Hello there everyone! This will be my first story in years, so please bear with me as I try to get back into the flow of things. This story is my take on Season 3. So, yes there is going to be Neal and Hook, but I promise not much will come from either of them.
Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time.
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Emma looked out at the sea seeing its surface meeting the horizon. Her hands clasped tighter around the railing as she thought about Henry alone in Neverland with Tamara and Greg.
The group landed in the oceans of Neverland almost an hour ago. Since their successful portal traveling Hook had informed them it would take several days before they even made it close to land.
The six parted ways, each one overwhelmed with different emotions about the whole situation.
Hook remained steering the ship, concentrating on their destination.
Snow and David were exploring the ship, curious about what the Jolly Roger consisted of.
Mr. Gold was standing behind Hook, clutching his cane as he stared off into the distance, thinking about his late son and lost grandson as well.
And Regina stayed rooted next to the white globe, pin pointing where her son was. Not that it was helpful any longer considering the globe could not illustrate where precisely Henry was.
Emma sighed wondering how everything became such a mess so fast. The second the curse broke she was jumping from one task to the next.
Was this the life for the Savoir from now on?
No happy ending for her?
Mission after mission?
Emma closed her eyes no longer wanting to think, but also trying to relieve the soreness from her tired body.
"Miss Swan?" Emma opened her eyes and turned her head to the voice, seeing Regina standing beside her. "Are you alright?"
Regina approached tentatively, noticing Emma's sloped posture. The mayor grew concerned for the sheriff's current state, especially after completing the challenging feat of saving a whole town. And to top it all off, Henry was off somewhere in land that seemed to even make the Dark One cautious.
"Sure fine," Emma responded in a bitter manner. "I'm just traveling on a ship in the middle of the ocean looking for my son because I was too busy trying to get rid of fail-safe that almost killed all of us."
Regina stiffened; she knew Emma was possibly acting out of exhaustion, but the underlying emotion in the words felt more like an accusation towards her that she was the reason why Henry was missing. She was tempted to give her own retort, but instead clenched her jaw, stuffed her hands in her pockets, and started to walk away.
Regina was in no mood to fight, especially right now. She was growing tired. Tired of constantly arguing with Henry's biological mother and tired of being blamed for everything (though some of the blame was warranted).
"Regina wait, I…" Emma had no intentions of snapping back, she was just frustrated. It seemed like her life was just one bad incident after the other and it was beginning to take its toll on her.
Regina paused when her name was called. Emma watched her carefully, seeing the rise and fall of the brunette's shoulders as she took a deep breath.
Regina turned and rested her arms upon the ship's railing, looking out at the sea.
Emma waited for her to speak. After a moment passed she realized that no conversation was going to happen and returned to her previous position against the ship.
They did not talk. Despite how much that needed to be said.
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Snow returned to the top of deck after examining the quarters below. She was not familiar with the interior of any ships structure, but she assumed the Jolly Roger was sufficient enough for their journey.
When she emerged she saw her daughter in the exact same position after they arrived, except now Regina was a few feet to her left. Concern grew over her features. It had been over an hour since they came here and her daughter had not once come to talk to her.
The short haired woman pondered why Emma had not approached her at all with their certain dilemma. After being trapped in the Enchanted Forest for a considerable amount of time Snow thought her and Emma's relationship and grown and become stronger. Though she was not pleased with being there, she was grateful for the time she got to spend with her daughter.
Both of them got the chance to develop that mother-daughter connection Snow had always longed for since Emma's birth.
Snow stepped forward ready to confront her daughter and offer any comfort that she needed when a gentle hand on her shoulder stopped her.
"Let them be," David commented. Snow was ready to protest as slight anger rose inside of her. He smiled softly at her, "I think they need each other right now."
David new something transpired between the women at the mines, especially when both of them combined their magic. The prince figured that the women should discuss their current situation alone, but knew that they both held the same level of stubbornness. Talking would take time, at least for now.
Snow looked back at Emma, a pang going through her heart as the mother in her wanted to be there for her daughter and another strange sensation at her husband's apparent lack of concern for their daughter.
"They really are the only two that can relate to each other right now." David's blue eyes shone softly, trying to communicate with his wife and ease her worries. He was sure Emma would come to them when she was ready.
Snow was almost appalled. She couldn't relate? Was she not one half of the couple that put her daughter into a wardrobe with no idea what could happen to her child? She knows what it's like to have someone close to them missing in a dangerous world.
