AN: My Take on what could be going on with these rumors. Very angsty in the beginning sry! But stick with me on this one. I should def finish writing this one. My other fic, Twisted Fate, I kind of lost inspiration for after I was disappointed with 5A as a whole. I can not promise how often I will update, due to life and work, but I will try. Enjoy.
Chapter 1- You Told Me To Have Hope
Numb, that's how she feels as she stares into her glass of whiskey, sitting alone in a booth at grannies, where everyone had gathered after the funeral. Meer hours ago, she watched as the casket was lowered into the dank ground in remembrance of her soul mate. Regina could barely remember pouring dirt over the grave or the speeches made by the other heroes about how noble of a life Robin of Locksley have lived.
Indeed noble and honorable as he has sacrificed himself for her and his daughter. After returning from the Underworld, they chased after Hades to save his daughter from the Underworld God's clutches.
On their encounter in her office, She watched as Robin, without hesitation, jumped in front of the bolt of lightning that was meant for her. His body slumped to the ground as his soul turned to her shaking form, trying to reach out to her. Even in death, he was trying to comfort her. He looked towards her as if trying to say everything will be OK before his soul disappeared into thin air, as if he never existed. That is what Hades said, But Hades Lies.
This wasn't how it was suppose to be. They were supposed to finally be able to just be together and to feel completely at home in the world with their family. After all they had been through and now they were torn apart again, by death. A stubborn tear escaped and threatened to fall into her Whiskey when she felt a hand on hers, pulling her out of reverie.
"Regina…" She looked up to find an empathetic Snow as she whiped that errant, little tear away. You can't show weakness.
"we are all worried, you haven't said much since this happened."
"What's there to say?"
Snow squeezed her hand as she replied, "So much…you just lost…"
Regina cut her off, choking on her words and squeezing her eyes shut as she looked down at the table, "just lost someone I love again! I feel like half of my soul was ripped away."
"Oh Regina, I'm so so sorry. I desperately wish we could change this for you. Know that your family is here for you and don't push us away. You aren't alone this time."
Looking up, Regina replies solemnly. "You told me to have hope. That if I kept doing the right thing, I would have a chance at grace."
"You still can, you did, and you have."
"I can't do this. I need to go." Regina replies as she shakes her head and gets up to leave, on the verge of tears again.
Snow reaches to keep her from leaving, but Regina shrugs her off, swings her purse over shoulder, and makes her way towards the door. Henry sees her leaving and jumps off his stool to follow his mother with Snow right on his tail. A resounding Mom and Regina heard at the same time to keep her from fleeing.
"LET HER GO."
This stops them in their tracks and they turn to find the source of the booming voice to belong to the dragon. Maleficent was standing there, watching the scene from the back door.
"Give Regina her space." Maleficent says coolly.
"She shouldn't be alone in a time like this. I've seen her in this place before and I don't want to see her..." snow tapered off her sentence, as she didn't want to finish it.
"turn evil again?" Maleficent concluded her thoughts for her. A small,sad nod of the Snow's head was the only reply
"You forget I knew her then too. I was there more for her than any of you know. She needs a little space right now. She will need something safe and familiar soon. Let me go after her in a little while."
"You PROMISE you will take care of her?" Henry questions with suspicion and want to protect his mother at a time like this..
"I promise I will take care of my little dove." Maleficent replies to Regina's son, not bothering to see the wondering looks from the others as to what she just called Regina.
Regina walks as rapidly as her heeled boots will let her away from grannies, down Main Street, and towards the woods. She needs a way to dull the pain that seemed to reside within her soul and help her forget that she lost someone she loves again.
The forest trail was dank and soft thanks to the pouring rain that had been falling all day. How stereotypical that it pours on the day she buries her soul mate. At least symbolically, his body was taken away through the portal. Now it had slowed to a soft mist, making her hair start to curl at the ends as she walked.
Mother had hated her curls, always making her straighten then. Robin had loved them and couldn't help but run his fingers through them when he first saw it. It was one of the first nights he and Roland had stayed at the house after getting home from Camelot. After stepping out of the shower, she had forgone blow drying her hair and let it air dry. He was mesmerized and couldn't keep his hands off of it.
Lost in her thoughts, she hadn't realized she made it to the driveway of her destination, the very same drive way she had met him here in Storybrooke. Taking a deep breath, she continued and knocked on the door to the cottage, waiting for her to come to the door.
The door opens to a shocked Zelena answers. "Sis…what do I owe the pleasure?" She says sarcastically.
Old habits die hard, Regina thinks as she replies with an eye roll. "I came to look for something. It should be on your shelves in the kitchen. Mind if I take a look?"
"No, go right ahead." Zelena replies as she moves aside, lets Regina in, and follows her to the kitchen. "For what it's worth Regina, I am sorry what happened to Robin. After all, he was my child's father." She states matter of factly as she sits at the kitchen table, looking at the back of sister.
Regina was looking through the kitchen shelves when Zelena made this comment and with the comment she turns around and snaps at Zelena, "I don't need your sympathy and after all you did to him, you don't deserve to say his name."
