As of right now I'm keeping incredibly close to the series. I'm literally even following the dialogue. But obviously, I'm changing everything happening in the character's heads. (Or am I.) Read on!

"It will open a portal to our land. We will send the wraith there." Regina said as we stepped into the courthouse, setting a hat on the ground. We all gathered around her.

"I don't understand," Mary Margaret said. "I thought our land was gone."

"It is. Sending it to a place that doesn't exist will banish it into oblivion." The lights went out, and we set the brooms David had handed us on fire as Regina continued to kneel by the hat. She spun it, and nothing happened.

"Regina." I said her name, and nothing more.

"I'm trying." She said it with no trace of impatience, simply stating a fact. The doors blew open with a gust of wind, and the same howling from before began again, blowing out my torch. The wraith came swooping in, slowly and ominously, as if the creature knew how terrified we were and fed on it. David charged it, waving his still lit torch at the creature. He swung at it several times while Mary Margaret poured olive oil on the railing in the courthouse.

"David!" She called his name, and he turned and lit the oil on fire, making a solid line of fire, with he and the wraith on one side, and Regina, Mary Margaret and I on the other.

"Hurry!" He shouted, continuing his assault on the creature.

Regina continued trying to spin the hat. "It's not working!" She tried again and again while David attacked the creature behind us.

I leaned over Regina, partially to make sure she could hear me, and partially to shield her from the smoke and flames all around us. "What is the problem?" I shouted to her.

"It's magic." She practically growled. "It's different here."

"Now would be the time!" David's frantic shout came to us over the crackling of the fire.

I glanced over my shoulder at David and my mother, and I acted on instinct. Part of me felt the need to pull Regina from the scene, while another part of me thought that maybe, together, we could do something. But when I grabbed her arm, something amazing happened. She froze for a moment, as if my touch angered her, but then between us something flowed. It was a feeling I'd never experienced before, as if all the power in the world was trapped in our two bodies and could only be accessed when we were connected. And I only had one word for it: Magic. Regina turned the hat one more time, and a purple vortex flowed out of it. A look passed between Regina and I. It seemed to me to be a look of amazement, bewilderment, and something else I couldn't place. But I never wanted to look away. Regina and I stood up in tandem, never looking away from each other as the room grew dim in the dark purple smoke.

David shouted to us, "It's coming!"

I turned just in time to see the wraith coming over Regina's shoulder, and my mind, so clouded and confused before, was suddenly crystal clear, and full of only one thought: Not her.

"Regina!" I shouted, diving towards her and covering her body with mine. The wraith missed her, and was sucked into the vortex we had set for it. I had just one moment to look down upon her under me, when something wrapped tightly around my ankle. I was ripped off of Regina and down into the vortex. The last thing I remembered was screaming, "No." We were so close to something, anything, that the only thing I could think was No.

I gathered myself off the floor, looking around in shock. A feeling I was familiar with began to overwhelm me. It flooded every fiber of my being, nestled in every blood cell and ravaged every nerve. I had banished her. I had banished Emma. I suffered a flashback to shoving my mother through a portal, recalling how even in loving her I had had to be rid of her. And now Emma was gone as well. There was no time to really ponder these feelings, just to acknowledge them as they swept over me and left me breathless. I felt as if the wind was sucked from her lungs, the same way I had felt at the death of Daniel. When I had realized he was gone forever. The tears welled up in my eyes, and I put my hand over the place on my arm where Emma's hand had last been. I tried to fit my fingers exactly over where I'd thought hers had been, trying to recreate that feeling I had had with her. Never, not in all my years of magic, had I ever felt like that. That oneness. The wholeness. As if every part of our beings flowed together. As if my very power had flowed from her.

David moved on the floor, picking himself up from where he had collapsed, attempting to dive after Mary Margaret, who had purposefully followed Emma into the portal. They were both gone, and he and I were alone. He picked up the hat, looking at me with the anger of a wild animal in his eyes. "Where are they?" He growled at me.

I composed myself, trying to erase the tragic emotions threatening to overwhelm me. They didn't make sense. "I have no idea." I answered calmly.

"Are they dead?"

"The curse, it destroyed all the lands." It was a lie, but one that came to me easily.

"Are they dead?"

"I don't know."

"I should have killed you myself!"

"Well then what's stopping you!?" I shouted back at him. In an instant I banished all the despair I felt at the loss of Emma, and let rage flow through me again. Suddenly, this was his fault. It was all his fault. He married Snow. He brought my wrath down on them both. If not for him, Snow woud never have had Emma, and if Emma had never existed, the curse never would have been broken. I would never have lost Emma, because she wouldn't have existed to begin with. This is all his fault. The magic, my last gift from Emma, flowed through me, strengthening me. I used it to lift David up, throwing him against the wall. Tree branches flew from the wall, wrapping David up and crushing him. Slowly I would pull the life from him, causing him the pain he had caused me. "You think you're some heroic prince?" I searched my mind for any insults to throw at him. "Please. You're just the son of a shepherd. I should have killed you when I could." Should have saved myself all this trouble. "And now, I can." I began to crush the life from him, paying him back for all he's dealt me in this life and another, when I heard a voice I couldn't ignore.

"Mom?" Henry.

I spun around. Henry had entered the court room with Red. "Henry, what are you doing here?" Suddenly everything was different. He has his mother's eyes, I couldn't stop myself from thinking.

"What are you doing?" He asked, confusion in his young eyes.

"It's ok. You're safe now." I put my arms around him, releasing the magic holding David to the wall. I heard him crash to the floor behind me, gasping for breath that he was lucky to have.

"Where's my mom? Where's-"

I cut him off. "They're gone." I tried to hide the tears, but I could feel my eyes watering with them. "They fell through a portal, they're…Henry I am sorry."

"No you're not. You really are the evil queen." He steeled himself. "I don't wanna see you again."

The tears threatened to spill over. "No, don't say that. I love you."

"Then prove it. Get Emma and Mary Margaret back. And until then, I don't wanna see you. Leave me, leave everyone else alone."

"Where will you go?" I couldn't let him go. Where would he stay? Where would he live? He has no one but me and Emma. Me and Emma. The sound of that rang in my head.

"With me." David said gruffly from behind me.

I turned slowly to face him. Already the earlier rage I'd felt was but a mere memory. He walked by me, not even sparing me a glance, and leading Henry from the courthouse with Red.

I sunk to the ground, holding my head between my hands. I have to find them, I thought quietly to myself. Maybe this was the turning point of everything. Maybe this was why everything that had happened so far had happened. I had made my whole life about Snow. All of my miseries, all of my problems, they had all come from the need to destroy Snow. But maybe, just maybe, everything hadn't cultivated with Snow. It had been about her daughter. It had been about Emma. About finding Emma when I would need her most. She had given me a son, and now it was time to find her. No matter what it took, I would search all lands to find Emma and rescue her. But first, I needed my magic, and I needed my son.

I hope you enjoyed that. I am so into this story that I literally spent my entire work break writing on scrap paper. I am so excited to take this where it's going that I hope you are too. I might follow the storyline closely for a while, until I decide I like it better my way. Read and review!