She pulled away from her prince lightly shaking her head. She'll give her daughter another hour or so, but after that she was going to check on her.
David sighed, letting his wife walk away, thinking that maybe she should have her alone time as well. He grew concerned for his partner; something had changed in Snow exactly right after she fooled Regina into killing Cora. He could only hope that she still was not suffering from guilt.
He examined the other occupants on the ship noticing Gold and Hook, but feeling no interest in talking to either of them. So he made his way back below deck hoping to find something to pass the time.
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Emma and Regina did not move from their positions and continued to look out at the darkening sky. The sun quickly setting behind them.
They could've sworn they heard Hook announce he was dropping anchor in another hour, but frankly they were not paying attention. In fact, they had no idea where anyone else was.
No words were exchanged between the two. Oddly, both were okay with the silence that was resting between them.
Regina snuck a quick glance at Emma, noticing worry lines covering her features. She began to feel guilty, an emotion that the regal queen and cold mayor rarely experienced for individuals she was not close to.
Regina closed her eyes tightly hoping her growing headache would subside.
She never meant for any of this to happen. The second she felt Emma's magic mingle with her own she knew that they could save the town. That's what they were supposed to do: save the town and return to Henry, not search for him.
She felt even worse knowing that the two people that apparently tortured her for kicks now had their son and had no clue what Tamara and Greg were planning on doing with him.
Emma turned to her, noticing the expression on the mayor's face, "You okay?" She was not entirely sure what was causing Regina pain, but she assumed the current situation had put stress on her as well.
Regina looked Emma in the eye before replying with a stern and steady tone, "Yes, just a headache."
Not wishing to discuss the comment further Regina turned on her heel and walked away from the exhausted sheriff.
Emma watched Regina's hasty retreat wanting to call her back, but let her go. Assuming that the Evil Queen was completely capable of using magic to take the pain in her head away and wished she knew a spell herself to ease the tiredness in her body.
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Not long after, Emma found herself in the kitchen quarters of the ship. She was sitting alone on the bench, her elbows propped up on the table, and her head in her hands.
After countless attempts at trying to convince Snow she was fine (and a little help from David) she found herself here.
Emma knew she was probably hurting her mother by not discussing anything with her, but she was just not in the mood to talk about anything. She just wanted to find her son and go home.
A soft knock coming from the dining room's doorway garnered her attention and she saw Regina standing at the threshold. "Hi."
Emma spoke softly, "Hey."
Both women were unsure of how to communicate. Their relationship was not famous for calmly conversations.
"We're discussing sleeping arrangements," Regina informed her.
"Oh, okay." Emma nodded, sensing that the mayor had something more to say.
"…Okay." Regina turned to walk away when Emma's voice timidly called her back.
"Was…was there something else?" Regina glanced back, biting the inside of her cheek.
She was confused as to where here current relationship status with Miss Swan resided. They were not exactly enemies at the moment, but not really friends. And she wondered what she was allowed to discuss with Miss Swan or not.
She carefully made her way inside the dining area and sat on the bench next to Emma with her back against the table. Emma watched her intently before Regina waved her hand, purple smoke encircling it, and a handheld mirror appeared.
Emma waited for an explanation. "This mirror…I borrowed it from Mr. Gold several years ago."
Emma raised her eyebrow, "Several years ago? So you stole it?" Emma asked lightly, a smile forming on her face thinking of the conservative Regina Mills robbing from Rumpelstiltskin.
"If by stole you mean having no intentions of returning again, then yes, I stole it," She explained, with a small sparkle in her eye. "This mirror," She titled the object so Emma can see her own reflection in the glass, "has the power to show you whatever you desire."
"I don't understand," Emma said confused. She could not gather a reason why Regina would be showing this to her, but continued to listen.
"You ask the mirror whatever you wish and it will show you," Regina elaborated.
Emma didn't bother correcting her; she understood the concept of the mirror the first time. She was more puzzled by the mayor's action. It was then a realization hit her. "Oh my gosh Regina, we could use that to find Henry."
The soft smile that was offered to her was not as reassuring, "Afraid not dear," and her mouth curved down in a frown. "I've already tired. Apparently this land is more secretive and has more powerful magic than we can know. Every time I ask I get an image of a clock tower and two bright shining stars, nothing more," Regina stated shaking her head.
