She slowly opens her eyes, she's afraid because all she sees is cold darkness surrounding her and closing in on her. She takes a deep breath and tries to think, but all she finds is nothing. She decides to try and move, but her actions are quickly stopped by metal chains around her wrists and feet. The sound is loud and echoes in the room. After the sound slowly drifted away, she tries to think and focus on what happened, but she can't remember anything. She has to remember something, so she digs deeper. In her memory she hears faint voices discussing something on an urgent tone. Something about the town being threatened by people and she sees the face of this sweet little boy. Suddenly she hears someone calling her name, it sounds so real. She tries to focus on it, she thinks it's real. She hears it again and is certain, someone is calling her name and coming for her. She wants to shout something back but can't, her voice, it's….. lost. She panics and begins to yank at the chains, it works the voice is coming closer, it hurts, her whole body aches. But she goes on as long as the voice just keeps coming closer. But then the voice stops, she starts to panic. What, what happened. She yanks the chains harder, so hard she can feel the rusty metal tearing her skin. Tears start to run down her face, it hurts as the salty liquid mixes with small wounds on her face. Then she hears a loud BANG! She panics even more and remains still. Everything stops, her tears, her yanking the chains, even her heart skips a beat as she holds her breath. The only thing moving is the darkness around her and small drips of blood running down her wrist. She is so busy panicking she doesn't hear the door open. When she realizes she hears footsteps approaching, she unconsciously prepares herself for more pain. But instead soft hands touch her shoulder and she hears the some voice as before calling her name. A drip of some sort of liquid lands on her neck. Carefully she opens her eyes, which she didn't even remember closing. She feels hair tickling her shoulders, neck and cheeks, while blue eyes stare into her own. The head moves away and she feels some kind of stickers being removed from her body and clips being taken away. After that the chains are removed and she can feel her wrists tingling. She knows that whatever happened is over. As she tries to sit up, she sees this machine standing on a table. She sees flashbacks of a man turning a switch and every time he did that waves of electronic shocks would curse through her whole body. She remembers the pain, a tear runs down her cheek. She looks up to see those same blue eyes staring at hers again and knows that it's over. Regina knows it, because the Savior has once again saved her. She smiles, a small but powerful smile full of love. She gets an bright one filled with even more love, if that's even possible, in return. And from that moment on they knew it was meant to be. They were meant to be. Regina knows now that for as Evil is limited, Good is infinite.