A/N: Hi again!

This actually isn't a new story. I've written this three years ago, but I only published it in German.

But after I've noticed that a good amount of you guys is looking for Season 7 stories, I finally decided to translate this for you while I'm still working on new content.

It follows the show until the moment when Regina attacks Gothel with the basball bat and goes in a completely different direction afterwards.

So, the story is finished and as the chapters aren't that long, I'm going to upload twice a week: Wednesdays and Saturdays.

I really hope you enjoy it and I appreciate your comments and feedback!


It was dark in the room she was in when she opened her eyes. She looked down at herself, lying stretched out in the white linen-covered bed, her body wrapped in a light pink nightgown. Far too many bright colors, she thought, letting her eyes wander to get her bearings. To her right was a large window that showed her a starry sky. Opposite her, a television hung on the wall. To her left was an armchair covered in imitation leather, in which a slumped figure lay sleeping. Regina strained to push the blanket away from her and slowly swung her legs out of bed. She had no idea what had happened, she couldn't even remember what her last memory consisted of.

"Zelena!" she said and her sister's red curly mop of hair stirred and she raised her head.

"Regina?!" she replied tiredly before she jumped up and rushed to her bedside. "Regina! You're awake!"

Regina, however, remained silent and tried to focus her gaze after Zelena had moved far too quickly for her taste and, above all, spoken far too loudly. But, of course she wasn't going to embarrass herself and tell her that. "Of course I'm awake. Which one of you had the idea to take me to a hospital? I'm wearing a damn pink nightgown!" she stated indignantly instead.

"Please forgive me, I didn't know that saving your life came after choosing the color of your nightgown. I'll definitely take it into account next time!" Zelena dropped onto the bed next to her and crossed her arms in front of her chest, while Regina rolled her eyes and pushed herself up from the bed. "Where are you going? It's the middle of the night!" the red-haired witch said and Regina just waved her off.

"I'm going to change. I wouldn't be caught dead in this stuff," she replied, making a brisk gesture with her hand to disappear in a cloud of purple mist and change her outfit.

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"Give her 10mg of diazepam."

The words echoed from somewhere through the fog in her head, leaving her confused. She tried to open her eyes but couldn't. She wanted to say something, but was unable to speak. Her heart no longer seemed to know how to pump oxygen into her body and her lungs didn't know how to enrich the blood beforehand. Someone pressed a hard piece of plastic to her face and she couldn't fight it.

Her muscles burned as she finally felt her lungs resume function and the annoying beeping noise that she hadn't even noticed until just now came to an end.

"Well, let her sleep a little longer and let me know if there are any changes."

Regina wanted to ask what was going on, but the fog in her head thickened again, once more shrouding her thoughts in silence and her body in numbness.


"Mom!" Henry's shout echoed through the dark forest as he hurried across the pine-needle-covered ground and looked at the people lying on the ground, all holding their heads and staring at each other in confusion. "Mom!"

Hook was in the process of flipping several people from prone to supine with his hook and was wandering around just as panicked as Henry. "Swan!" he shouted, on the other hand, until the two finally bumped into each other.

"What's going on here? Where are we?" Henry asked the pirate.

"I'm not going to lie, but I'm pretty sure we're stranded in the Enchanted Forest, however it happened. I can't find your mother, have you seen her?" he asked hopefully.

Henry shook his head and glanced again at the inhabitants of the enchanted forest, who were now gradually picking themselves up and forming groups. "I can't find any of my moms. I broke the curse and then... Oh God, Mom." He broke off as tears came to his eyes. "I think she's dead, Hook."

Hook eyed him. "You can't even think that."

"But she's not here!" Henry replied.

"I can't find Emma either, that doesn't mean anything." He tried to reassure himself with his words, but so far, he hadn't been particularly successful.

"It's not the same," Henry replied quietly. "I found her when she was already completely lifeless. I suddenly remembered everything. I told her I loved her, kissed her on the forehead and then... Suddenly we're all here. Hook, if she wasn't dead before, she is now. She's there all alone when we're here now. She was hurt, Gothel was there and..." He broke off again as Snow and David rushed over and hugged him.

Neal walked a little way behind them and David took his son in his arms when he also reached the group.

"Henry, I'm glad you're okay!" Snow held her grandson's face with tears of joy in her eyes and then hugged him again.

"You're all here. All of you. But we can't find Emma and Regina isn't here either," he immediately explained seriously when she let go of him again.

"I don't understand what's going on anyway," Snow said. "I was just hanging up the laundry and suddenly we're here."

"It's a bit of a long story," Henry admitted, "You just need to know this much: there was a curse, I broke it and now all the fairy tale characters are back here."

Hook squirmed and looked at his stepson. "Then Emma isn't with us because she lived in the real world," he said, his face pale, but Henry immediately shook his head.

"Then Neal and I should be here even less and Regina should be in our place."

Even though that still didn't get them any further, Hook breathed a sigh of relief. "Then there's only one thing left to do: let's go and look for them. Maybe they've just ended up somewhere else."