Regina handed the mirror over and Emma looked at it with puzzlement. "So why'd you bring it up?" Emma questioned a little agitated with the woman before her.
"I figured you could use it for Neal. I heard he fell through a portal, I thought this would help you see where he landed." Emma looked at her, and Regina noticed hurt reflected in the green eyes.
Emma didn't feel like questioning the odd act of kindness. She carefully tossed the handheld mirror on the table, "It won't work." She noticed Regina begin to protest but Emma cut her off, "He's dead." Emma turned away from her.
Regina's eyebrows knitted together, trying to comprehend the information she just heard. She was not given any details of Henry's biological father's disappearance. She just knew he fell through a portal.
"Did you see him die?" The question caught Emma off guard, but she regained her bearings.
"He was shot Regina."
"But did you see him die?" Regina was insistent.
Emma gave her a hard look, "I didn't have to. I'm pretty sure bullet plus chest equals death. And he fell through a portal end of story." Despite growing annoyed Emma remained curious at Regina's concern.
"A magic portal, Miss Swan." Emma let out a heavy breath, clearly done with the conversation. Regina paused for a moment, thinking about leaving and letting Emma be, but decided against it, "Just give it a try." Emma clenched her jaw tightly.
Emma touched the handheld mirror, figuring she'll humor Regina if it will stop her urging. "I just ask it?" She asked skeptically.
Regina knew what she was really questioning and reassured her, "It's enchanted, no magic required." Emma nodded her head.
Taking a deep breath she lifted the mirror and spoke to it, "Mirror mirror in my hand, who's the fairest in all the land?"
"Miss Swan." Regina warned her, in an almost motherly tone.
"Okay okay, sorry." Emma adjusted the mirror, staring back at her own reflection, "Mirror?" The object started to glow a pale green. "I'd wish-I'd like to see Neal…please?" The mirror glowed brighter, causing her to squint her eyes as an image started to appear in the glass.
Emma stared at the scene before her, bringing the mirror's face closer as if she'd get a better view.
Regina stayed back, despite her curiosity at wanting to peek at the enchanted glass she refused. Instead, she decided to watch Emma's actions. She heard the sheriff whisper the man's name as tears rimmed her eyes. Regina looked away, hoping she did not just reveal Neal's dead body to the hurt woman.
"He's alive." She shot a quick glance in Emma's direction. Emma quickly stood up, causing her to follow suit. "Regina…he's alive. He's-he's with Aurora and Mulan, in the Enchanted Forest, but he's alive."
Regina gave a small smile at her, not entirely sure how to react. She knew the sheriff was suffering from Neal's current absence and she figured having some closure as to where he might be would ease her worries so they can both focus on retrieving Henry.
"I gotta tell my parents." Emma quickly put the handheld mirror on the table and hastily made her way to the exit of the dining quarters. She stopped abruptly and turned around to face the mayor, "Thank you."
Before Regina could answer Emma was gone, lightly sprinting away to find Snow and Charming. Frowning, she looked down to see the fading image of Neal in the mirror's reflection. Hoping, above anything else, that she did not just cut herself off from being apart of Henry's life.
It appeared as if every one good deed she did it somehow pushed her farther away.
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"Baelfire's alive?" Hook's accent was emphasized as he questioned Emma's story.
"Yes," Emma confirmed for him.
"Emma," David approached his daughter resting a strong hand on her shoulder, "Are you sure?"
Emma found her parents along with Mr. Gold and Hook in a small room not far from the kitchen area. She retold her story several times about Neal and the mirror and was starting to become irritated that no one seemed to believe her.
"I know what I saw David," Emma looked her at her father with sincerity in her eyes, "It was Neal." Emma shifted her eyes to glance at the other members of the group.
"Emma," Snow's soft voice called out to her daughter. Archie's murder incident was still fresh in her mind. Her daughter thought she saw Regina kill Archie, when that was not true at all. "We just want to be sure. We don't want this to be any false hope."
Emma knew her mother was questioning the validity of the mirror's powers after the failed attempt of the dream catcher caused everyone to believe Archie's homicide. "Regina said the mirror would show me whatever I desire."
"Exactly. What you desire," Charming commented.
Snow nodded her head, "Are you sure you were not seeing what you wanted to see?"
"The mirror does not work like that." All eyes turned to Mr. Gold, who at this point remained silent. Overwhelmed at the possibility his son could still be alive. "It will show what is truly happening. My son's alive?"
