I looked at their faces. Everyone was dead silent, lost in past memories. How did they know Cora? I was afraid to ask, but knew I needed to, I couldn't be kept in the dark forever.

Softly I spoke, "Who is Cora?"

Emma snapped out of her faze at the sound of my scared voice, "Did she hurt you?"

"What?! N-No!" They were truly scaring me. What was going on?

Regina turned around and quickly made her way to the door. Hook watched her and gently asked, "Love, are you okay?" She threw him a look that said many things; pain, hurt, longing, love. Seeing her face, he followed her and shut the door behind him. Before the wooden door shut, we all saw his good hand reach and touch her lower back. Delicately, he led her down the stairs. We heard a sob bounce off the walls and echo. Emma threw a look at David. Apparently, that behavior was not normal for either of them, the pirate or the queen.

"Guys, how do you know Cora?" I all but shouted it.

Mary Margaret looked at Emma. "She's dead," Mary Margaret faltered, "She came to our world and threatened everything we lived for."

I gasped. "She's dead!" My voice was shrill. She only visited me once a week, but she visited me once a week, every week. She was closest thing I ever had to a parenting figure in my life. Emotions ran through me, and I was overwhelmed by my own feelings. I replayed Mary Margaret's words in my head, 'she came to our world and threatened everything we lived for.' "Excuse me? Did you say "Your World"? You're not from here?"

Mary Margaret shook her head, looking concerned, she probably knew I was about to blow up.

I looked around for an answer I knew not of. I felt lost. No more weekly trips from her, no more company; ever. I looked up and starred Mary Margaret straight in the eyes, "Who killed her?" I asked carefully.

She flinched away from my glare and muttered under her breath. "What?" I asked, my voice hard.

She looked up and then back down, very quietly she said again, "I did."

I wanted to hear her confess and I raised my voice. "Who did?" I asked again, maliciously.

A tear fell from her face and dropped to the floor. David stepped in front of her putting his arm around her and glared at me, "Alex, that's enough!"

I snarled, "Then why was Regina so heartbroken?" My voice was dripping with venomous words.

Gold spoke up, drawing my anger to him, "Cora, was Regina's dear, dear mother."

I looked behind David to Mary Margaret, "You killed her mother?! No wonder why she hates all of you!"

Emma stepped over to me and laid a hand on my shoulder. "Let's take a walk. I'll tell you anything you want to know, and I'll fill you in with what you need to know."

I shrugged her hand off, but abided to her offer. We walked out into the courtyard, Regina and Hook were no where in sight. And she kept her promise, she told me everything.

I understood why Cora "had to die" but I did not agree with it. I sat by myself, by the creek again. Emma had left me awhile ago, realizing I needed space, and time to do my own version of mourning. I did not cry, but I did feel another hollow emptiness inside me. I looked up at the sound of voices and laughing. Regina and Hook came through the ivy hanging on the wall, and failed to notice me. Regina was happy, she was laughing and hanging on Hook, which in turn, he did not mind. Instead, he looked at her with an intimacy and kindness, a weird combination for the both of them. They held each others hands as they crossed the yard but before they stepped up into the winding stairwell, Hook pushed Regina's back to the wall. He leaned in close to her and she looked up at him with her dark eyes. He smiled and said something to her, she playfully pushed him away, and stepped into the stone stairwell. He followed her like a trained puppy, too eager to please her. I put my hand into the creek and waved it in the water, I gave them a couple of minutes before I too made my way back up to the tower.

"-try a town?" David said to the group. Everyone turned when they heard the door shut, and I gave an apologetic smile for my earlier outburst. I tugged on my braided ponytail in a nervous gesture and sat down on the cot, waiting for them to continue talking about their destination.

Emma looked back to David, "I think that's our best shot as of now."

Gold backed Emma up and also agreed.

"But how do we know where a town is?" Regina asked, looking at everyone. "I may have been her before I enacted the curse, but I have no idea where we are."

"Well, when Cora would come, she would come from the north," I offered. When everyone looked at me, I shrugged my shoulders.

"Well, if we follow the creek and keep the sun on our shoulders, we should be okay." Hook said, looking out the window.

"What about food?" Emma asked.

"We can try to carry as much as we can from the garden," I stated.

"If I can find the right saplings, I can set snares when we take to a camp at night." Mary Margaret said. "I could also help her." David answered, smiling at his wife.

"I know my plants and could look around for some editable ones around our camps." Everyone grew silent when Regina offered her form of help, "Or not."

Emma shrugged her shoulders, her red jacket flashing, "No, no. Regina, that would work."

The two smiled at each other. They smiled. Wow. That has to be a first.

Emma's brow furrowed as she fell into thought, "I could get camp set up and try to get the fire going? I'm not much for hunting, and I'm used to finding people, not food," she joked. Hook stared at her, "I could also help her." Hook waved his hook in the air, "This prevents a lot."

"Alright, I guess it's decided then. We leave at dawn." Gold settled the matter and we all made are way around to find our sleeping arrangements from the previous nights. I chose the floor this time, though, and laid down. Everyone else followed in quick pursuit, as we were all excited for what tomorrow would bring. Emma blew out the torches around the tower and pulled her jacket off, revealing a white tank top. Rolling her jacket up, she laid down and used the jacket as her pillow. She saw Mary Margaret watching and whispered goodnight. She smiled return, and my eyes began to fall shut, quickly growing tired tonight. At last, I fell asleep, quickly for once, and mentally tried to prepare myself for the next day.