AN: Generally, Regina comments or is obviously watching Allison and Eva in her mirror and makes a comment after the scene break. Well, there is a flashback that Regina watches in this one, it's handled differently than the others. I just didn't want anyone to get confused! It's talked about and shown in italics; there is no actual scene break (~0~0~0~0~0~) for this particular part.

Eva walked out of her trauma suite, having just brought her patient back from their golden hour. She looked across the trauma bay—she was not looking for Allison, if she per chance happened to see Allison as she casually looked around then so be it. She did see Serena talking to an oddly familiar looking woman who was holding a Scooby-Doo Mystery Machine shaped lunchbox of all things. She knit her brows and continued to the nurses' station to check in.

She heard Serena's laugh and the blonde bid the woman farewell and after she felt her friend's presence, she looked over to the blonde, "Yes?" She smiled at the youngest doctor.

"Lunch?"

"Absolutely." Eva nodded and the two started making their way to the locker room, but they hadn't taken so much as two steps when Allison came from her suite.

They watched her check her watch and then her phone. They watched her knit her brows and look up, passed the both of them to Mystery Machine Lunchbox, and they watched a smile slowly make its way over her face. They watched her walk over to Mystery Machine Lunchbox and they watched them peck each other's lips and hug. Intimately.

Eva moved two steps back and leaned against the nurses' station to watch the interaction.

"You hungry?" Mystery Machine asked.

"I am. Just let me go clean up…"

"You're fine. You're sterile and clean, right?"

Allison smirked flirtatiously, "I wanna get a little pretty for you, is that so much to ask?" Then she whispered something Eva couldn't hear from her spot.

"OH!" Mystery Machine smiled, "Okay. Go to the potty. I'll sit right back down here and wait." And she did as she said.

Allison turned and started making her way to the locker room; she caught Serena and Eva's stares though, "Hi." She smiled and gave a small, awkward wave before moving on.

Serena skipped after the other blonde doctor, "Friend of yours?" she asked knowingly.

Sound sort of fell by the wayside for Eva though. She started to walk after Allison and Serena, but turned back to Mystery Machine. Mystery Machine felt her stare and looked up. She smiled an all too easily charming smile and waved slightly. Eva finally turned and walked to the locker room in a sort of angry daze.

She bumped into Allison coming out by the time she finally made it to the locker room, "Oh sorry, Eva."

Eva stared at her, "Are you dating that person in the lobby?"

"Sort of."

"Sort of? What does that mean? I mean, either you are or you aren't dating someone." Eva's intense brown eyes sucked Allison in.

"Damn Eva. She doesn't have to explain herself to you. If she's 'sort of' dating someone, she's 'sort of' dating them." Serena came over, breaking their staring contest.

"I should go. Remy's waiting on me." Allison walked out of the room.

Serena took in her friend, "Oh. My God. How jealous are you? You were practically salivating over her!—You know, now that you know that she's with someone else of course."

"I haven't the faintest idea of what you're talking about." Eva moved passed Serena to her locker.

"Don't give me that. You realized that that walk to her car she had a few weeks ago has turned into something and now… You finally admit to yourself that you want her. How messed up are you?"

Eva glared over to her friend, "How's Chris? That whole thing going okay?"

Serena smirked despite the evil in Eva's tone, "That was below the belt, my friend. Below the belt."

~0~0~0~0~0~

Regina uncrossed and crossed her legs the other way. Her arms were folded sharply. She just didn't understand what this Remy person had to offer Allison that Eva didn't. Though she was angrier that it was Allison and only Allison that she knew Eva belonged with.

~0~

Emma had been on her way to hopefully annoy the Queen or get some insight—and yes reveal—that the only time she wasn't indifferent was when she was around the other woman, or thinking of her.

Insight, she got. She just wasn't exactly sure what she was witnessing. She saw herself. She saw Regina. But they looked real funny. They were in a room filled with tiny metal closets and the lights were some sort of magic. It was all too insightful. Emma needed to know more and she had this gut feeling that explanation wouldn't come from Regina.

So, off to the library she went. Off to the secret top shelf of the library she went. She grabbed the spell books that she was at first not necessarily interested in. Now, she realized, she was going to have no choice if she wanted answers fast. And she did. She needed to know what the hell Regina was looking at in her mirror.

