A/N: Okay, really quick, hi. This is based on a prompt that I received. :)

Rapunzel with a SQ twist.

In this version Regina is Rapunzel basically and a lost princess. Emma is the Prince. Cora is Gothel. Henry Sr. And Eva are Regina's parents.

Just as I have done with Cingergina, I merged multiple versions of "Rapunzel" (no tangled though) but some of it is me and how I think it would play out.

Um.. I own absolutely nothing. Sorry for mistakes. Enjoy. :)

The Tower

Part One

"Now, Regina, while I am gone what are the rules?" Cora asked as she walked across the small room with her now eighteen year old daughter trailing behind her.

"Do not let anyone up and don't leave." Regina said dryly. It was always the same thing. Her mother reminding her of the 'rules'. rules that honestly weren't of any use since... "No one comes here anyway. We're well hidden."

Cora hummed in agreement as she grabbed the things she needed for her journey home. "That's for your safety, dear."

Cora patted her daughter's cheek in what she thought was an affectionate gesture but to Regina the touch was cold and emotionless. In a way painful. She wanted to pull away, but she didn't, remembering how strict Cora was about politeness.

A move like that would have had her locked in her room for days without food or water a few years ago, so she played nice.

Eventually it was over and she breathed out a sigh of relief as Cora turned her back to her. "Now, Regina. I shall return soon." Cora said dryly as she threw her sack over shoulder. "Farewell and remember the rules."

Regina nodded. "Yes, Mother." How could she forget with Cora constantly pounding them into her brain? Cora looked at her for a moment then nodded.

"Very well," She said. "Let me down."

Regina nodded and began gathering her long, thick braid into her arms. It was heavy but she had gotten used to it. Ever since Regina could remember Cora had never cut her hair or allowed her to cut it. As a result it continued to grow longer and longer as time passed until she had a braid that went on for yards. Of course it was troublesome, difficult to maintain and she was constantly tripping over it but Cora found it to be a simple way to get in and out of the doorless tower.

Cora's rules.

Regina carried the hair in her arms over to the arch shaped window. She leaned out and dropped it down the side of the tower. Cora sat on the windowsill. She grabbed Regina's braid and began climbing down. Regina hissed in discomfort at the tugging on her hair. She hated Cora using her hair as a rope but she also enjoyed when Cora was gone so.

Regina looked down the side of the tower and watched Cora climb down, tugging here and there. Cora didn't look as heavy as she was. But boy, was that woman heavy. She sighed in relief when the woman's feet touched the ground and she released her.

"Farewell!" Cora called waving at her daughter. Regina waved back with a false smile then Cora turned and headed into the forest. She never expected an 'I love you' because she had never gotten it. She was used to it.

Regina smiled wide and jumped down from the windowsill. At least she had some time to herself now. Cora lived deep within the forest in a little cottage. Regina lived there once with her but for a reason unknown, when Regina turned twelve Cora took her to this tower and locked her inside. She would come to check on her daily but as she grew older the visits became less frequent until it was weekly.

Regina didn't care though. She valued her alone time. Sure it was lonely at times but she had grown accustomed to it. She kept herself busy. It was better than having Cora around that's for sure.

She walked across the dark drafty room to her bookshelf. Cora always kept it stocked with books to make sure that Regina stayed entertained so she wouldn't ask about going out into the world. Not like Cora would let her. Regina had learned to stop asking years ago. Cora never planned to let her out of there. She never understood why but there was nothing she could do to change her mind, so she accepted her fate of being locked up. Never to venture into the outside world. She settled for books to teach her about the world.

She plucked a book from the shelf then headed back to the windowsill where she gets the best light in that dark gloomy place. She climbed up onto it and sat with her back to the frame. She could see the entire forest from there. The birds chirping, the smell of grass and flowers. It made her feel like she was free and she could even delude herself into thinking that.

She didn't feel trapped up there. She didn't feel so alone either.

She inhaled the smell of the forest and sighed. She smiled as she pulled her knees up to her chest and began to read. She was immediately drawn into the story.

This was the best part of her day.


Emma raced through the forest on the back of her trusty steed. The pair had broken away from Emma's guards in favor of running free wherever they wanted to go. She was pretty sure they were going to be looking everywhere for her. She couldn't care though. Especially with the wind whipping through her long golden hair and the forest invading all of her senses, making her soul come to life. This is what she lived for. Being free to do what she pleased.

The horse jumped a log and Emma laughed at the rush of being in the air. She loved it. Being a princess left very little time to do such things. Her life revolved around balls, other gatherings and getting ready for a prince. Emma did not exactly want to be tied down to a man for the rest of her life. She wanted to run free and go on grand adventures. Not to be someone's doting wife.

That's why every now and then she gives her guards the slip just to run free. She had no idea how long that would last though so she wanted to enjoy her last moments of freedom as much as she could.

She slowed her horse to a trot so that they could take in the scenery.

It was so pure there and untouched by man. Mostly because that part of the forest is forbidden. The Dark Forest is believed to be an evil place. Full of monsters, ogres and other hideous creatures. It's also said to be ruled by an evil witch. A witch so cruel and gruesome that just staring at her could cause you to drop dead.

Emma of course laughed at these stories. She feared nothing, having battled dragons and chimeras, bringing back their heads. She was pretty sure she could handle that old hag.

Completely undeterred she and her horse rode on. They traveled deep into the forest to where the trees were so high that they blocked out the sun and it almost looked like night. That just made it more exciting and got Emma's blood pumping. She hoped that they would run into an ogre or some type of beast. She wanted to get into trouble, she wanted to find danger. She wanted her heart to race.

She wanted excitement and adventure.

They rode around for almost an hour before they came to a brightly lit clearing. Emma sighed and her shoulders sagged. They found nothing dangerous or remotely interesting.

She groaned. "How disappointing." She sighed. She grabbed her horse's reins and began to turn him away to go back the way they had come when her eye caught something off in the distance. It was a tall, white, brick tower. It stretched high, almost into the clouds. Emma cupped a hand over her brow and looked up. She had never seen anything like it.

She grinned. That's what she's been looking for. Something interesting to pique her curiosity. She pulled her horse into a trot and headed in that direction. As she grew closer she cupped a hand over her brow again and her eyes widened. There perched on the sill of what appeared to be the only window, was a figure of a young woman. Emma couldn't make out much but she was curious and excited about her discovery.

What was a young woman doing out in the middle of the Dark Forest? How did she get up in that tower? Why was she up there?

