(Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon A Time or any of their characters. I'm just a fan looking to explore.)
So I've been away from here for a long time, and this is my first Once Upon A Time fic. I couldn't resist, the character Regina has captivated me with her magic lol. Anyway, I thought I'd try something new and send out a new chapter after every new episode from a perspective not seen on-screen. (All of them, of course, will have Emma and Regina) I may have to juice it up more than they would probably show on TV eventually, which may be a challenge, but that's why we're all here right? Anyway, let me know how I do, especially if there are any silly mistakes I missed . Hope you enjoy.
(Also mostly a T-rated fic at the moment, will move it's way to M at some point)
Emma, Regina, Neal, and Rumpelstiltskin made their was through the brush to the shore with skull rock staring them in the face, but of course, there was no other boat in sight. Regina masked her panic as she gazed down the shore lines, looking for something, anything to get them across.
"There," she shouted discovering another boat a good ways down. She went to bring up her hand to retrieve the boat, but Rumpelstiltskin caught her arm before she had a chance to raise it.
"Don't, if Pan senses any magic close to him he may hurry with his plans for Henry. Save everything you have until we're there. Bae and I will go fetch the boat while you and Miss Swan stay here and make sure no more unwanted company comes to try to delay us.
"Fine," she answered, still not happy Rumple had come along with them. This imp was always out for himself, no matter how much he claimed otherwise, but the more she thought about it, it was probably better for him to be near her so she could keep a close eye on him.
Regina took a deep breath as she turned around and caught Emma pacing back and forth while taking momentary glances toward the unsettling woods.
"No one's going to come." Regina stated, as she shoved her hands in her pockets.
"How do you know?" Emma asked, not masking her concern as well as the formal Queen.
"I've gotten a good feel for these dirty, ungrateful children over the pass few days. Those who weren't at Pan's camp are nowhere near us, so don't worry. You might get that magical intuition one day if you start concentrating better during my training's." Emma stared at her and smirked before turning back to face skull rock.
"What was that look for?" Regina asked taking a few steps up to the so-called Savior until she was standing over her.
"Nothing," she answered casually, but Regina wasn't in the mood for games. She took a glance down the shore line and saw that Neal and Rumple had reached the boat, but were trying to remove a snake from inside it. Seeing Rumple trying to capture the wiggly creature without using magic made her chuckle inside, but she quickly brought her attention back to the blond nuisance in front of her.
"Can you please tell me what that evil grin of yours was about?" Emma glanced over her shoulder as Regina emphasized the word evil and lifted her brow. Although she chose not to make a smart ass remark regarding which one of them was truly evil, it didn't stop her from taking another shot at her.
"Please?" But the cocky way in which Emma questioned her, aggravated Regina, and she threw her hands up as she went to walk away.
"Oh stop it Regina, I was just messing around." Emma started heading toward her. "Did anyone tell you how we captured the shadow?"
"No," Regina responded coldly, annoyed that she wouldn't just answer the damn question. Thankfully, Emma knew her I don't have time for this shit look and went on.
"We had to catch it in that coconut candle Neal had made." Regina motioned her along, wanting her to get to her smirk part of the conversation. Emma laughed slightly, which was probably the first time she had laughed since they arrived on the godforsaken island.
"We were in Dark Hollow, and Neal took out his lighter to light the candle. Of course, he couldn't' get it to work, so Hook butted in and they both went on a testosterone battle to see which manly man could get the candle lit. Now while they were bickering like children, the shadow came and created duplicates to try to destroy us. The two of them were trying to fight off the shadows minions before they ripped off their own shadows, but were having zero success, leaving me alone on the ground with the candle, the lighter lost in the scuffle."Regina cocked her head in amusement, already knowing where Emma was going with the rest of the story, but she thought she let Emma finish, enjoying the cocky grin on her face that was expanding as she neared the end of her tale.
"So there I was, alone, with Neal and Hook slowly being killed, the shadow rallying down on me, and then with one flick of my wrist; fire."
"Well, isn't that something," Regina replied, giving Emma a minuscule satisfied smile. She didn't not want the perky blonde's head getting too big. Personally, she was impressed that Emma was able to create the fire in those circumstance, especially since she was having such difficulties doing so with her dim-witted parents as her audience, but maybe that was the real problem. It wasn't that she couldn't do it with them there, maybe subconsciously Emma was nervous about how her parents were perceiving this new training, conducted by their arch-enemy.
Regina took another look down to see how far off Neal and Rumple were. They were finally moving the boat back toward them, but, of course, as soon as she started mentally preparing herself for their journey across the questionable waters, she heard Neal shriek and jump back. Apparently, there were more snakes.
Regina wanted to kill them right then and there, too much time was being wasted, but she had come this far without hurting or killing any of her traveling companions, she guessed she could keep her cool a little bit longer.
Regina turned back to Emma who was staring hopelessly at Skull Rock. The two of them had come a long way since Emma had first arrived in Storybrooke, and although part of her still hated that Henry's birth mother wiggled back into his life, she knew how much she loved him. The pain of not being able to get to him sooner was sprawled all over the blonde's face, it was exactly how she felt. They both needed another distraction while they waited for the two imbeciles to get back with the boat.
Regina stepped alongside Emma, crossing her arms. She hated that she was told not to use magic at the moment and needed to keep her eager hands hidden away.
"So what was with the male testosterone part of your story?" Emma rolled her eyes.
"Nothing," she answered again.
"Really?" Regina mocked, this part of her tale was obvious as well. "So which one is it?" Emma looked up at her unresponsive. "Oh don't give me that look. Which one of these unworthy fools are you going to pick to be your knight in tacky clothing?"
"Unworthy huh?" Emma shot back, with another small chuckle.
"Oh come on Emma. Neal, although not intentionally was the reason why you went to, and gave birth in, may I add in prison. And Hook, oh unholy magic where do I begin with that one?"
"You're one to talk." Emma responded.
"We're not talking about me, dear. We're talking about two men who might possibly be a part of our son's life; as a male role model. I guess Neal has the up on that, since he's technically Henry's father." But all Emma did was roll her eyes.
"Don't give me that, I have every right to know which one of these fools you're going to pick, Henry's my son as much as he is yours." Emma looked over at her annoyed, shaking her head a few times, but finally answering.
"If you must know who I chose, it was Henry." Regina couldn't hold back her proud villainous smile.
"Wise choice, there may be hope for you yet, Savior."
"Coming from you, wow that means a lot." Emma replied a little too sarcastically.
"You know what Miss Chosen One, your attitude could use some tweaking. You're not the only one living in hell at the moment." Regina walked away not giving Emma's guilty face another look. She was trying to keep her nasty comments to a minimum that whole week, and with the Charmings as her companions that was one of her hardest test she had to date. Didn't she deserve a little credit?
"Regina?" Emma called out as she came up behind her.
"Forget it," she snapped back not giving the so-called Savior the satisfaction of feeling less guilty.
"Seriously Regina," Emma went on as she reached out touching her shoulder. Regina spun around instantly from the contact. "Sorry, " Emma said, eyes wide and taking a step back. "I guess I should know better than to infringe upon your personal space." Regina just stared at her, unsure of how to respond. The physical contact, especially that out of concern wasn't something she felt a lot these days. She took a glimpse toward Neal and Rumple, thanking to herself that they were finally moments away.
"I'm fine," she said, hoping they could just move on from there. She could still feel the imprint of Emma's touch on her shoulder. It had opened something inside her, she didn't think existed anymore, but she nonchalantly shook that feeling away, there was something a hell of a lot more important for them to deal with at the moment. "Let's just go get our son and go home."