Disney's Tinker Bell in Storybrooke
A Disney Fairies / Once Upon A Time Crossover
Season 1, between episodes 7 and 8

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

When Dr. Hopper arrived at Storybrooke General he visited Dr. Whale and viewed the MRI images taken of the Kensington girl. He saw the same thing that Whale did. A distinct change in the brain patterns of Valerie Kensington. From the time she was admitted to the time she awoke. "It's almost as if her brain is functioning differently," Whale said.

"It would seem that way," Archie told him.

"What do you think, Arch? Multiple personality disorder?"

"I'll have to examine Valerie first, but these MRI images certainly have me concerned," the psychologist answered. "Can you forward these to my office so I can study them more closely?"

"Of course," Whale replied. The physician then turned to one of the nurses. "Janice, start the paperwork to have these MRI images of Valerie Kensington sent to Dr. Hopper's office."

"Right away, Doctor."

"Archie, when you're done examining the girl, Janice will have all the documentation ready for you to complete."

Dr. Hopper shook Whale's hand in gratitude and took the nearest elevator to the fourth floor where Valerie was resting in her semi private room. Sherlock Holmes once noted that in any investigation it was never prudent to theorize before all the evidence was accounted for. If you form a theory too early you are more likely to look for evidence that supports it, misinterpret other evidence or dismiss contradictory details because they don't fit your conclusion.

It was also a good principle for psychologists and physicians. Both acted as investigators, but in different arenas than a detective. A bad diagnosis could sometimes be traced back to violating that first rule. Despite this practice, both Dr. Hopper and Dr. Whale were thinking the same thing: dissociative identity disorder, formerly known as multiple personality disorder. Or at least that was one possible explanation. Archie had to push that out of his mind, he didn't want to go into his evaluation while being influenced by an assumption. He had to adhere to Holmes' first principle.

The door to the elevator opened. Doctor Hopper exited and checked the plaque which give directions to sets of rooms. He followed the arrow to the room where Valerie Kensington was receiving care. Once there, he found a mountainous Hispanic man sitting in a chair on the opposite wall from his destination. When the man stood up he towered over the good doctor and asked what is business was. Hopper replied that he was here to analyze the Kensington girl.

The gigantic orderly motioned the doctor in and said, "You're a braver man than I am, Doc."

It was a strange reply from such an imposing figure. He learned that when Mrs. Kensington arrived earlier, she had instructed her daughter to prepare for Hopper's arrival by cleaning up a bit and using the bathroom if she needed to. When the orderly was asked to remove Valerie's cuffs he did so suspiciously and attempted to intimidate Valerie with veiled threats and a growling tone of voice.

Valerie, however, refused to be cowed. "If the mayor herself can't scare me, you certainly won't," she told the man. The orderly moved his chair across to the other wall because, as he said to Archie, "My Momma was a saint and she didn't raise me to be a fool. If the mayor comes back she's bringing hell with her and I'm not going to get caught in her wake."

The psychologist proceeded into the hospital room. The girl Archie came to see, Valerie Kensington, was seated in a large, blue reclining chair the hospital provided for its patients. She was dressed in hospital issue pajamas, a robe, and slippers on her feet. Her wrist was chained to the bedrails.

One of the first things Dr. Hopper noticed about Valerie was that she was outwardly different. The psychologist had been providing family therapy for Claire and Valerie and had spoken at length with this young lady several times recently. She was usually obstinate, obstructive, insulting and abrasive. But underneath she had always carried an aura of pain and hurt. A girl crying out for a father who was no longer there. Inside had been a sixteen year old yearning to be daddy's little girl one more time.

During his psychological exam today, however, he noticed Valerie was still somewhat arrogant and abrasive, but she also oozed an easy confidence. A trait she had never displayed before. This young woman never struck him as needing a father around. She was a fully developed, totally independent and individuated personality. Strong, secure and even a bit fearless. Any painful vulnerabilities that she had demonstrated previously were now gone.

"Do you remember me?" he asked her.

"Should I?" she replied. The confused look on her face echoed her words.

"Well, we've spoken before in my office." Dr. Hopper noticed she was sizing him up. "I've been providing therapy to you and your mother, Valerie. To help each of you overcome your interpersonal differences."

"What differences?" she asked in return. "Oh, and my name is not Valerie. It's Vidia. I don't know why everyone keeps calling me that."

"Tell me, Val…, I'm sorry, Vidia. Who are you?"

"I am a fast flying fairy," she said with pride. "I collect pollen for the mainland, make breezes for the spring and summer and blow the leaves off of trees in the autumn."

That was the major change Emma Swan had warned him about when she called. Deputy Swan wanted a Psych Eval to determine if Valerie was competent enough to stand trial. Ever since waking up from her accident Valerie seemed to be suffering from an identity problem. She thought she was someone else. And not just someone else, but something else, too.

