This is my first outlaw queen fanfiction and I'm so excited. This idea just came to me and I thought it would be intersting to write it. Let me know what you think!

A big thanks to my wonderful beta Bethany!

Prince Phillip and his entire team of advisors had sat through hours and hours of meetings, they all agreed something needed to be done with a certain queen who was on the loose. She hadn't done anything yet, but the time it had taken her so far; only meant she was planning something.

They didn't know much about the town called Storybrooke back in the new world. Regina had a son, and maybe even a family, but they couldn't care less about how she had kept her act up the last 28 years. She needed to be punished.

"We all know that she should be executed for the crimes she has committed against the kingdom," a short man with light grey hair spoke from around the table. And everybody nodded. Everyone was present, all apart from the people from Storybrooke. They seemed to have some sort of understanding of Regina. They couldn't risk anything keeping them from giving Regina her punishment.

"Think about your future child," his closest advisor Adam spoke with a hushed tone. He was always so calm. Prince Phillip took a deep sigh. He knew what had to be done. She had no family, not that they knew of. No one who would miss her.

Regina sat in the garden studying her apples, the snow had taken quite its toll on them. She couldn't help but smile at the thought of how she and Henry had used to pick apples when he was just a toddler. He used to take a bite out of every single one of them while she was desperately trying to tell him that every apple tasted about the same. Just for a moment Regina could feel a slight smile on her lips, before it fell and turned into a frown.

The pain in her chest stung again. She was so lonely, and living here with the idiots was getting more annoying every day. A few tears slipped through her masked features. Suddenly she heard a movement behind her. Regina took a deep sigh and dried away her tears.

Then she stood up and turned slightly. The famous thief stood before her, with a frown on his face as well. No one said a word for a few minutes. They just stood there staring at each other.

"Milady, are you alright?" he asked with a soft voice and took a few steps closer. That was enough for her guard to go up again. She straightened her spine and lifted her chin.

"Go back to your son, thief," she spat angrily and planted her gaze onto his eyes. It was harsh, and she hoped it would make the flying idiot go away.

Instead it made him step closer and put a hand on her shoulder. Was he trying to make her kill him or was he just being stupid? She shook herself from his reach and groaned.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" she yelled and she could feel her tears starting to spill again. No...

"I'm trying to comfort you, milady. That's how us mortals do it," he replied stunned by her sudden change of mood.

"Please leave," she whispered through her tears, "I just want to be left alone."

"That's the thing, I can see that you don't," he revealed with a careful smile on his lips. She bit her lip hardly and closed her eyes. Regina didn't know how to put her walls up again or how to get away from this situation. Why couldn't she control her feelings around this man?!

"I just, I miss my son..." she whispered and hoped that he didn't hear it, but of course he did. Understanding flashed over his face. She sat down on the stone floor and pulled her feet to her chest, as far as she possibly could in this tight dress. He sat down next to her, with some space between them.

"I'll just sit here with you, if you don't want to talk about it," he answered with his thick British accent.

"Thank you," she mumbled into her legs. She closed her eyes again and took some deeps breaths. The crying had stopped now.

However the moment didn't last for long, when some guards came running in and the moment Regina heard them, she stood up gracefully and once again put her mask on.

"What do you want?" she yelled harshly. And the fear on their faces, she discovered, wasn't as entertaining as it had been before. She almost felt bad for them, almost.

"Prince Phillip requests an audience, your highness," one of the men said after clearing his throat. Regina lifted an eyebrow.

"Well, if he requests one, I'll have to gracefully decline," Regina replied quickly.

"I think the requesting, was him trying to be polite, your majesty," the other one answered her and bowed. Regina groaned and took a purposeful step forward, before she set off to the great hall of the castle.

"Your majesty, I would like to go with you, if that's ok," she heard the same British voice behind her speak up.

"It doesn't matter if I think it's alright, if I know your type right, you're going to come anyway," she retorted and kept walking in the same old fashioned and regal way. She heard how he chuckled and ran to catch up with her. How she hated that stupid thief.

