Dreaming Out Loud
Chapter 3: Snow Falls
From the moment he awoke in that bed, there had been three things on his mind. Snow and Emma, and finding them.
This place was very strange, but he had put enough together to know that this was the curse, especially the way Grumpy reacted to him like he was a complete stranger.
This was it. The place without happy endings. His last memories being awake were of putting his daughter into the wardrobe and then the searing pain in his abdomen, as one of Regina's Black Knights cut him down.
Fortunately, he also remembered all the years spent in limbo, in the dreamscape where he saw his beloved wife and daughter on a nightly basis.
He had been so eager to find Snow though that he had headed for the woods firstly. Then he realized she wouldn't be in the woods, because he remembered Emma telling them that no one had their real memories. Which begged the question as to why he did.
Now he was lost in the woods. At least he had enough mind to find something to wear besides the odd clothing he had woken up in. It was freezing, so he was glad he had grabbed the strange clothes and boots he had found in a wardrobe in the room.
Finally, after what seemed like forever trekking through the woods, he happened on a large house. There was light in the windows, but he was leary about going to see who lived there. He had no idea of knowing who he could trust besides Emma and Snow, even without her memories.
There was a peculiar sound behind him, a sort of clicking, and then a voice.
"Turn around slowly," the man said. David did as he asked and he came face to face with someone he did not recognize.
"You're the John Doe from the hospital," Jefferson said.
"John Doe?" David asked in confusion.
"It's what they call someone with no identity," he explained.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I have an identity. I know exactly who I am...but no one remembers me! She's done something to them! Everyone just looks at me like I'm crazy!" David exclaimed. Jefferson's eyes widened and for the first time in twenty-eight years, he was face to face with someone who remembered like him. Then he laughed merrily...almost madly.
"What the hell are you laughing at?" David growled.
"You...have your memories! I'm finally not the only one in this piss ant town that knows who they really are! It's a pleasure to meet you, Prince Charming," he replied, with a bow David's eyes widened.
"Wait...you remember too? The Queen..." he started to say.
"The Queen...the curse...all the misery she's inflicted. I have to say though, this is a surprise. She finally screwed up. If she knew you remembered, she'd be foaming at the mouth. You're the last...well second to last person she wants to remember," Jefferson replied.
"So it's true...everyone else here has false identities?" David said.
"Yes...and she's taken away what they all love most," Jefferson replied.
"Emma told me that Snow thinks she's a teacher," David mentioned. The Hatter's eyes widened.
"What do you mean Emma told you?" Jefferson asked rigidly.
"It's kind of a long story," David replied.
"If Regina is your enemy, then we're on the same side. Let's go in where it's warm," Jefferson suggested. Charming followed him in and he put some tea on, as Charming found a chair.
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