Emma and David both walked in Snow White's room hand in hand. David gasped as he saw his wife laying there, helplessly on a ventilator in the hospital bed. Mary Margaret's husband slowly made his way at his wife's side, and sat down in an empty chair beside her bed. He reached his hand over to cling to hers, as he sobbed. "Dad-" Emma spoke to her father as she walked over and let her hand rest on his shoulder. "She'll get better."

"Will she?" David asked as he stared back at his daughter, tears threatening to form in his eyes.

All of a sudden, they heard the heart monitor race. Their faces instantly turned to the monitor to see Snow's heart rhythm running rapid. "Whale!" David yelled, pushing himself up from the chair.

"Dr.Whale!" Emma screamed, running to the door, eagerly trying to find the doctor. She opened it just in time for him to rush through. The monitor was increasing significantly until it now only showed a flatline. All Emma and David could hear was the steady sound of the monitor without a single beat.

David yelled at the doctor as tears began pouring down his face. "Save her!"

Dr.Whale quickly placed one hand on the other, intertwined his fingers together, and pressed his hands on her chest. He counted anxiously as he gave chest compressions. Time went on though and nothing changed.

"Come on! Come on!" Whale repeated.

Emma was freaking out, pacing in circles, breathing heavily, and crying profusely. Charming moved toward his daughter and wrapped his arms around her, trying to calm her. They turned side by side, watching Dr. Whale, hoping he could save Snow.

Instantly, Snow White's chest rose and they heard the monitor beat normal again. "She's okay now." Dr.Whale said with relief as he lifted his hands from her chest, stopping the CPR.

David and Emma silently cried as they heard the doctor. "I hope she will be okay. I'm doing all I can but she may be too weak."

"Too weak? Why is she even like this? It seems she doesn't have any injuries!" Charming said.

"It's strange." Dr.Whale paused, in deep thought. "I've never seen something like this before."

Emma wiped her eyes, sniffed her nose, and then responded to the two men. "I healed her with magic. It's probably taking a while to heal and have a full recovery."

Dr.Whale nodded. "That would make sense."

Emma walked slowly over to her mother, lifted her hands above her mother's body, and then used her magic. Gradually, Emma healed her mother once again, hoping this time, her mom would be alright.

~

Day 2:

Snow White awoke to find a gag tightly wrapped around her mouth. She quickly realized she was restrained to a chair, both feet and hands tied. She couldn't even move. It was much like the last time she was kidnapped in the same house. Old memories came flooding back as she remembered the Mad Hatter kidnapping her and her daughter years ago. She now sensed tears forming as she took rapid deep breaths, moving her eyes around the room to find that she was alone. It was pitch dark which caused her horrified mind to race even more. She waited hours for Jefferson, which for her felt like an eternity. Is Emma alright? My daughter has to be alright! What is he even planning on doing to us?

Hours continue to pass and finally Snow heard a creak of a door and light ahead. She heard a door shut which made her shiver in fear. Her eyes burned as the bright light filled the room. She saw the man, Jefferson, who casually walked toward her. Mary Margaret then noticed a small table only inches in front of her. The Mad Hatter placed a plate of food on the table and a bottle of water next to it. Then he stepped back behind her, untied the cloth, and took it out of her mouth. "Where's my daughter, you psycho?" After the man only stood behind her and didn't reply Snow screamed out as loud as she could. "Emma!"

"If you yell one more time, I guarantee it won't be pretty." Mary Margaret froze. It was like everything in her stopped as she felt cold metal to the back of her head. She didn't have to turn around and see the object to know what he placed against her head. "Now, if you make a sound you'll regret it, got it?" Snow shook her head as she felt her heart thumping in alarm. The gun was quickly pulled away. Her skin crawled as she felt his hands brush her while he untied the knot to release her arms. She then stood beside her, getting a sharp pocket knife out, bent over, and snapped the rope that tied her feet together. Mary Margaret sat there, trying to remain as calm as possible. I should attack him and make a run for it but he has a gun. What if he reaches it before I can get out? Then I would get shot or worse. I could die without ever seeing Emma or Charming again. She debated if she should try to attack and run but knew it was no use in doing that. He had a gun. All it would take is one shot and her life could be over.

He spoke as he pushed the plate closer toward her. "I'll bring you food everyday. You have a comfy bed, a bathroom, table, and tv."

Mary Margaret's eyes watered as she looked around the room. He was right. There was a queen sized bed in the corner and across from the bed was a tv. There was an entranceway to what looked like a bathroom beside the bed.

"I'm not staying here! What have you done with my daughter?" Snow spoke uneasily.

"See that's where you are wrong!" He now waved his gun in his hand. Snow froze once again as she noticed his hand gripping the pistol tightly. "You'll be staying here for a while. I'm not sure how long." He paused, looking into her eyes. "But you must know you won't be seeing your precious Prince Charming for a while."

She gulped in distress as she heard those words.

"I'll be kind to you if Emma and Regina behave or I'll hurt you if they don't."

"What are you even saying? Why do you even want them here?"

"Do you not get it? Regina took Grace away from me! She killed my daughter and the Evil Queen will pay for it!"

Soft cries came from Snow's mouth as she pleated. "Please, don't do this. Let them go! My daughter has nothing to do with this!"

He ignored her words as he turned toward the door, walked out, and closed it behind him. Snow now got up from the chair and bolted toward the door, trying her best to open it. The door was now locked so she knew she had to search for another way out. She scanned the room again but only saw the windows were all covered shut with wood. "Emma!" She yelled as she banged on the door continuously but it was no use. She couldn't get out. There was no way she was getting out unless he let her out.