"I hate you," Henry shouted "just leave me alone you're not my real mom."
"I know," Regina whispered, as tear came down her face, Henry looked up in shock as she walked away, he had fully expected her to have been planning something. It had been a couple weeks since he had last talked to her, he was just so happy that he had Neal in his life now, and he had started to forgive Emma for lying to him, honestly he had kind of forgotten about Regina.
He was about to call out to her, when his phone started to ring, looking down he saw that it was Neal, "hello," he answered.
"Hey kid, I was wondering whether you want to go out to dinner with me, Emma said she's working late."
"Sure, I'll meet you at the diner in a few minutes," Henry replied as he watched Regina turn the corner, shrugging it off he simply went to meet his father.
Emma sighed as she grabbed the last form that needed to be filled out, she was sure that there was more paper work than criminals in Storybrooke.
Purple smoke bellowed around her file tray and another document appeared, "dammit Regina" she whispered, she really hoped she could just go home in the next twenty minutes.
But that thought was forgotten as soon as she read the title of the newest document: 'adoption dissolution,' it didn't take long for Emma to realise that this was for Henry, and it clearly said that Regina was giving Emma and Neal their parental rights back. She nearly chocked when she read the final clause that basically said that Regina didn't want be part of Henry's life in any way.
She saw that Regina had already signed it, and it had been notarised without her signature, which didn't surprise Emma in the slightest, she was sure that Mr Gold was not above fraud. At the bottom there was a post-it note that read 'sign here Miss Swan'.
Though she had made no move to force Henry to spend time with his mum, Emma had a feeling that Henry would eventually realise that he missed her. As she read the document three more time looking for loop holes, she sighed in frustration, grabbed her coat and broke a few highway codes on her way to Milfin street.
Pounding on her door Emma shouted for the fifth time, "Regina, open up, I really need to talk to you," and for the fifth time she had no reply.
Against her better judgement, she decided just to pick the lock and deal with the consequences later. By the time she had walked around the house a few times she had come to the conclusion that Regina wasn't there, and when she thought about it she realised that she hadn't even seen her Mercedes in the driveway.
Emma found it very hard to believe that Regina would just leave Henry after all she had done to try and get redemption, but this hope was dashed when she went into Regina's bedroom to see that her closet was empty. It looked as though Regina had taken all of her clothes, but none of the sentimental items in the house, like the insane number of pictures that she had of Henry. Tentatively Emma went into Henry's room to check a theory only to find that it was completely empty, as she wondered if she had gone into the wrong room, her phone rang.
"What's up Henry" she asked.
"Why does my room look exactly like my old room?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" Emma asked, worry flaring up in her mind.
"I mean that I came home after dinner, and my bedroom looks exactly like my room at the mansion, why would Regina do this," Emma's jaw clenched when he called his mom 'Regina' but she tried to move past it.
"Just stay put, okay? I think there's something that I need to tell you."
"This is awesome," Henry almost yelled as he read over the document that Emma had been afraid to show him.
"Henry, I not sure that..."
"Now we can be a real family without her trying to ruin it," he bounced excitedly, he quickly grabbed a pen giving it to Emma and looking at her expectantly. Emma sighed, she signed knowing it would make no difference considering how resourceful Mr Gold could be.
"She raised you for ten years, you can't pretend that she doesn't exist, and doesn't it worry you that we don't even know where she is."
Henry shook his head, though Emma could see that tears were about to fall.
"Wake up, your majesty," Regina heard a taunting voice, as she prised her eyes open she saw Greg and Tamara looking at her with amusement in their eyes.
"Where am I?" she croaked, the last thing she remembered was trying to leave Storybrooke, so that Henry could have his happy ending.
"That's not important, the important thing is that you are here, and unless you tell me what you did to my dad, you're going to feel more pain than you have ever felt," Greg growled.
"That may be a more difficult feat than you would imagine," Regina chuckled, for the first time she seemed to notice that she was strapped down, and she just registered the feeling of cold metal beneath her. Looking around she noticed a machine with wires that trailed over to her, and she realised that there were two pieces of plastic attached to her temples. "You plan to torture me? Do you have any idea how much I have endured?" she laughed.
"You've never endured any torture that this world has to offer," Tamara laughed as she pressed the button on the machine. Suddenly Regina felt as if a million joules of electricity were coursing through her body, and she would be lying if she said that Tamara didn't have a point.
As her back arched and she screamed, she realised that even if someone was looking for her they probably wouldn't be looking in Storybrooke, she's probably going to die alone being tortured.
A/N Please let me know if I should keep this as a one-shot or continue :)