Author's Note: Hello and thank you for your interest in reading this story – I hope it won't disappoint you…

That being said… Please take in consideration that I am not a native English speaker and I am taking my firsts steps as a writer (pseudo-writer) of fiction and really anything else… I don't have a beta, and have no idea where to get one of those (wink… wink... anyone interested?) Please read and review if so inclined, constructive criticism welcome and appreciated.

This is f\f between Emma Swan and Regina Mills. I have stopped watching the show in early season two after wwhich I have enjoyed it vicariously through fanfiction and youtube scenes and tributes.

I don't own OUAT and am I not making a prophit of this in any way so please don't sue me I don't have anything anyway. And now finally … The Fic

With a little help from her friends

Half an hour… She had been siting there staring at her blank notebook for half an hour and nothing.

She knew it wouldn't work, she didn't even know why she even bothered to try... Back then, back "home" she never dared to keep a diary… She could not afford it, as a young girl, to let it fall into the hands of her mother, as a queen, in the hands of any of her enemies specially that awful imp… And here it just didn't make sense... She had kept logs, notes even ledgers over the years and of course she had Henry's baby books volume 1 to 55…

When the oversized cricket suggested that she should write down her thoughts she had dismissed it instantly, but so much had happened since then, and she just needed a way to let it all out…

Well, know that she was desperate enough to try, nothing came out... She even got a glass of a famous cider and when that did not work, she was well on her way to half a bottle…

Maybe if she thought of it like a letter to someone.. but who? Not like she had ever had any friends...

Write to the cricket maybe? "Dear Archie, despite being the only one truly invested in helping me, everyone still accused me of killing you.." yeah right... So maybe not to the deceased bug…

Malleficent… Well she was her one and only… friend? Frinemy? Lover?

Their relationship had not been easy or simple to define... Maybe foes with benefits… Still if she were here they would certainly not be talking, whatever they had been to each other was primal, emotional, physical... felt not discussed.

Her father maybe... But he had been so weak, so vulnerable, why confide and add to his troubles... Also, she didn't she herself ever talking about THIS with him.

So that leaves Daniel… But how could she say what she needed to him of all people... She looked down to the paper and wrote "I'm sorry" well she sighed... that was start…

«I'm sorry, my dear Daniel I am so sorry… I dare not ask for your forgiveness because I know that I do not deserve it. After all that we have been through, after what your love for me did to you...My God how can I let this happen? How can I allow myself to feel like this way... And for her of all people! I suppose there is some poetic justice or cruel irony that the Two Idiots spawn would bring me grief.. She is so.. you.

She is stubborn, fierce, passionate about her beliefs, stupidly set on believing in love and in the best that is at the core of every possible human. That love and justice will always eventually prevail, see where THAT got us both... When did I ever got justice without having to forge it myself with the heat of revenge.. Pity, compassion are worthless compared to fear. People respond to fear, obey it, they will let you be because they do not DARE facing your wrath…

But I suppose you would somehow approve of her... hell, she could almost be you incarnated, but is she is also less tempered, less wise than you were, but of course you had seen such a different world.

Your last word to me "Then love again" don't seem to leave my spirit. Did you really mean them? How can I know for sure? If it were the other way around I would have told you the same so as to spare you a life of loneliness… but I wasn't lonely I had Henry… Well until that disgusting woman gave him that stupid biased book! I actually read it and no wonder he hates me now... You know I was never a saint, especially after they took you from me…» the wording became increasingly blurred from her tears. She looked what the paper gave it a kiss, then smiled for her foolishness and tossed it to the fire. After downing the rest of the bottle to numb her, she put out the fire and went upstairs to sob herself to sleep.

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In a Heavenly realm, Daniel looked into the lake of life a single tear getting mixed with its waters… «My fair Regina» he thought « so many troubles in one single heart... don't worry my love I WILL bring your happy end» he was awaken from his thoughts by a familiar voice "Hello Horse boy, are you deaf now?!" he smiled despite the insult… there were only three other people coming to this lake to see the same person... "Malleficent, I didn't see you coming... Have you come to watch Regina today or do you miss Her-Highness-in-a-Coma? She sure seems to be enjoying Asian takeout in this world..." She gave a low dangerous smile "Well, at least it's good to see that my humour is rubbing off in you... but that said, it's none of your concern"

Their relationship had evolved little by little after she was slain as a dragon. It was hard at first, too much jealousy and anger on both sides, but their common affection for Regina had brought them closer.

"We have to do something... We have to get all together, I have a plan!", "You do know that getting into a few rounds of funny business with one princess, does not give you the right to boss around real royalty don't you?" But still she puffed herself to go find help.

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Emma came home exhausted, Henry was asleep at a friend's house, and her parents were thankfully on a date and had told her not to wait up «as if » she had thought at the time. All in all, she was thankful that she was home alone happy to enjoy the unusual silence that lingered on the apartment. After she grabbed a bite to eat, took a relaxing hot shower and went to bed feeling herself succumbing to sleep almost immediately.

She entered her favourite café in Boston, ordered her usual and sat at the corner booth with a view of the street, a tall handsome man approached her "Hello may I join you?" he looked somewhat familiar but she couldn't place him..

Had they meet before? And suddenly it hit her.. How the hell was she in back in Boston? The last thing she remembered was browsing some sites on her smartphone in bed before setting her alarm and going to sleep back in her apartment.. in Storybrook..

The man had sat anyway without expecting a response and seemed to be waiting for the recognition of her surroundings to set in… "My name is Daniel, you may have heard about me.. I.. I was with Regina.." she gritted her teeth remembering his last encounter with her son.. But to be fair he was under a curse so he couldn't be totally accountable... either way she still didn't have to want his presence… "Look, I am pretty sure that this is a dream 'cause.. Well I'm not supposed to be in Boston and, ah… you are supposed to be dead... no offense", the young man smiled "None taken. I am sorry to intrude upon your dreams but I must talk to you", she could sense his smile was genuine and his intentions, whatever they were, didn't appear to be bad, she could see, looking into his eyes why a woman like Regina would be attracted to him, a realisation that seem to upset her although she didn't know why… "Why on earth do you need to talk to me? It's not like we ever meet.. Besides if you have any sort of message for Regina, I must tell you it's not like we talk much, so you might as well go find some other messenger". Daniel smiled, she seemed put off by his apparent concern with Regina, which all things considered, was a good thing.

"Look dear..", "Oh no you don't, you do not dear me! Regina can pull that endearment off you don't" this time he genuinely laughed " I see what she sees in you! Look… I'm sorry, and first and foremost I must apologise for what happened with Henry... I really was not myself" she squared her shoulders and replied tersely "I guess it wasn't really your fault so don't apologise.. But if you EVER .." he put his hands up and nodded his understanding, so she didn't feel the need to finish the sentence.

"So talk.." he knew he didn't have much time, so he simply said "Look we don't have much time.. But don't worry we will see each other again very soon. Until then just please try to give Regina a chance.." but before he could finish his sentence he started to fade and for some reason one of the baristas started to sing Kate Perry's Hot and Cold..

She was started awake by her radio blasting the song she was hearing in her dream. That was a hell of a weird dream.. she wondered what he had meant by giving her a chance.. maybe it was simply her subconscious feeling guilty for not allowing Regina more time with their son, lately she had been considering that part of her reasons were more related to not disappoint her parents than really beliving that it was the right thing to do… She got up to start her day.