Hey Oncer, Fanfic-er, SWEN member, Evil Regal, whatever you call yourself, you awesome fangirl(or boy, that's cool) person. Quick A/N: This would take place once they got on the boat, before Emma will start using her magic, after they get situated, but before they know their way around the ship and everything. So, hop on the Swan Queen ship 'cuz we 'bout to take a trip down love lane.
It's going to be a three parter by the way, ratings K+, T, then M
Emma walks down the small, dimly lit hallway. She opens the last door on the right and walks in to the room, shutting the door behind her.
"Shit, definitely not the bathroom." She says as she looks around the cabin. She goes to turn around and go out the door when she notices a small book on the bed. Emma walks over to the pristinely made bed and she picks it up, closely examining the leather bind and old gold edging on the paper. Thinking it's some kind of spell book, Emma opens it to the last open page and starts to read. She was wrong.
Dear…Diary, I guess.
It's Regina Mills here. Jolly Roger passenger, ex-evil queen, adoptive mother, closeted bisexual, ex-mayor-of-a-small-Maine-town-of-my-creation. I go by a lot of things, as you know old friend, the worst, as you might be aware is that Henry still calls me evil from time to time. Right now we are due course for Neverland. It's a long story, so let me sum up what has happened since I last gave you my trust and secrets. The last time I wrote in you, I had just given Emma the poison apple turnover. Because as much as I love her, as much as seeing her every day gives me jitters and butterflies and ignites a spark in me that I haven't felt, well, ever, and I do love Emma , despite the fact that she can be that incessant idiot that her parents are, Henry will always come first, despite my feelings. Well, as it turns out, Henry ate the turnover, sending him into a coma. Emma found out about magic, killed Maleficent (R.I.P. my dear friend), and broke my curse by kissing Henry on the head, their true mother-son love. Is it wrong that I wish she'd kissed me to break it? Stupid idea. It probably wouldn't have worked anyways. So back to the story, Everyone remembered the Enchanted Forest days and long story short, they all hate me, our world still exists, my mother is dead-snow white...Captain Hook came to Storybrooke, trying to kill Rumplestiltskin and get in Emma's pants…I swear to Oz if he had, I don't think I would have been able to contain my feelings. Lets just say that his hand wouldn't have been the only body part he's missing. But the most important thing, overall that's happened, Henry's been kidnapped. He was taken by two bigger idiots than Emma's parents, Greg Mendel, and Tamara whatever-the-fuck-that-bitch's-last-name-is. They took him to Neverland, so that is where we'll follow. Maybe, just maybe I'll get to kill Pan myself, I'm hoping. So now, I have to teach Emma how to do her magic. Not that I'm complaining, any time I spend with Miss Swan I get that feeling. Snow White is hesitant to let me teach her, she's afraid of the type of magic I'll be teaching her. If she only knew that Emma , being the product of her parents' true love-give me a barf bag- is physically incapable of dark magic. Her magic is more pure than the Blue Fairy-again, barf bag anyone?-so she cannot harbor any dark energies. Even if she was capable of dark magic, I wouldn't push her down that, dark, lonely path. Henry would hate me for it and frankly, I'd hate myself quite a bit as well. So, only good light magic for the Savior. Adding, I hope that my desire to teach Emma light magic, pray to Oz, is enough to let me perform it. I'm going to have to return to my earliest stages of learning magic, and my strongest, deepest, emotions to harbor the light magic. If I start thinking like I used to, if I get sucked back into the evil, I won't be able to teach Emma correctly, the way I would teach her, the magic would be distorted and cruel, and impossible to work with. Speaking of distorted and cruel, I tore out my heart again. Don't worry, I put it back in, I just took it out to...check on it. Something happened that I cannot quite explain. I took it out, and it was red. RED. My heart hasn't been red since, well, since Daniel. The cold, blackness was gone. It was warm, red, and I don't know how. Rumplestiltskin and my mother always told me that "nothing can stop the darkness" and that "love is weakness". Blackened hearts can never turn back. I know that, I tried for years to change it back. But now Emma's here and my love for her and Henry has changed it. Frankly, I'm a bit frightened at this. I must go now, it's almost midnight and I'm tired, and in a few days I start teaching Emma magic.
Wish me luck,
Regina Mills
"Oh my god." Emma slaps the book down on her lap. Regina's in love with me. She has feelings for me. And her heart...red? a-an-and little hearts next to my name? I should say something. No, not good at confrontations. She chuckles at an old, irrelevant memory.
With a smile on her face she sees a pen next to the pillow. Emma picks it up, and starts to write.