A/N Words unsaid is the second installment of my idea of writing scenes between our two ladies as the story unfolds on the series. The first one was called "The things we don't say (but we know)" but it can be read separately since there are only brief one shots linked together as the series progresses.

Disclaimer: I don't own them

As the group walked escorted by Arthur's men Regina clutched the dagger tightly to her side, trying to make it as unnoticeable as possible. With weary eyes she noticed the way the swords of the men that surrounded her looked weary, the scabbards well oiled. Humming and scanning the forest her eyes fell on the tall figure of a particular blonde that was a few steps ahead of her with Hook at her side.

Hook, the mention of the name made her wants to hiss, still furious with the man for his plotting, for deciding that he, a vile pirate, would be able to understand magic. Moron, even she, who had had the Dark One as her mentor, had had problems understanding the most complex spells, a pirate who barely knew how to walk and speak at the same time was useless.

Maybe not exactly useless, she thought, biting the interior of her cheek as she kept her eyes focused on the blonde in front of her.

Hook had been there for Emma, she mused, making a face at the thought. The words Hook had said were precisely the same ones she had tried to make him understand not so long ago when he had tried to summon the blonde, the amount of duplicity of that man was nothing by nauseating.

Closing her eyes for a second she make herself feel the dagger against her side once again, nibbling her lip when she opened them again, the memory of Emma looking at her, confiding in her, still leaving her speechless.

She knew what she was doing of course, making her feel guilty enough to take the dagger since she knew that, otherwise, Regina would have never taken it. They knew each other, much more than what they would want to admit sometimes.

Sighing and smiling briefly at Henry who kept looking at her worriedly she made a tight-lipped smile towards Robin before focusing again on Emma's back. She looked tired, and almost as if she was expecting something. Her moves were jittery, nervous. And didn't look like she had asleep at all.

With a flash she remembered the long nights studying with Rumple as the man insisted that he didn't need sleep. She had thought that that was because Rumple's nature was to sleep as little as possible in order to find what she had later know was a portal to another realm but maybe it wasn't only that.

Shuddering, she thought again on how close they have actually been, not for them, but for Emma. The place, the way everything was, had make her think also on the day she had crushed her first heart. She had felt terror even if she had tried to appear sure of herself. The look on Emma had been exactly the opposite and the shade of coldness that had shone on her eyes for a second had make her think about Rumple, about the transformation that could have been hers if the blonde walking in front of her hadn't…

She clenched her hands, still feeling the magic swirling around her, Emma's voice breaking it with her pleas. It was too much.

Hearing a snicker she looked at a smirking Zelena who winked at her, eyeing Emma and back at her in such a quick motion the brunette hoped that her sister got a whiplash.

"Delightful" The wicked witch mouthed before looking back ahead of her. The form of a castle was already forming on the horizon but Regina kept her eyes on Emma, on how fragile the woman seemed and yet so composed that a part of her could do nothing but feel respect for her.

Magic always came with a price, it was obvious that the dark power was trying to fed on the blonde's sanity. Walking a little faster and leaving behind a still lost Robin Regina walked until she was walking along with the younger woman who looked at her briefly, a soft smile tugging the corners of her lips before making a face and returning to the feverish look she had been sporting since they had arrived.

"Are you ok?" She whispered, and Emma looked briefly at Hook before looking back at her, a soft shake of her head telling Regina more than enough.

"I don't know a lot of the power of a dark one" Regina offered, her eyes seeing the minute signals of power already feeding on Emma's form. "But magic has rules and even it needs to follow them. You are not alone"

Emma's eyes shifted to Regina's right shoulder for a second before looking back at her, a new shade now on her eyes, almost as it was painful to look at her.

"I know that" She whispered through clenched teeth "More or less" She conceded after Regina stared at her and for a second her voice seemed to echo on the tall trees.

"We won't let you down" Said Regina, her eyes widening when she realized that she had indeed said "I" instead of "We"

Emma smiled at that, for a second looking more like the woman Regina had once knew and had actually started to understand and she tilted her head on her direction, something passing between the two of them as she did so. It looked like magic but Regina didn't see anything so she merely smiled a brief smile, looking helplessly as Hook took the blonde's hands between his and marched, leaving her behind.

"Careful sister" Zelena called with a toothy grin "Green is not an easy color to wear"

Regina snarled at her sister as she marched as well, not letting Robin stood next to her when the man tried to talk with her about the other woman's words.

Zelena was wrong of course but, as she touched the dagger once again, careful of being discreet, the only thing that she could think of was the way Emma had looked at her.