The quietness of the beautiful yet deadly new found snow in the middle of summer nonetheless fell down and blanketed the secret town of Storybrooke Maine. Regina had taken some alone time and made herself a cabin in the woods. Her form of trying to cope with her broken heart instead of resorting to evil. She'd worked so hard to fight her evil tendencies and she figured some time alone away from the happy idiots of Storybrooke would do her some good with getting over Robin. She knows Emma meant well, she saved a life from her past self, it wasn't her fault. But oh how she wanted to blame her.

Sitting wrapped in a blanket in front of a roaring fire, lit by her own magic, the former evil queen nurses a glass of red wine. Flinching at the sound of a knock on the door, she knows who it is, it's the way the savior can knock so gently and make it sound like she's got so much force behind it. Gentle but strong. She shuts her eyes tight and wraps the blanket tighter around herself. Maybe if she ignores her maybe she'll give up and go away. Though she hasn't known Emma to give up easily and she finds herself correct when another more impatient knock rapping at the door.

Sighing and rolling her eyes she flicks her wrist and sends the door opening, "What can I help you with Ms. Swan?"

Taking a sip of her wine she keeps her eyes set on the fire place as Emma enters and closes the door behind her. Soft thuds of the blondes boots cross the room to where she's sitting and she looks up with a raised eyebrow as the nervous savior looks down at her. There's something ironic about this situation and Regina almost scoffs as she turns her attention back to the fire. She doesn't need to see the savior looking down on her. Almost feeling what Regina is thinking Emma walks over and sits next to her.

"Took me awhile to find you, I'm still trying to get the hang of this magic thing. But I had a good teacher so-"

"Flattery isn't going to work here, Emma."

"I'm just telling it like it is, though I could have found you quicker if you were still teaching me these things...I just wanted to see how you were doing. I know no matter how many times I say I'm sorry it's not going to fix this. I couldn't let her die Regina, can't you just look at it as me lessening one less life you ended?"

She's met with a glare from the evil queen who almost looks like she wants to murder her.

"Okay, not the best thing I could have said right now. But, I, I'm really sorry that I ruined things between you and Robin. And Marian forgives you, it's taken her a few days to accept the new you even though for her it was just a few days ago that you were trying to kill her. Robin's worried about you, Henry and Snow are worried about you. Heck, David's worried about you. I'm worried about you, Regina. Isolating yourself here isn't going to help matters at all. Come back to town," Emma tilted her head with an encouraging smile on her face.

Regina really wanted to go back, Emma's smile made her want to even more but she just couldn't, "No, I need some time to sort through this Emma. You took away my supposed true love, it wasn't Robin but you who broke my heart, Emma! Who knows at any moment I could try and enact revenge on you-"

"You won't!"

Emma looked at her with such belief in her own statement that it scared Regina that Emma could believe in her so much.

"How do you know that, I'm unpredictable, I could easily go back to being the evil queen I used to b," Regina looked away, her eyes downcast.

"How many times am I going to have to tell you that I will always be able to tell when you're telling the truth and I can tell you right now that you don't believe any of what you just said. Besides I believe in you, Regina, you're good. Henry believes in you, you've come so far, don't throw all of your progress away. Come back to town, come home."

Wanting so badly to give in to Emma Swan, the pull of the need for family and to be needed and loved called to her broken heart so much, the broken heart she didn't have inside of her at the moment. She had buried it away outside to gradually get through the pain of her broken heart. And yet without it, it still called out to be healed. Maybe it was the magic of Regina's broken into pieces heart that brought Emma's magic here. No. Shaking the thought away she just looked at the saviors unwavering gaze.

Setting her empty wine glass down, "I don't know...I..."

Before she could fully make up her mind a loud thunderous crash sounded outside knocking the power out and knocking the frightened queen to the ground as a certain blonde pushed her down to the floor. Eye's squeezed shut Regina could feel hot panting breath against her collar bone, opening her eyes, "Emma, what the-?"

