Boston - 3 months earlier

The June sun was beaming down on the large city of Boston. People all around were enjoying the beginning of summer. The beaches were open, parks full with children playing around and families having picnics. Summer was always a time to be free and have fun. For some, however, it wasn't all fun and games. For one blonde woman, it was a time to be even more cautious on who she speaks to or where she is seen. More people outside meant more people could recognize her. She fixed her dark shades and baseball cap, she stood from her spot on the park bench and began to walk through the busy streets of Boston. As she walked around keeping her head low she heard people in the distance yelling "watch it" and "look where you are going." She turns back to see what was going on but couldn't spot the source. As she stops to get a better look, about a block down she sees men scattered around wearing all black suits and dark shades. Her eyes widen and she quickly turns back around walking faster than before. When she glances over her shoulder she sees them heading in her direction. She spotted an alleyway and turned down it. She rested against the wall and released a deep breath.

How the hell did they find me?

After a few moments of catching her breath, she pushed off the wall and turned back. Before she could register what was happening she collide with someone and landed on the ground. She quickly recovered and stood in a fighting stance. She froze when she saw a boy on the ground looking up at her. He looked around eleven years old, his hair was a mess, had rips in his clothes, and his eyes expressed deep fear.

"Help me.."

The blonde was frozen, there were people coming for her. She couldn't risk being caught for helping some kid find his parents.

"Please," his voice sounded like a whisper. He quickly stood up and took hold of her hand, "Help me."

"I-" Before she could respond she heard a man yell 'The alleyway! Move in!' Her eyes went wide, she shook her head and began to step back.

"Please."

"I'm sorry. Sorry. I can't." She turned around and ran as fast as she could out of the alleyway and moved to get lost in the busy streets of Boston. The boy remained frozen for a bit, no one was going to help him. No one was going to come for him.

Alone.

He will always be alone, he wiped a tear that slipped by and knew he had to keep moving. He turned around ready to run but ran right into a wall of men wearing black suits. His eyes went wide and he tried to run the opposite way but they quickly got a hold of him.

"Let me go!" The boy tried to squirm away but the men's hold on him was too strong.

"Shut him up already!" One of the men pulled out a syringe from the inside of his jacket. He grabbed the boy by his hair making him hiss in pain as they forcibly tilted his head to the side.

"No, please don't. I'll be good, I promise. Please don't. Tell mom I'm sorry. Please!" The man ignored the young boys' plea for help and inserted the syringe into his neck pushing the fluid into his system. The boy's eyes began to close as he slurred his words until all he saw was black.

Present Day - New York City

"Job is simple. Go into the room, clean it, make the bed and get out. You don't look at anyone. You don't speak to anyone. Understood?"

The blonde woman nodded, "Yeah, I get it."

"Good, it's on the 9th floor. Walk through the office space and there's a door at the very end of the hall. That's the resting room, this is key to get you in. It's a secure room so this is the only way in or out. When you are done, leave the card on the desk closest to the door."

The blonde grabbed the bag of cleaning supplies and the key card, "Got it."

He opened the front door of the tall office building allowing her to enter. She headed to the elevator and once inside clicked on the 9th-floor button heading up. Back outside, the man explaining the job walked over to a row of three black vans parked in the garage across the street. He knocked on the window of the driver side and pulled out a cigarette. The window rolled down and a man in all black tactical equipment greeted the man.

"Well?"

"Our decoy confirmed it, they are on their way over. That chick is cleaning the room. You can just take her out when you set up there."

The man nodded, "Good work Jefferson. Now get out of here before someone sees you."

Jefferson tipped his hat and disappeared into the night. The man rolled back up his window and looked to the passenger.

"Any sights on them yet?"

"No, sir. Still no visual." He nodded and continued to look at the building waiting for his target to arrive.

As the night continued, the blonde had finally finished up the room. As she began to pack up her supplies, the door made the sound that someone had a key and it swung open. She looked up from her spot near the table and saw two people in a heated lip lock. The man was stripping his clothes, to distracted to realize someone else was in the room. He began to kiss the woman's neck, the woman, however, noticed the blonde who looked like a deer in headlights. The woman smirked and placed her index finger on her lips signaling for the blonde to remain quiet. She points to the door and the blonde got the message. She quietly left the room and closed the door behind her.

A Few Moments Before - Parking Garage

"Officer Humbert, we have a visual."

Officer Graham Humbert quickly sat up and grabbed the binoculars and glanced at the side entrance of the building. A black car pulled up and out came the New York State Attorney General. A minute later another car pulled up and the decoy they had sent stepped out entering the building with his security.

Graham smirked and place his finger on his earpiece, "Target has arrived. Suit up."

Doors swung open on cue from all three vans. Four men exited each vehicle wearing the same black tactical suits as Graham. Graham opened up the back of his van and handed out nightsticks and masks that covered up their noses and mouths.

"We go in with the key card left by the janitor, take the photo and leave with the decoy. Take out anyone who sees us in the building. He'll have M.S.S security at the entrance and on his floor. Take them out quietly. We don't leave a mess or any evidence we were there. The camera will be down for only two minutes. I don't want any problems, understood?'