He made no eye contact with any other occupant in the room. It was as if he was in trance, staring off into the distance. When a voice from the doorway caught his attention.
"Yes," Regina made her way in as all eyes turned to her. "But if all of you don't mind I hope we can focus on the task at hand, finding Henry. Neal is in good company, I'm sure he can wait."
Taking the leading role he was always bestowed upon Charming spoke up, "She's right. This land," He turned to Hook, "We need to know about it. Know what we are up against."
Hook used his hand to scratch at the hairs on his chin, "Very well. Gather round mates, as I spin you a bedtime tale of the dastardly Neverland." A crooked smile formed on his face and a glint in his eyes demonstrated that he was going to enjoy telling the dangers of this land.
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After a thorough explanation from Hook about all the ins and outs of Neverland the group filed out of the room heading to their sleeping quarters, Regina and Rumple at the end of pack.
"Where is it," Mr. Gold forcefully breathed into Regina's ear. "Give it to me," he demanded.
"The mirror? Sorry you just missed it." Regina continued to walk, doing her best to ignore her former mentor.
"Trying to get in goods with the Savoir, dearie?" Mr. Gold watched her quickly turn around and gave him a questioning expression. He smirked at her, "It won't work."
"What Miss Swan and I do is our business not yours. In fact, you should be thanking me," Regina took a step forward to the cocky man. "I found your son," She sneered at him.
Mr. Gold ignored her attempt of overpowering him. "Just because Emma may start defending you does not mean everyone else will accept you," He stated calmly.
She searched his eyes, trying to decipher what his intentions were. "What makes you think I need those peoples acceptance?" She questioned, doing her best to channel her Evil Queen personal hoping that would get answers from the man.
He smiled devilishly, "Because they already accept me…and it's bothering you."
Regina did her best to not falter.
He continued to smirk as he pushed passed her, "Goodnight, dearie."
Regina watched him go traveling down the corridor and into his sleeping lodgings.
She was seething. Unsure if it was because of his mind games or the truth behind his statement that it did appear he always seemed to get a free pass from the Charming's and their hopeless followers.
Regardless of the fact that he was the catalyst for their difficult lives.
Regina clenched her jaw knowing sleep would not come willing to her, so she turned in the opposite direction and headed to the upper deck.
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"You slept out here?!" A voice ringing through the air brought Regina from her stupor, causing her to smack her head against the ship. Emma did her best stifle her laugh at the woman's state. Shocked from being woken up, but also rubbing her head from banging it.
Scrunching up her face from the pain Regina quickly looked up to see Miss Swan hiding her amusement. "Good morning to you too, Miss Swan."
Emma let out a small laugh, "Here." She extended her hand for Regina to take.
The former Queen looked at the offer for help almost wanting to swat the hand away. She reluctantly took Emma's hand into her own. Emma pulled her to her feet and Regina quickly dropped her hands, letting Miss Swan's dangle for a moment.
"What were you doing sleeping out here?" Emma questioned genuinely.
She noticed the mayor did not come into her sleeping residence with Snow and herself and she grew concerned as the night drew on.
Regina brushed herself off and straightened her clothes. She had a long night fighting an internal battle with herself, especially after Mr. Gold's comment. "Guess I just lost track of time."
Regina offered her a tired smile. Emma nodded softly, knowing there was more to it than that, but did not want to two stood there for a moment, sharing glances.
"Did you need something else, Miss Swan?"
Emma stuffed her hands in her pockets and began to rock on her heels, "Actually yes." Regina raised her eyebrows urging for her to continue. "It's about magic."
Regina titled her head in wonder, "What about magic, dear?"
"I like, have it right?"
Regina fought the urge to roll her eyes, seeing as the confident sheriff felt insecure about the whole situation. "Of course you do." Emma Swan was True Love personified after all, she was born with magic.
Emma took a deep breath gaining a moment of confidence, "I need you to teach me." Regina looked questioningly at her.
"What?"
Emma licked her lips taking her hands out of her pockets to better express herself, "Okay here's the thing, if this land is as dangerous as Hook described, a Shadow kidnapping monster, psychotic Lost Kids, and human flesh eating mermaids, I just think we need to be as best prepared as we can. And I think we can be if I learned magic. We'll have a better advantage of finding Henry." Emma waved her hands absentmindedly.
