AN: This one promo picture inspired this story.. Might be a multi-chap. It's slightly AU. Read & Please review. I'll give you cookies I swear!

Strapped, tied, restrained. Whatever the word for it was, it described Regina's predicament. She had no magic, no idea what was going on. She was alone. Her eyes were closed and she tried to wiggle. Once. Twice. Nothing. She was strapped around her wrists, waist and ankles. Her hair was everywhere and she couldn't think properly. Where was she? Did anyone notice she was gone? Did anyone care?

She didn't know how long she'd been there, or how long she'd been gone. She sighed out of frusteration. Was anyone going to come for her? She had so many questions, so many unknown answers. She wanted her magic, her power. Regina felt powerless. Incredibly powerless. She felt weak, lost, and she wanted Henry.

She closed her eyes, tired of staring at the ceiling. There was only so much someone can do when strapped to a metal cart-like thing. She felt like a mental patient. In her mind, she pictured killing Owen and Tamara. Poor little Owen. It was all her fault he had turned into a vengful man on a mission. He could've been great if he had decided to stay in Storybrooke with her. She would have been a good mother to him. If Owen had stayed with her, then she wouldn't have adopted Henry and the curse wouldn't have been broken. Damn destiny and it's course of action.

Damn Killian and his suave talking. The fucker tricked her. But then again, Regina had fallen for it. She sighed, then sighed again. Hook. She shook her head. If she ever saw him again she'd..

The door creaked open and she immediately recognized the shuffling of feet. Her face turned into a displeased frown. "Hook." She snarled without opening her eyes.

"Well, well, well Regina." His accent always had an affect on her, but this time, her hatred for the man drove her. She opened her eyes and stared directly at him. "Look at the predicament you got yourself in this time."

"Shut up." She snapped, then calmed.. She could use him to her advantage. A seductive smirk crossed her face. "Oh Hook.." She whispered. "We could have been great together."

Killian lifted his hook and held it at the Queen's neck. "Oh you are right dear. We could have. But you used me," HE caressed her upper chest with his hook, "You used me to get your trigger."

"I knew you'd survive." She lied a bit breathlessly. "Let me go, I can help you."

:"You seem a bit breathless 'dear'." He smirked. "You want me."

"I do not." She looked him square in the eye. "I just think we could.. Uh.." She paused. "Help eachother. You let me out, and I'll give you anything you want dear."

"Anything?" He quirked an eyebrow at her.

Regina nodded and looked him in the eyes as he seemed to be contemplating it. She silently begged for it to work. Hell, she'd give him whatever he wanted if he let her go and gave her back her magic. She was that desperate. Regina needed to be free. It's all she'd ever wanted her entire life.

"Hmm.." She watched as he thought, his hook migrating down her stomach and back up and her breath quickened.

"Hook. You know I can help." She whispered.

She felt his hook press further into her stomach and she closed her eyes, preparing for him to sink his hook into her gut and end her entire existence. She gasped when she felt the restraint over her stomach rip and her stomach was free. "Keep talking and I may let you completely free." He leant his face close to her's as his hook lingered over one of oher wrists.

"I can help you skin your crocodile." She said, feeling him rip the wrist restraint. "I can give you.. Everything." He ripped her second hand restraint and Regina's hand instinctively pressed against his chest. "Let me have my magic back Hook, I can help you."

"How?" He tilted his head at her, his face was mere inches away from her's. Regina watched as his eyes travelled over her blood red bouse, which was tucked into her pencil skirt. "How can you help me?"

"Must you know the details?" Her eyes travelled over Killian as he walked backwards towards her ankles, he ripped one restraint and paused.

"How can I trust you? To give me my revenge?" His hook gently grazed her ankle and her eyes dialated.

"Just do it." She mumbled and within seconds Hook was escorting Regina out of the dingey little room and out into the open air.

"You saved me.." She said, still a bit surprised.

"And now you owe me." He replied.

"My magic?" She asked.

Killian took the band from her wrist and tossed it, Regina made a fireball with ease and blew it up. "Thank you dear." She grinned, feeling back to her full potential. She stepped closer to the pirate and grabbed him by the shirt. Her smirk was ever so seductive as she leant forward and whispered. "Anything else I can do for you.. Dear?"

AN: Review if you want a second chapter.. *shrugs*