I was not going to upload this until tomorrow, but I just came back from Croatia and Iceland's playoff and we won so I was too happy and decided to share the joy. Congrats to all my fellow Croatians! :D

So, I've got a question. Do you guys want RedBeauty or any other ship (that involves Belle and/or Ruby)? Leave your comments - I'll choose what the majority wants, this is a democracy :)

Thanks for being awesome,

M.

MARY MARGARET'S POV

"Well, look who arrived early for a change!" Emma said as Ruby entered through the door.

There were many thing Ruby was, punctual was not one of them. So naturally, when she was the first one to show up, Emma had to make a comment about it. Emma, always teasing people. Ruby put the sandwiches tray and the tupperware (filled with finger food) she had brought on the kitchen table and walked towards the living room to study the decoration, probably looking for a place where she'd make out with people.

"So, did you talk to Belle?" My roommate asked carefully, she knew Belle was a sensitive topic to Ruby. Specially since Ruby didn't know what Belle was to her, if she was just a friend or something more.

"Why would I have to talk to Belle?" she replied in an angry voice tone. Emma and I exchanged glares and decided not to touch the topic again. "Can I put a song on?" Ruby asked more calmed, Emma shrugged and pointed at her computer connected to the huge speakers that August had lend us for the party. "Ow, I'll put my song."

Ruby had a crazy obsession for Shakira's SheWolf since the day it was released, we still didn't understand what was so special about it. But the brunette always said that she felt identified by it. Shortly after people started arriving, so many friends that I hadn't seen in at least 4 years came to party like old times. Some of them had even come from Boston; some people hadn't change at all, some did. Some got married with kids, some divorced, some still enjoyed the single life. It was like a life time happened in 5 years. I couldn't believe it.

Before midnight the living room and kitchen were already crowded with drunk and high people. The environment was awesome, hot and sticky, just like we were in high school. The music was playing loud and some people were dancing, others were making out in the corners or talking and making jokes, they were all having fun. It was like the high school reunion we always talked about planning but never actually happened. I looked around with a smile on my face.

"I think this is the best one we've organized," Emma said putting her arm around my shoulders. "SuperEm and WonderM did it again." she added using our teenager superheroes' aliases.

I glared at her, then my eyes caught who was entering through the door "Emma," I said to her ear "Don't freak out, ok?" my friend nodded. "Regina just arrived."

"OMG," she dropped the arms that was around my shoulders. "How do I look?"

I looked at her outfit and make up. Black open toe pumps and a golden sequin sleeveless dress. Her simple but flawless make up emphasised even more her beautiful eyes. Her perfectly curled hair that would make jealous any greek goddess.

"You look ravishing, Emma."

Emma squished my hand and went to talk to Regina, who greeted my friend with a smile. I must admit, maybe I was wrong about Regina not being good enough for Emma. It looked like the older woman genuinely cared about my best friend. Emma was happy, and as long and she didn't get hurt, I really didn't care. I watch the two lovebirds mingle until they got lost in the crowd, probably to make out somewhere privately. So I decided to join the conversation Whale and August were having.

According to Whale, Zambia was the prettiest place on earth, but August disagreed with him, stating that it was India, the cultural background, the mix of heritages. Maybe it was the alcohol kicking in them, but the conversation got more and more heated as both men continued disagreeing. Not only about the most beautiful place in earth, but they also started arguing about Storybrooke, ways of living and finally: politics. Other thing I've learn over the years is that if there's something that's a worse mix than alcohol and sugar, is alcohol and politics.

"Ok, guys," I said stepping in between them. "I think it's time for the both of you to go home,"

"Not until he admits that ObamaCare is a waste of time and money," one of the man said.

"Oh, because Republicans have a better idea!" the other one replied.

"Please, guys - "

"You're just an idiot influenced by the media," the doctor spat.

"Whale," I warned him.

"And you are an archaic imbecile," the motorcycle rider replied.

"August,"

The two men continued arguing, completely ignoring me, until August threw the first punch at Whale. Whale stood up, brushed below his nose with one of his hands and, after realizing that August had just broken his nose, he jumped over his attacker, accidentally pushing me as he did. I tripped over a chair and felt how I almost felt. Almost. Some strong muscular arms had caught me just in time. I raised my head to meet with David's eyes, they looked worried and angry at the same time. I gulped, not knowing what to say.

