Okay so I revised the previous chapter and gave it a little makeover those who have read it go back and read it over, now people you might have noticed that I'm pretty much enamored with the smartphone I got for Christmas because Celeste can't seem to shut up about it, now, if you see any errors in this chapter, I can't say I didn't try, but the reasons it's not 100percent perfect is because 1) English is my second language, 2) I wrote this entirely on my blackberry and 3) my parents don't let me use the laptop at home which is very unfair, so that's my excuse. Enjoy and comment

Chapter 2: Storybrooke, really? Are you freaking kidding me?

This was it, I'd officially lost it, my fifth grade teacher had once warned me that too much reading would one day fry my brain, maybe she was right.

Yep because there was no way, no absolute way that this was happening, I was hallucinating, there had to be a logical, mathematical, easy to pin the tail on solution. Maybe I'd hit my head, or died…

"Hey are you sure you're okay?" Emma asked from the driver seat, after all I'd been a hyperventilated mess since getting into her car, at the moment I wasn't even looking at her I was just rocking back and forth with my head between my legs muttering "this isn't happening" under my breath like a crazy person

"of course I'm okay, I mean it's not like I got stranded far from home last night with no money, food or water because the universe thought it would be fun to mess with me, it's not like I had to walk who knows how many miles for six hours, only to realize my secret fantasy of meeting my favorite fictional character is coming true" I replied in a hysterical tone without lifting my head

" in a town that's called Storybrooke of all things, it would be cool really if it weren't for the fact said town is not even supposed to exist because it's filled with people stuck in time who probably haven't heard of the words free will in decades" I kept going the hysteria in my voice making Emma visibly tense

" it doesn't help that I've never been away from home in my life, my cellphone signal is miserable at best, my shoes are broken, I'm on the verge of an emotional breakdown, my hair is probably a mess, I'm hungry, want to pee and you probably already think I'm crazy" I took a deep breath and lifted my head "but yeah I'm sooo okay"

"You done yet?" Emma asked lifting an eyebrow and managing to keep herself in the road, when I nodded she sighed "look kid"

"Celeste!" I hissed

"fine Celeste," she huffed "I didn't understand half of the things you said, well at least not the part about Storybrooke not existing and me being fictional" Emma tried making an effort to sound understanding "but what I did understand is that you need help, right now you are tired, hungry and probably very scared but that's okay" I couldn't help it, I had to stare in shock she sounded the same way as she did in once upon a time, she even drove the same way, she wore the same clothes, I was torn between squealing like a Jonas Brother fan girl and jumping out of the car horrified "because I'm not going to leave you alone to fend for yourself, we are going into town, going to talk to a couple of people and then see if we can get you settled" she smiled and gave me a small nudge in the shoulder "that make you feel better?"

I sniffed a little and nodded "you would really do that?" she nodded and I brightened up a bit "Thank you Emma"

"don't worry about it, apparently helping people out is kinda my job around here"

That brought a smile to my face "I bet you have many fans" I said with a chuckle because she was talking to me! Emma Swan! Was talking to me, my all-time girl hero who kicked bad guys and dragons backside all while looking cool in a leather jacket was joking with me, gosh this was a fan girl dream

but having my first half conversation with Emma didn't prepare me for when she drove into town, I could feel my pupils widen, again my insides churned and I felt like I would vomit.

This was Storybrooke, I'll give you that, but it was evidently the real thing, and by that, I mean there were no cameras, no running cast clutching Styrofoam cups of coffee, no makeup crew or green screen technicians, plus, nothing in all the houses and buildings we passed had the ABC logo on it.

"I'm taking you to Granny's first, it's a Diner just down the street, and you look as if you could use something to eat" Emma continued, pretty much oblivious to the fact I was back to having a panic attack and probably going to faint of joy (or emotional shock) in a few seconds, my thoughts alternating between this awesome, and this is hell.

"And a bathroom" I muttered after her feeling my bowels call out in protest.

On second thought did she just say Granny's?, closing my eyes I concentrated on my breathing, Celeste, please wake up now, if this ends up being real, then this really means you are sulking in front of your favorite TV character/savior extraordinaire.

Emma chuckled "and a bathroom of course" then she stopped at a red light, and turned to me "if you don't mind me asking, how's it that you ended up stranded again?"

"It's a long story" I replied looking around, lord was that Mr. Gold's pawn shop? Somebody please stop me from going into full cardiac arrest "and I'll tell you, I promise, but, listen right now I'm having a freak out, so please, please, would you do me a favor?" I began hyperventilating, she's parking in front of Granny's, oh lord, I needed to wake up.