"Not that one." The Genie appeared in one of the mirrors that lined the wall. Instead of pictures and paintings, this woman placed mirrors. It made it a little too convenient for the Genie to get around—he could even get to the tops of library shelves. It also almost made it a little too convenient for Emma's death. She almost jumped right off her perch on the top of the shelves, but she quickly recovered and caught herself.

"Excuse me?" She asked him.

"The curse she used. It's not in that one. It's in that purple leather bound one." He gave her a look, "In the middle." He smiled a small, regretful smile, "Just call me if you have questions."

"Thank you, Sir Genie."

Emma started turning the pages to the middle of the book when it flipped all on its own. She stared at the page it had turned to, "A Partially Happily Ever After. What does that even mean?" She started reading.

~0~0~0~0~0~

Allison looked behind her a couple times on her way back to Remy trying to figure out what just happened in there and what the hell that stare was about.

After rounding the corner though, she put on a smile and walked over to Remy, "Hello again." She greeted the brunette with a kiss.

"Hey." Remy offered her hand and gestured for Allison to lead the way.

Allison brought them to the cement picnic table furthest from the doors, right on the edge of shaded patio.

"Everything all right?" Remy asked.

"Fine…"

"That sexy, brown-eyed girl that you're love sick for gave me a pretty predatory stare."

"Well, that's just swell. Everybody wants to get into Remy's pants."

Remy smirked, "Not a predatory stare as in she's moving in on me, a predatory stare as in I better keep my ugly mitts to myself otherwise I'll wish I was dead."

Allison looked up to Remy in surprise. But she refused to believe it, "She did not."

"She did." Remy looked over to see Eva and Serena walking out. "I'll prove it to you. Come here." Remy leaned over and kissed Allison's cheek, "I'm gonna walk around to your side of the table, sit next to you and kiss on you. She will come over and ask us all about how long we've known each other, where I came from, how serious we are. You know, basic relational questions." Remy stood and walked around, sitting right next to the blonde, wrapping her arm around her. She kissed her neck before continuing, "And she will be doing this all while trying to hide her feelings for you and secretly wanting to die." She kissed Allison's neck again.

Then after the blonde turned to look at her, she kissed her lips, both had their eyes open for the first kiss, Remy just telling Allison to trust her and Allison accepting that trust though still skeptical.

It wasn't but three seconds after they started kissing on the lips did they get interrupted by one Dr. Eva Zambrano.

"Afternoon."

Remy and Allison both turned. "Afternoon." Remy smiled.

Eva hated the woman with every fiber of her being. Was she not creative enough to come up with her own greeting? Honestly…

Eva set her lunch down, "Mind if we join you?" She gestured to Serena who hadn't quite decided she wanted to join them as she was still a couple tables away.

"Uh. Sure, Eva!" Allison smiled innocently up to the brunette.

She should never act so innocent. Eva smiled back as she sat down firmly. She looked over to Serena, who was reluctantly making her way to sit with them.

"Well, hello again, Dr. Warren." Remy smiled over to the other blonde.

"Serena. Please." She dismissed the formality. And when she saw Allison's questioning eyes, she immediately started explaining, "I saw her after I finished with my patient. I asked if she was waiting to hear about someone, she was just waiting on you." She smiled over to the other sunshiny blonde.

"So." Eva started before anyone else could speak, "What is your name?" She looked at Remy.

"Remy Hadley." Remy took her hand from around Allison and extended it to Eva.

Eva took it, ever polite, "Eva Zambrano."

"Zambrano? That's an interesting last name, where is your family from?"

"Cuba." She the country's name authentically—i.e. she didn't let her Americanized accent she's had since she was three pronounce the 'u' like 'you' but with a double 'o'.

"Oh." Remy half-glanced at Allison, "Well that's the sexiest thing I've ever heard." She said flatly before she fully turned to the blonde at her side and enthusiastically repeneted, "Please don't put me on the metaphoric couch for saying that."

Allison could only shake her head and blush. She looked down at the lunchbox and decided it was time for a change of subject because if it stayed with Eva and her Spanish-speaking ways, or just on Eva, she might have to crawl into a hole and die. She tugged on the handle of the lunchbox and brought it over to Remy, "What did you bring me for lunch?"