Regina turns around and spots what she was looking for on the second shelf in the very left hand corner as Zelena replies. "You're right, I don't deserve to after what I did. I was just trying to give my condolences."
Fighting back the tears, Regina turns to leave with a small bottle in hand, but not before Zelena sees what it is.
"That's what you came here for, a crappy bottle of whiskey?" Zelena questions her sibling.
"Yes." Regina says solemnly, her face softening as she looks down at the mostly full bottle.
"Is there something special about it?"
"That is none of your business." Regina huffs looking back up to her sister, exacerbated and not wanting to explain herself.
Zelena rolls her eyes, crosses her legs, and then remarks back, "you know there are better ways to handle this than getting drunk."
"I didn't ask for your advice!" Regina retorts back as she passes her sister without making eye contact, and leaves the way she came to make her way across to the other end of the woods.
Her mother would tell her sitting with her knees in the mud was not very lady like, but she didn't care about being lady like right now. Not when her knees were in the mud of the soil that covered her soul mate's grave, so new that no grass could be seen, unlike the other graves that were covered by the prickliness of the green substance.
As she sat there and stared at the tombstone, with his name engraved smoothly on it, she unscrewed the top to the alcohol, brought it to her lips, and took a long few gulps without looking away. She swallowed and enjoyed the burn of the cheap whiskey down her throat. It was a pain that didn't involve her heart and soul.
"God this is terrible, cheap whiskey." She says to the tombstone,as if having a conversation with it, taking another drink before she continues.
Clearly becoming emotional, she sasses out, "You were suppose to drink this with me ya know. We were supposed to do so many things together. You had promised me." Another long pull on the bottle was taken.
"You promised me we would be a family! You said we would grow old together and watch our children grow up!
Another drink with tears starting to spring free.
"You agreed that you never wanted to be apart again and that you wanted to move into the mansion with our boys and Ellie."
Another drink with tears steadily falling, creating tracks with her mascara smudging.
"We were going to make the room next to ours a nursery and paint it yellow because Ellie was our little ray of sunshine out of terrible situation. We were going to redo the spare room for Roland that is next to henrys. We were supposed to paint it green with a forest theme so he could feel at home. He would even have a little tent with a sleeping bag if he couldn't sleep in the bed some nights"
Another sip and close to full on sobbing now.
"You had promised to hold and kiss me every night before we went to bed. That you only ever wanted to make love with ME for the rest of our lives and that you would be there every morning I opened my eyes."
Another sip that she almost choked on because she was so upset now, she was having trouble breathing. Using her sleeve, she whipped away the alcoholic remnants that were dripping down her chin before she gulped, squeezed her eyes shut, and continued. stare
"You h-had s-said that y-you w-w-wa-wanted t-to M-Marry me…t-t-to show me what marriage was really suppose to be. That it wasn't a king parading his wife around like a trophy or taking what he thought was his."
Another long gulp and the damn whiskey was gone. Quite intoxicated, she stared at the empty bottle, tears running like a river down her cheeks with heavy breaths. Looking up at the stone with his name, she had not only sadness but fury in her eyes too.
"YOU HAD SAID THAT YOUR HONOR LIED WITH ME NOW, WHERE IT ALWAYS SHOULD HAVE BEEN. YOU HAD PROMISED TO NEVER LEAVE ME AGAIN!" She screeched as she threw the bottle at the gravestone and it shattered into a thousand pieces, just like her heart and soul.
Fists begin to pound faster and faster at the mud in front of his grave, dotting her face the substance as she screams and sobs at the same time, "I HATE YOU ROBIN HOOD! I HATE YOU ROBIN OF LOCKSLEY. I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! YOU PROMISED!"
She crumbles to the ground, in the mud, a blubbering mess and wraps her arms around herself whispering, "I love you…I love you so much Robin of Locksley. Why did you leave me again?" before she passes out on the cold, muddy ground. Not very lady like.
Maleficent kept her word and tracked her to the graveyard, finding her passed out in front of her lover's burial spot. Approaching her with light steps, she gently tried to wake her with no results. Her skin was cold and wet to the touch, hair drenched, face covered in mud with tear tracks, and clothes soggy from the mist in the air.
How stupid can the girl be for falling asleep out here!? She could catch hypothermia! Taking her coat off, Maleficent covered Regina as she looked towards the grave and saw the pieces of glass scattered in front of the grave. That and the smell on Regina's breath told the dragon she had passed out and not fallen asleep.
She pushed the coat tighter around her shoulders and tucked the lose hair from her updo behind her ears when she heard Regina murmur with her eyes still closed. "He's gone Mal. He's gone for good for this time and never coming back."
Taking Regina's head into her lap, Mal sighs and her stomach twists for this woman who has endured so much. "I know my little dove. But you aren't alone this time my little bird. You have your son, Ellie, Emma, the Pirate, and, HELL, even the un-charmings. Don't forget, you will always have me. Now, let's get you home, dried off, and warmed up little one."
"No!" Regina says quickly. "I can't go back there. Henry can't see like this. I can't sleep in that bed. Not when it still smells like him. Like forest."
Hugging Regina's head to her stomach, Mal says, "ok. Then you'll come home with me" Before she poufs them both to her home.
Don't kill me! *hides face*