But the thing is, I had my fair share of lucid dreaming experiences, I knew how to provoke one, get out of one, I'd done part of my senior high school project on dreams, so this meant I knew that when one realizes that one is dreaming inside a dream, because whatever the popular belief is, the pinch yourself in a dream thing is wrong, when we dream we can feel pain too, I learned that from watching Matrix and reading books on lucid dreaming, the brain makes us feel pain, so I knew pinching myself was out, besides, I was in pain already, my feet and back hurt like hell, but there was one fool proof way to prove if I was dreaming or not. "Depends of what you want me to do" Emma asked warily.

"Just...just...pass me my cellphone" I pleaded; Emma gave me a quizzical eyebrow but complied taking the pink gliterified blackberry from the dashboard where I'd dropped it before

"I can prove I'm dreaming, this has to be a hallucination, you are not real" I began muttering "you can't look into a mirror in a dream, that's the trick, the image is always distorted" the screen of my cellphone was better than a mirror tough, slick and polished it was the best reflective surface I could get my hands on for the time being so it would have to do

Emma snorted "you really are having a freak out" I was still hyperventilating, muttering "this isn't real" in the back seat of her police car, so I didn't hear the rest of what she said, with a sigh, Emma extended the phone to me "here, go ahead" she said, with the voice I had heard her use with Henry many times in the show, oh gosh, Emma Swan was feeling pity for me, I wanted to cry

"man I look like crap" was the first thing I said surveying my face in the small mirror surfaced my once braided brown hair, looked nothing close to a braid now, my eyes had circles under them, my nose was splotchy and my lips where so cracked I suppressed a shudder, "if that's what my face looks like I don't even want to see the rest, do I look that awful?" then realizing my reflection was every bit as real as the paleness of my cheeks, I began to laugh, really laugh, very hard and manically

"Now what" Emma muttered sounding on edge, I knew it, I knew she was annoyed, but I really couldn't stop laughing, I really was in Storybrooke, this was a fan girl dream, I was really driving in Emma Swan police car.

"Emma, Hello? Girl having a mental breakdown here" I couldn't help saying between laughs "just give me a minute, I need to process" Emma began tapping her fingers in the dashboard, "at first I thought I'd gone loony then I thought this was a dream but gosh, I just realized it" And for the first time in this crazy journey I said the words I hadn't wanted to admit before "this is all really freaking happening" and I laughed some more and shook my head and laughed again, wondering what the heck was I supposed to do? Finally, about five minutes later, I stopped laughing, "Now I'm done, let's go inside" I squealed in a voice so shrill it would give one direction fans a run for their money.

"Do you have multiple personality disorder?" Emma asked huh? I stopped my bouncing and sobered up

"I'm sorry" I offered then broke into a happy grin "by the way would you give me your autograph? Please, I mean there's so many people who are so not going to believe I met you"

Emma again furrowed her brow "oookay I'm gonna chose to ignore what you just said and pretend it never happened" she said watching me with the you-are-obviously-crazy look she gave Henry in the show's pilot.

"Ups sorry"

"And stop looking at me like that, you are freaking me out" was she referring to my crazy fan girl look? Welcome to my world Emma, I wanted to retort, but lucky my stomach did it for me and she laughed "come on, maybe all this weirdness if because you need to eat"

Watching Emma Swan enter Granny's with me trailing behind her couldn't have been a funnier experience, everybody seemed to stop what they were doing and stare at her, I thought Emma was awesome, who wouldn't stare at her, the problem was, that when we took a seat in the one of the closest tables, they still didn't stop, then I realized, it wasn't at her that people where staring at…it was at me.

Well, I WAS still barefoot and looked a little like I'd just tumbled down a staircase but Darn I forgot Storybrooke citizens where huge gossips, I gave Emma a bewildered look that clearly spelled WTF but before she answered the waitress appeared beside us

"sorry about that, we don't get many newcomers here" Ruby/Red/Megan Ohry said coming up to us wearing a very skimpy waitress outfit that didn't seem to leave anything to the imagination, she smiled at me and asked me what I wanted to eat (again it took all my mental concentration not to squeal and scream because this was too good to be true, RED)

"Right now, I feel like I could eat a horse, but I'll settle for a very big plate of whatever breakfast special you have" I told her returning the smile, when she turned to Emma, who'd eaten at the station she began her quiz

"So Emma who's your new friend?" Ruby asked with curiosity, Emma sighed obviously used to Ruby's inquisitive comments and not one bit bothered

"This is Celeste, she got stranded in the highway and apparently has been walking directionless all night" Emma supplied "I picked her up from the town's border"

"Oh, well that sure sounds like bad luck, are you all right?" she asked and I gave a shy nod

"Other than being very tired and looking like a train wreck I'm probably fine" I replied jokingly and Ruby laughed

"I'm Ruby"

"I know" I grinned almost making a happy dance, but looking at her face I realized it probably was the wrong thing to say "I mean, it's what Emma called you" I felt Emma sigh in relief "it's really nice to meet you"

"Likewise" she grinned "we don't get new people here in Storybrooke so any addition to this place is always good"

"Then good to know I'm appreciated" I laughed and Emma shook her head, absentmindedly I wondered if Ruby didn't get cold in her designated hooker looking outfit.

well, the good news was that if Red was still dressing in open defiance to the weather and the world's sense of decency, it probably meant I'd ended up in pre-broken-curse Storybrooke, the question was: in what episode?