Clearing her throat she looked down, "Sorry, I, the noise, I wasn't sure...so I, I think my instincts kicked in and I was trying to protect you, sorry."

"You apologize too much, Emma. Now if you could get off me, please."

"Yeah, sorry," moving to stand and offering a hand down, "Your majesty."

Smirking she took the hand offered to her and stood letting the blanket fall to the ground her. Leaving the blonde standing there she walked over to the window to peer out, "Whatever just happened there's a huge snow storm going on out there. And in my anger and grievances I buried my heart out there, Emma."

"I guess we're just going to have to wait out the storm, then we can get your heart and go home."

"Emma, there is a ice storm raging out there, I don't think you realize what this means."

Emma stared at her blankly.

"My heart could freeze, Emma, I could die!"

"Geez, Regina, why the heck did you take your heart out again? If this is going to be some sort of habit for you I'm going to have to insist you leave it with me. Well, just tell me where it is and we'll go get it."

Reaching for the doorknob Regina tried to yank the door open but it wouldn't budge, pulling with all her might and still no budging.

"Here let me try."

With a sarcastic smile she moved to the side and allowed the savior to try her hand at opening the door, it's not like she was that much stronger then her. And even with Emma trying to open the door it too wouldn't budge.

"Move aside Emma, maybe a little fire will help," smirking she held a fireball in her hand aimed at the door itself.

Wide eyed and panicked the blonde rushed to stand behind the brunette. Launching the fireball the moment Emma was safely behind her, a loud crash a sizzling noise sounded and they just stood there as they waited for the small cloud of smoke to clear. Rushing to the door Emma tried to open it only to have her hand burned by the hot metal, "Fuck! Damn it, stupid move," Emma grasped the burnt hand against her chest.

"Seriously, Emma? I guess idiocy runs in your family."

"Hey, I just wanted to get out there as fast as I could so we can find your heart!" Emma glared with a puppy dog pout on her lips.

"You expect me to believe you care that much about my heart?"

Standing there, unfaltering, as if her hand wasn't just burned, "You don't nearly give yourself as much credit as you deserve, Regina. Of course I care about your heart! How could you possibly think I couldn't!?"

Blushing Regina looks away, standing in awkward silence for a minute before she clears her throat and holds her head eye, "Let's just go get my heart."

Rushing to the door expecting it open only to be met with it still unable to budge.

"This isn't any ordinary ice storm out there Emma, this has a hint of magic behind it."

"What do you mean? Like someone is causing this storm?"

The worried look on Emma's face doesn't escape Regina's notice, "Yes, I don't know who could cause this, but if we don't do something quick and I mean quick then I'm going to freeze to death."

"How do you know that will even happen? Maybe you'll just get a little cold, you can't possibly die."

Determined to show the savior how serious she was about the situation she walked up to the savior with her own unwavering gaze and placed her hands on either side of the blondes face, "Do you feel that, Emma?"

Blushing, "I uh,don't, wha...what exactly am I supposed to be feeling?"

"My hands, Emma! My hands, they're already getting cold!"

Emma saw the fear in those eyes that boar into hers and she moved her hands over Regina's suddenly noticing the difference in their body temperatures, "Don't worry Regina, I'll get you your heart back and in one piece too."

"Well, you're not going to be much help with a burnt hand, come here."

Taking the injured hand in between her own she emitted a white glow that quickly healed the saviors burnt hand. The moment her hand was healed Emma grasped the sides of Regina's face in her hands, "I promise, Regina, I will find a way out of here and get your heart."

It was Regina's turn to blush, avoid those eyes Regina looked to the ground, "Again with this belief you have in me, Ms Swan?"

"Will you stop calling me Ms. Swan instead of just accepting a compliment or the fact that someone actually cares about you? I promised I'll get your back and that's what I'm going to do. But first we need to come up with a plan, any ideas on how to get out of here, any spells?"

Stepping out of the warm grasp, "There's only been one time that I've heard of this happening and there's only one thing that can break this curse of a storm."

"Yeah and what's that?"

"True love, Emma, it's true love."

Shit.