Just a warning, if you are prone to cry very easily, or have major PMS, please reading with caution. Evan will still be in this story. I feel like such an ass for doing this. Just read, and review. Im cringing at my inbox right now...:/ Song to help write, holding my last breath, evanescence

hold on to me love
you know i can't stay long
all i wanted to say was, "I love you and I'm not afraid"
can you hear me?
can you feel me in your arms?
holding my last breath
safe inside myself
are all my thoughts of you
sweet raptured light it ends here

Say goodnight,
Don't be afraid,
Calling me, Calling me as you fade to black.

(Say goodnight) Holding my last breath
(Don't be afraid) Safe inside myself
(Calling me, calling me) Are all my thoughts of you?
Sweet raptured life, it ends here tonight

Jade quickly sat up, panting, frightened, reaching in her nightstand for her gun…realizing it was morning, she was in her room, not in a forest, or a castle, running from him…this Rumplestiltskin to save her beloved.

"Why am I getting these thoughts and dreams…especially after I see that Mr. Gold…maybe I should see Evan, that way, if I don't get more visions from him, I will diffidently know it's in my head."

But her thoughts drifted elsewhere. What if people who believed in past lives were on to something? What is she did have one, with those two men, in a different time? That had to be too farfetched as well. Jade was open minded when it came to spirituality, but this was too much for her to take in. The actual possibility of reincarnation?

She went down to the kitchen, prepping her coffee and toast. While waiting for it, she went over to that sword, just staring down at it. Giving into the temptation, she picked it up, the last thing she saw before she blacked out was her reflection in the sword…

Enchanted Forest

She ran on her horse, she needed to find him, get him out of harm's way. She had a bad feeling he returned early. She could feel it. Jade kept looking back, to see if that evil being was watching her. It's been an hour of running. Her steed growing weary, she wore the creature out too quickly.

Deciding she was close enough to home, she slowed down Midnight. After making out certain carvings in the trees, she realized was already half a mile to her castle.

Seeing a man in the distance, she instinctively covered her sword underneath her cloak. After what happened with that Imp, she was very hesitant to trust another, except Baelfire.

It was a tall dark haired man…it was Baelfire! She reined Midnight to march faster. A smile across her face, near to almost tears of joy. Oh, thank goodness he was alright!

When she got close enough behind him, she jumped off her horse, trying to surprise him. Then something stopped her. At only 30 feet behind him, she saw what jumped between them. A dark, tall, 8 foot ogre. Not noticing her, it had its mouth open, saliva dripping down it's razor sharp teeth, sneaking up so quietly behind Baelfire, ready to attack. Jade wanted to scream, but she knew she had to surprise her opponent when it came to her survival. Jumping off her horse, she made a leap for the ogre, sword high in the air, then she knew now was the time to get this monsters attention.

"BAELFIRE, BEHIND YOU!" He turned around, nearly hesitated, not sure how to react seeing his fiancé, then the monster behind him. Before he could take out his sword, the ogre had him by the neck.

Jade gave all her strength to slice through it's back. The creature yelped out in pain, dropping Baelfire, and then the monster twirled around to get to her. She stood her ground, breathing heavily. Now was not the time to be scared, her Baelfire was in danger. She lunged at it, her sword pointed straight outward. Baelfire came at it, it's back to him.

Jade impaled it's abdomen, the she saw a sword blade come out from the other side…Baelfires blade. The beast kneeled down in defeat, soaking the earth with it's blood, screaming now in pain. As much as people in the land detested these creatures, they had thoughts and feelings like humans, as much as people couldn't accept.

Out of mercy, waiting till it laid on it's side, Jade pulled her sword from the body, nearly gaging seeing it was soaked in black Ogre blood. She brought it up, crashing it down, swinging it to the creature's neck. She executed her goal, to behead it. No more suffering. Bealfire pulled his out, looking up at her in astonishment.

"Wow, I will never anger you anymore," he said. Jade simply smiled at him. He quickly ran to her, lifting her up, twirling her around, and giving her small kisses. As she was lifted in the other direction, she saw him. Rum was standing proudly, far enough to make him out, but not enough to see his expression. She assumed it had to be him. Dread filled her whole body.

"What are you doing out here alone, Sweetheart?" She leaped down from his grasp to answer his question.

"I…I save your life and you ask me what I'm doing out here?" She let out a small laugh.

"Eh, you know how strange I can be. I assume I should Thank you?" Jade gestured him to walk over to her horse.

"Come, let's go home. Well be safer. I was just taking a walk," she stated. He followed, and then she heard something to make her stomach heave, compelling her to turn around, screaming at the sight before her.