~0~0~0~0~0~

"Ohoho… Remy thinks she's so smart, does she?" Regina rolled her eyes. She didn't want to watch anymore of that.

Something had been plaguing her though. Something Emma said the second day she was here.

"Genie?"

"Yes my queen?"

"What did our…White Princess mean when she said that she had 'bigger concerns' than coming to kill me?"

"Are you sure you want—?"

"Just show me." Her voice dropped and the last, vulnerable word was not heard, "Please."

The Genie faded from his mirror.

"NO! Emma! It's a trap! Don't you see?!" Alexandra brought her axe upright and started making her way forward.

"No!" Emma put her hand up, stopping the other girl, "She's just sad and lonely. She's this way because of our parents. If we're the 'good' our mommies and daddies fought for, then the least I can do is show her a little kindness." She stared the other princess in the eyes, "Go on. You shouldn't get all mixed up in this. This started with my momma, but I have to end it. Rally the troops and go home. I'll be fine. I promise."

"Emma, no!" Alexandra tried, "I'll stay too."

"No. Go on. She's not gonna hurt me, I promise."

"You can't guarantee the actions of an evil witch!"

Emma smiled, "I can." She motioned for Alexandra to go, "I'll be fine."

Alexandra looked at the other princess with desperate eyes before she nodded and ran out of the center of the maze and started winding herself back to the entrance.

Emma laid down on the bench behind the evil queen. She wrapped her arms around the imaginary girl protectively, "I can try to make you happy." She swallowed, "I have to warn you though, I don't feel a lot of things, I don't get all gooey and emotion-filled. My momma and daddy think it's because of you. I'm not sure if they're right or wrong, but I know logicalistically that good shouldn't hunt down evil and take their life for something they don't even know hurt their baby." She sighed, "I'm not supposed to know that they did that, but I do. And I don't think you deserved death."

Regina turned from the mirror, "She stayed with me." She said softly.

"Yes my queen."

"Tell me, how were you able to show me the teeny, tiny version of myself that she saw?"

"I'm the magic mirror. I can hide what people don't want to see, I can show the literal, but I find I'm most useful when I show the truth. And that teeny, tiny version of yourself is what Emma saw and who Emma chose to stay with. She looks awfully familiar. I mean, the White Princess was spot on, don't you think?"

Regina stood. "I think she needs to leave. Something might happen to the curse if she doesn't." She started for the door.

"And would that be such a terrible thing?" The Genie called after her.

Regina glared as she turned back to him. He saw the fireball coming and faded out of sight before his mirror shattered.

~0~0~0~0~0~

"Why did the curse need me though? I just don't understand…" Emma stood from the big comfy chair she'd found in the library and looked at the Genie.

"Because it's a curse. It wouldn't be evil if all it required was sending her. All curses require an evil act, that's what make them curses."

"Doesn't it just kind of, I don't know, destine the two of us together? It sounds like some sort of pathetic love story: Two unfeeling people. Both cursed. One is broken enough to cast the curse, one is destined to break it. I mean. It's like one of these stupid romance novels Regina keeps hidden up there." Emma pulled one of the novels from the back of her trousers—she always made sure to keep one on her for if the mood strikes.

"One of the romance novels she keeps hidden up there and you keep finding again to read on your own." The Genie smirked.

"Why are you smirking?"

"I'm sorry Princess, but you claim that you feel nothing, yet all I've really heard you talk about is love and trust."

Emma paced, "My parents love. They love one another so deeply. I've always wondered what it's like… to feel my heart quicken at just the sight of my true love, to be able to have a conversation that goes on and on and you just lose track of the time, to hold another person and feel content, like everything is going to be okay. I've wondered about passion. I've wondered about jealousy and hate, sure, but passion… pure unbridled passion…" She shrugged, "I've wondered. Never felt it. But I've wondered." She threw the book on the coffee table and sat back down in her chair. She cleared her throat and smoothed her brows as she leaned forward to sit with her elbows on her knees, "So, this feeling, healing part of the both of us was sent to this other place, other realm…"

"Earth."

"Yes. 'Earth.' Where exactly is that? What exactly is that?" She looked over to the Genie.