Emma needed to know the answers to these questions. She couldn't help herself. She began looking for a door but came up short. She and her horse circled the entire tower in search of an entrance and found nothing. She huffed in frustration. They stopped and she looked up at the young woman again. She was in a lovely white gown and her hair was dark. That was all that Emma could make out. She wanted to call up to the girl but at the same time she didn't want to startle her away.

So instead Emma just sat there and watched her. She seemed so peaceful and calm as she read. The complete opposite of Emma. She wished she could see her face better. She's sure she was beautiful.

She had no idea how long she sat there entranced by the beautiful woman but her horse whinnied and bucked his head. That woke Emma from her trance.

"What is it?" She asked exasperated.

The horse just bucked his head again and stomped his hoof. Emma frowned and that's when she felt the breeze. She shivered and looked up at the sky. The blue was growing darker which meant it would be night soon. Even she was not crazy enough to be in the forest at night.

She looked up at the girl once more to see her closing her book. She turned her attention to the sunset and appeared to be watching it. Emma smiled at how serene the image was. She felt entranced again. Her horse grunted in frustration.

"Fine, fine." Emma muttered. "Let's go."

The two took off back the way they came as fast as they could. They wanted to beat the night or else they would have been sitting ducks for whatever was lurking within the forest.


Regina gasped when she caught a glimpse of a horse and it's rider galloping towards the Dark Forest. She cupped a hand over her brow but couldn't see much except that the horse was white and the rider was in an all black riding outfit.

Everything looked so tiny from where she was.

She felt curiosity and excitement fill her. She has never seen another person besides Cora. That's mostly because no one has ever been brave enough to venture into that part of the forest for fear of the creatures that lurk within. Whoever this person was, they were brave and that piqued her interest.

She watched the pair gallop towards the edge of the forest and disappear inside. She frowned and looked to the sky, it would be dark soon. She hoped that they made it back to wherever they were from in time and most importantly, she hoped that she would see them again.

With a wistful sigh, she jumped down from the windowsill. She had to prepare her dinner and get ready for bed. She didn't have much to do but she had to keep busy or the quiet of the night would drive her insane.

With one more glance over her shoulder to where the mysterious person had been only seconds ago, she sighed once again and went off to begin her nightly routine.


Emma came dashing into the dining room. She was late for dinner... again. Honestly she had better things to do than entertain some stuck up, boring, pretty boy Prince. For one thing she needed to figure out who her mystery girl was. She seemed far more interesting than any of her idiot suitors that's for sure.

Emma tried to sneak in quietly while her mother was busy entertaining their guests but the woman looked up and their eyes met. Emma mentally groaned. She knew what was coming.

"Emma, how lovely for you to join us." Queen Snow said in her royal voice. Emma had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. She paused on her trip to the table.

Emma forced herself to smile politely and bowed to their guests. A young prince from a far off kingdom and an older man who Emma assumed to be his advisor, since she knew that this particular Prince was an orphan and his stepmother was the Queen.

"How are you this evening?" She asked with a forced smile. "Excuse my lateness but I was on an outing and lost track of time."

The young man blushed and nodded. "It's quite alright." He said quietly. Emma nodded.

Emma was known for being very charming. She got it from her father. She could charm a snake with just her smile, so she knew that she could charm herself out of trouble.

Emma walked to the table where her father was seated at the end opposite her mother. She kissed his cheek. "Hi, Daddy." The man chuckled and gave her arm a squeeze. She smiled at him and continued to her seat and along the way, she ruffled her little brother's dark hair before taking the seat beside him.

"Where did you go today?" The Prince asked as his big blue eyes gazed at her in excitement. At only seven years old, the little boy saw his older sister as his hero. He admired her bravery and he loved to hear of her adventures and acts of heroics. "Anywhere interesting?"

Emma grinned at her easily excited baby brother. The two of them were close. He was the only one who didn't expect anything from her. He loved her the way she was and she loved him even more for that. "As a matter of fact, I did. You see, Biscuit and I traveled deep into the Dark Forest." She whispered. The little boy's blue eyes grew wide.

"No..." He breathed with a hint of wonder in his eyes.

Emma smirked as a plate was sat down in front of her. She thanked the server then turned back to her brother as her wine was poured. "Have I ever lied to you?"

He shook his head. "Did you see any ogres or monsters?" He whispered.

She frowned and shook her head. He didn't look disappointed and Emma was thankful for that. "No but I did see a pretty girl in a tower."

He furrowed his brows. "A tower? Is she a prisoner?"

Emma shrugged. She didn't know but she planned to find out. She intended to rescue her if she needed rescuing that is. "Maybe but if she is, I'll rescue her."

"She might be your princess..." Neal said with a grin. "After you meet her, you can marry her and have children."

Emma frowned. She hadn't the heart to tell him that it doesn't work like that besides, Emma didn't know anything about her. "Can I please meet her first?" She teased.

Neal laughed. "Fine but I'm right."

Emma smirked. Perhaps he is. "I-" she began but was cut off by the voice of their mother.

"Emma is fantastic at chess." Emma heard her mother say, causing Emma's head to pop up. "Aren't you, Emma?" The queen prompted.

Emma took a sip from her wine glass. "Yes, mother." She said eventually. "I quite enjoy it."

The Prince across from her seemed completely disinterested in her words. He even yawned then nodded in acknowledgement. "Well, I've been playing chess since I was four..." The stuffy man began. Emma tuned him out then. She was not going to sit there and listen to him go on and on about himself like every other suitor who comes to call. She let her mind wander back to the beautiful mysterious girl she saw perched on the ledge of the window. The beautiful glow of the sun and her beautiful billowy white dress. She was a vision and Emma hadn't even seen her face yet.

She hadn't even known her name...

Emma decided right then and there that she had to find out more about the young woman. She knew exactly where she had to begin. She needed to go back there.


Regina often wandered around her small living space aimlessly. It was dark, drafty and gloomy. If it weren't for the sunlight streaming in through the small entryway during the day or the moonlight at night, it would be completely dark just like her world had been ever since she could remember. Usually a child's earliest memories were filled with cuddles and kisses from their parents but Regina's were filled with Cora reprimanding her for wanting to be hugged because 'Love is weakness'.

Love was never something that she had so she didn't know what she was missing. Although it seemed like something wonderful in a book or in her dreams, she often wondered if it was all that it was cracked up to be. Either way she would never know since she would never leave that to tower.

How can one miss what they've never had?

