated to move. "I SAID GET OUT!" She screamed, turning quickly. Without thinking, she pointed at him, sending a stream of magic toward him. It hit the wall, showing that her aim was off due to anger and sorrow.

After he ducked, Henry looked back at his daughter, heartbroken to see her like this. He saw the look of apology on her face as she glanced at him, in shock of what she'd just done. He turned and left, leaving her in the room alone, missing the presence of an infant daughter she never even knew.

Regina stared at the doorway long after her father left before suddenly turning to look around. She looked at the crib her daughter would've slept in, at the mobile above it that she would've fallen asleep looking up at, the queen looked at the wardrobe that would've held her dresses for her first balls in the kingdom. Anger metastisizing inside of her, she screamed and began destroying the room with magic.

Suddenly, she had no strength left in her and she stopped, falling to her knees in agony. After crying for a few minutes, she felt her hand touch something soft beside her. She lifted the old teddy bear that she had slept with as a baby, the bear that she had intended to give to her babies, the babies that she had lost in numerous miscarriages. This was the bear she would've passed down to her recently deceased daughter.

The glass underneath her knees suddenly didn't feel as painful as this. It was gone and she slowly struggled to stand. She leaned against the doorframe and let a few more tears fall as she looked at the ruins in the room. She then put her head down to see the bear in her hand, about to throw it into the destroyed nursery. But nothing could make her do it. She held onto it and took one last look at the room before hesitantly leaving and bringing the old bear with her.

Walking back to her own bed chamber, she saw two guards in the halls and told them to get rid of everything in the nursery as she hid the bear behind her cape, refusing to show any signs of weakness to them. They took their order and she returned to her room, thinking of a place for her childhood bear.

That night, the bear was locked away in her vault, prepared to go with her to the world where there are no happy endings.

*Storybrooke-Present*

Regina slowly opened her eyes and stared up at the ceiling, pained by the memory that insisted on haunting her dreams. She heard something and looked to her right, seeing David beside her. She had forgotten about the proposal as well as letting him sleep over.

A tear escaped her eye as she thought of everything that happened after she said 'yes.' They had gone to Granny's, both ecstatic and so in love, to tell everyone else of the great news. For some reason, something was missing. She had no idea what it was. She had waited a long time for this to happen. She'd waited so long to see that look on Henry's face. But what was missing? The second they told everyone, that smile on her face suddenly became fake. Was she expecting something more?

"Take your happy ending," she heard Gold say in her head.

She looked at David once more and noticed the nightmare he must've been having. He suddenly became anxious and restless. Hating to see his fear, Regina attempted to wake him.

"David. Wake up, Baby!" She nudged his sweating chest.

He screamed and shot up, startling Regina who immediately sat up behind him. He breathed heavily and she squeezed his shoulders to remind him that he was safe. Kissing his left shoulder blade, she tightened her grip on his shirt so much that she was sure it would rip.

Finally, reality set in on David and he slightly turned his head to see Regina in the corner of his eye. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you."

"You didn't." She replied, resting her chin on his shoulder. "What happened?"

He thought of the dream and decided not to tell her that he had just relived the moment when he saw his own sword piercing through Jasmine's abdomen. "Nothing. Just go back to sleep." He said softly as he slowly put his legs over the side of the bed.

"Where are you going?" Regina asked, ignoring his request.

"Bathroom." He answered.

She watched the door to her bedroom bathroom close and she quickly put her head back down on the pillow in frustration. 'What is happening?' She wondered and she sighed before closing her eyes, annoyed at her confusion towards all the feelings that she held all at once.

Suddenly, she began to think of Victor. Ashamed, she put both hands over her face and slowly moved them up and she pulled her own hair. 'Was it too early?' She and Victor had spent a lot of their time mentally abusing one another or snapping smart remarks ever since David's memories came back, yet she couldn't get him out of her mind.

Inside the bathroom, David wet his face and grabbed a towel nearby to dry it. He looked up into the mirror and something felt wrong. He didn't feel whole, not the way he did when he proposed and she accepted. It had only been a few hours, but he felt as though her heart wasn't in it any longer. Only a few hours reunited, and he felt them drifting apart again.

Regina's thoughts were interrupted as David opened the door and returned to the bed. He crawled underneath the covers beside her and kissed her on the forehead. The kiss lingered and she felt a lump in her throat as she fought back tears. How could she be so, so in love with this man, yet thinking of another?

Finally, he stopped the kiss and took one last look at her before he turned over to his other side to try and fall back to sleep.

