Disney's Tinker Bell in Storybrooke
A Disney Fairies / Once Upon A Time Crossover
Season 1, Episode 7, Chapter 6

PIXIE HOLLOW, NEVER LAND (The Late Restoration Period on the Mainland)

After the interview had ended, Vidia was released from house arrest and was free to go where she pleased. After everything she had been told by Fairy Morrison, Vidia went back to the stockade to confront Festus. She brought with her the feather that had exposed his deception.

"You lied to me," she growled at him. "You lied and manipulated me and you led me to believe that you loved me."

"Huh? What are you talking about, Vidia? What happened?" he asked her, Festus looked genuinely confused and very concerned for her.

Vidia showed him the feather. "What is that?" he asked.

"This is one of those feathers you had me fly through hoops to earn," she said, tears of anger and betrayal streaming down her cheeks. "It's fake. It's just a pigeon feather with dye."

"Who..."

"Fairy Morrison told me," she answered. She showed him the exposed shaft where the white had been partially colored by the dyes used by the dressmaking talents.

"I'm sorry," he told her, choking up. "I'm sorry that I lied to you about where the feathers came from. We do it to all the new arrivals. It's part of our hazing ritual."

Vidia looked very perplexed. "Don't people feel betrayed when you tell them?"

"No, after we tell them we give them actual purple feathers," Festus explained. "They aren't rare, but the bird does live on Never Land."

"So why don't you just give them the real feathers in the first place?"

"Like I said, it's part of hazing," Festus said. "After we reveal our little deception the ones earned are replaced and every new feather received is an actual purple bird feather. You see, we weren't trying to single you out. Ask anyone in the guild, they will tell you the same thing."

Vidia still looked rather confused. Festus could read the look on her face and gave her the answer she was looking for. "Getting real feathers is for the veterans. Members who've proven themselves in the field and have achieved a certain proficiency of their talent."

He watched her processing this answer. Before she could start question him, Festus pressed forward. "What else did Fairy Morrison tell you?"

Vidia looked back at Festus, her mind moved from thinking about the feather to her conversation with the guild overseer. "He told me that you and Swift were planning to force the queen to render lesser guilds into servants and slaves. Is that what this is all about? Power"

"He's lying to you, sweetheart," Festus answered in a soft and tender voice. "Don't you see what he is doing? Fairy Morrison is trying to sow dissent among our ranks. He wants to break up our cause by turning us against each other."

"Why?!" she replied forcefully. "Why does he want us turn on each other? If you aren't trying to take over why does he want to break us up?!"

"He is paranoid, that's why," he answered. "Morrison is old in his years and in his thinking. He sees conspiracies everywhere."

"Morrison didn't sound crazy when he interviewed me," Vidia replied. "Now be straight, if you and Swift are not engaged in an insurrection then what do you want?"

"We just want to be recognized as the superior guild," he told her.

"Do you want to take away the rights of other guilds?"

"No, of course, not. Do you know how wrong that would be?"

"So why does he think you want that?"

He sighed. Festus looked towards his partner, Swift. "Go ahead and tell her," he told Festus.

"Fairy Morrison is going senile. Kelly is to be his replacement, but Morrison doesn't recognize how badly his senility has become."

"Why won't the queen remove him from office?"

"She is too soft hearted," Festus answered. "Queen Clarion is close friends with all of the guild overseers. She just doesn't have the heart to force him into retirement."

"Wa-it, I thought you said he was paranoid?" Vidia said, seemingly catching him in a lie.

"It is part of his senility," Festus answered. "We tried to convince him to retire a while back, but he refused. Now he thinks some of us are trying to get rid of him. To force him out before he is ready."

Vidia mulled this over. "He sounded pretty lucid in my apartment."

"He has good days and bad," he said. "More bad than good now. Kelly has been assigned by the queen to keep an eye on him."

Vidia looked him over, trying to size him up and determine if what he was telling her was the truth or more deceptions. At this point, she had no idea who to trust anymore. She had been caught in something big and she had no interest in it. All Vidia wanted was to extricate herself from this and get on with her life as the best fast flying talent and most talented fairy in all of Pixie Hollow.

"Please, you must believe me," Festus pleaded. "If Fairy Morrison tells the queen these delusions born from his senility we might end up losing many good fast flyers."

"But she knows he is senile?" Vidia replied. "That's why Kelly is there, to protect him. To protect us."

"Yes, but on his good days Queen Clarion puts a lot of weight in his opinions," Festus explained. "And sometimes…, sometimes it can be hard to tell when he is not in full control of his faculties."

Swift then stepped forward. "Don't be too concerned about us," he said. "Worry about your fellow flyers. If we have to take the fall for something that isn't our fault, then we will. Our concern is for the safety of the guild. They have to come first."

Vidia found these words comforting. No one interested in leading an insurrection would put the welfare of others above their own. Particularly if it meant giving up their attempted coup. Self-sacrifice couldn't be in the nature of someone who had an eye for power and glory.

"Vidia, I'm sorry about the feather," Festus said again. "Wearing a true purple feather is privilege not a right. And I think you've earned that privilege. Go to Kelly and ask for replacements. He will get them for you. You really are one of us now."

"Why would he listen to you?"

"He won't, but he has been watching your growth along with Fairy Morrison. Kelly has been very impressed and expressed a desire to see you get those real feathers sooner than later. Tell him you know about the fake feathers and ask for replacements. I'm sure he'll be very keen on getting them for you."

"Just don't mention our names," Swift added. "For obvious reasons."