Cora would visit her once a week, usually to bring her supplies and food. She'd never stay long and ever since Regina was small she remembered being alone for long periods of time. She used to sit in the middle of the room and cry. She was so scared of being alone but as she grew older she learned to appreciate the silence and solitude.

Life was not easy under Cora's care but Regina learned fast that as long as she was respectful and followed the rules there would be no problems.

So she did. Despite her own feelings towards the old witch, she was always polite and obedient. She never asked about being set free because that also was a sore spot for the woman. She learned to accept her isolation and sit quietly like a good little girl.

So here she was.

She never wondered what could be out there. What adventures could be beyond that lonely tower. She had stopped dreaming years ago. She had learned to live each day and that was it. She didn't think of the future because she knew what it entailed. More isolation, more loneliness and darkness. She had come to the conclusion that she was going to die within those walls. Alone.

She knew how her tale would end.

But every now and then there is a glimmer of curiosity that piques inside of her. Like when she saw that rider on the brilliant steed galloping into the Dark Forest. A week had passed since she's last seen him. She's checked everyday for him but never saw him. Disappointment filled her chest and then a dull ache of sorrow replaced it when she realized that the knight might have met his untimely end, falling within the forest to the beast and evil forces that dwell within.

She very well may not ever see that poor soul again...

But what if he was brave and true enough to survive? What if he is on another adventure? She found herself sighing as she fantasized about the brave man sailing the seas, battling creatures and rescuing people. Seeing far off lands. Then she shook that idea off. Dreaming about something more than what was within that tower was dangerous. She snapped out of it and quickly went back to tidying up her small living space.

Cora shall arrive soon. It had been a week. And when Cora shows up, she'd want everything to be up to par. She was very strict about cleanliness and perfection. Regina knew that. She understood that.

She wanted to stay on Cora's good side. She knew what she was capable of.

Just as she was finishing up, she heard it. The signature, "Regina, Regina let down your hair."

She groaned internally. Cora climbing up and down her hair once a week was taking a serious toll on her neck and back. Seriously it's hair not a rope.

Regina sighed and removed her apron. She tossed it aside and surveyed the room. It looked good enough, given that there wasn't much to clean. There was a bed, a table, wardrobe, some chairs, a chair by the fireplace and a bookshelf. That's it but it was enough.

She walked over to the window and took a deep breath. She rolled her neck, preparing herself then exhaled. She then gathered up her braid and threw it out of the window. She watched it go tumbling down the high tower until the end of the braid pooled in front of Cora's feet.

Cora looked up at her and raised a brow. Regina forced a smile and waved at her. She saw Cora shake her head and then she moved closer, gripping the braid tightly in her hand. The woman then pressed her foot to the side of the tower and began climbing up.

Regina tried not to wince or cringe too hard at the incessant pulling of her scalp. Comments or even implements about Cora's weight were punishable. She did not want to be on the opposite end of a switch ever again. Instead she hummed in her head and tried to focus on something else.

Before long the torture was over and Cora was grabbing the stone ledge. Regina of course helped her climb over into the room.

Regina set about pulling the braid up as the woman fixed her hair that was done up in a too tight updo and smoothed down her larger than life dress. That's why she's so damn heavy. "I am getting too old for this." She muttered.

Regina bit her tongue to stop herself from adding. 'yes and too heavy'.

"How are you, dear?" The woman asked. Regina knew that it was out of habit and more so to be polite. She didn't exactly care.

"Well. And yourself?" She replied.

"I'm well, Dear." Cora sighed.

She watched Cora glance around the room with a furrowed brow. The woman shook her head and headed over to the table and set her basket down onto it. Regina of course followed.

Cora began unpacking the basket. Fresh bread and fruit lined the table. Regina smiled to herself at the delicious looking apples. Apples were her favorite. They always have been. She might make herself a lovely apple pie later.

Cora sat a roll of cheese down. Regina didn't particularly care for cheese but it was useful.

"Regina," Cora said as she sat in one of the chairs at the end of the table. Regina tried not to let her disappointment show at the woman deciding to stay.

"Yes, Mother?" Regina asked quietly.

"Tea." Cora said simply with a snap of her fingers.

Regina jumped at the sound knowing that it meant for her to leap into action immediately. "Yes, Mother." She said before scurrying towards the fire and setting a black iron kettle over it.

She then turned around to watch the woman who had raised her. The woman who took care of her but never loved her. The woman who treated her like a burden instead of her only daughter. Regina never understood why Cora didn't just let her go. Let her wander off into the forest. Maybe she'd get eaten. Maybe she'll make it out alive. Either way she would no longer be the old woman's problem.

She wondered if Cora liked having her there just to torture her.

That made more sense than her caring about her safety.

"Regina?" Cora said so sweetly that Regina knew that the following statement would be anything but. "Am I boring you?"

Regina looked over at Cora and saw the woman's cold dark eyes watching her. It made the hair on the back of her neck stand up and her skin begin crawling. She hated that look. It was as if the woman was trying to see through her and into her soul. That's one place she definitely did not want the wicked old witch.

She shook her head quickly. "No." She whispered but it lacked conviction.

Cora hummed and tapped her nail on the wooden table. "You know Regina, I could have left you in the forest where I found you."

Regina frowned. Here we go. She always throws this in her face whenever she doesn't get her way.

"I know..."

"But I didn't. You were nothing but a baby when your parents had abandoned you. Left you to be picked off. But I saved you and brought you home. Somewhere safe for you to grow and live." Cora's tone was emotionless. "I gave you the love that your parents denied you. The least you could do is be a good daughter."

Regina nodded. "Yes lady Cora."

"I wanted you when no one else did." Cora pointed out. "Remember that. I am the only one who would ever want you."

Regina nodded again. She knew that was true. Her parents abandoned her as a baby and never looked back. Cora took her in and raised her. Sadly Cora was all she had.

"I understand."

"Good girl." Cora muttered as she eyed the young woman before her.

The kettle was obviously done by then and Regina grabbed a cloth and lifted it from the fire. She then brought it to the table and began fixing the woman's tea.

"I do love you, Regina." Cora said. Regina glanced at the woman. Her eyes said other wise. "You just make it hard."

Regina nodded again. "I'm sorry for that, Mother, I promise to do better. Thank you for your generosity." She said dryly as she handed Cora her tea.

Cora nodded. "Very well..." She accepted the tea cup.

Regina stood by awkwardly unsure of what she should do. Cora never stays. That was already odd enough. Now what?