From the moment the doors opened she felt everyone's gaze pierce through her. She was used to it. Regina shook the cold feeling off with her shoulders and continued to walk towards the middle of the hall with Robin by her side. Regina's eyes fell on the crowd of people, the annoying young prince who's name she couldn't remember and some other old snobs. Their faces wore a cold, blank feature, but she could tell something was up.

"What's all this about?" she asked harshly.

"Regina-" the prince tried.

"It's 'your majesty' to you," she shot back. She saw the prince's face change completely into something she recognized, she had seen it in the mirror ever since Daniel had been killed. It was hate. Oh, something was definitely up.

"We have called you here to make a statement about your punishment for the crimes against this kingdom," he declared and she felt the anger boil in her veins.

"Excuse me?" she spat, "Is this a joke?"

"I'm afraid not," a man behind the prince responded with a smirk.

"Wait, you cannot do this," Regina heard Snow call from behind her. Snow would never give up on her, she realized that now.

"In fact, I can. And I will."

"Phillip, this is a democracy!" Snow raised her voice and the entire hall fell silent. Snow came up to stand by her left side. Oh, that was his name.

"I rule a kingdom as well, we've dealt with Regina a long time ago and it is not acceptable to punish her for what she did back then, now," Snow said and now her voice had changed. There was determination and love in it.

"I don't see that as something you can decide by yourself," Phillip said coldly, "She will be executed as quickly as possible. And our problems with Zelena will disappear with her."

"Are you sure that won't just make things worse?" the thief said and Regina bit her lip. She had forgotten about his presence. The prince and the crowd behind him snorted.

"There has and always will be a problem with her, she's the evil queen!" another man yelled behind Phillip and Regina felt that same sting in her heart as she did earlier. She would be dead and Henry wouldn't even know.

"No one will miss her, she has no family," Phillip said calmly.

"You know that's not true," the thief spoke up, to Regina's surprise. But Phillip was right. She was alone.

"What? A stepdaughter she's been trying to murder until recently, and a son we haven't even seen any proof of."

"That's my grandson you're talking about," David finally spoke and Regina had to roll her eyes. Where had he been all this time? Behind his princess?

"Nevertheless, she's going to die. She has no family," the prince said once again.

"Yes, she does. She has a husband. And a little five year old waiting in the woods," Robin spoke and Regina wanted to object, but she bit her tongue. He seemed to have a plan.

"This is not a subject I believe has been brought up before," the prince laughed mockingly and Regina wanted to choke the living hell out of the idiot.

"Maybe that's because we're afraid, what people might do to our son. He's five years old, and he doesn't deserve to suffer because of the wrath his mother once had," Robin revealed and Regina turned her head to look at him. She stared at him in silence, amused. Before anyone could say anything else he took her hand and seemed to pull something from his pocket. He lifted his hand to reveal a wedding ring.

"We have a family, and you expect me, a man with his soul belonging to someone that everyone thinks is evil, to raise him alone? We've been by each other's sides the past 28 years, and never once has my love for her been a lie."

"You expect me to believe whatever you're pulling out from your butt, Mr. Locksley? And that she's not controlling you?"

"No, I expect you to not leave this poor five year old waiting for his father to come home and leave him motherless. It's been hard enough trying to keep this a secret, but he misses our normal life in the other world."

"This is something you need to take into consideration," Snow pleaded. Regina felt herself speechless. If anyone in the royal court found out the thief was lying, they might execute him as well. Was he really willing to take this chance?

"Whilst you do that, I believe my son wants to see his mother, and we want to take a trip home to him," Robin dragged her with him and they headed for the door, away from all this.

"Wait!" the prince yelled and they stopped and turned, "And you really expect me to believe, that you're going home to your son? How do we know you're not lying and going to just run away immediately?"

"You think I'm lying?" Robin gasped slightly, "I would never!" Regina fought the urge to smirk in the lips and once again he dragged her towards her door. What the hell just happened? she kept asking herself.

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