AN: So, its been a few days or so since the last post. A week maybe. Im not too sure. Ive got a lot of stress on my plate right now, I'll do my best to post every few days.

Forest. All Emma saw was forest. She remembered the forest. She'd been there a week ago. Now all she needed to do was find herself. Well, her past self from the previous week. Emma bit her lip, the sun was beginning to go down. Where was she? Her eyes widened in thought 'Hooks Ship!' she said into her mind. Emma imediately set out for The Jolly Roger.

Emma knew where to find herself. It was easy. She would catch herself right as Hook left the bar and right before she went too seduce the Captain from the past. It was simple enough. But she also had to stay hidden from everyone else in the bar and make sure Snow didn't end up seeing her. That would be bad. All Emma wanted was to fix the future back to the way things were. She slowly crept up onto herself when the time came and pulled herself into the alley behind the tavern. "Listen. Do not take anyone back to the future with you. It causes great pain onto someone you care for." Emma told her past self very carefully.

"Why would I do that?" She frowned. "Who are you... Where did you come from?"

"I am you.. from the future. Not far into the future though. You will destroy a happy ending if you bring anything back with you. Anything at all.."

"Who's happy ending..?" The Emma from the past crossed her arms and tilted her head at herself. She found the situation extremely weird. "Who's would I want tocanyways? Henry and I are going back to New York."

Normal Emma bit her lip. "I cant tell you anything that could change the future anymore than it has.. Just please. Keep on with your mission and do not take ANYTHING back with you. Not even so much as a slug." She looked over her previous self quickly. "Now, continue on like nothing has changed."

With that, Emma disappeared, she ran back the the patch of forest she had been in when she first appeared in the forest only hours ago and frowned. She was lost, it was dark and she didn't remember where she was. Yes, she had been to the forest before. But never alone.

She felt sick, as if she was fading slowly. "Robin." She said quietly. They had been laying on the couch watching a movie, some old movie she had watched a million times. In fact, it was the only movie she owned. Something about a butchers wife, the butcher and his business partner. She couldn't remember. But she didn't care about the movie at the moment. She cared about the feeling she was having. It was as if she was no longer there, no longer sitting there with Robin. She felt dead, asleep. She felt enclosed in a small space.

"What's wrong love?" He said, immediately sitting up to come to her aide. "Are you alright?"

"None of this is real." Suddenly everything came back to her, Zelena's time travel, Emma, and Marion.. The sleeping curse. She frowned. "I'm asleep." She closed her eyes.

It was too much. Suddenly, Robin's voice, trying to soothe her, faded away, her surroundings faded away and she was laying down. Her eyes opened and she was in a glass box, surrounded by a dark room of fire. She screamed and tried to get out of the glass, but it didn't happen. It would not break no matter how much she bruised her knuckles trying to shatter it. She beat and beat at the glass as the hot, bursting flames of the fire came slowly closer and closer. "I'm going to die in my sleep." She muttered and she gave up hope.

It was then that her life came before her eyes, a death suitable for all of the evil she had done. For all of the hearts she had taken, the grief she caused. It was indeed suitable.

No. It wasn't. She was not a villain anymore. A hero was who she was, the grief she caused was just that, past tense. She didn't deserve to die alone in a glass box surrounded by flames. She regained her confidence and smashed the glass hard. She hopped out, but there were no flames. Regina was now in... A meadow? or a garden of some sort.

"Gina.."

She knew that voice, her heart stopped. She knew it. Regina turned slowly and she froze once she saw his face. "Daniel?" She was ready to pass out.

"You know why I'm here. You have to wake up."

"I don't want to. It was perfect before I realized I was asleep." She said, looking down. "I can't do this anymore Daniel. Everyone I love leaves, or..." she froze And then mumbled quietly, "dies."

"You have to trust that love will find you. I loved you Regina but I had to go. It was my time." He stepped closer to her and placed a hand on her cheek. "Love is strength." And slowly, Daniel faded away, leaving Regina alone to her thoughts in the meadow.

Suddenly she was in her bedchamber, strangely enough. She looked into the mirror across the room and tilted her head. She had on an intricate black gown. She remembered it well. Her seamstress had taken 27 days to complete it. It was silk, leather, and lace, tight around her bosom and waist but fell loosely around her legs beginning at the hip. It was her favorite gown. It was the gown she had designed herself.

Emma ran straight to the pawn shop once she got back to the present, her hair flowing behind her like golden tresses. once she reached Gold's shoppe, she paused in front of the door, huffing and puffing out of breath. She reached for the handle and pulled, but the door didn't budge. "Locked? What the hell?" She banged on the door for several minutes, but no one came to open it.

AN: Sorry it's taken so long. Life has gotten ahold of me. I promise I'll have another chapter up by Friday.