Chapter 1

Regina was focused. She was doing a last minute over look of her check book before she headed into the bank. It was perfectly balanced, of course. But, Regina didn't leave anything to chance. She thought every thing thru at least five times. She flipped the pages slowly and analyzed every digit, every word.

Her checkbook went flying out the open window as she screamed out. She wasn't easy to startle, but she had been very focused when someone threw open her passenger door and jumped in.

Regina stared at the mass of blonde curls tossing around in her passenger seat. The woman turned to her and pointed a gun at her face shouting, "GO! DRIVE! DRIVE!"

Regina quickly threw the mercedes into reverse and hit the gas, flying out of the parking spot she had been in. She frowned hard as the gun woman kept shouting for her to go. She slammed the car into drive and tore out of the lot, several cars slamming on their brakes to avoid her path. She gunned it and swerved around slower vehicles as she headed out of town.

Gripping the dash and looking wide eyed terrified out the windshield, the blonde woman shouted, "jesus christ woman! Slow the fuck down!"

Regina rolled her eyes and sped up, "you said go."

After about ten minutes of flying thru the countryside at high speed, Regina eased up on the gas. She brought it down to 55 and sighed heavily, glancing at the blonde. "Is that better dear?"

The blonde looked pale but she nodded, "yeah… fine. Uh, but you need to get back to the interstate. I need to get out of range quick. I robbed a bank."

Regina laughed lightly, "you don't say? I suppose that explains the gun and bag of money you're clutching. Oh, and of course, the way you hijacked me in front of my bank."

Frowning hard, the gun woman waved her gun towards Regina, "yeah yeah, just go to the interstate."

Regina looked at the gun and arched a perfect brow, turning back to the road she shook her head, "do you want to go to jail? Because going to the interstate is exactly the best way to get to jail." At the bewildered look, Regina sighed and watched the road ahead again. "The interstate is the fastest way out of town. Therefore, that's the way you want to take. However, the police know the same thing, idiot. That's exactly where they will be looking for you at."

A look of realization came over the blonde and she nodded, then gestured at the road ahead with what she hoped was confidence, "yeah. Okay, good point. Just, you know, keep going then…"

Smirking, Regina asked her, "so, what's your name?"

"I'm not telling you my name. I'm a bank robber on the run."

"You are a terrible bank robber who would have been caught already if not for my car, and my back road knowledge." She gave the woman a stern look. "My name is Regina Mills."

The woman finally sighed and said, "Emma. Emma Swan."

Nodding in approval, Regina took a left turn and accelerated again, "okay, Miss Swan, let's see if we can get you away from here."

Emma eyed her suspiciously, "shouldn't you be like scared or something? I hijacked your car and kidnapped you. I am a bank robber…"

Interrupting with a shake of her head, Regina rolled her eyes again, "you are a terrible bank robber, don't forget the terrible part. I happen to be in need of a vacation, Miss Swan, so you are in luck. You found a bored woman with a very fast car." Regina smiled at her cheekily, "congrats!"

Emma tightened her grip on gun and money bag, watching the crazy brunette warily, "and you're gonna help me get away with this?"

Regina shrugged, "why not? I'm just a poor hostage, after all. If we fail, you're going to jail and I will go home."

Emma took a deep breath and wondered if she should have just turned herself in…

….

After about two hours of driving, Regina turned into a gas station. It was very well lit and Emma could see security cameras everywhere. She licked her lips and eyed the brunette, "uh, maybe we shouldn't be seen here?"

Regina shook her head and pulled up to a pump, "this car needs gas, Miss Swan. Now, this is what you're going to do…"

Emma shook her head, "what? No! You think I'm getting out? No way!"

"Listen. Get out, take my keys with you. Hang on to them, so the cameras will see them. Tuck your gun into the back of your pants, but 'accidentally' leave your shirt up a little too high to cover it. Then, use my credit card to pump the gas. Finally, go inside, use the ATM and pull out the max amount…"

"You're legitimately bat shit crazy."

Waving off the comment, Regina continued, "shut up and trust me. Get some snacks, I like Doritos. Also get some drinks, no booze, water is fine for me, the good stuff though. Again, use my credit card."