This Vidia personality, if indeed it was a distinct personality, also began to identify others around her as fairies she had known in her past. Her sister Tina had become Tinker Bell. A fictional character made famous by author J.M. Barrie and the various movies, television shows and books that were derived from his original works.

Her mother, Claire, was now the reigning monarch of the Never Fairies, Queen Clarion. A fairy queen character had been mentioned in the books, but was never fully described.

Before coming to the hospital Archie did a bit of research. Emma had told him that Vidia, Tinker Bell and Queen Clarion were all fictional characters in three children's films. Computer animated, direct to DVD movies that had been released within the last few years.

Unable to watch these films in the limited time before his visit, Dr. Hopper did a quick review on Wikipedia and YouTube, reading up on the film's plots, character biographies and watching some of the previews. This included a handful of shorts called "Pixie Previews" intended as television commercials to promote each film. Each brief television spot had its own, inclusive plot usually with a humorous ending.

"Does everyone have that ability? To blow winds and collect pollen?"

"No, only the fast flyers."

"I see. And where do you live?"

"Pixie Hollow, Never Land," she answered. "I live in a sour plum tree just beyond the pine forest."

"Does everyone live in sour plum trees?"

"No, I'm the only one," she replied.

"Where do the others live?"

"They live with their own guilds," she said. "Like little communities."

"Guilds?" Archie had some idea what she meant from what he had read, but he wanted her to explain the concept to him.

Valerie, now Vidia, explained that each fairy was born with a unique talent. Tinker talent, garden talent, animal talent, light, water, fast flyer, frost, snowflake, entertainment, cooking and so on. Each guild had an overseer, a supervisor who ensured that the other fairies were assigned daily duties and completed their tasks on time and correctly.

"What kind of duties does a fast flyer have," he asked.

She told him, again, how she collected pollen, generated breezes and winds, formed whirlwinds and, above all, her guild could fly faster than any other fairy guild in Pixie Hollow.

"Why do you do this? Collect pollen, I mean?"

"The nature talent fairies bring the seasons to the mainland," the Vidia personality told him. "We bring spring, summer and autumn. The winter fairies bring winter."

"Interesting. As a fairy, how tall are you?"

"According to Dr. Griffiths one hundred and sixty millimeters," Vidia said. "About six and one quarter inches tall."

"Who is Dr. Griffiths?"

Vidia told him the story how Tinker Bell met a young human girl named Lizzy Griffiths and the adventure Vidia and her friends had in trying to rescue their friend. "I thought she had been captured. Held against her will. Her father was a scientist who studied nature. If he found out about us our presence would become known to the whole world."

In the end, Tinker Bell had befriended Lizzy. Lizzy whole heartedly believed in fairies and very much wanted her father to believe in them, too. When Tinker Bell finally revealed herself to him, Dr. Griffiths wanted to take her away to be studied. "I pushed Tink out of the way, but got caught myself." Ultimately, Lizzy and Tinker Bell were able to convince her scientist father to believe as she did. Like a child would believe. "I was nearly a science experiment. If it wasn't for Tinker Bell I would be pinned up in a display case somewhere."

"I see." Archie kept eyeing the shackle which kept Valerie or Vidia tied to the bed. "You look a little uncomfortable, would you like to go for a walk?" he asked her.

"Love to, just to get out of this room for a while."

After a brief conversation with the orderly, the shackles were undone and the doctor and his patient took a walk around the hospital corridor while they talked. The tall Hispanic man followed at a distance. Archie watched the girl closely as they strolled around the building. She peered into each open door and patient room, looking very curious. "Are all the rooms here just like the one I'm in?"

"Um hm."

"Do all the rooms have a magic box that shows you entertainments and people who tell you to buy things?"

"Buy things?"

"Yeah, I was watching something called Law and Order when some man told me to buy a spray to make my shoes smell better."

"Those are called commercials. The magic box is a television set," Archie told her.

"Television set, that was what she called it."

"Yes, every room has one. If there are two beds in the room then there two televisions. One for each patient."

"One for each patient? No one has to share?"

"No, no one has to share. Tell me, are there other fairies living in Storybrooke?" he asked her. The Vidia personality identified not only Tinker Bell, going by the name Tina, but also Queen Clarion going under the name Claire, who thought she was Vidia's mother. That much he already knew.

"Rosetta is here," she said. The Vidia persona described Rosetta as a redheaded garden talent. She went by the name Desiree here in Storybrooke. They passed the nurses station. The Vidia stopped and leaned over the counter. She watched as one of the nurses sat in front of a computer screen. The nurse's fingers expertly playing over the keyboard as she filled in patient information.

