Having the burden of remembering something that other people didn't was never going to be an easy feat.

For some reason, your sister Regina had had the clearly great idea of bringing you over with her but that meant you had your memories from the Enchanted Forest.

Graham, however, didn't and that hurt you whenever you saw him with your sister.

Regina was older than you and that meant you weren't really ever prepared to challenge her – the two of you had never gotten on properly but you had your moments, despite that you knew Regina was sleeping with Graham as a spite against you.

You and Graham had been together in the Enchanted Forest which was a main factor to your sister not liking you. You'd opted to leave your life with her in the palace behind to be with Graham permanently, and then a year later she cast the curse.

The only upside to being in Storybrooke was that your sister had given you your own house – you had the option to see Henry and he could stay with you, but you didn't have to be around when she was with Graham however that didn't stop you from knowing.

In the past week or so Graham had been making an effort to be around you more which was strange when compared to normal.

You worked in the station with him, which hadn't pleased Regina, but she couldn't stop you, and more recently he'd made more of an effort to stay back and do paperwork with you or ask you out for a drink afterwards or offer to drive you home at the end of a long day.

It reminded you of how he acted with you back in the Enchanted Forest.

You'd gone over to Regina's house in order to spend some time with Henry but when you had gotten there, Henry was nowhere to be seen.

"Henry?!"

As you made your way through the house, you saw Regina sat in the living room, so you went in to sit down opposite her.

"Hey, where's Henry?"

She shrugged. "He's with Archie, did I not tell you?"

"No, you didn't."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

You smiled at her. "It's all good, I'll see him tomorrow then?"

As you went to stand up, Regina shook her head. "I need to talk to you."

"About what?"

"You know what."

You tilted your head in confusion. "I never know with you Regina so just tell me."

"Why has Graham been spending more of his nights with you rather than with me?"

Sighing, you shook your head. "I don't know Regina, that's something you'll have to ask him – he's your boyfriend after all."

"He hasn't been here for me to talk to him."

You shrugged as you stood up. "I honestly don't know Regina, you need to ask him."

She glared at you before standing up also – shooting her hand out at you so her magic shot at you also.

You grimaced as the pain spread through your side.

"That's for lying to me."

"I don't lie to you, you know that," you spoke through gritted teeth.

She scoffed as her glare hardened. "Don't pretend you haven't been trying to get Graham to remember."

"He can't remember, you know that," you told her as your voice gained an upset tone. "So, stop taunting me with your relationship."

You left Regina stewing her own anger, but you walked with more of a limp due to the pain in your side.

As usual you had no clue what Regina had done to you, her magic usually wore off after a couple of days, but it was meant to remind you that she could hurt you more than you could her.

When you eventually got back to your house you saw Graham sat outside in the cop car.

"Graham?" you called out as the both of you got out of your cars.

He smiled sheepishly at you but then his face turned to panic as he saw you wincing.

You invited him into your house once you'd unlocked the door.

"What's wrong? Why are you in pain?"

You dismissed his comments with a wave of your hand. "I'm not in pain, I'm all good."

He didn't look convinced and followed you to the kitchen. "You're clutching your side and wincing whenever it pulls – tell me what's wrong, please."

"My sister got me when she was moving some furniture around."

"I doubt very much that she did it by accident."

You sighed which gave Graham his answer.

He came to stand in front of you before motioning for you to lift up your shirt, so he could see your side.

You looked down as he did and gasped at the discolouring – you had no clue what she had shot at you, but it was manifesting nastily.

"It'll go away in a few days – it never lasts long."

Graham looked up at you in shock. "She's done this before?"

"We don't always get on Graham."

He shook his head in disbelief before going to get an icepack from your freezer. "Please take care of yourself."

"It's my sister you need to blame."

"I don't want to be around her anymore."

You smiled at him. "We could always leave?"

"She's the mayor, there's no way we could get away from her."

"I know a way."

Graham reached out to pull you into a hug but did so gingerly as he didn't want to harm you further. "Why does this feel so familiar?"

"Perhaps in a past life we were like this."

He looked down at you in confusion. "What makes you say that?"

"As it's familiar to me too."

He breathed what seemed to be a sigh of relief. "You feel the same?"

You shrugged with a smile on your face. "That depends on what you feel."

"I feel like we've been here before, in this situation together."

You sighed, running a hand through your hair. "There's so much I need to tell you but I'm afraid you won't believe me – you'll think I've gone mad."

He shook his head in disagreement. "There's no way that could ever happen."

"I'm not so sure."

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Written by Hannah.

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