A new story. Because there aren't enough Swan Queen stories out there. I plan on making this a few chapters long, so reviews would be appreciated to keep me motivated. Rating might go up, I don't know yet. I'll warn you if it does.
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"You did what?" Emma exclaimed, staring at her mother.
"I guess...I guess I'm going to...drug her..." The brunette sounded apologetic, her head falling against the wooden table they both shared. "I just...I had to. For our family. For Henry." At the mention of her son, Emma sighed is resignation.
"Mary Margaret, you can't eke doing what you think is best. That's what caused the whole war." Her mother gasped, but Emma pushed on. "She said she's changing. You should give her a chance." Snow White looked at her daughter.
"You can't seriously trust-" Emma interrupted her.
"Henry does. I can. And you should too." The blonde left the apartment, forgetting to ask exactly what it was Snow had done.
Regina Mills looked down at the whole town. The meeting was supposed to begins few minutes ago, but one citizen had not yet arrived, and the tension was building. She could see the obvious fear and mistrust in their eyes, but chose to ignore it. She had promised Henry she'd do better.
"Well, we can't keep waiting." She said quietly. Then; "Now that we're all here, or almost all anyway, are there any key issues the town would like to discuss before we begin?" This was their best chance, she knew, to open their hearts of hatred and try and bring her down.
She saw them all turning to look around the room, undoubtedly looking for their spokesperson, Snow White. Predictably, the school teacher stood up and approached the stand. She carried a small white bag.
"Miss Blanchard," she said, taking petty pleasure at the scowl caused by the woman's curse name, "what can I do for you?" 'Besides ripping your beating heart from your chest.' The woman took a deep breath, then set the bag in front of the Mayor.
"Regina Mills. This is from the Town. From all of us who wronged you, and have been wronged by you. We want you to know. We forgive you."
Honestly, The Queen almost laughed. Almost. But, with her ten year old son looking up at her happily from the front row, she bit back any scathing retorts and picked up the bag. She gasped quietly.
"Is that...?" She whispered, awed by the trust placed upon her, though more than a little suspicious.
"Yes. A mushroom from Wonderland. More specifically, the Tibeus mushroom; capable of granting one wish to the consumer. We," she gestured around the room, but Regina only had eyes for her son, "want to trust you. Show us we were right to."
'What to wish, what to wish? Unless it's a trick.' But her eyes met Henry's again. His eyes were filled with hope, and trust, and love that she hadn't seen for years. She heard the door at the back of the room open, and her eyes flickered to Emma Swan's as she lifted the mushroom and took a bite.
She saw Emma race towards her, but it was too late; she swallowed.
"Ah, Miss Swan. So nice of you to show up." She called. The Sheriff stilled, helpless. Snow White, still standing in front of her, asked cautiously;
"Who are you?"
"Regina Mills. Who else were you expecting?" The Mayor said irritably. A man's voice, Leroy's, a small voice In her brain told her, yelled "That proves nothing! Queen, why do you hate Snow White?"
'Because she's a spoiled brat.'
"Because she took away my chance at a happy ending. Because she killed my True Love." Regina froze. 'What had happened?' That wasn't what she was going to say. She saw Henry glance from her to his grandmother, confused, but Emma's apologetic expression was what caught her attention. It was that woman looking so sorry, combined with her infuriating mother looking guilty, that told Regina what was going on.
"You!" She snarled. "How dare you! You tricked me!" She welcomed the forbidden surge of magic flowing through her veins,welcomed destroying Snow White once and for all.
But nothing happened.
Oh, the magic was there. It coursed through her body like venom. But it never quite reached her finger tips. Held at bay by the only 'good' magic that ever scared her.
"Truth serum." She whispered bitterly. "You used truth serum on me to make me your puppet. You bound me. Cowards." She looked Emma right in the eyes.
"I hope you're proud of your parents." She muttered brokenly. She had to get away from the understanding and pain and sympathy in those green eyes. Now. She pushed past that cursed brunette, past the Sheriff, but froze when Leroy's yelled out a second question.
"What did you wish for, your majesty?" 'Snow's head on a plate', she screamed over and over again in her head.
"A family." We're the words she spat out bitterly, uselessly, hopelessly. She all but fled to the door, but Prince Charming stopped her with a question of his own. One her curse prevented her from hiding from.
"With who? Who were you going to manipulate this time?" The words caused laughter and jeers amongst the hall, but her son remained still in his seat. And his mother, well. His mother looked at her with such pity, Regina hated her with her whole body. She couldn't help her words any more than she could prevent the tears falling from her burning eyes.
"I wished for a family with Emma Swan. " she threw the words at the crowd and ran.