"So how'd you end up here, not to be tactless but, Storybrooke isn't exactly a tourist attraction, where where you heading when you got stranded?"

"Ruby aren't you supposed to be getting Celeste's order to the cook?" Emma pointed out, Ruby made a face

"One breakfast special right away" she sang then she turned to me "you and I are not finished yet"

I laughed "that was so Ruby" taking out my blackberry I realized I had a new email, subject: IMPORTANT, Sender: Angelica Haven, my breath hitched in my throat, discreetly I put the cellphone away "I'm going to the bathroom now" I told Emma who nodded.

Finally inside an empty bathroom stall (after I finished my business with the toilet) I opened the text, sure enough, this mail, was really IMPORTANT

Hi Celeste,

I hope you are having fun in Storybrooke, but there are a few things I forgot to mention in my note (no kidding Angelica, you just forgot to tell me about everything), first of all, you are not completely abandoned, in your suitcase I left you enough money to eat and rent a room, it will last you about a week, second, it's not obligatory but the fewer people who know about your true origins the better, as I said it's not obligatory but it will save you some trouble if you just said you got stranded in the road on your way to Boston, if there's any need for verification then I'll vouch for you, third, I understand there's lots of fun in things there to keep you busy, dragons, evil witches, secret vaults in mausoleums and who knows what else, you can have all the adventure you want, but know that if you get killed or die in Storybrooke, then it's the same for your universe.

Don't think too much about this child, just live my gift with freedom.

Love Angelica Haven

Ps: if I where you I would consider finding a job before the end of the week

Steering myself I had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming, this didn't answer any of my questions, if anything it only created more so deciding my curiosity was not going to wait I typed up a response immediately

From: Celeste Morgan

Subject: Storybrooke are you freaking kidding me?

Dear Angelica

Are you insane, not that I'm not thrilled at meeting Emma and eating at Granny's but I have a life at home, a happy one that is, you can't just drop me off in an empty road and be done with it, by the way who are you? How in the word did you manage to give me a ticket to another dimension? I mean there's probably millions of once fan girls out there more deserving than me, why me? When does this trip end? Because it ends right? How's my mother? Did I just go missing? Why doesn't my mom answer the phone?

Love

An incredibly confused Celeste

Once the mail was sent I felt a little better, the show must go on right?, at Least now I knew that I wasn't going to have problems with sleeping in a homeless shelter, or worse, have to ask Emma for somewhere to crash, I might be thrilled to meet her and Ruby but adding Mary Margaret to the mix was probably overtaxing the capacity of my nervous system

When I got back, Ruby had already delivered my food and Emma was talking to her while she waited for me, unsurprisingly sipping hot cocoa with her one true love.

And by that I mean Henry, (not Jefferson or August or Hook or who's the other guy again? Oh right "Neal" almost left you out of the list buddy)

"Hi I'm back, thanks for waiting Emma" I said a little too enthusiastically, if she thought my grin was as psychotic as I thought it was, she didn't mention it, lucky the people in the Diner had stopped staring (or at least where doing it more conspicuously)

"this is the person I was telling you about Henry" I got to admit Henry was cuter in person, if that was even possible, the most adorable ten year-old I'd met so far, he was even wearing a suit jacket, looking like a mini ceo of his own word, that cinched, this kid was the grandson of prince charming, no DNA test required

"Oh hello" Henry looked at me with a quizzical eyebrow "you don't belong here" he said surprised in his tiny serious voice, my smile took a mischievous angle the kid was perceptive

"Henry!" Emma scolded turning away from Ruby for a second

"no leave him," I told her, still staring at Henry wondering if he would be a little more willing than his mother to give me an autograph " you are right Henry, I got stranded on the road on my way to Boston, and I've been walking down the road all night, I suppose that's probably a clue that I don't belong here"

"You mean you walked into the border? just like that?" his voice was so cute really it's a wonder Emma never told him no, who could resist that level of cuteness and still be mad at him?

