A/N: Hey everyone! This is going to be my first big multichapter story.
I'm really excited to finally get into fic writing. Now that I'm into the semester and Thanksgiving is coming up, I'll probably update this a lot. However, there will probably be no schedule (I know sorry).
Expect some smaller stories coming along the way, but for now, here you go!
Chapter 1
Regina's POV
The Curse
I ran down the road, followed by most of the townspeople, who weren't busy making other preparations. I was watching and following a golden head bobbing among the crowd. I pushed my way through the crowd, hopefully not hurting anyone, but at this point it didn't matter.
I had to get to Emma.
I couldn't just watch her go. I didn't have it in me. I gave her what I thought I could. I gave her memories with Henry. Now a curse was coming that would make them permanent. In order to keep Pan's curse from having horrible effects on the town, I cast my own curse. I did it with one huge sacrifice.
I was watching the woman I had fallen in love with take away my son and my memories.
I was so angry, I noticed that the air around me smelled vaguely of smoke.
"I can give you something. I can give you new memories. Good ones."
"But it won't be real."
"Your past won't. But your future will."
I really had no idea when I had fallen in love with Emma Swan. For all I knew, it could've been the day she showed up with Henry on my front porch. It could've been while fighting for our son's life on Neverland.
She distracted me in every aspect of our lives. Being forced to work with her was a living hell and heaven on Earth every day. Emma brought lunch to the office almost every day now. We talked for hours on end and laughed until our stomachs hurt. Emma made me forget that there was work to be done. I could go for hours on end just thinking about her.
And it was becoming a huge problem.
People were starting to notice that I was distracted. Especially Henry. Henry caught on very quickly to my biggest secret, and now I'm watching him walk away, presumably never to be seen again.
Henry. It struck me now that I would never see him again. Everyone had remained so optimistic, but I knew. I knew that Pan's curse could not be broken, only covered up. This terrible teenaged boy had taken my son from me once, and now he was going to do it again.
Henry was all I had, despite the fact that I wanted more.
I was watching Emma take my possibility of happiness down the road to the door of that little yellow bug.
So I did the unthinkable. I walked to the car; I picked up speed. Now I was jogging, running.
"Emma wait!" The words escaped my lips before they ever crossed my mind.
"Regina, what the-" she started, her hand on the door of the car.
That's when I did it. I leaned into her. She smelled like flowers even in the cold, wet snow of a Maine winter. Our faces were so close, all it took was a small step to close our lips together.
I'm not exactly sure what happened then. The kiss was very tense at first, and I was absolutely terrified. Soon enough though, I felt her returning it slowly. I found myself thanking every god that had ever existed.
The kiss was sweet. Emma tasted like sugar, spun into cotton candy. She tasted like summer despite the bitter cold outside. How could she remain so warm in this cold place. Emma was a beacon of radiating hope, and kissing her instilled a bit of it into me. I started to think about what we could be, if people weren't so judgmental. Then I started to think about other people and their opinions.
That's when the weirdness started. Every memory I had ever shared with Emma flashed into my vision. Everything was there, from the very beginning. I saw our first fight on my porch. I saw the events that followed that led to her becoming Sheriff. I saw Neverland and our son. I saw her risking her life for me a few times. I saw her caring about me. I even saw that damn pirate, but only a few times. The last thing I saw was this exact moment.
When the memories stopped their play-through, I became hyperaware of the other people standing around us. They were all gasping, but seemingly not at the strange exhibit of the Savior kissing the Evil Queen. No, they were gaping at something behind them.
I looked up just in time to see the green smoke of Pan's curse evaporate, the purple of mine remaining. Some part of me registered what that meant, how the curse was broken. Emma and I had actually broken the curse. She was in love with me.
Purple smoke rolled down he road. Everyone was holding on to something, or someone. I looked at Emma, both of us leaning up against the car. Something exchanged between us.
What can you do?
I looked out at the smoke, then back at Emma.
Nothing.
Then I noticed how suddenly everything had gone black.
"Regina..."
A/N: The chapters will get longer. I promise.