"Yes, sir!" They all replied in unison. He nodded and turned towards the stairs of the garage.

"Move out!"

Office Building- 9th Floor

The blonde sighed as she leaned against a nearby desk. She definitely wasn't expecting to see two people storming in about to have sex. She ran a hand through her long blonde waves, "Was that the Attorney General? Ain't that dude married or something?" She shook her head and glanced around the office space. There were office cubicles everywhere and campaign posters with the Attorney General's face on it. She picked up one of the posters and shook her head, "Governor huh? Good luck with that." As she set down the poster she saw an elderly man struggling with a box in his hands. She set her bag down and jogged over.

"Let me help you with that."

The elderly man smiled wide as the blonde took the box from him. She placed it on the desk and patted him lightly on the back. He smiled back at her thanking her repeatedly. She smiled back and headed to the bathroom. As she was inside, Graham and his men entered the floor. They scattered around taking out the security that was placed on that floor. Inside of the room, the Attorney General was passed out on the bed. The decoy had slipped something into his drink while he wasn't paying attention and before anything could happen he was out cold. The decoy was in lingerie beside the Attorney General waiting for Graham and his team to enter to take the photo. As Graham scanned the area he spotted the old man emptying out a large box. Graham smirked as he whipped out his nightstick and walked over to the man. At that moment the blonde opened the bathroom door stepping out. Her eyes went wide when she sees the elderly man shaking his head with his hands up in surrender to the masked man. The man just laughed and whacked the elderly man over the head with the nightstick. The elderly man collapsed on the ground and began to bleed from his head.

"NO!" The blonde's eyes were wide as she saw the innocent man get hit for absolute no reason. Graham turned towards the blonde. He looked back at the door then at her. Graham knew he had about 12 of his men in the building and he didn't need that many to handle one janitor. He snapped his fingers and four of his men joined him and they headed to the door expecting to find the key card there. No one knew the blonde still had the card in her possession. Two men step forward standing only about three feet from the blonde ready to strike her down. One of them charges forward ready to chop down with his nightstick. The blonde blocks the shot with her forearms. She reaches over with her right hand for the nightstick and twists his arm. She strikes down with her elbow connecting it with his elbow joint causing his arm to snap in two. As he drops down to one knee yelling in pain she brings up her left knee connecting with his jaw and knocking him out. Graham hears the yell of one of his men and he continues his search for the key.

"Finish her now! Enough with the fooling around."

The other guard who was closest to her charges forward hopping up delivering a front kick. The blonde countered by jumping back missing the kick by an inch. She uses that moment to swipe her leg under him knocking him to the ground. Once on the floor, she immediately gets on top of him and rams her elbow to his face causing his head to bounce off the floor knocking him out as well. The blonde scrambles to the elderly man seeing the puddle of blood start to build. She tries to shake him awake but there's no response. Five more of Graham men appeared and were shocked to his two of their own on the ground. They were in a line all holding nightsticks approaching with a bit more caution. The man in the front of the line stepped forward wanting to take advantage of the blondes distraction. He gripped his nightstick and whacks her hard on the back, but she doesn't fall; she barely flinches. She clenched her jaw, her anger building with every moment that passed. The man strikes her once more on the back and she quickly stands up grabbing him by his tactical vest and tossing him into the wall of the cubicle. She saw the row of four more men coming right to her. She uses the nearby desk as support and leaps up landing a dropkick to the chest of the man in the front. He falls back crashing into another one of the men behind him. One comes from behind her and wraps his arms around her torso as she struggles to get out of his grasp. One of the guards got off the ground and punched her in the face splitting her lip. As he moves in for another strike, she uses the man holding her for support and jumps up. She kicks the man in front of her in the chest causing him to fall over a desk. She stomps her foot down on the man's foot causing his grip on her to loosen up. She jams her elbow into his gut hitting the liver making him drop to his knees. She grabs a vase off a desk and smashes it against his head. She turned around hearing more guard coming. Two guard charge at her, one threw a punch which she leans out of while the other connects a side kick to her chest. She stumbles back and they both throw punches missing by a split second as she ducks down. She kicks the man on her right causing him to buckle down to one knee. The man on her left throws a punch which she counters by locking her arm with his and twirling him around. She lifts him up and slams him onto a desk causing it to break beneath him. She sends a sidekick to the man who was still on his knees knocking him out.

Graham and his men were trying to ram the door open when he received a call seeing his boss' caller ID.

"Yes, Chief Hyde."

"M.S.S reinforcements were called. They are on their way now. Get out of there. No one can know we are there."

Graham hung up the phone and yelled in frustration, "Move out! Forget the photo!"

"Sir, what about the decoy?"

"She knows what to do. Move out now!" Graham and his men walked back into the office space and saw all of his men on the ground moaning and groaning in pain. One tried to charge at her again but he slammed his hand down on a desk.

"Enough, move out!" He clenched his fist as he looked right at the blonde, the one night he doesn't have his gun this had to happen. All of his men scrambled up, some almost crawling to the emergency staircase leaving in a flash. The blonde took off her flannel shirt and rushed to the elderly man applying pressure to his head. She felt a light pulse and knew she had to get help. At that moment a swarm of men in tactical vests and some in suits exited the elevator. Some were holding assault rifles while the others had pistols.