"Earth houses humans, only humans and some animals. There are no witches, warlocks, vampires, werewolves, ghosts, goblins, dragons, fairies, demons—nothing mystical of any kind. There is no magic on Earth. But the parts of you that were taken and put on Earth. You're both doctors."

"A doctor. That makes sense, since it's the healing part of me."

"Indeed." The genie nodded.

"What happened after we were sent to this 'Earth'?"

"The curse put you both in the same country. Different states—"

"States?"

"Uhm, territories. Different territories, but the same country."

"And?"

"You both were put there as babies, made memories. You both grew up, became doctors. Time is faster there than here, you're both in your early thirties there."

"Doctors. That makes sense seeing as it's our healing, feeling parts of us."

Genie took in Emma's concentrated face; he knew she didn't know what question to ask next, so he decided to provide a simple fact for her so she would know, "Your other selves were never supposed to meet. I saw you walk in on Regina watching them; I know what's prompted this sudden urge to understand the curse."

"They were never supposed to meet. How is that possible?"

"Humans on Earth are not unlike people and beings here; they're creatures of habit. And the whole of the United States houses 314 million people let alone the states you two were put in. Allison was put in Illinois, which holds almost 14 million, and Eva in Florida, which has about 19 million people. There was no cause for alarm. Ever. There was no possible way that you two could have met."

"Except we did?"

"You did."

"How?"

"You."

"Me?"

He nodded, "Your Earth-self lives with her heart on her sleeve, not unlike your parents. Regina's was more reserved in her life. Hers never really dated a lot or loved. But Allison… Allison loved and lost and that pattern continued. She's also what's known on Earth as a 'runner'."

"A runner?"

"Yes, when things get bad and there's no way back, she picks up and moves and starts over. She did that after her first great love died and moved to from Illinois to New Jersey. And then she ran again, but this second time, it was after she dubbed two great loves monsters. She changed her profession and moved to Florida."

"So, I'm not a doctor anymore?"

"You are, you're just a completely different kind of doctor. You became a surgeon. A trauma surgeon. And that's what Eva had been all along."

"And Eva is Regina?"

"Yes, Princess."

"Who am I?"

"Allison Cameron."

Emma gave a wary look at that name, unsure how she felt about being an 'Allison'; she decided she could work with it though, "So, Allison picked up and moved to Florida and what? We work together?"

"Yes, Princess." The Genie gave her an obvious look.

"Oh… Well, I don't see what the problem is…"

"The problem is Allison and Eva like each other. But Eva waited too long to say anything and now Allison has started dating Remy."

"Dating? What's dating?"

"A date is an outing in which two people, two probable love matches go out and share a romantic evening. Dating is a term used to qualify the fact that two probable love matches are in a relationship—the beginnings of one at least. People on Earth are entirely too fixated on who's with whom and how serious it is. So, when it's still new and the two love matches don't want to call their significant other what they are, they say they're dating. If they stick together, that graduates to 'being in a relationship' or 'partners' or 'girlfriends, girlfriend/boyfriend, boyfriends' or 'lovers'—the list goes on and on."

"That sounds entirely too complicated. But a date sounds nice."

"It's not nice, not in the queen's eyes. Not as it is now, anyways."

"Why?"

"Because she wanted Allison and Eva to get together—of course that was before she realized that Allison was your counterpart. Now, I think the queen is confused."

"Because she both doesn't want and wants Allison to date Remy—that was that other girl's name, right?—and she wants and doesn't want Allison to be with Eva? In that order just like that? Because I confuse her just as much as she confounds me?"

"Yes, exactly."

"Huh… How do you know all of this anyways?"

The genie disappeared from his mirror.

"Genie?" Emma rolled her eyes. Just when she was getting somewhere with someone in this super secret castle…

~0~0~0~0~0~

Allison stared down at her phone as she took a break in the locker room. She laughed a bit as she read her text from Remy.

"What's so funny?"

Allison looked up to see Eva walking to her locker with nothing but a towel on, still glistening and dripping.

Allison's jaw snapped shut after realizing she was about to start drooling. She quickly collected herself and avoided looking her way at all costs, "Remy. She's just… being silly."

Eva turned and stared at her, "Ah. Remy. I should have known that smile had something to do with the ever charming Remy Hadley."