After catching me, David walked towards Whale and August, who were now surrounded by a group of people screaming "FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!" and separated the two men.

"This is enough," He said with authority, condemning their behavior. "You both go home or I'll take you to the Sheriff's office."

It was a warning, but it sounded like a threat, David's voice had so much emotion and authority that everyone around August and Whale stopped screaming and walked away. Not really wanting to get into a fight with the Sheriff's best friend, Whale and August left the party - they'd probably be ok tomorrow, when they sober up. David was standing in front of me, and didn't turn until they had walked out of the apartment and down the stairs.

"Thank you," I told him. "It would have ended pretty bad."

He didn't say anything, no brotherly advice for me today. He stared me right into my eyes, and I felt like I couldn't breath nor talk. David Nolan was probably one of the only people that could leave me speechless. Then I saw another thing in his eyes, there was was no longer anger and worries, there was sadness and restlessness. I studied his whole face, he looked like shit.

"Do you want to talk?" I asked him and he nodded. "Here," I said grabbing his hand and making my way to the other side of the room, where I exited through the window to the emergency exit.

There was a couple kissing on one of the steps, I usually didn't like interrupting a make up session, but I didn't want to talk to David next to a couple that were eating each other's face. It would be just awkward. Politely, I asked if they could finish their business in the floor below mine and they accepted without even starting a fight. Maybe it was because they saw our hands linked and thought we were going to do the same.

Our hands were still linked. My heart skipped a beat.

Against all my thoughts, I let go of his hand. There was no need to be still holding his hand. As soon as my hand was free, I found myself missing the warmth of his palm against mine. Warmth. I hadn't realised how cold it was outside or maybe it was because I was not anymore in the stuffed hot living room. I rubbed my arms and sat on the step were the couple had previously been kissing.

Without saying a word, David took his jacket off and cover my shoulders with it. I whispered a weak 'Thank you,' while I chattered. Emma's brother then sat next to me and put his arm around my shoulders, just like Emma had done couple of minutes ago, he brought me closer to him and rubbed the shoulder that was not getting heated by his body. I closed my eyes and inhaled his scent while I tried to control the shivers. It took a while.

"Better?" He asked once I stopped trembling. I nodded, not wanting to move apart from him, and he didn't let go either.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"About what?"

"Emma," I said. My nose was few inches away from his neck, it felt so bad and good at the same time.

He stayed in silence for a while, maybe trying to order his ideas to form one logical argument.

"I just don't know what to do with her," David admitted after a while, "When I left Storybrooke, she was a kid and I needed to protect her from getting bruises and breaking her bones," he continued. "But now, now I need to protect her from people that will break her heart."

"And you think Regina will do that?" I asked, I knew David didn't have a problem with Emma dating in general, he just had a problem with Emma dating Regina.

He nodded. "As much as I love Regina, she is not very nice to people that are in love with her,"

"Why do you still hang out with her?" If she was such a bad person, I really wanted to know why was David still friends with her.

"She's a very loyal friend, she'd give her life for the people she truly cares about," he said staring at the stars. "I like that quality in a person,"

"Wouldn't you like a person like that to be your sister's girlfriend?" I asked. "I do think she cares about Emma,"

"I don't want to take the chances," David replied. "Not after what she did to Graham,"

"What did exactly happen between them?"

I had never heard the real story behind their fall out, just that they had a pretty bad break-up and that the only reason they stay friends was because they both enjoyed David's friendship. But it had all changed, before they were thick as thieves, now when the three of them were together it was like a ticking bomb: you never knew when it would explode. I wondered if that would eventually happen in our group due to Belle and Ruby's tormented relationship. I honestly didn't want to choose between them, specially because I knew that I'd choose Belle and Emma would choose Ruby, and then Emma and I would also grow apart. I couldn't lose Emma, she was like a sister to me.

"Graham has always been in love with Regina," David brought me back to reality. "He asked Regina out a lot of times, and each time she'd reject him,"

"So, she was not into the dude," I stated. "Why rejecting a date would make you a bad person?

