A/N: Hi! Ok, so this is my first fanfic, ever. I'm no professional, but i am an avid reader of them. Writing has always been a hobby of mine, i find it extremely relaxing and refreshing to do. But again i'm no professional, i only wish for you to enjoy this story, i don't know if anyone will actually read it, but here goes nothing.

Hopefully enjoy, there will be more chapters to come, but only if you wish to continue reading.

All mistakes are my own, i do not own the characters, that's all on Adam and Eddy.

Welcome to my crazy world, I would appreciate some feedback if you have time.

Arrival: Chapter 1

Blackness.

Pain.

God she was so tired.

Blinking away the fogginess that surrounded her, Regina finally opened her eyes, and the moment she took her first deep breath, and her world came crumbling down.

Henry.

Her Little Prince was gone.

No more birthdays.

No more lazy Sundays,

It was all gone, he was gone.

And it was all her fault.

Her beautiful little prince gone but she couldn't breathe. She tried, but the air would not come, not only was her little prince gone to her forever, but he didn't even know she existed.

The memories of nursing him back to health when he was sick, or when he fell and broke his arm and screamed for his momma, all of her precious memories of snuggling in bed as a little boy, all now replaced in his head with Emma Swan. Her little prince wouldn't recognize her if he was standing right in front of her now. And to top things off, she was back to the place that housed her darkest nightmares and brought them to life. To the place that birthed the Evil Queen, and if the constriction around her ribs were any indication, she was in her full Evil Queen regalia. It was all too much, too many emotions, too many memories, too much pain, that she couldn't catch her breath.

She fell to her knees, didn't even bothering to hide away from the people around her.

As they gathered together to recognize the place they used to call home years ago, but what they also heard was their monarch gasping for breath. People were used to seeing the Queen, with her elaborate gowns, and full face of makeup, even without it, in Storybrooke they still feared her. But she was always carrying her head held high, it seemed nothing could bring her down, try as they might. But in the end, she surprised them all when she sacrificed her love for her child in order to save them all. Yet she was supposed to be an emotionless, heartless woman, who has killed hundreds, and has been hell bent on revenge on one person. Who they saw in front of them now, wouldn't even reach the shadow of the woman they knew. For the first time since her reign, they saw a shattered and broken Regina Mills. They stood there, shocked, watching from afar, as the once mighty Queen dropped to her knees, frantically crying, with her hand to her mouth, and another on her chest. No one had the courage to touch or comfort her, for all they knew she would burn them on the spot, so they stayed there silently watching her. The next thing they saw, were the two women who they would have least expected come to her aide.

She has never felt such self-hatred for herself as she did in this moment. The memories of her little boy were still running through her head, flashing millions of images by the minute. She still couldn't catch her breath, she tried to calm down, but she was so tired, and in too much pain to feel the exhaustion from the spell she'd just cast. It didn't help that the heavier her breathing, the tighter she felt her corset. She needed it gone, that and the constricting and absurd necklace that surrounded her neck. With her vision blurred from the uncontrollable tears, she clawed violently at her neck, fighting off the offensive jewelry until she felt it pop, and break into a thousand shiny pieces

She heard voices next to her, felt hands running up and down her back, telling her to calm down, and breathe. All she wanted was turn to them and scream, and rip their hearts out. Hell that's all she wanted to do to herself. Remove her heart and turn it to dust herself. She tried to push them away, but she was too weak, removing the necklace didn't help, and her lungs struggled for air, the need for air was becoming unbearable. She needed to get rid of that dam corset, and the two idiots around her were comprehending her need, so again she clawed at the waist, hoping to find the dam laces that were preventing her from breathing. it was then when they finally got the hint, she felt the sets of hands wandering from her back, and finally reaching the laces, they pushed her hands away, and slowly she felt the corset loosen. She felt her ribs expand as she heaved, her lungs desperately inhaling the air they were searching for.

It was as she felt the cold gust against her back, between the laces, did she realize the increasing pain in her heart. She'd lost Daniel, and she barely survived it, but this, this was worse. This was unbearable, she wouldn't survive this. A heart could only take so much. She felt her heart break a million times over by each passing second, not even the two women who currently held her like a vice grip were able to hold her together. She was broken, in every sense of the word. She'd lost the second love of her life, a little boy that she wouldn't see grow up, the only person who was able to pull her from her darkness, who made her smile wholeheartedly, just by calling her 'mommy'. He was gone forever, and with it, her heart and soul. She couldn't take it anymore.

She gave herself to the pain, her breathing wasn't any better, even that hurt too much. It was then, when her shut her eyes even as a river flowed through them that she gave into the darkness that clouded her vision. She only hope she wouldn't wake from it this time.