Emma was still confused, but figured if she had the keys, Regina couldn't leave her here, so why not use the mad womans plan? She got out and tucked the gun into her pants, carefully leaving it visible. She kept the keys in her hand and twirled them around while pumping the gas. She made her way inside and noticed the clerk looked terrified already. Emma smirked, apparently just the sight of a gun had this guy shaking.

Emma picked the biggest most expensive water for Miss Priss in her Mercedes, then grabbed a bag of Doritos too. She got herself some sweet snacks and a couple pepsi's. She piled everything on the counter and looked the guy in the eye, "well? Ring this shit up dude."

The man made a whimper noise and held his hands up, Emma was confused but then remembered her gun. She shrugged and said, "the money, please."

Shock was apparent when she got back in the car and had snacks, water, and a bag of money. Regina eyed them then rolled her eyes, "that's excessive, Miss Swan."

Emma smiled and waved her to start driving, "he wanted to give me the money."

Regina laughed lightly, "of course he did, my plans always work. I meant the four little debbie snacks."

Emma looked down and blushed a bit, "yeah, I got a sweet tooth."

"Eating like that, I'm surprised you have any teeth at all."

Emma held up the bag of doritos, "yeah, because these are so much better."

Regina snatched the bag and rolled her eyes, "it's a treat. I don't eat them often."

Emma laughed and they rolled down the road, the sun setting behind them.

Several police officers were huddled around a computer screen, watching all the evidence they had. They watched the blonde walk into the bank, hold up the gun and demand the money. They could see from one camera the car the woman had come in. It took off shortly before the blonde ran out with the money though. They had someone running the plates captured from the outside cameras.

They then switched to a view of a black Mercedes that had been in the lot before the thief showed up. The plates came back belonging to a Regina Mills who often came to the bank at this time on a Saturday. She was like clockwork, apparently. No one even considered her being involved, based on her clean record and clock like timing every Saturday.

They watched the blonde dart out the bank doors and look around frantically, presumably for the get away car that already left. She then set eyes on the Mercedes, jumped in and the car shot off like something out of a car chase movie. Witnesses say the car headed for the main street, then left town on a barely used highway.

They had effectively vanished into the countryside after that. Until a gas station a couple hours away called in a burglary.

They watched as this woman, now identified as Emma Swan, tucked her gun away, holding the poor womans keys the entire time. They watched her casually do some grocery shopping and then ask for the money. This Emma had a lot of nerve to rob a station after robbing the bank and taking a hostage.

The police who were watching the video playback jumped slightly when the doors were thrown open and an incredibly mad looking woman stormed in. She looked around in obvious irritation. "Do you really think that standing around watching old footage will help you find my daughter?!"

The police chief held his hands up in an attempt to calm her, "please! Mrs. Mills, we are working to find her! We know what direction she is headed in now…"

Cora Mills snarled at the sweating man, "you know nothing! My daughter is in the hands of a cold blooded criminal! She could be dead in a ditch by now! If you do not find them soon, I swear to you, I will burn this god damned station to the ground!"

Everyone swallowed hard as the raging woman stormed out. The chief wiped his sweaty head and shouted, "Jones!"

Officer Jones cleared his throat and came closer, "yes sir?"

"I want you to hunt them down. Take a car from impound so you're not so obvious. You're the best we have, you find them. I don't care if you have to chase them from here to the fucking Vatican, do you hear me?!"

Jones nodded and already had started planning, "yes sir. I'll bring them back, safe and sound."

Shaking his head, the chief looked in Jones' eyes intently, "you kill the blonde, I don't care. But, if you want to keep breathing, I suggest you bring Regina Mills back on a well cushioned silver platter. Cora will kill us all if anything happens to her precious angel."

Jones frowned, he had no intention of killing anyone. "I will do my best, sir."

As he sped out of town, now nearly ten hours behind the criminal, he tried to think like this blonde woman would. He hoped he never had to fire a shot, maybe she would just give up?

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Well, it's a start. What do you guys think? Should I continue or no?