THE ENCHANTED FOREST

"Don't tell me you're becoming sheep?!" The Evil Queen exclaimed. Queen Regina believed that people could be classified as either wolves or sheep. The wolves were the strong and predatory. They didn't let their emotions get in the way of their ambitions. The sheep were the weak whom the wolves preyed upon. They were held back by such useless emotions as love, compassion, pity, friendship and familial connections.

The occasion for her fury was The Huntsman's sympathetic regard towards Snow White. He read to her the letter and seemed unable to reconcile why someone so compassionate and selfless could be worthy of such intolerable wrath. "What did she do to you," he asked her.

"I told her a secret, and she couldn't keep it," was all the queen would tell him. That secret, once revealed, had cost her everything that mattered to Regina. It set her upon a path she did not want nor choose. Queen Regina was simply removing the last vestige of what she had hated most about her life.

The Huntsman then proved that he had not backed out of their deal. He presented to her the box with the cut out heart. The Queen smiled. Snow White was no more, her vengeance was complete. Regina took the heart from the box and went to her vault. The vault was a collection of small drawers, many of which were filled with the extracted hearts of her victims.

Her dark magic allowed her to remove hearts of any person or creature that had one. Once removed the heart was enchanted allowing her to either kill the victim instantly or to keep them alive and enthrall them. The drawers which held the hearts were differentiated from the others by the red, pulsing glow of the enchantment.

Regina put the heart up to the drawer where she was to store it. Nothing happened. The drawer was to have magically opened to receive the disembodied organ, but it did not. This was the moment when she knew her Huntsman had become sheep.

"THIS IS NOT HER HEART!" she roared with unbridled fury. "THIS IS NOT A HUMAN HEART!"

The Huntsman confessed that he could not go through with it.

This only enraged Regina even more. She would not be denied her prize. Regina was going to take a heart, even it wasn't Snow White's. Using her dark magic powers, The Evil Queen plunged her hand into The Huntsman's chest and extracted his own heart, enchanting it. It glowed and pulsed. Yet the man did not die. Instead he was now her pet.

"And if you try to betray me, all I have to do is squeeze," Regina said, applying pressure to his heart.

The Huntsman collapsed. His chest turned instantly painful, as though he were having a massive coronary. When she released, the excruciating pain abated.

"You are mine now, and you will do anything I say." Two guards burst into the room and took The Huntsman into custody. "Take him to my bedchamber," the queen ordered. As The Huntsman was dragged out of the room, The Evil Queen placed his enchanted heart into the vault where it would be held forever.

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

Emma and Graham had retreated to the safety of the sheriff's office. He was gently blotting the blood from the wounds on her face. Wounds she had received during the altercation she had with Mayor Mills. "I know what it feels like," Emma said sympathizing. "You would rather feel nothing than be hurt."

Graham smiled. Emma felt for him. The two leaned in closely and kissed, this time both consented. When they did, all of Graham's memories from his previous life in The Enchanted Forest came flooding back.

"Thank you," he told Emma, "I remember everything."

~O~

At the mausoleum, Mayor Mills had returned. She went inside and put the flowers on the crypt of her father, Henry Mills. She had named her adopted son after him. Regina then leaned into the crypt and pushed it aside. Underneath was a secret staircase. She descended those stairs into her private vault. The very same vault she kept in her castle in The Enchanted Forest.

The tiny drawer containing Graham's heart magically slid open. Graham was The Huntsman back in their world. Regina took the heart into her hand. It pulsed with a red glow. She wept. Graham had filled a need in her life. A desperate need. But now she had lost him to Emma. Regina couldn't let Emma win. She could not lose her control over anyone. So Regina squeezed on the heart. She squeezed until she crushed it, turning it to dust which flowed through her fingers.

~O~

At that very moment, Graham was about to kiss Emma again. He suddenly fell to the ground, grabbing at his chest. He was in tremendous pain, as if he were having a massive heart attack.

"Graham?" she yelled. Emma held him, trying to prop him up, but his agony only got worse. Then he collapsed to the ground. She tried to revive him, called out his name several times, but nothing worked. Sheriff Graham was dead.

Though Emma did not know it, when Regina crushed his heart it ended his life.

~O~

The ambulance from Storybrooke General Hospital raced to the Sheriff's station, but none of the EMT's could revive the sheriff. He was declared dead on the scene and his body was taken back to the hospital and moved to the morgue. Emma couldn't understand it. He looked so healthy and vibrant.

When she went home later that night, she told Mary Margaret that Graham had died of a heart attack. Her roommate was stunned by this news. She had known Graham for a very long time. For as long as she could remember. Emma was told that Graham had visited Mary Margaret earlier and that he had seemed feverish then. This led Emma to wonder if Graham's heart attack was brought on by a virus or bacteria. The autopsy found neither and it was determined that the coronary was most likely precipitated by stress.

Emma was left with so many unanswered questions. What did he mean by "he remembered everything?" Why was he so certain that his heart had been taken? Where did the wolf that they both saw come from and where did it go? Unfortunately for her, these questions would remain unanswered as the only person who could shed any light on them was now long gone.

Okay, this concludes the events from Episode 7, but more chapters are coming. During the run of Season 1, Episode seven served as a mid season finale. The series went on hiatus for a few weeks before returning to complete its twenty two episode run. Within the context of the show, two weeks pass between the conclusion of Episode 7 and the beginning of Episode 8. What follows in the upcoming chapters are events that will occur during those two weeks.

Please stay tuned as a huge change is coming. One that will shake up the status quo for our favorite never fairies.

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