Once Upon A Wondrous Love (A Once Upon A Time Fanfiction)

Chapter Seventeen: You Have To Let Her Go

Hello everyone! Sorry for the long gap! Summer was more work than relaxation and now school has started again so I will try to update as much as possible. Please vote and comment and tell me what you all think about this girl Lizzy....

Alice

"I-I'm sorry you must have the wrong person." I stuttered, pushing my back against the nearest wall. She still pursued me, her green eyes assessing me and her long blonde hair tangling around her fingers. 

"It's that Devil Woman. She's done this to you." Lizzy cried, placing both hands on either side of my face. I jerked away and glared.

"You're right, Cruella has done something, but this is not her doing. You are obviously mistaken." I shot harshly. I couldn't have a sister, it wasn't possible.

Betrayal befell her features as she sighed. She ran a hand through her hair again, wincing at a tat and eyeing me sadly.

"You really don't remember, do you?" Her voice broke.

"What is it that I am supposed to remember?" She pushed herself back onto the bed and leaned against the headboard.

"Your life, before she took you. Your mother and your father, and your dear Elizabeth." she said, her head falling. I took a set next to her, but kept my distance.

"I'm so sorry for what happened to you, but I am not your Alice." I said as a cry caught in her throat.

"Do not be so quick to condemn. You may find that you are wrong." In the candlelight, we both let our eyes drift around the room.

"What are you wearing?" she asked after a brief pause.

"Oh, um I went to a party. She lured me out with a dog and...she took me." Any hope that remained was drained from me as I spoke.

"A party?" Lizzy was looking at me with contempt. I finally noticed the Victorian-looking dress that covered her body.

"Where do you come from?" I remembered Jefferson was a portal-jumper. Perhaps if we escaped I could get her home to her Alice.

"A place called London in 1870. Time...works differently there. The age now is so...different." she said, gesturing to my dress.

"Do you have other family, or siblings?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't become offended.

"M-My mother Vanessa and my ou-my brother John. My father disappeared years ago." She coughed.

"Listen, I may not be your Alice, but I would like to help you when we escape."

A cold laugh echoed throughout the small room and we both leapt into each other.

"Oh Alice, I wouldn't plan on that anytime soon." Cruelly said, appearing at the bars.

"How dare you? They will come for us!" I cried, rushing to the door.

"Oh, I plan on it, only you won't be alive to see it. Get comfortable darling, we've got a long road ahead."

Jefferson

"Any news?" Jefferson asked eagerly as Emma came to the door of the Sheriffs station the next morning. Her coffee from Granny's warmed her gloved hand, as her other unlocked the old door.

"Nothing yet, Jefferson, but we are still looking." she said, shaking her head and trying not to remember when he had captured her those years ago.

"Its not like Alice to do this...she wouldn't disappear without telling anyone." Jefferson said, his eyes red and tired. Emma eyed the storybook that still sat on her desk and opened it. She flipped past the stories of her friends and even her own life until she came to Alice's.

"Says here, she left Wonderland and has not been back since...that was how many years ago?" Emma asked, eyeing him.

Jefferson shook his head defiantly. "That's different, she couldn't come back because of Cruella. What if she has her now, have you found that bat yet?"

Emma sighed. 

"Listen, I may not know Alive the way you do, but I know her kind. She's a runner; like I was. For all we know she could've left Storybrooke completely. I'm working on Cruella, but the woman is hard to pin down. I will do whatever I can to find Alice, but Jefferson, you have to promise me something." Emma said, looking at him with her most serious expression.

"If she is gone, and Cruella has no involvement, you have to let her go...understand?" Jefferson sighed and dropped his eyes. The thought of losing her again made his stomach turn. He needed to know where she was, no matter what the cost.

Jefferson met her eyes and nodded, his mind beginning to work furiously to locate his Alice.