"Get the Attorney General now!"

The blonde was getting fed up with everyone focusing on the damn Attorney, "Call a damn ambulance! This man needs help!" One of the men in a suit glanced down at her lowering his gun. "Get MED up here asap." She watched closely as the medics arrived and took him downstairs and placed him in the ambulance. She shook her head as she glanced at the building and knew those men would probably look for her. She quickly walked away disappearing into the night.

Mills Law Firm - An hour later

"Come in."

The office door opens and the red headed woman walked to the front of the large desk. She straightened out her short green dress and cleared her throat. The brunette that sat at the large desk closed the file in front of her and removed her glasses. She sighed as she linked her hands together resting them on the desk.

"Speak."

"Well, Madam. There was an incident at the office building."

"What incident?"

"It appears someone sent another trap who drugged him this time around. It seems there was an attempt to get a photo, but M.S.S prevented it."

The brunette sighed, "God, that man is a handful. Very well. Zelena, make sure it all gets settled. I want Sidney there with M.S.S looking over the footage. I want names."

"Yes, Madam."

The redhead quickly exited the office leaving the brunette a moment to think. However, her peace and quiet ended quickly when an older woman entered.

"Mother. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Now, now Regina. That's no way to greet your mother."

Regina sighed standing from her seat and walked over to her mother. She gave her a quick hug then sat on the edge of her desk.

"What can I do for you?"

"Well dear, I wanted an update. An update on your marriage."

Regina's mood instantly fell at the mention of her now loveless marriage, "What about it?"

"Is Robin happy?"

"Robin is fine Mother. So am I, thank you for asking."

Cora waved her off, "Oh stop making it about you. You know how important this marriage is for us and the firm."

"I know Mother."

"I don't think you do. Robin is the Attorney General of New York City. He is now running for Governor which means that his image is even more important. People need to see that you two are one happy couple. Understand? If you fail with the simple task of looking like a loving wife then there will be consequences."

"Is that so?"

"Very much so dear. You know what they always say, the child pays for the sin of the parent."

Regina's jaw clenched, she gripped the edge of the desk so hard her knuckles were now white, "Do. Not. Threaten my son."

Cora shrugged, "Just stating facts. I was nice enough to give him back to you but do not think for one moment I can't get to him." Her gaze was hard and words cold, "Now I'm off, goodnight dear." Cora left the office leaving her doctor beyond pissed off Regina. She packed up her belonging quickly wanting nothing more than to go home. She headed downstairs and exited the building where her car was waiting for her. She got into the backseat and headed to her penthouse apartment.

Mills Penthouse Suite

Later that night Regina was sitting on the couch with a book in her hands. She heard her door open and close and she slowly closed her book.

"You're up late."

She stood up and came face to face with her husband. She saw that small smile on his face and just wanted to smack it off.

"I have no choice. I have to make sure the mess you made gets cleaned up properly."

He chuckled as she loosened up his tie, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

"You are sorry? You're sorry you feel for another trap all because some whore flirted with you?"

He shrugged, "It doesn't matter. It got resolved."

"Doesn't matter?" Regina chuckled lightly, she once loved this man and he didn't even care for her feelings. She nodded slowly as she stepped closer to him, "You know, I wonder how your son will take the news. His dad has time to go sleep with random women but doesn't have time to see him. He'll be heartbroken."

Robin's face hardened, he grabbed her by her wrist yanking her forward, "You leave Roland alone. You hear me. You hurt him, our agreement ends."

Her face remains emotionless, "You know what I'm capable of. Do not test me, Robin. Keep it in your pants and focus on the damn election."

He steps away from her and sighs, "Just stay away from my son. And make sure they take care of that janitor."

"What janitor?"

"One of the men said there was a janitor who may have gotten a glimpse of my face but she disappeared once I was out of there."

Regina took a deep breath waving him off, "I'll handle it."

He nodded and began to head up the stairs, "Robin."

He stopped and looked at her, "What?"

Her face had an almost evil expression, "That's the last time you'll ever grab me like that. The only reason I haven't ordered M.S.S to remove that hand is because you need it to shake hands with people."

She can see the blood slowly drain from his face, "I'll collect it after the election."

Mills Law Firm - M.S.S Security Room

Sidney Glass was pacing back and forth as he glanced at all the monitors.

"I want to know who tried to get those photos. Run the footage after the two-minute blackout."

The Head of M.S.S Security entered the room and stood by Sidney. They began to watch the footage and stared wide-eyed at the unknown blonde that was beating all the masked man.

"Who the hell is that?"

The Head of Security leaned forward, "Rewind it." The employee did as he was told and started it over. His eyes went wide as he took a step back.

"Agent Booth. What is it?"

"...Swan."

A/N: Okay guys so this is the first chapter of my Swan Queen story. It's based on a Korean Drama I saw on DramaFever called K2. I have a lot planned for this story and I'm excited to write it but I need to know if you guys like it to. So please review and elt me know if you want me to keep up with this story.