"How is she doing that?" the Vidia personality asked him.

"That's a computer," he told her. "Haven't you seen one before?"

"No! How does it work?"

Archie laughed nervously. "Well, I couldn't really tell you. I don't actually know myself."

"You don't? Then how do you use it?"

"We don't have to know how a computer works to be able to use it," he told her. "It's made so that a user can just sit at the desk and operate it independent of knowing how it works."

"Kind of like how the Tinkers make something elaborate and other talents can use it without knowing how they built it."

"Yes. I suppose. So this Desiree, do you mean the talk show host?" The pair resumed their walk.

"Yeah, I guess. She was here getting her breasts enlarged. I don't know why Ro would want to do that," Vidia said. "Rosetta looks fine just the way she is. Why would anyone want to do that to themselves anyway? Make their breasts bigger? It sounds stupid!"

"Some women just aren't secure in their perception of themselves," he answered. "They think they are lacking something and believe it is their outward appearance that needs to be changed. Often the problem is within themselves. Changing who they are rather than how they look would give them the self-confidence they desire."

"I guess that makes sense," she said. "No one in Pixie Hollow ever thinks they need to have something made larger just to feel better about themselves. We get our satisfaction from our talents, not our looks."

"Are there anymore? Any other fairies?"

She mentioned Terence, a dust keeper, who was going by the name of Clarence. Dust keepers, she explained, collected and distributed the pixie dust to all the fairies and sparrow men in Pixie Hollow. When he asked for clarification, Vidia replied that a sparrow man was a male fairy.

"Oh, yes, of course."

"Terence said he delivers mail now. Oh, Lord Milori is here, too," she said.

Archie was now very puzzled. The three films he read about had characters named Rosetta, Tinker Bell, Queen Clarion, Terence and Vidia, as well as a few others. Lord Milori, however was not a character found during his research.

"Who is this Lord Milori?" he asked her.

"He is The Lord of Winter," she said. "He rules the Winter Woods on behalf of Queen Clarion."

"Why doesn't the queen rule the Winter Woods directly? Why does she need a representative?"

"For many centuries warm weather fairies couldn't go into the Winter Woods," she told him. "It was too cold and our wings would freeze and break if exposed to the cold for too long."

"I see."

"Winter fairies couldn't come into the warm seasons, either," she continued. "They cannot tolerate the warm weather very well. If they spend too much time in the warmer climates their wings will wilt and eventually break."

"Can't a broken wing be mended?" he asked.

"There is no cure for a broken wing," she answered. The Vidia personality then went on to describe the events that led to the Winter Woods becoming separated from the rest of Pixie Hollow. "Lord Milori was so in love with Queen Clarion that he came into the warm seasons and spent too much time there. He broke a wing. The queen enacted a law that prevented warm and winter fairies from crossing the border."

"Couldn't they meet at this border?"

"No. That was how Lord Milori came to visit the warm seasons. Queen Clarion and Milori met every day at sunset, always at the border between Spring and Winter. Milori was so taken by her that he had to be a part of her world. They didn't want others to give in to that same temptation."

"So this Queen Clarion gave up the love of her life, Lord Milori, so that no other person, I mean fairy, would be tempted to crossover and lose a wing?"

"Yes."

"Is that rule still in effect?"

"No, that law was lifted a while ago," she said.

"What happened? Why did the queen change her mind?"

"Tinker Bell found her sister," Vidia answered.

"Tinker Bell has a sister?" That wasn't in the books that Barrie wrote.

The Vidia personality told him the story of how Tinker Bell learned she had a sister, born from the same laugh. The machine she built so Periwinkle could visit the warmer seasons and how it nearly led to the destruction of the Pixie Dust Tree. "We need that Pixie Dust," she told him. "It's what allows us to fly."

"I thought your wings gave you flight?"

"They propel us in different directions, but without that dust we're grounded."

"Interesting. So what happened next?"

"Afterwards it was decided that keeping Tinker Bell and Periwinkle apart was too cruel," she said. "The idea of frosting the flora to keep them safe was extended to warm fairy wings. It allowed us to enter the Winter Woods. Later, Tinker Bell constructed a larger and better snow making machine so that winter fairies could visit the warm seasons."

"Tinker Bell sounds like someone who enjoys breaking the rules."

"Her curiosity can be a real handful, if that is what you mean."

The Vidia persona continued to marvel at all the machines that passed them by. She hid behind him when a huge floor buffer machine passed by. The loud noise it made scared her. There was also another big device that was being walked through the corridor by some of the technicians. A large appliance that he explained was a portable x-ray machine. "Physicians use that to view bones and internal organs. The x-rays are a tool for diagnosing internal injuries, broken bones and certain diseases."