"When our senior homecoming dance came, Regina decided to go with Graham, just to make Daniel, her ex-boyfriend, jealous," I see where was this going, and somehow, I felt bad for the sherif. "After the dance, Regina used Graham a little bit longer. I saw what she was doing and I told Graham, but he was so in love with her." David shook his head, probably thinking about young Graham, "He was sure he could make Regina fall in love with him,"

"But he didn't." I guessed.

David pursed his lips in a sad smile. "After a while Regina and Daniel got back together," he explained. "And the way she just threw Graham away from her life, it was hurtful, specially because she was our friend."

I looked at him. I really felt sorry for Graham, but I also believed that Regina had changed. Who can say that they are the same immature person they were during high school? Emma. And Ruby. But that was not my point. Regina was four years older than us, she was running for Town's mayor and she hasn't been part of a scandal nor a relationship since Daniel left her, and that had been 6 years ago.

"That was high school, David," I said. "People change,"

"How do you know she won't do it again?" David looked at me. "If Daniel would appear in Storybrooke, Regina would leave my sister in a heartbeat."

"You don't know that."

David opened his mouth to reply, but he close it when we realised that the whole party had gone silent: someone had turned the music off. People started exiting through the window and going down the emergency stairs.

"Killian," I grabbed Emma's love toy's hand. "What's wrong?"

"The police," he said, "Someone called in and said we had drugs in the party. I'd stay but I had some weed myself, so I'd only give you more trouble,"

I let go of his hand and he ran down the stairs jumping over few handrails. Without waiting any second longer, David and I entered the living room, it was not an easy task, specially because a lot of people were trying to get out and they kept on pushing us towards their way - it was definitely just like when we were in high school. The living room was a mess, it seemed like a hurricane had passed by. I looked around, trying to find Emma. She was nowhere to be seen, I got worried, it was not typical for Emma to flew when she was responsible for an act.

Then something caught my attention, it must have caught David's attention as well, because he grabbed my arm and pointed at the door with his other hand. My heart started beating faster and faster as we walked together towards the entrance, it felt like it would go out from my chest cavity. The door was semi-opened. David finished opening it. Then, just as my world fell to the ground.

"Emma Swan, Ruby Lucas," Graham and his deputy were cuffing my two friends. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you do not have an attorney, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?"

"No!" I screamed, they all turned to see me, "This is a mistake,"

It was not a mistake. We had made brownies with Marijuana, we had bought, and served in a party, an illegal substance. We all knew Maine's law according to Marijuana, only medical use was allowed. And Emma had lost her fake prescription five years ago, when the late sheriff found us smoking on school property.

"Miss Blanchard, stay silent," Regina told me but she was shooting a glare at Graham.

At the same time Ruby and Emma screamed. "M, shut up,"

"This is not fair!" I yelled, not paying attention to the warnings they were giving me. "I was the one that bought the marihuana!"

I lied, they all knew I lied. But Graham couldn't go anything else than get another pair cuffs and read to me the Miranda Rights. Emma and Ruby looked at me with resentful faces, but I knew that deep inside they were proud of me. We were like the three musketeers: all for one and one for all. I wouldn't let them go to jail without me, and they'd have done the same.

"Seriously, Graham?" David asked his best friend. "You know Mary Margaret didn't do it,"

"What? You don't believe she did it but you believe I did?" Emma asked shocked.

"You were already in jail once of the possession of illegal substances," the oldest Nolan pointed out.

"And so was she!" Ruby and Emma pointed at me with their heads. He looked at me, looking for an answer, but I remained silent, I couldn't deny something that had actually happened. I felt my cheeks blushing when I saw the disappointment in David's face so I decided to study the floor

"It's not like I like this more than you do, David! But she just made her statement in front of six people," he replied. "I have to arrest her,"

"Oh, please," Regina let out at Graham's statement, "You didn't even have to pass by," I could feel the hate flowing between Graham and Regina's bodies. And I couldn't stop wondering if there was more to the story that David had just told me. "I wonder who called you in,"

"That's confidential, Miss Mills." Graham said in a deadly tone and with the help of his deputy led me, Emma and Ruby down the stairs and into the police patrol.