Allison thought she heard jealousy. But she could never be sure. She did know for a fact that Remy Beauregard Hadley did not have a fan in one Dr. Eva Zambrano, which was surprising because all a person had to do was look at Remy and they would turn to mush.

She did chance a glance over to Eva again, once she was feeling brave enough, she spoke. "You don't like Remy. Everyone has picked up on that. Even Proctor and he has no idea who Remy is." Eva turned and stared at the blonde, which for some reason gave Allison encouragement—maybe it was because she looked guilty, "I don't need my coworkers to get along with the person I spend extracurricular time with; what I want to know is why do you so severely hate this woman that you hardly know?"

Eva shook her head and she quickly yanked on her clothes, not wanting to be in the room any longer than she needed to be, "I don't hate her."

"You very much dislike her. Why?"

"I don't know her… I have nothing bad to say about her… I mean, she doesn't seem like the kind of girl you should get mixed up with; it seems she's got a lot of stories and probably a few diseases to go along with them, but who am I to judge?" Eva dug her feet into her sneakers and walked out.

Allison watched the door shut with raised brows.

~0~0~0~0~0~

"Damn." Emma said from her spot on the couch—which was the entire couch she'd gracelessly sprawled out on to watch Allison and Eva interact.

"Yes."

"If Eva is Regina, then how come she doesn't do that when I'm around? How come she doesn't get huffy and prissy and superior? How come she doesn't…?" Emma trailed off. She didn't want to say the word 'feel' out loud. That would be admitting that she herself had been feeling and might just feel things for Regina and that's just preposterous.

The Genie picked up on what she was asking. Instead, he pretended he didn't hear the beginnings of her last question. "Princess, she's always huffy and prissy and superior." He deadpanned.

Emma laughed, it was the only thing she could do, "I hope she never hears those words come out of your mouth; I'd hate to see what she would do to you."

"Yes. That would be a shame." Regina's voice filled the room.

"Your majesty!" The Genie looked at his queen with wide eyes. He knew he shouldn't have given Regina the ability to be unseen; and he knew he should have answered her call for him.

"You know, after I called you for the third time and you didn't show up, I decided to try and find out just what it was that was keeping you tied up. I come to find it's not a game of chess with Graham, no. It's our White Princess and the world she's to know nothing about." Regina glowered at the mirror, waiting for him to leave before she turned to the blonde woman.

"So Princess, when will your… flattering presence leave us to our secrecy, hmm?"

Emma shrugged and took a few casual steps from the queen, "I don't know. I was kind of thinking of hanging around a while."

"'Hanging around'?" Regina shook her head, "This isn't the first time you've watched them."

"No it's not and I have a question for you. Why didn't you tell me about them?"

"It didn't concern you. It's nothing you needed to know in order to live your life."

Emma only crossed her arms and stared at the other woman. That, she was not buying.

~0~0~0~0~0~

Serena walked into the locker room with a weird look on her face, "Everyone decent?" She didn't bother looking before she opened the door, "Eva, there is a very fine, very large Australian man here to see you." She let the very fine, very large man in the locker room.

Eva turned with a smile, "Sam, hey. Just a second I just need to put on my shoes."

Chris buckled his belt and walked over to the guy sizing him up. Sam was about five inches taller than him and had a little more muscle. After a short staring contest, Chris turned, patting Sam's shoulder, "I like him." He started making his way out, giving Allison and Serena a look that told them the dude was intimidating his fragile male psyche.

Allison and Serena then turned back to Sam.

"Hello." He smiled at them.

"Hi." They both said.

Eva walked over to the man and took his arm, "Girls, this is Sam. Sam? This is Serena, who you've already met, and this… is Allison." Eva stared the other woman down, looking for any ounce of jealousy.

Allison stepped forward, "It's nice to meet you."

"You as well." He looked at them, "So are you all doctors?"

Allison and Eva looked to one another, "Uh, yeah. We are."

"That's so cool! Thanks for saving people's lives." He gave them both a smile before turning to Eva, "You ready?"

Eva was still staring at the seemingly unfazed Allison, but answered anyways, "Yeah." Her tone was somewhat dejected.

~0~0~0~0~0~

"How was she not jealous?" Regina asked from her seat in her room.