Regina had to admit the idea was well thought out. Them having an advantage would make it easier for them to save her son. But magic was not an easy task to learn, regardless of who you are.
Regina had to question why Emma was asking her, especially since Rumpelstiltskin's words were still ringing in her ears.
"Why not ask Henry's Grandfather to teach you?" Regina wondered trying to hide the bite behind her words.
Emma looked her straight in the eye. The same look she had encountered many times from the sheriff's headstrong character. "Because I'm asking you."
They stared at each other. Analyzing one another. Emma did not know herself where her relationship with Regina stood, but they appeared to be moving forward and she wanted to keep it that way.
"Hey guys," Both women turned their heads, breaking their intense eye contact to see Snow surface from below deck. "We're um, having breakfast." Snow was not sure how to react at finding both Emma and Regina in the same space. She was only searching the ship for her daughter and not expecting to find Emma and Regina together.
"Okay," Emma replied. "We'll be down in minute." Snow nodded her head before slowly making her way back down. Emma turned her attention back to Regina.
Regina swallowed looking directly into Emma's green eyes. She remembers her first encounters with the dark arts, its overwhelming power. She also knew that Emma would not walk down the same path that she had. She had her family support and not Rumpelstiltskin to whisper doubts in her ear.
"Alright." Emma's face turned hopeful. "I'll teach you."
Emma smiled, "Okay." Nodding at the stiff mayor before turning away from her and making her way below deck.
Regina let out a deep sigh. Not entirely sure she was prepared to teach Emma magic, but knowing that her options were limited. She followed behind the blonde as they silently made their way to the dining room below.
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Snow traveled down the corridor in a little bit of shock at seeing Emma and Regina together again. This would be the third time those two were in each others presence and Snow became curious as to what their interactions where about. And why Emma was not discussing it with her or Charming?
"What's wrong?" Charming questioned when Snow came into the kitchen area after searching for Emma and noticed the perplexed look on her features.
Snow shook her head, still not in completely understanding her daughter's new found relations with the mayor, "Emma was with Regina."
"Okay," David urged her to continue.
"You don't think that's odd?"
David shrugged his shoulders, "I've learned that everything seems a little odd concerning all of us." He offered her a playful smile.
He was aware of Emma's and Regina's push and pull nature of their relationship and was sort of glad that he not once heard the two women argue for the time they have been on the boat.
"I don't know I just-" Snow was cut off as the two women came into the dining quarters.
"So what are eating?" Emma planted herself down on the bench, excited for whatever food was coming her way, oblivious from everyone's glances towards her in the room.
Regina, however, was all too aware of the looks. Noticing David with Snow and her judging facial expression along with Mr. Gold and his teasing smirk.
She straightened her back and walked over to the table, sitting down at the end. Doing her best to maintain her confident nature.
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"Nice try love, try bending your knees a little more." Hook easily deflected Emma's attack with his sword. She may have beaten him on land in the Enchanted Forest, but on his ship his sea legs held a better advantage.
Emma fought the urge to roll her eyes at his little term of endearment. His so-called charming comments were nothing more but annoying remarks.
She swung her sword again hearing the sound of metal clack and echo in the distance. He smirked at her as his movement allowed him to push her sword and leave an opening to approach her personal space.
"Keep trying." His brown eyes held a glint of enjoyment, which urged Emma to knock the pirate off his cocky frat boy attitude.
And, as she did last time, took his moment of a chance at flirting to his downfall pushing him back and causing him to stumble allowing her to regain the upper hand. Emma gave back her own smirk at an irritated Hook.
"Look alive Hook," Charming came up behind him with his own sword and swung at him.
During breakfast the group, or more so Hook insisted, that they train in sword fighting. Never knowing what to expect from the Lost Ones.
Over the years in Neverland the Captain had a learned a thing or two to not underestimate the Boys. He believed training the whole crew in sword fighting (his own way) would only aid them.
Hook swiveled around and defended himself against David's attack. After a few rounds with David, Hook maneuvered his way around to Snow.
Regina and Mr. Gold watched by, not bothered to participate in such activity. Besides, they mused there powers in magic would suffice in protecting themselves.
While watching the members of the group rumble around Rumplestiltskin noticed Regina tense a few times, growing agitated especially by the pirate's advances towards Emma.
Regina kept her eyes solely on the Captain and the sheriff. Becoming more annoyed every time the over sexualized man got closer to Emma.
