Flashback

Mary Margaret walked down the street towards her apartment. She was nervous. Her only thoughts were on Emma. The teen she barely knew, the teen she felt a connection too, the teen that she felt so deeply for. She hoped she got away. She hoped she would never return. She was deep in thought and didn't realize that someone was creeping up behind her until it was too late. She felt a sharp pain on the back of her head before everything went dark.

Mary Margaret woke up with an headache a short time later. She tried to focus on her surroundings while she began to panic, she noticed she was in a room she had never laid eyes upon, she screamed for her. She sat up and noticed that she was on the floor in front of a twin size bed. "HELP!" She screamed once more pulling herself up. Her was starting to go crazy. She saw a door in the room she was in and immediately ran for it. She tried to open it but, it was locked. Of course it was. She turned to look for a window. She started to cry harder. Great. She was locked in a brick room, with no way to escape, even if she did escape, she had no idea where she was.

She looked around the room again. Maybe she could find a clue. She saw something immediately that looked out of place. Something was balled up on the twin sized bed. She ran over and picked it up, it was a knitted baby blanket. It read Emma. It was Emma's. It didn't take a teacher to know that Regina was behind her being locked in this room. At the same time, she was drawn to this baby blanket. It looked so familiar. It was so soft. She couldn't help pulling it to her face and taking a quick sniff.

She gasped and dropped the baby blanket on the floor as memories started flooding through her head. She remembered everything. The Enchanted Forrest. Her father, her mother, her castle, her mother dying, Regina saving her, Daniel, her father dying, Regina trying to kill her, Graham letting her live, David, the wedding, Emma, the curse, Emma, the dark fog coming towards her, Emma, Charming laying with a womb that was quickly bleeding out, Emma... She couldn't help it. She started to sob. Not because she was Mary Margaret and afraid of the situation she was currently in, but because she failed to protect Emma after all. She had her daughter, with her, in her apartment, and she didn't even know it at the time. Regina was abusing her daughter. She should have killed her. She was furious. As tears ran down her face her blood began to boil. She looked around, She ran over to the night stand and kicked it...hard. "AHH!" She screamed from anger and pain. That's when she noticed the silver around her ankle. She wondered what it was.

"Is that you Snow White?" She heard Regina's voice. Snow looked around the room. Regina wasn't in the room with her. "I take it that you are awake. Please re-frame from tearing up my belongings" Snow came to the conclusion that the voice was coming from a speaker on the ciling that looked a lot like a smoke detector.

"Regina. Let me out of here" She snapped. No sound of crying in her voice. She was furious.

She heard Regina laugh. "No" She simply stated.

"I swear, I am going to ki-" Snow threatened.

"Uh Uh Uh" Regina laughed. "Look around dear, you are in no positioned to make demands, or threaten me. I've won". Regina mocked.

"You haven't won anything. Emma's long gone. All that matters is that my daughter is safe. Safe from you" Snow stated as she grabbed Emma's baby blanket and shoved it into one of the drawers on the nightstand. She noticed a change of clothing in there as well.

"Oh, I'm on my way to get Emma right this moment...in fact...She's calling me back right now. I have to go, I need to see what my girl wants" Regina mocked.

Snow screamed as she looked around for a means to escape. She was going crazy. She ran around the room, kicking things, hitting things, there was nothing she could do...a short time passed and she heard Emma over the speakers. She yelled for Regina to let Emma go...there was nothing she could do. She couldn't protect her little girl. She crawled on stop of the bed and laid down. The door was mocking her. She couldn't even pick the lock. She had nothing in the room to use. Regina stripped her of everything, she had nothing. She turned around and faced the wall. The silence started to mock her. It sounded like the door was opening. she thought she heard voices, but every time she turned around, there was nothing there...