Baelfire let out a groan, knees sinking to the ground…his blade stuck through his chest. Another ogre stood behind him, but it was a greyish golden hue…like…Rum. Could have this been his doing? Instinct kicked in again, Jade charged at the ogre, sword out. When she got a mere inch away from impaling it in the chest, it vanished.

"Oh no. It was him! Could he even manage to create monsters now!" Jade quickly turned around to Baelfire, he lay limp, barely breathing. Jade knew his blow was fatal. She could do nothing but stumble to him. She couldn't take to misery that ran though her body. She bent down, cradling him in her arms, not caring of his blood staining her dress.

He looked up at her, heavy lidded.

"My love…I," was all he could manage to say, he was too weak, rapidly bleeding to death. Jade sobbed.

"Stay with me Baelfire, we'll get through this. Our love will help you survive." He took all the energy he could, just to look at her one more time. Smiling, he closed his eyes. Jade didn't feel any life left in him. She knew he was gone. That's when she broke down, sobbing, crying, chocking, shaking. Her sweet Baelfire was gone, who gave her nothing but love, and a future in return…all of it gone, taken from her. How would she go on? All alone, her true love gone…

But then, she realized something! Hope emerged within her broken heart. He was her true love, and how can you bring back your true love? With a true loves kiss of revival. Taking a deep breath, she smiled, observing how peaceful he looked.

"My sweet Bealfire, everything will be okay. He can't separate us, he never will. I am your true love, a kiss will fix all of this." She bent down, laying one firm kiss on his lips. She leaned back, expecting him to stir… nothing. Maybe I didn't do it right. She kissed him once more, this time a little longer. Eagerly she watched him, expecting him to awake…a minute went by. Nothing. Then she started to panic.

"Baelfire,-" she sobbed. "Why won't you wake up, this is how it's supposed to work, you need to wake up, I gave you a true love's kiss." "Why won't you awake for me," she sobbed. She bent down, her tears falling into his face in the process, kissing him again. He still remained lifeless.

Then she realized something…that spell Rumplstiltskin laid on her…if she can't love, therfore she couldn't be anyone's true love. Then it hit her, the acceptance she was doomed. Her lover was dead. She wished that golden ogre would appear and kill her to.

"DAMN YOU TO HELL RUMPLESTILTSKIN…I WILL KILL YOU IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!" She simply just broke down again, crying until she couldn't breathe, until she was exhausted.

A week passed since his death. Within a week, Jade turned into a bitter woman, but nothing near to her mother, the queen. She confined herself in the castle walls, doing nothing but weaving baskets and spinning, anything to help her forget. She moved anything he had to a far room and shut the door. It was too painful for her to be reminded of him. She had the curtains drawn open, always, so she could see the sky he was in, if the heavens really existed, just in case he was looking down at her, he didn't have the curtains blocking his view.

She wore nothing but black, her iris's no longer green. Just black. The evil finally consumed her, as if did to her mother. It didn't really bother her anymore the Rum put this spell on her now a days.

She remembered some village men lifting Baelfires coffin down into that gaping hole in the ground, she silently vowed to herself she would never love another man. He was her first love, and guaranteed her last. Then she turned around, to pained to see the first mound of dirt on his coffin. They said she could throw the first batch, but she couldn't do it.

Jade looked from her window, at the mightiest tree, in which Baelfire was resting eternally. She picked that particular spot being they would sit under that tree reading, picnicking, watching clouds, sometimes the stars.

Jade came up with a plan, it was risky, but it was the best closure she would ever get to mourning her love's death. She was going to go to him…the monster, the devil, the fate maker, the imp. She will lie to him, and then destroy him. He needed to pay. She looked over at the corner of her main room, 2 medium bags packed, one with clothing, the other with her brushes, mirrors, and other daily things a woman would need. Her most prized possession was always on her….her sword. She looked down at her note she got three days ago,

"Please be ready in 3 days time, by nightfall I will come get you, my Dearie. Sincerely, Rum." How kind of the heartless bastard to give me a week to mourn away someone that would take years to accomplish.

Jade crumpled up the letter, tossing it to the side. She looked down at her hand, playing with her ring, she planned to wear it out of spite, even if the beast gave her a one as well. Whatever ring he would give her will never deserve to be on her one ring finger. Rum could have her body, Baelfire had her soul.

"Now, now, Dearie, that paper isn't easy to make, you shouldn't ruin it."

"You hush, monster," she said coldly. Even though she heard him stepping closer, she didn't turn to look. She was too broken, she needed to keep all her energy to carry out her plan.

"Are you ready Dearie?" She got up, looked him in the eyes with hate. He smiled as he saw that she finally transformed.

"Lets go," she commanded.