She knew Emma was smart enough to not fall for his lustful antics, it was proven the few times Emma gained the upper hand on the man when he let his guard down. The issue lied where Hook did not understand boundaries. He could not comprehend when enough was enough.
She just wished the promiscuous pirate would just take a hint and learn to respect others personal space.
"You sure you don't want to try?" Emma asked the two members of the group standing by, yet only captured Regina's gaze. "Get some training?" She held her sword out towards the two for emphasis.
She believed that this was important, despite how frustrating Hook was. They cannot rely on magic alone.
"I'm fine, Miss Swan." Regina rolled her eyes and watched as Snow and David tagged team against Hook. The Captain easily fighting against them and defending himself.
Mr. Gold just turned and walked away. Bored with the same maneuvers he was seeing.
"Okay…Guess that's a no too," Emma stated as she watched Mr. Gold walk away. Regina just shrugged her shoulders and began to leave as well. "Regina wait," Emma took a few paces forward to walk beside her, "About the magic training. When should we start?"
Regina looked beside her walking partner before stepping ahead and facing her. She quickly glanced behind Emma, noticing Hook and the Charming's too preoccupied to hear their conversation.
She was not so much as worried about teaching magic to the Savior, but for Emma's parents to find out. Possibly thinking she was corrupting her daughter or some weird twisted idea the two idiots could think of.
"After lunch, in the spare room." Emma nodded her head in approval. Regina began to walk away before speaking again, "Oh and Miss Swan," Emma looked at her, giving her full attention. "Duck." Emma knitted her eyebrows in confusion. "Duck," She repeated more forcefully in her mayoral tone.
Emma quickly took the hint and dropped down, hearing a swish of a sword above her head. "Jesus Christ!" Emma stood up facing her opponent. "You trying to behead me pirate!" Emma drove her sword forward, before it clacked against Hook's.
"Just teaching you a lesson love, the Lost Ones can pop up out of nowhere." He informed, escaping Emma's swishing sword.
Emma charged on, fed up, pushing Hook backward and leaving Regina behind.
-x-
"Where have you been?" Regina asked as she saw Emma approach from down the hall. Lunch ended over fifteen minutes ago and she did not see a glimpse of the blonde anywhere. "Did you take a detour or something?" Regina wondered how Miss Swan could possibly be late on a ship with such limited space.
"No," Emma responded firmly. She new she was late; heck she did it on purpose. Her intent was to not upset Regina, but to keep suspicions from her parents at bay.
Emma knew Snow and David would never approve of this.
"I just thought that one should wait a few minutes after eating before performing magic," Emma tapped her stomach to demonstrate that it was full. "You know like you should do before swimming," She smiled up at Regina hoping the poised woman would take the joke.
Regina paid no attention to Miss Swan's ridiculous mind set and walked inside the room.
"Alright geez, I'm late, I'm sorry," Emma walked in behind her. "Lets just get started."
Emma never knew why she and Regina could never be on the same wavelength. Just the other night the closed-off mayor was offering help, and dare say it, some sort of comfort for her. Now she was acting as the gesture of kindness never happened.
Emma wished she could just move passed walking on eggshells and work to build their relationship, especially now when Henry needed them the most.
"Please sit." Regina motioned to the chair at the end of a small table with a candle on top.
Regina knew she was being standoffish with Emma. She just was not sure how she was supposed to interact Miss Swan.
One moment the sheriff was throwing her against walls in anger and in another she was trying to save her. At times Emma was defending her and other times she was accusing her for murder.
Sure the mirror she offered to Miss Swan was a type of an olive branch for their relationship, but there was the looming thought of a negative outcome for her about finding Neal. It was not the fact that she believed that Henry did not deserve to have Neal in his life. Deep down Regina firmly believed that Henry had every right to know his father. It was past experiences and fear of her once again losing Henry to his biological parents. Granted, nothing had been established as parenting agreement for Henry. She just could not shake the feeling of Emma, Neal, and Henry being apart of family where she was not included. It was just easier at times to be closed-off.
"So, what am I doing?" Emma placed herself in the chair and gazed between the candle and Regina.
"You are going to light the candle with your magic." Emma thought it seemed simple enough. She faced the candle and waited for her magic to do its thing.
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Okay, that was that. Reviews and constructive criticism are welcome. Hopefully I'll see you for chapter 2. We are definitely going on a journey here people.