"Yup" I showed him my phone "I got cell reception as soon as I crossed it" Henry gasped at my screen

"Celeste!" his eyes where so wide it would have been funny but seeing his reaction to my phone I realized he'd been shocked into muteness

"What?, what's wrong?" I asked him wondering if maybe I needed to shake him or something then I remembered I had the poster of snow and prince charming as a screen saver (you know the one that was on the cover of Entertainment Weekly when season two came out) "it's not what you think I swear" I whispered panicked

"you know about the curse" Henry said smiling like I'd just told him Christmas had come in early "that's why you could pass the border" I blanched

lucky Emma was still engrossed in her talk with Ruby and not hearing our small conversation or else, this was one ticket to Dr Hopper's office, and trust me, I didn't want to join Belle anytime soon in Regina's secret mental ward.

Freak !Regina!

"Hush it nobody can know" I hissed "especially not Regina" oh lord why hadn't I thought of her? (Right I was in the middle of a mental breakdown) Season one Regina was the devil advocate, if she was capable of disappearing Sydney Glass and arranging for Kathryn to be kidnapped/pseudo-murdered , when they were both on her side, then I didn't want to know what could she do to me, she tried to poison Emma with a harmless turnover for Magic's sake

"Henry swear you won't say anything about the picture, not even to Emma," I hissed panicked, Emma was coming back "swear it now"

"Fine" Henry agreed under his breath "but you have to show me that picture again" he reconsidered "and tell me everything you know about the curse"

"Deal, I'll explain everything but you can't mention anything about my phone to Emma"

I gulped "or lord forbid… Regina"

"Promise?"

"Yes kid promise" I said raising my pinky finger, gosh what kind of idiot lees herself be manipulated by a ten year-old, (well, Emma for instance but she was his mother)

"oh hi Emma" Henry said with his I'm-obviously-the-grandson-of-Charming grin once she returned "I think I like Celeste now"

"What you didn't like me before?"

"you're a stranger in Storybrooke Henry doesn't like it when I'm proven right" Emma shrugged "nothing personal"

"What where you talking about with Ruby?" I wondered trying to take the attention away from me

"Just talking about what to do with this whole strange barefoot girl in Storybrooke thing" my eyes fell realizing she'd already told Ruby everything "if it's any help she said you're always welcome to check in at the inn"

"Really? I mean hmmm good" I chirped digging into my breakfast more enthusiastically "guess that's good news as any"

"So you're staying" Henry chimed "cool now you can help with operation cobra too"

"Henry!" both Emma and I hissed at the same time

"I know, I know drink your cocoa and don't talk about the curse"

"Sorry about him, Henry is a little..." Emma trailed off probably not sure what words to use regarding her son's "peculiar" obsession

"Imaginative?" I supplied smiling "don't worry about it, I mean at his age children are entitled to their own imaginations, right Henry?" I said ruffling his hair Henry shrugged and Emma gave me a smile "besides this operation cobra thing sounds fun, do I get a code name?" sometimes it was so easy to get along with children when you had six younger brothers and sisters back at home

"Don't encourage him Celeste" Emma groaned but the damage was already done, little Henry was already chatting my ear away with possible code names "your name could be brownie because of your hair or I know what about fox girl or Lesty"

"aww can't I be agent Mc hottie?" I pouted "that way you can be agent superboy" I pointed out making Emma laugh

"You two cut it off" she said giving us a look "and by the way aren't you supposed to be in school?" she asked her son sternly Henry looked away sheepishly "kid I don't need Regina on my case any more times than necessary"

"But I wanted to see you" Henry whined

"And I wanted to see you too but come on when Regina finds out I'm making you cut class you know what will happen" Emma got up "come on I'll drive you there"

"But what about Celeste?"

"She's coming too, I'll drop her off at the inn on our way back, now go up, up" she said already halfway to the door "you guys coming or what?"

But first I had to do something I'd been dying to do since meeting Henry (and Emma but she would have freaked out) "Henry wait" I said whipping out my cellphone and kneeling next to him "smile to the camera" grinning I snapped a picture of the two of us fast and saved it in my personal files

"What was that for?" a little perplexed Henry ran after Emma with me following behind

"I'll explain later" I replied already making about one thousand copies of that picture.

Secretly I was in the middle of my own internal happy dance, my inner ouat fan girl system, pretty much dying to do it again

"I am so going to tweet this" I squealed to myselftriumphantly looking at my recently acquired digital treasure

AN: Sorry couldn't resist the twitter remark (because it's exactly what I might do if I met Jared Gilmore), (by the way I did write all this in my blackberry amazing right?) so comment and tell me how'd it go.

Ps: I'm not sure in what episode to place her, but it has to be either midseason or nearing the finale, because I really don't want to stretch the fic seeing I usually work on borrowed computers, so make suggestions please, give me a episode Celeste can go ahead and play fangirl-tourist on

Next stop for Celeste: finding a job, getting her act together, meeting the Evil crew (mr Gold, Regina) and the Charming crew (Mary and David) also maybe spilling the beans to Henry (because the kid is cute) I'm still undecided so I'm practically begging you here GIVE ME SUGGESTIONS