"Well, she might just be jealous and is a really good actress. Also, Australian probably wasn't a good choice as her last husband, one of the monsters, was Australian."

Regina grit her teeth and looked off to the side as she drummed her fingers on the arm of her chair.

~0~0~0~0~0~

Eva was heading for the locker room late that night. Her patient had a few complications and she wanted to be on the ready in case anymore arose. She was tired and she knew she was starting to smell. She just wanted to change and go—maybe even just go home. What she saw when she walked into the locker room was the last thing she needed to end her day.

There, before her, was Dr. Allison Cameron. Half-naked. That would have been fine, but it was the fact that she was joined by Remy Hadley, also half-naked, kissing Allison, holding Allison, making Allison moan. That set her off.

She slammed the door shut and stalked over to her locker. It took four or five tries for her combination to work, but when it did, oh how the door slammed against the others.

She glared at both women after grabbing her bag as she made her way out of the locker room.

"Well that kind of Debbie Downs our last hurrah…" Remy said as she moved for her shirt.

"We shouldn't be doing that here anyways. You'd think by now I would have learned my lesson…" Allison sighed as she grabbed her own shirt and put it back on before buttoning her pants.

Remy eyed the woman, "That's the reaction you wanted from House that one time with Chase, wasn't it?"

"Yeah." The blonde looked down as if getting scolded, but she had a smile on her face.

"That's why we were doing what we were doing here, wasn't it?" The smirk Remy received was all she needed, "Can we go back to your place to finish what we started before I leave?"

"I would love to… I have a big send-off dinner prepared and everything."

"I'm not going to war."

"Kind of you are. Sure, you're only traveling around the world, but you're battling your disease everyday and I don't know if we're ever going to see each other again…" Allison tilted her head, "That's kind of like war…"

Remy inhaled deeply and sighed, "I guess it's kind of like war."

"It deserves a send-off dinner."

"You how much I like food."

Allison giggled, "I do. And I've come to learn how much you like me naked…" She straightened her clothes and moved to the door.

"Food and you naked? I'm so glad that I had the nerve to come up to you at that bar…"

~0~0~0~0~0~

Charming thought that this particular morning would bring a thorn to his side, he just didn't realize how quickly he would be pricked. He walked into the dining hall for breakfast and instead found Ella, Thomas, Alexandra, Ruby and Granny Lucas, the dwarfs, Hook and Baelfire.

He couldn't help the eye roll that he gave as he heard his wife's all too awake voice, "Oh good. You're up." Snow stood, "It's been a fortnight. We're going to find our daughter."

"And just where do you propose we start searching, my love?" Charming gave her his best 'I've agreed and we're now doing it your way whether anyone likes it or not' smile.

Snow stood giving everyone a map of her lands, "I've had our guards searching the major towns and surrounding areas of our lands," She looked to the other rulers, "I was hoping you might do the same?"

"Of course." Ella nodded. She was a mother too, she knew if anything happened to Alexandra, or if Alexandra just didn't come home like Emma, she'd be doing the same thing.

"And I figured we could start looking in the outer stretches and the guards would eventually catch up or find her then find us."

Alexandra was rolling the table cloth between her fingers as she listened, "No offense, Snow, but you're going to an awful lot of trouble."

Everyone in the room turned to stare at the young princess.

"Alexandra." Ella's scolding tone was more than that, it was threatening. She leaned in and whispered, "Don't let your personal ill feelings over the White Princess override your sense of judgment and sympathy."

Alexandra gave her mother a short, straight glare as she grit her teeth, "I'm not." She stood and moved to the White Queen, "I didn't mean you shouldn't look for her. I just meant that you're acting as if you've never met your daughter…"

Hook had to hide his amusement in his good hand; Red had to give him an obligatory slap to the arm even though she was fighting her own wolfish grin at the young princess's words.

Snow eyed the young girl, "And where do you think we should look?"

"I think she's at the one place she's always wanted to be. I think that with all her indifference there has been one thing that brought out emotion and one thing that possibly confused her, made her question. And I think she's finding answers. I'm pretty sure everyone would agree that she's only ever run off to try to find one spot. And I'll bet this time, she's found it, and that's why she hasn't come home."

AN: Please Read and Review! I will try to remember to post again tomorrow! There are 13 chapters of this fic, so we're over halfway done!