Once Upon a Dream:

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Almost twenty years ago.

Storybrooke, Maine.

Regina was doing papers at the dining table. 

"You wanted to see me?" Dr. Archie Hopper asked as he looked at Regina. 

"Yes, I did," Regina said as she kept looking at the papers, she was working on. 

"If this is about Pongo's dog license, I believe it's still up to date." Dr. Hopper continued, sitting in front of Regina.

"This has nothing to do with your dog." Regina sighed, looking up as she sat her pen down. 

"Madam Mayor, are you all right?" 

"I'm okay." Regina lied.

"Excuse me for saying so, but you don't seem okay." Dr. Hopper said, being his therapist self. 

"I don't tolerate that sort of bluntness. I'm the q--" She stopped, remembering that they were in the curse. "The mayor." She corrected herself.

"And I'm a therapist. That's why you asked me here, isn't it? What's bothering you? What are you feeling?" He asked her, making her scoff.

"Nothing." She scoffed before sighing to herself. "I'm feeling nothing."

"If I were to guess, I would say that you're a driven woman. And sometimes, that can leave a hole." Dr. Hopper sighed, turning this meeting into a therapy session. 

"A what?" 

"A hole. An emptiness. There's more to life than work. And maybe that's why you feel dissatisfied." Dr. Hopper continued.

"I'm not dissatisfied. I love my life."

"But what's the point if you've got no one to share it with?"

"There's that bluntness again." Regina scoffed at him.

"Has there ever been a time in your life when you haven't felt this way?"

"When that little boy visited. Owen." Regina smiled. 

"A child." Dr. Hopper smiled, knowing the reason why Regina felt lonely. "That can provide so much meaning." Dr. Hopper smiled as Regina nodded.

Regina ended up going to Gold over having a child when she ended up with Dream after Graham could not give her a child. When Dream learned to talk, she asked a lot about wanting a little sibling. So, Regina decided to go to Gold once more.

Nine years later.

Regina hurried over to Gold's Pawnshop. The bell at the door rang when Regina walked up to the counter that Gold was standing behind. 

"I need a child, Gold. And I need your help." Regina said while pushing Dream's stroller as she was asleep, despite her being around eight or nine years old. 

Dream has been developing episodes where she would get nosebleeds and pass out, it had been worrying Regina. So, she got a stroller to push Dream around, in case she got too tired since she was a pretty active kid.

"Well, I'm flattered but uninterested. We've already had this discussion... over the deal, you broke." Gold said, looking at Dream, who was fast asleep.

"Not like that...again. I've spent all morning talking to adoption agencies. The wait lists are over two years long. But you, Gold, you know how to cut through red tape. And if anyone can work the system and find me a baby sibling for Dream, it's you." Regina smiled at him, making Gold look up from their shared daughter.