"Mom?"

Everything went still for a minute. Her hand was stilled buried in Snow's chest just waiting to pull out her heart and crush it. She'd waited so long, more than three decades for this moment, only to be interrupted by her son. She reluctantly pulled her hand out of Snow's chest, heartless, and turned to face her Henry. When her brown eyes made contact with his green she immediately felt a burst of light. In one second she could remember every bedtime story, Sunday morning pancake, and hug she'd ever had with him. This was her son. She loved him. But as much as she wanted to hold on to that light… the curse was stronger. In less than a second every temper tantrum passed through her mind. Every fight, every rejection, every time he had stripped of her of the title of "mom" and given to that little blonde curse breaker. She could feel it all at once and the pain of it wasn't going away.

"Oh! So now I'm your mom?" she said stepping over Snow's unconscious body. She stalked towards him in all her Evil Queen glory. "I thought that title went to Emma now?"

"What?" said Henry. The only time he had ever seen his mother this way was in the book. But a still picture couldn't capture the terror that stood in front of him now. In evil queen mode he could swear his mother looked two feet taller. It was like all the rage the in the world had settled inside her and it was just bleeding out. The tension in the sheriff's station was thicker than butter. "What do you mean? What are you doing?"

"Well I was about to complete a lifelong dream before you interrupted…again." She said sarcastically. Regina couldn't believe that she had allowed her revenge to go unfulfilled due to this boy. He had never loved her the way he was supposed to.

"Mom stop. This isn't you." Or maybe it was, he thought. The curse began to seep its way into his heart. All the times he asked for the truth and all the times he had begged her to change she had never truly come through. She always reverted. "But I guess I'm not surprised," he said. "Every time you try to change you always slip."

Regina felt her anger rise again. "How dare you! The only reason I even tried to change was for you to love me but I could never be good enough for you! You only had room for one mom in your heart and as soon as you found out we weren't blood you decided that it would never be me."

"I'm so sorry I didn't want the hands that slaughtered hundreds of innocent lives cutting the crusts off my sandwiches!" yelled Henry. "You are the Evil Queen! And as soon as I found that out I knew there was no way that you could love me no matter how much you tried to prove it!"

"And you, my son, are an ungrateful little brat!" Regina seethed. "Do you have any idea how much time and effort I spent trying to raise you! I fed you, I clothed you, I soothed you after every pathetic nightmare and sickness! And what do I have to show for it? Your constant rejection! I adopted you because I thought if I loved you enough maybe you would love me too. Henry you were supposed to be the one piece of light of in my life but instead you've caused me more pain than anyone in the world!"

"I caused you pain?" said Henry with a shocked look. How dare she ignore everything she had done to him? She always loved to play the victim. "Have you even thought for one second about the emotional trauma you have caused in my life?! For ten years you imprisoned me in that tomb of a house with no company but yourself. I never had any friends because you were so busy striking fear into the hearts of everyone in town that no one would risk coming to our house. And when I finally break away and find my birth mother, my real mother I should say, you immediately try to chase her off because of your own insecurities. And when she was strong enough to stand up to you your only solution was to kill her but- oh wait- that didn't work out because you almost killed me instead!"

"That's because your idiot charming genetics thought that the only way to prove the truth was to put yourself on a gurney!" screamed Regina. "My god! You and Snow and Charming and Emma have a hero complex the size of Texas and I am so sick of having to save your asses when that bravery almost kills you!"

"Well guess what? That won't ever have to be your problem again because as of right now I am through with you!" said Henry. And in that moment he had never meant anything more in his entire life. With this anger everything was finally so clear. She had never loved him and never could. She was the evil queen. Not his mother. There would be no more second chances for her.

She almost wanted to hurt him. To incinerate him on the spot for being so ungrateful. But she couldn't. The tiny spark of light in her heart wouldn't allow it. "Get out." she growled. "And make sure I never have to lay eyes on your face again."

As he left the police station she watched him. She could almost feel a drop of sadness in her soul but she didn't focus on it. Instead she lit a fireball in her hand. She had a snowflake to melt.