"If that is for seeing inside of people, why did I have to go inside of that giant bagel?"

"Bagel?"

"Yeah, I was stuck inside of the hole for a long time as it made this banging sound."

"Oh, you mean the MRI machine. An MRI is much more than just an x-ray. It can make visible what an x-ray machine cannot. In your case, the MRI helped us to understand the nature of your brain injuries after the motorcycle accident."

"What motorcycle accident?" she asked. Before he could answer, however, her attention went elsewhere.

As they approached a window she ran up to it and looked outside. There was a twinkle of wonder and amazement in her eyes. Archie knew it was genuine, certain physiological responses could not be controlled even by the most practiced of liars. The tiny details which he noted were done entirely through autonomic reactions.

"Is that Storybrooke?" she gasped.

"Yes. Yes it is." Dr. Hopper also saw something else. She looked out from the fourth floor window with a familiar look on her face. It dawned on him quickly that it was the same look of pain and hurt Valerie had shown when she talked about her father.

"I wish I had my wings," she muttered. "This would be a great place to fly. Look how open it is out there. A fast flyer could just go wild."

"Do you enjoy flying?" he asked her.

"Absolutely," she replied. "It's what we do better than anyone else."

Her breathing pattern changed. Though not visible, Archie got the sense that her heart rate was going up, as well. That look of pain and loss, though, remained, mixed with joy and excitement. He theorized that what had been a reaction to the loss of her father was now a reaction to not being able to fly. Although why the change of focus was still beyond him.

The view they were looking at was of the city and the tall pine trees beyond. Together they watched as the sun went down, sinking behind the majestic tree line. Soon the blue sky was tinted with brilliant reds, oranges and yellows. The Vidia personality sighed. Archie noted just how much she wanted to be out there. Not a word had to be spoken. It was written all over her face.

"Would you like to step outside for a bit?"

"Yes I would," she said with excitement.

"I think we can arrange that." Archie stepped away from the window and spoke to the orderly who was following them. "She wants to go outdoors for a while."

"It's getting late," the orderly said.

"Just for a little while," Dr. Hopper pleaded nicely. "I'll take full responsibility for her."

The huge man eyed the girl and then the psychologist. "Okay, but if she runs off…"

"She won't. I can promise you that."

"Okay, follow me."

Dr. Hopper called out to Valerie, now Vidia, and asked her to follow him. They walked down the hallway to the elevators. A smile was plastered on Valerie's face. She was genuinely pleased to be going outdoors.

~O~

Unknown to either Dr. Hopper or Vidia, at that exact moment the hospital's two Cisco ASA firewalls were under assault. The redundant network security devices were designed to keep hackers out of the hospital's internal computer network. The firewalls had been programmed to alert the network administrator should a threat be detected. No alert went out. The threat wasn't a typical one. It was surgical in nature, quietly probing and looking for an entry point. It hid itself as random internet traffic rather than presenting itself openly as a precision attack.

The common means of bypassing a firewall had been properly addressed by the network security administrator. Getting in would not be easy. However, the algorithms that probed the Cisco devices were not amateur script. The person who had developed them knew at least as much about the Cisco ASA firewalls as the company that designed it. Possibly even more. Breaching the external security wasn't as difficult as should have been. Soon, a malicious code was working its way into the hospital network.

First, this malware shut down the servers that managed the nightly backups to prevent new information from being copied to the off site location. Then it wormed its way through the RAID arrays, erasing data from every domain in Storybrooke General's Schema. Accounting, payroll, employee information, inventory, patient files, schedules for medicines and proper dosages were all deleted from the servers and RAID arrays. This included Valerie's MRI images.

The malicious attack used an outdated, but still effective Department of Defense erasure method that made it extremely difficult to recover data. Rather than just delete data, it erased data with a secure algorithm. The same DoD standard can be found in hard drive erasure tools like DBAN.

When the malware completed its task, it marked every deleted or corrupted file as "changed" and restored the backup servers. When it was time, the erased or damaged files would be copied to the offsite servers, effectively destroying both copies of the computer data. The DoD erasure tool would piggy back its way to the offsite location to do the same thing before the backup that night was completed.

All the evidence that Emma Swan would need to prove that Valerie was not competent to stand trial had just been lost and rendered virtually unrecoverable.

Note: That Department of Defense secure erasure algorithm is real and it is available as part of the DBAN program. DBAN is a free tool that is designed to securely and completely erase hard drives. Everything, including personal files and even the operating system is wiped clean. The DoD erasure method can also be found in the program File Shredder which fully erases specified files, but does not harm anything else. Think of File Shredder as the Recycle Bin on steroids.

Sorry about all the technical jargon again. Also I apologize for taking so long. Real life needed my attention. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.