Like in the Fairytales. (OUAT x TVD) (Damon x OC.)

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"What do you mean you think we changed the timeline!" Nancy yelled as they stood in the middle of the forest and Emma panicked over the now empty pages of the storybook.

During their slight misadventures they had seemingly prevented the woman's parents meeting.

"Emma! Please tell me that was not your mom and dad?!"
"Yes! That's how they met, she stole his ring and-."

"And what?!" Nancy was beyond herself in anger- this could be catastrophic for them, meddling with time was never a good thing.

"And then she saved his life and they fell in love!" Emma finished with a sigh.

"So we're screwed cause she didn't steal from him?" Damon asked but then Killian shuck his head. "We can fix this.....but Nancy is right, we need magic intervention......the Dark one."

And that's where they headed.

-.-.-.-.-.-

Damon walked behind Nancy as the girl in question marched up the mansion steps her father and Emma behind you pair.

Emma was worriedly playing with the edges of the book she carried while the captain's hand lay on his sword's hilt at all times.

Damon watched as the brunette in familiar clothing reached the door and lifted the heavy looking knocker. She stopped and noticed him staring at her as she waited for the door to be answered. "What?" She caught him looking.

"It's been a while since I saw you in a corset." He replied and she scoffed. "You say that like it's bad- bloody torture devices." She groaned- her barley recognisable accent that used to be like her fathers bleeding through. With time it had grown into a smooth American one but twinges of her roots were noted by Damon who had heard her voice for so very long.

"You always looked good in a skirt and corset." He told her and she scowled at him, "flattering me isn't what you're doing." She snapped and he sighed, "I tried."

Then the other two reached them and the conversation faded.

And the door was eventually answered.

By Belle?

Nancy was perplexed to say the least but she heard them out and allows them in to convene with her 'master'.

Rumplestiltskin was not what Nancy or Emma had imagined at all. It was Gold alright but his face was scaled and tinged green, he wore fine old timey clothes of emerald and his eyes were reptile-like slits.

"You." The lizard-man hissed as he noticed Hook and the captain gave a dark expression. "What do you want?....make it quick before I tear your heart out!"

"Wait!" Emma stoped his advance. "Please, we're from the future-."
"Swan!" Damon and the captain yelled in-sync.

"We need your help fixing something we changed and getting home, we'll pay whatever price you want- please, just get us home." Emma pleaded and the man gave a delightfully cynical chuckle.

"The future? What future?" He scoffed. "I was born here in the enchanted forest a year from now and then I was transported to a land with out magic.....and I ended up falling through a time portal with my.....my friends." She motioned to the others.

"And how do I know to believe you, and what could you possibly offer me to even begin to try and help you?" He snapped. And then it clicked for Nancy.

He at this time was searching for one thing.

Baelfire.

Her dead friend, Emma's ex and the dark one's son.

"Your son." Nancy spoke up.
"What now?" He span to look at her, not recognising her face even beside her father's. "Right now you're looking for a way to get to your son- Baelfire.....well I know where he is, and I know if he is well or not....because right now in this time, I'm with him." She told him bravely and his eyes became even tighter slits.

"How do you know of him?!"
"Because I was trapped on Neverland with him for five years before we escaped, to a land with out magic." She replied unwavering as she glared back at the man.

"You'll tell me where he is?"
"When you help us yes." Damon interjected and he nodded. "Very well, dearie......you have a deal."

-.-.-.-

The captain and Damon stood their arms both folded as they watched Emma and the dark one devise a plan while Nancy scoured the study's bookshelves for any trace of the spell that sent them here.

Damon watched as Nancy stood balanced on the ladder, her hand stretching up to the upper shelves, her long dark hair swayed behind her as she wobbled on the ladder.

He wasn't lying when he said she looked good in a corset, he had missed seeing her dressed that kind of way. Back when they were human and she would wear intricate dresses and would still be able to run around and play in the woods had always amazed him. She was always just so elegant, with everything she did.

He watched as she ran her delicate hand over a row of books and then snatched one from the shelf and scoured the cover and spine for it's title. Then with out even bothering to climb down, she flipped the book open and her brown eyes widened as her search proved fruitful.

"Found it!"