Cora kept her eyes on Regina as she sipped her tea. The entire experience was uncomfortable and Regina just wanted it to be over. A few minutes in she got her wish. Cora took her last sip and stood. She smoothed down her dress and fixed her hair.

"Well, Regina. I'll be on my way. I will see you soon."

Regina nodded and stepped back letting her mother pass. She followed Cora to the window. Without even a glance Cora waited for Regina to throw her hair down.

Regina said nothing as she watched her climb down. At least that was over.


"Ha!" Emma chuckled as she leapt out of the way of the small wooden sword that was thrust towards her.

Neal giggled and swung his play sword again, completely missing. Emma simply grinned and swung hers, she tapped him on the head gently. "You're dead."

The little boy giggled again. "No I'm not. I'm faking." He leapt forward and hit Emma's sword with his own. "It was the element of surprise."

Emma threw her head back and laughed. "Alright then, little brother." She said. She tapped his legs with her sword. "But adjust your posture. Bend those knees and straighten that back."

Neal instantly fixed himself. He looked like a real knight then. Especially in his outfit that matched Emma's perfectly. He was Emma's Mini-me after all. He raised his sword again and lunged for his sister. Emma side stepped and the little boy lost his balance and fell face first into the dirt.

Emma laughed at her brother laying flat on the ground with his face buried in the dirt. She went to help him up but the little boy rolled over onto his back. "Sneak attack!" He exclaimed and jabbed his sword at her. Emma laughed and pushed it aside. She raised a brow.

"Uh oh." He said and tried to scramble away but Emma was faster and stronger.

"You're right, uh oh." Emma chuckled as she knelt beside him. Before he could react her hands were tickling his sides viciously. The little boy giggled and giggled as he was tickled mercilessly.

"Uncle!" He screamed out between giggles.

"Oh no, you don't." Emma laughed as she continued to tickle him.

"Mercy!" He gasped out. Emma stopped then with a chuckle.

"Fine." She said and sat back on her heels. "But if you try to sneak attack me again, it will be worse."

He pouted playfully. "Okay. Emma."

Emma grinned. "Good, you little brat." He stuck his tongue out at her. She raised a brow and he giggled. "Oh you little-"

"Emma!" Came their mother's voice across the yard. Emma sighed and so did Neal. She sounded upset.

"She's mad." He said. "What did you do?"

Emma shrugged. "Hell if I know..."

Neal shrugged. "Just see what she wants so we could play some more."

Emma nodded. She kissed his hair then ruffled it. "I will. Run along. I'll be there in a minute."

He nodded back and climbed to his feet. He wiped the dirt off of himself. Emma helped with his back. She pushed him when he was clean as he could get without a bath. He smiled at her and took off running back to the castle. He waved at his mother along the way and Snow patted him on the head on the way to Emma..

To think it was such a beautiful sunny day...

Snow's scowl ruined it. She threw her arms up as she approached Emma. Emma climbed to her feet.

"What the hell, Emma?" Snow exclaimed. "After your tea with Prince Edward he leaves and goes off to marry a peasant girl?"

Emma's brows rose and she fought off a smirk. She didn't think he would do it. She knew that he was hung up on some girl he met in the forest of his homeland. Andalasia, she thinks it's called. Anyway Emma put the bug in his ear to go and find her. "He did?"

"You knew that, Emma."

Emma shrugged. "He told me that he loved a girl named Giselle. I merely suggested that he should fight for True Love."

Snow White glared at her. "Emma..."

Emma raised a hand, cutting her mother off. "Mom, I didn't like him and he was interested in someone else. Love prevailed. I thought you'd be glad."

Snow pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes. She reopened them and eyed her daughter. "I don't want you to die alone, Emma. You are Nineteen."

Emma smiled. "I won't. Don't worry." She kissed her mother's cheek then hugged her. When she pulled away she added, "I'm sure the right person is out there for me. I might find them in a few years." Then just like that with a smile, she took off in a jog toward the castle before her mother could question her choice of words.

She glanced at her mother and noticed her confused expression. Emma snorted and disappeared inside, off to find her brother and rough him up.


Emma and her brother had a music lesson but of course Emma blew that off. She already knew how to play every instrument in their music room. She could be out getting into trouble and having fun. So that's what she did. She got her brother to cover for her and headed to the stable. She swore the stable girl to secrecy when she grabbed Biscuit and they headed out.

They took off across the wide field as fast as they could as to not be seen by the guards who still haven't forgiven Emma for giving them the slip before. She didn't particularly care. She's entitled to some alone time.

The pair disappeared into the forest. There they would be safe from being seen by the guards or her parents. They could slow down a little. She pulled Biscuit to a trot. To anyone else it would look as if they were just wandering around but Emma had a plan.

She was going back to the Dark Forest. She intended to find that tower again and see that girl. She was too curious and she had to find out who she was and why she was up there. She needed to know. She wanted to satisfy her curiosity. She wanted to find this girl, find someway to contact her and find out why she couldn't get her out of her head.

She wanted to meet her.

They entered the Dark Forest. Usually Emma would be looking for an ogre or a dragon to battle but this time she had something else on her mind. Someone rather. A pretty little, brunette, stranger. She wondered what her smile was like or her laugh. She wondered what she liked and disliked. She found herself wanting to hear her voice. It was probably just as beautiful as she was. Does she sing? Emma could imagine her humming to birds. She felt a smile pull at the corner of her mouth. She was probably just that sweet.

Emma was so deep in her own thoughts that she hadn't even realized how far they had traveled until they reached the clearing where the tower stood. Biscuit stopped, awaiting further instructions. Emma looked up at the tower and saw the girl sitting there again. But Emma noticed this time that she didn't have her head in a book but instead she was gazing off into the forest. She hated how far up she was so Emma couldn't see her face. It was most definitely beautiful. Biscuit huffed and bucked his head, interrupting her thoughts.. Emma looked down at the white horse and realized what he was trying to say.

She patted his neck affectionately. "Thanks, boy. My mind is everywhere. Sorry." Biscuit walked them up to the tower and waited.

Emma bit her lip. She knew what it was she felt. It's exactly what she hadn't been feeling with any of the princes. It was a nice fluffy feeling. Like flowers in the spring or swimming at the lake in summer.

The feeling drove her to want to meet the woman even more. Just to hear what her voice sounded like. Emma was dying to meet the beauty that she couldn't get out of her head and had been haunting her dreams.

She needed to know her name.

