Sparks

Once upon a time

Emma Swan & Regina Mills

Summary: Set at the end of season 2 on Hooks ship when they arrive in Neverland. Emma figures out what conjures her magic. Eventual SQ.

I Apologise in advance of spelling and grammar mistakes. This is purely fan fiction and none of the characters belong to me.

Emma stood looking out at the endless black ocean, watching the moons light bounce on the surface. A lone tear slowly slide down her cheek and along her lip, her tongue slowly slid along her top lip collecting the salty drop. Her thoughts were on Henry, alone with those two monsters, one of which had taken away his father and the other who tortured his other mother for hours.

The image of Henry hugging his other mother in what could have been their last moments filled her head. At the time she felt jealous and angry that he had chosen Regina over her but the more she thought about it the more she understand her sons choice. Regina had raised Henry for 10 years when she couldn't. Regina was willing to sacrifice herself so Henry wouldn't be alone. She had proven her love for him and he finally saw the real Regina for who she really was, not the evil Queen but a woman totally dedicated to him, his Mother. She felt sick remembering what she was willing to do in the diner, leave Regina to die to save her family. She took a deep breath and focused her attention again on the ocean in front of her.

Feeling the cool wind on her wet cheeks she wiped away the remaining tears from her face before she glanced at her hands. The same hands that only hours before helped Regina stop the trigger to save Storybrooke. They looked foreign to her, like they no longer belonged to her. The skin was still sensitive and magic still lingered in her tissue, she could also feel something foreign but familiar, something she had felt before.

Creasing her eyebrows in concentration she continued to stare at her hands.

'magic is about emotion, Miss Swan. You have to feel it'

Emma sighed remembering Gold's words.

'feel it'

those two words played over and over in her mind as she continued to stare at her hands. Closing her eyes she took a few deep breaths and focused on her emotions. Anger towards Gregg and Tamara, Anger towards Neal for leaving her, Anger towards her parents for sending her away, Anger towards Gold for his lies and manipulation, anger towards Regina for the curse, for her bitchy attitude, at the way she always looked down on her as though she was vermin, for trying to drive her out of town, for the poisoned apple turnover, for fighting her constantly over Henry, even when Henry was trapped in the mine, Regina still argued, stepping up impossibly close to her, Emma remembered feeling her warm breath on her face and her perfume floating up her nostrils, Emma then gasped feeling a wave of something travel through her body, down her arms into her hands.

Opening her eyes, Emma glanced down at the hands seeing a bright white sparks of light dancing in the space between her hands. Her lips twitched up in a smile before she realised what she was thinking about that brought her magic to life, Regina.

I know the first chapter is short but I just wanted to give you a flavour of what this story will be like.

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