"Couldn't sleep?" Mary Margaret asked Emma as she descended the stairs in her pajamas to join her mother on the couch in hers.

"No. You?"

Snow slightly smiled. "Not really."

"Still thinking about-"

"Yup." The brunette answered, anticipating the rest of her daughter's question.

"Same."

It was silent for a moment.

"How are you?" Emma sadly broke the silence with a brave question, that she was sure she knew the answer to.

"Honestly? A part of me feels relief."

"Really?" She was wrong.

"Yeah. I don't know what it is."

Emma looked at her mother for a few seconds. "Yes you do."

"What?"

"You do. I can see it in your eyes. What is it?"

"Emma, I-"

"Just tell me. Why are you happy abou-" All of a sudden, Emma's eyes got wider as her mouth opened just a little and she slightly gasped. "Really?"

"Really what?" Mary asked, watching her daughter stand up from the couch.

"You're-" Emma couldn't finish her own sentence.

"-confused." Snow said to herself, referring to Emma's current behavior.

Emma sat down again. "That's why you wouldn't tell me."

Finally, Mary Margaret understood what she was talking about and she put her head down, grinning just a smidge, but feeling ashamed.

"How long has this been going on? With feelings, I mean."

"Well, there have always been SOME feelings, I guess. They just weren't very strong ones."

"Seriously?"

"Well, that's what HE told me." Snow White answered awkwardly.

"Well, how long have you had these 'strong ones'?"

Snow hesitated to answer. "Not very."

Emma said nothing...just stared.

"But you see why I couldn't tell? I didn't want anyone to know how horrible I am."

"What do you mean? How does this make you horrible?"

Snow just gave her a look and Emma knew right away.

"Mary Margaret, that doesn't make you horrible. It just shows that you have the same taste in men."

"She's gonna kill me." Mary Margaret answered, very sure of herself.

"She's not gonna-"

"Emma," She interrupted. "...this is the third [sort of fourth] time I've interfered with her love life."

"She's marrying David now...whom, by the way, YOU were married to first. "

"Yes, but SHE loved him first. She KNEW him first."

"Well, if you think about it, you were with Victor first. They didn't start dating until she got pregnant with Olivia. You and him had a few one night stands long before that." Emma tried making her feel better.

Snow thought about it for a minute and realized it was true. It was slient again for a while before Emma thought of something else.

"So THAT'S why you were relieved to hear about the engagement." The Savior assumed.

Mary Margaret shook her head yes. Victor would finally, at least TRY, to get over Regina once and for all and they could be together.

"You still awake?" Regina asked, as she stared at the lamp beside the bed with her back to Charming.

He was going to pretend like he was, but he changed his mind, his back also to her. "Yup, you?"

"Yup." She rolled over onto her back, looking up at the ceiling.

Feeling her movements, he did the same thing. They held hands and both turned their heads to look at each other, keeping their bodies in the same position. Neither one wanted to talk first.

"You know that I love you, right?" Regina wondered.

"Of course. And I love you more."

She gently smiled and chuckled. "I doubt it."

He chuckled back before they both turned their heads to look at the ceiling again.

"I'm not sure if this is the right thing." Regina finally said.

"Why should it be right or wrong?" David asked.

"David." She looked at him again and he looked back to her. "I haven't finished grieving yet and I think it's unwise to jump into something like this so quickly."

"But it's been more than 3 months."

"I understand that, but it's just..." She didn't finish.

"What?"

"It's unfair to you. I wouldn't want to hurt you if things didn't work out."

He looked away from her and slowly let go of her hand, but she immediately brought his hand back to hers.

"Why wouldn't things work out?" He asked, almost frustratedly.

"I'm not saying that they wouldn't, but I just don't want to forget about YOU."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm selfish. Especially when I grieve, and I won't focus on you if-"

"You don't have to." He finally looked back at her. "I'll focus on the both of us."

"I'm sorry...But I won't let you do that." This time, she was the one who let go of his hand and looked away.

He looked up at the ceiling again and she did the same. "It's Victor, isn't it?"

"What?" She immediately looked back to him.

"You still love Victor." He looked at her.

"I love YOU." She clarified. "But I can't stop thinking about him." She confessed, feeling very ashamed. "I can't marry you like this."

He understood, but didn't know what to say, so he turned over to his side once more, his back facing her.

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, letting a tear fall to his skin before she turned away from him as well.

A few moments passed as they each began to drift away and back to the land of dreams.