She had just been contemplating scaling the tower when she heard rustling in the bushes behind then. She glanced over her shoulder and saw a hooded figure emerging from the forest. She sighed and directed Biscuit to circle the building so they would be out of eyeshot. Emma was not afraid but she was in no mood to battle any of the dark creatures within the Dark Forest. She had too much on her mind and that would likely get her killed. So hiding was best.

She listened for where the Beast was headed making sure it was not coming their way. There was silence for a moment and all that Emma could hear was the birds singing, her heart beating and the sound of Biscuit's gentle breathing. She wondered what the beast was up to. Then her brows rose. Maybe it had spotted them and was waiting to attack. With that thought in mind, Emma reached for her sword and placed her hand on the hilt waiting. In case she needed to strike.

Emma frowned as she waited for a fight that never came. She furrowed her brows and was going to emerge from the side of the tower when she heard the voice of a woman.

"Regina, Regina, let down your hair." She heard the voice say. Emma furrowed her brows deeper as she tried to understand. She climbed down off of her horse and slowly snuck around the tower with her back pressed to the white stone bricks. She peeked around in time to see what looked like a long braided rope come tumbling down. Emma frowned. No, that isn't a rope. Is that...

"Hair?" Emma whispered to herself. She had never seen anything like it. Was that the young woman's hair? That just made her even more intriguing.

Emma smirked as she watched the old woman grip the dark braid and begin hoisting herself up. Now she knew how to get to her. It was time to meet this mysterious beautiful creature.


Regina waved Cora off. It had been yet another uneventful visit. The plus side was that Cora had purchased her a new book. Regina was very excited and eager to read it. She picked up the book and smiled at the brown leather cover. She felt giddy. She's read all of the books on her bookshelf before so it was going to be nice to feast her eyes and mind on something new. New words, a new voice, new adventure.

She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and all but skipped over to the windowsill. She began to climb up when she heard her name being called. She froze and furrowed her brow. Had Cora forgotten something? She glanced around and saw nothing left behind, not even the basket. Her items for the week were splayed out on her small wooden table. She frowned. Her name was called again but that was certainly not Cora's voice. Instead of fear as what she should have felt, she felt curiosity swell within her.

Who could it have been? No one knew she was there. She knew no one after all. Could this be a stranger? She grinned at the idea of meeting someone new.

She leaned a little ways out of the window to get a look at her visitor and she blushed at what she saw. There at the bottom of her tower stood a woman. Judging by her long golden locks and frame. She was wearing a white riding coat and matching pants. The look was completed with black knee high boots.

She was immediately enamored by the new stranger. She wanted to know more about her. She needed to know everything.

"Regina, let down you hair." The stranger called softly in a much kinder tone than Cora. It was less demanding for sure and Regina liked it.

Regina smiled and turned from the window. She quickly gathered up some of her long braid into her arms and turned back to the window. Without hesitation, she dropped it and watched it tumble down the side of the tower. She caught the blonde stranger's eye then the blonde looked back at the braid and eyed it for a moment as if hesitating.

"It's alright." Regina called down. "It's stronger than it looks.

The blonde nodded then and gripped it. Regina flinched, expecting the pressure and strain she felt whenever Cora began climbing her hair but to her delightful surprise, she felt none of that as the stranger began scaling the side of the tower. She watched in fascination as the lithe blonde climbed effortlessly. Showing her strength and stamina. Regina would be lying if she said she hadn't been impressed. Her curiosity only grew.

As the woman grew closer Regina could see her better. That gorgeous blonde hair, that smooth fair skin and pink lips. She was very beautiful. Probably the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Well she hadn't seen many women but she was sure that this woman was prettier than most.

As the blonde woman reached the top, Regina stepped back. Not out of fear but to give her room to grip the sill and to hoist herself up. Another thing the blonde did with very little effort and swung her leg over. She leapt down and landed on the floor. She stood before Regina and Regina just stared in awe.

The blonde huffed and chuckled. Her beautiful green eyes sparkling, causing Regina to blush and her heart to flutter. She wasn't quite sure what that was but she liked it.

"That climb is really something." The woman chuckled. "I mean, wow." She looked over Regina and must have caught the curious look in the other woman's eyes. She smiled brightly. "How rude of me." She shook her head. "Hello, I am Princess Emma of the White Kingdom." She bowed low.

Regina still watched with curiosity. A princess? She had never thought her first interaction with a human besides Cora would be a princess. What are the odds?

Princess Emma straightened up and reached out her hand. Regina stepped back a little unsure of the sudden movement. The princess frowned. "I'm sorry." She said softly as she stepped closer. "And I'm assuming that you are Regina?"

Regina nodded. "Yes."

The princess smiled. "Regina." She repeated. "That is a lovely name. It suits you."

Regina smiled wide then. She had never ever been complimented before. It was nice. "Thank you."

Emma nodded. "Of course." She looked around the small living space with interest. Regina felt a bit self conscious about her home and herself. She was in a plain soft pink dress. Her hair of course looked... well, like hair. But she felt underdressed before the Princess who was dressed very classy. She blushed.

"I've noticed you sitting in the window a few weeks ago. I did not know if you were trapped or not. I had to find out. Well, I wanted to find out who you were." Emma explained. She dipped her head to catch Regina's eyes.

Regina was surprised by this. She of course wanted to know more as well but... "I'm not trapped." She said softly all though that was exactly how she felt. Trapped under Cora's thumb.

Emma furrowed her brow and the corners of her kissable pink lips turned downward. "You aren't? Then why are you here? A beauty such as yourself should not be locked away."

Regina felt her cheeks heat up and judging by the princess' smirk, she was obviously blushing. "I'm safe up here." Regina explained. "No one can reach me or hurt me. It's better this way." Even to her, the words sounded dull and phony. Rehearsed. Which they were. Cora pounded them into her head since she was twelve.

The blonde was still frowning, obviously confused by this. "Who told you that?" She asked.

Regina hated that she could practically see through her already. They had just met. "Lady Cora... my mother." She said softly. She looked up into those soft green eyes. They were watching her like she was the most beautiful thing in the world. The princess looked mesmerized by her but Regina couldn't imagine what for. Regina wasn't much. Cora always told her that. "She said that there are terrible things beyond the walls of this tower. Besides..." She shrugged softly. "There's nothing out there for me." She looked away then. She couldn't stand the sympathy she saw in the young woman's eyes.

"Well that is certainly not true." Emma said boldly. "The whole world out there is yours, if you want it." She shrugged with a coy smirk. "Sure the Dark Forest is dangerous but I can escort you out. I can keep you safe. Take you to my kingdom. My castle, if you want..." She added the last part quietly.

