She sat on the docks. Looking out. She sat, with eyes red, having cried all the tears she could.
She never really like the sea that much, but it did seem like a nice place to put Storybrooke.
She sat there on the docks. No actual reason.
"Regina...?"
She tried to imagine she could not hear the voice behind, calling for her.
"Regina...?"
The dark-haired woman turned and faced the blonde behind her, eyes equally red.
"What do you want Ms. Swan..?
"No one could find you for three days. You mother thinks we had kidnapped you. She's threatening to destroy Storybrooke if we couldn't find you."
Regina turned and faced the Atlantic again, saying not a word.
Emma Swan was frustrated and enraged. "What are you doing, for God's sake..?"
"I go back, I have to fulfill my role."
"Role..?"
"I would eventually have to kill you. Or Henry..." The usual bluster and self-confidence was gone. What was left was a woman who was already dead...she was just waiting for the end.
"We're all handed a script. We follow the script. To the letter. To the end. And if you deviate from the script one bit, it throws everything off..."
Emma looked at the witch confused, and Regina continued...
"All my life I've tried not to follow that damned script. Getting off the script. My price..." The sobs were now coming. Silently at first, but they came as she spoke, "...I lost Daniel. I lost my freedom. I lost my innocence. I lost my Daddy. I lost Henry. And I lost..."
Emma moved towards Regina and put her hand to top of the Queen's. "You haven't lost me."
"But I will. It's in the script, you see. I die...at your hand. Nothing can change it."
Emma looked deep into chocolate eyes. "Bullshit." Then she moved to kiss Regina, The brunette didn't want to accept the kiss, but she did. Then they separated.
"Emma...you still don't understand. Its not just me. If Snow or David or my mother or anyone doesn't conform to what's expected..." Regina bowed her head and silently cried, only to have her head lifted at the chin by the hand of Emma.
"I know what you're saying. I've tried to. But think...maybe if we all got off the page...all of us...what would the worst that could happen..?"
"We'd all die."
"Then..." Emma smiled through her own tears. "..then if I have to die, I want you to be the last thing I see."
"I feel the same about you and Henry. But can it be done..?"
Emma softly kissed Regina again. "We can try."
The Savior led the Evil Queen from the rock she sat on and back towards the town, where everyone...Snow, Charming, Rumple, Red, Henry...everyone stood in a group. Waiting for the blonde and the brunette.
Neither had a clue what they would do, except one thing...
Improvise.
End?
This is a story I had to write. I just feel that Regina is not going to get justice in this world, and all she ever did was go off the script she was given. If I owned OUAT (I don't, ABC does, this is just bad fan fiction), that woman (and a whole lot of others) would have a happy beginning.
Life sucks.