"You live in a castle?" Regina asked curiously. She watched the corners of the princess' lips curl upward into a grin. She chuckled causing Regina to do the same. That's when Regina realized her mistake and blushed.. "I'm sorry." She muttered. "Of course you live in a castle. How silly of me."

"It's cute." The blonde said stepping closer. "Like your smile and your laugh." She watched Regina closely. "And your blush is adorable. I really like that."

Regina looked up into Emma's eyes again. "I really like your eyes. They're very pretty. They remind me of mid spring." She rambled quietly. Her cheeks colored deeper.

Emma grinned then. "You know, no one has ever told me that..." She bowed again, eliciting a giggle from the other young woman. "Thank you."

Regina smiled with a small nod. Emma nodded in return and straightened up. She looked around the small living space again then back at Regina. She furrowed her brows as if she was trying to place Regina in that place but couldn't, although she was standing right there. It was like she was out of place. Regina knew that it wasn't much but it was her home. Well, the closest she had ever had to one. Honestly she felt even more self conscious with the princess exploring her place. She wondered what she thought of it. If she liked it... if she was disgusted.

She bit her lip as she watched Emma a moment longer until those green eyes landed on her again. She quickly looked away but she could feel the other woman's smirk. She blushed brighter at being caught.

"Can I ask about your hair?" Regina was surprised by that question. She looked down at the braid that was pooled around her ankles in a pile up to her knees. She looked up at Emma and shrugged.

"What about it?"

Emma laughed. "What about it? I just climbed it. I mean, I was going to ask about that first but I figured that would be rude. Besides I was distracted by your beauty." She held Regina's eyes on the last part. Regina felt her heart stop and her breath hitched. Emma was truly a sight to behold and so sweet.

"Is that something abnormal? Do women not have long hair where you are from?" Regina asked quietly. She looked at Emma. Her hair was flowing down her back as well. It was very long, not as long as Regina's but longer than Cora's. It was confusing to her how Emma didn't understand.

Emma shook her head with a smile. "Not that long or even that strong for that matter."

"Oh..." Regina sighed and looked away. Cora was right. She was odd.

"But I like it." Emma added. When Regina looked up at her she said, "It's pretty. Unique. I've never seen anything like it."

Regina smiled then. "Thank you."

"I bet it takes a while to brush, huh?" The princess asked playfully. Regina nodded with a giggle.

"About an hour."

Emma whistled. "Patience. You've got patience."

Regina giggled. "I suppose. It keeps me busy."

Emma nodded. "I bet." She stepped away from Regina and started exploring the small room. She walked around the entire place, which took about two seconds and stopped at the bookshelf. Regina followed her over. They both sort of just stood there staring at the array of fine literature.

"I've read all of those at least ten times." She said.

Emma looked at her and crossed her arms. She raised a brow. "Yeah?"

Regina hummed. "I have. I only get books when Lady Cora- my mother brings me books. I really like reading."

Emma hummed. She seemed really interested then. "What do you like reading?"

"Everything." Regina replied almost immediately. "I like books because it takes me away from here. I can go everywhere, to every realm, on any adventure without leaving that windowsill. I've met some very interesting people within the pages of these books."

Emma grinned, she seemed impressed by that. "Indeed." She bit her lip. "I'm not really a fan of reading."

"What do you like?" Regina found herself to be quite curious about her new acquaintance.

"Riding my horse is fun. I enjoy traveling as well. A little bit of danger tickles my fancy too." Emma listed off as Regina watched her with wide eyes.

Regina chuckled. "Sounds wonderful. Have you been to many places?"

Emma hummed with a nod. "Far off lands."

Regina giggled. "Tell me about it."

Emma smiled. "Gladly."

Regina smiled back and stepped away. She motioned for Emma to follow her to the small wooden table. Emma of course did. She directed her to a seat and after Emma sat, Regina asked quietly if she'd like some tea.

"Yes, please." Emma answered with a smile. Regina smiled back and went off to get the kettle.

it was already filled and warm since Cora had just left. She grabbed it then headed back to the table and began filling their teacups.

"I don't exactly get many visitors." Regina explained as she handed Emma a tea cup. The princess accepted it with a gracious nod.

"I can imagine not. It's not exactly easy to get to you." Emma said with a smile.

"Yes, well..." Regina took the seat across from Emma at the opposite end of the table. "Lady Cora wants it that way."

"And she's your mother?" Emma asked quietly. She was clearly trying not to pry but she also seemed quite curious about Regina. Regina has never had anyone interested in her before and she found that she quite liked it.

"Well, not exactly. She found me in the forest." Regina explained. "My parents had obviously abandoned me. She took me in and raised me."

Emma nodded. Regina watched as Emma blew on her tea then took a sip. "I get it. Did you always live here?"

"Well no." Regina explained. "I lived with her in a cottage until I was twelve. She moved me here. She said it was safer."

Emma hummed. "Alright." She obviously didn't agree but she didn't want to argue. She was being polite. Regina partially hoped she wouldn't. She hoped Emma would just say what she felt.

Regina nodded then smiled at Emma. "But you said you were going to tell me about you and the places you've gone."

Emma nodded. "Oh yes." She said placing down her cup. "I did." She grinned as she leaned closer. "Once I visited a place called Agrabah..."

Emma told Regina a grand tale that day. It involved a genie, an evil sorcerer and a magic carpet. She spoke of a friend named Aladdin who had a monkey as a pet- which Regina found to be odd but intriguing- it turned out that Aladdin was nothing but a street rat that had fallen in love with a princess. Emma and Aladdin valiantly battled the sorcerer and freed the princess' kingdom. Aladdin freed the genie and in the end, Aladdin got the girl.

Regina was enthralled with the description of the new land and the mighty battles. Regina couldn't believe her ears. Emma was truly interesting. She was funny and kind and polite. It was safe to say that Regina enjoyed her company.

Emma told her many more stories and Regina couldn't get enough. Emma made it sound so exciting and wonderful. She wanted to experience all of it. She wanted to live that. For the first time in a long time Regina wondered what it would be like to leave the tower. Emma was awakening parts of her that had laid dormant for so long.

But like all great things Emma's visit had to come to an end. The sun was setting and it was getting late. Emma explained that she had to be out of the forest by night fall. Regina nodded of course wanting Emma to get home safe so that she may return to her.

She blushed at that thought. She placed a hand to her heated cheek. When she looked up she saw Emma watching her with her head cocked adorably with a small grin.

"What are you thinking?" She asked softly.

Regina shook her head with a small smile. It was her turn to cock her head adorably. "I was wondering if I will see you again?"

Emma's brows rose as if she was surprised. "Would you like that?"

Regina blushed deeper and giggled. "I would like that very much."

"Then you shall." Emma announced with a bow. She reached out her hand and this time Regina put hers into it. Emma smiled then kissed the back of her hand. "Farewell, Regina. You shall see me again very soon. I promise."

She straightened up and winked. Regina giggled again.

"Until then."

Emma gazed into Regina's eyes and in that moment both of their breaths were stolen. They couldn't move, couldn't think. They couldn't do a thing.

And they both wondered if the other felt the same.

"Until then, my lady." Emma breathed.

Regina nodded then. She couldn't find her voice. It felt dry and she was unsure if she'd even be able to use it. She walked over to where Emma was standing near the window and she lowered her hair. Emma smiled at her one last time before climbing over the windowsill and climbing down. Regina watched her go with an odd longing in her chest.

Just as when she was climbing up, climbing down took very little effort. Unlike Cora who used all of her weight, resulting in leaving Regina with a headache every single time. But Emma never tugged and used her own strength. Regina liked that Emma considered her feelings. That's another thing she has never had before.

When Emma reached the bottom and her feet touched the soft grass, she looked up at Regina and waved. Regina giggled and waved back. The blonde then ran over and hopped on to her white steed that was waiting near by. The princess turned to Regina and they stared at each other for a while, just wondering what the other was thinking but didn't say. Then just like that, Emma led her horse to turn around and they took off into the forest vanishing from Regina's sight.

Regina's heart was still racing and her cheeks were still warm despite the Princess being long gone. Princess Emma had been the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her. She bit her lip as she thought of those pretty green eyes and those pink lips. She definitely couldn't wait to see Emma again. She hoped she stayed true to her word and came back.

Regina sighed softly. She closed the shutters and hummed a soft tune as she closed her curtains. She went to get ready for the night. She blushed again at the thought of the Princess.

That perfect, exciting human being. The wonderful and courageous Princess Emma. Regina giggled.

She'd definitely be waiting...


"Oh and she's so pretty and shy." Emma said in a dreamy tone causing her little brother to laugh. He felt a bit better when Emma informed him that the young woman was not a prisoner but he had a bunch of other questions about his sister's mystery girl. Emma tried to answer them as best as she could. "I can't wait to see her again."

The young prince grinned wide and there he looked identical to his blonde sister. He was excited. He had never seen his older sister like that before. "Is she nice?"

"The sweetest." Emma said automatically. She stopped brushing Biscuit for a moment. "She's so polite and kind." She sighed. "And her eyes." She groaned. "So beautiful..."

Neal giggled and so did the young girl that was cleaning the stall beside theirs. Emma smiled at the young girl. She was no older than fourteen. Emma knew her well. Her mother worked in the kitchens and the girl asked Emma's parents for a job. With some hesitation, they sent her to work in the stables. She was a hard worker and a good girl. Emma liked her.

"You sound smitten, Princess." The girl said with a grin. Emma chucked. Any other royal would have seen that as being bold and disrespectful but not Emma. She wasn't stuck up and she didn't think she was too good to chat with her staff.

Emma shrugged. "Perhaps."

"Is she your princess?" Both younger children asked. Emma raised her brows and shrugged.

"I don't know but I really like her."

"Will you bring her here?" Neal asked.

Emma shrugged again. "If she wants." She hoped she would.

"When are you going to see her again?" The young stable girl asked.

"Soon." Emma said with a small smile. She promised to see her again and frankly Emma really wanted to. She wanted to get to know her. She wanted to know everything about her. "I made her a promise that I would return to her and I intend to keep it."


Emma stayed true to her word of course. She came to visit Regina. They talked and Emma told her of palace life and Regina told her of the latest book she's read. Emma had come to learn that Regina loved stories so she always remembered to tell her her greatest ones. Regina was always quite fascinated and Emma never wanted to disappoint. Whenever it would grow dark and Emma had to leave, she always promised to return and she always kept that promise. Weeks turned into months. Their relationship blossomed from acquaintances to close friends fairly quickly.

Two lonely souls, for different reasons finding what they needed within each other.

Emma was coming to understand what she felt for Regina. Was it love? Quite possibly. Did she want to kiss Regina on a daily bases? Hell yes. She hadn't gotten that from any of her suitors. She didn't even want them anywhere near her, more or less kissing her but when she was around Regina that's all she could think about. Stealing a kiss.

Emma often hoped that Regina would get the hint and just kiss her but it never happens. The closest they've ever gotten was a hug. It was a nice hug, Regina was soft in all the right places, warm and she smelled really nice. Emma could never get that out of her head. But she wanted more. She wanted to make Regina hers. She wanted what they had to be love.

She just hoped that Regina secretly felt the same because she didn't know how much longer she could go without kissing her.

But she decided just to be Regina's friend for the moment and let nature take its course.

"...And so the ogre came right at me." Emma continued her story. They were laying side by side on their backs in Regina's soft bed. It was piled with pillows and soft quilts, and it was warm and smelled like Regina. That bed was Emma's favorite place in any world. "I was knocked on my back, I tried to crawl away but it smelled me. It came right up to me. Each step shaking causing the ground to shake and tremble. I knew it was the end. I could hear it's breathing..."

"And then what happened?" Regina asked eagerly.

Emma looked over into those brown eyes. They were wide with worry and excitement. Emma smiled. "And then it hovered right above me and it roared right in my face. It's breath smelled like the rotten meat it eats and it almost blew me away. I thought I was done for." She said as she turned to look up at the ceiling. Regina was too distracting to look at. "But as it lifted its hand to grab for me and crush me, I saw and heard an arrow zip through the air. With perfect precision it hit it square in the eye. Then just like that It fell over and died."

Regina gasped. She loved Emma's stories. She was so brave and bold. Everything Regina wished she were. "Who shot the arrow?"

Emma shrugged with a grin. "My mother."

"The Queen?" Regina giggled.

"The Queen." Emma confirmed with a nod. "My mother is not your typical Queen."

"My gods." Regina breathed. "I suppose not."

"I would love for you to meet her." Emma said sitting up a little. She turned onto her side and propped herself up on her elbow. She looked at the pretty girl that was still lying on her back, looking at her. Regina was polite, pretty and smart. Queen Snow would adore her. "I know she would just love you."

Regina turned over onto her side to face Emma and placed her head in her hand that was propped up by her elbow. "I would love to meet her." She said seriously. "I would love to meet everyone who is important you. Your little brother, Prince Neal."

"So come on." Emma said. "Come home with me."

Regina gave Emma that look. You know the one, the 'are you serious- haven't we talked about this already?' Face. "You know I can't."

Emma sighed and nodded. She just wanted Regina with her. "I know you don't want to worry your... caregiver?" She closed her eyes and sighed. It was truly hard being away from her all of the time. "But Regina, what I feel for you... I want you home with me. Just tell her that you're ready to go out on your own. Tell her that I'd take care of you."

Regina looked at Emma for a long time. Emma simply raised her brows in question. Then suddenly a brilliant smile broke out on Regina's face. "And how do you feel about me?"

Emma chuckled. She should have expected that. She supposed now was as good a time as ever to tell her. She just hoped that she felt the same. "That's what you got from that?" She teased with a grin . "I love you, Regina. I want you to be mine."

Regina gasped softly. She gazed into Emma's eyes and there she saw the love. Love that she's never had. Love that she never thought was possible. "Emma, I love you too." She breathed out.

Emma leaned in close. "That so?"

"Mhmm..." Regina hummed as she leaned in closer to Emma as well.

"Will you marry me then?" Emma asked boldly.

Regina's mouth fell open and she stared at Emma with wide eyes. Marry her? A princess?

Emma watched on as she nibbled her lip nervously. She knew that was kind of quick but that's how she felt. She loved Regina with all she had. She needed her to know that.

"Yes!" She squealed before she could stop herself.

Emma sighed in relief and chuckled. "Gre-" She was cut off as Regina launched herself into her arms. They both giggled as she they fell backwards.

Regina hovered above Emma for a moment as they gazed into each others eyes. Brown intensely locked on green. Their breathing matching and their heartbeats becoming one. It felt like time had stopped. It was only them in the entire world and they both liked it that way.

Regina broke the trance and she leaned in. She softly pressed her lips to Emma's. The princess hummed as the plump warm lips met hers. Both of their eyes closed at the same time. Regina began moving her lips against Emma's. Emma caught on fairly quickly matching the rhythm. Emma titled her head deepening the kiss. Regina hummed and Emma ran her tongue along the seam of Regina's mouth. She was immediately granted entry and her tongue slithered in, tasting the sweetness of fresh apples. Regina moaned that time and the sound sent a shiver through Emma's entire body. She groaned and gripped Regina's hips tightly and in one swift movement she flipped them.

Regina yelped as she landed on her back. Emma chuckled and leaned back into the kiss. Regina's fingers found their way into Emma's golden hair. They remained that way bodies pressed tightly against each other, mouths connected. Just feeling each other. Unable to get enough.

Emma sat up ignoring Regina's protests and began slowly undoing her shirt.. She saw Regina watching her with rapt attention as small amounts of fair skin was unveiled.

"Is this okay?" Emma said gently. "I don't know what to do but I'll try."

Regina didn't exactly know much about sex either but she was curious and she wanted to be with Emma, completely. She nodded. "Yes." She breathed.

Emma smiled brightly. "Alright."

She leaned back and she began undressing as Regina sat up and began doing the same. This was the first time for both of them.

Regina had never done anything like it and she was so excited. Emma was excited as well.

After their clothes were fully discarded, Emma went and laid back ontop of Regina. Regina gasped at the feel of skin against skin. She barely stopped a moan as Emma soft fingers began dancing across her skin.

"I love you so much." Emma whispered against her lips before kissing her deeply. Regina hummed into the kiss. "And now, I'm going to show you."

Regina felt a shiver run through her at those words.


"You don't have to leave." Regina whispered as she felt Emma moving beside her. They were laying in her bed under her blankets. They were both exhausted from their little tryst.

It took them a few tries to get it right but once they figured it out, they just took off again and again until they wore each other out.

"No?" Emma asked in a playful tone. Regina chuckled and snuggled closer into Emma's side.

"No." She replied. "You can stay here. Cora does not return until tomorrow."

Emma hummed as she tightened the arm that was around Regina waist., pulling her closer. "Alright. Then i'll stay but I want you to do something for me."

Regina sat her head up from where it was rested on Emma's chest. "What?"

"Come live with me in the palace. Be my wife, my princess." Emma said softly. "I want to see you all of the time. I want to spend every waking moment with you. Take you on adventures..."

Regina smiled then. Why the hell not? Cora always made it clear that Regina was nothing but a burden. She could go live with Emma and Cora could wash her hands of her. Regina could have a happy ending and Cora could be free. Everyone wins. She nodded and her smile grew. "Yes."

Emma grinned and reached up, placing a hand on the back of Regina's head. She then moved her in closer. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. When she pulled away breathless, Emma smiled at her and traced a finger down her smooth cheek. Regina kept her eyes locked on Emma's.

"You are so beautiful." Emma breathed. "How did I get so lucky?"

Regina blushed and looked away. Emma used one of her fingers to turn Regina's cheek so that she was facing her again. "How did I?" Regina asked.

Emma chuckled and kissed Regina again. The kiss began heating up with wandering hands and grinding bodies. Emma kept her lips on Regina's as she sat up and began coercing Regina to lay down on her back. Once Regina was on her back, Emma moved her kisses to the olive toned throat, licking, kissing and sucking. Regina moaned and in response Emma bit down on her pulse point causing Regina to arch off the bed. Emma hummed and let her soft hands travel the warm skin longer.

"Emma..." Regina breathed softly. Emma smirked against the woman's flesh before she pulled away.

She moved up and kissed Regina's lips, hard. Regina hummed again and her nails dug into Emma's back. She moaned again when Emma growled into her mouth.

Emma pulled away just enough so that they could catch their breath. Emma's breath ghosted Regina's kiss swollen lips. "Tell me you love me.." Emma muttered against Regina's lips

"I love you." Regina whispered back.

Emma smiled softly before leaning in and reconnecting their lips. Regina's mind kept wandering back to just how the hell she was going to get out of that tower after Cora forbade it.

There was only one thing she could do...

It was the only way..

She sighed and closed her eyes. They will cross that bridge when they get to it. For now... for now she just wanted to melt into Emma's kisses so that's what she did.


Well they slept together in the original story but no Regina is not going to get pregnant with twins. lol. I separated it into two parts because it's too long to be a one shot.. idk how that happened but it did...so I posted them both at the same time.