Appearing outside, I went back into town. "You can't stop this. True love doesn't exist in this book."

Looking up, I saw the author. "You. You caused this." Reaching forward, I tried to wrap my hands around his throat. Of course I failed.

"That won't work. I can't be harmed here. As you see, your kiss has no effect on Emma. You're both forced to live separate lives even though you got a taste of how it is to be together. At the bell's final ring, everything is set in stone." With that, he vanished.

I need to find a way into that wedding. From the sound of it though, I won't be allowed in because I have no invitation. "What is it my Queen? You seem rather uneasy."

"I am. I need your help. Would you give your life to help me?"

"Of course Your Majesty. You saved my life it's only right that I help save yours. What can I do for you?"

"Get me into Queen Emma's wedding. I plan to make an appearance that won't soon be forgotten.

XXX

Time for the wedding came and I waited until everyone was inside; guards included. I kept my distance but still had the ability to see into a window. My footman would motion when it would be time for me to come in. Crashing a wedding by riding in on a black horse, how cliché'' can I get? I'll be damned if I let the author get away with this. I don't know how, but I'll get my Emma back and we'll raise Henry together.

My footman motioned me in and I charged for the church doors. "Sorry I'm late."

"Regina." Emma's face lit up.

"What are you doing here witch?" Killian's voice was laced with venom.

"Oh get off it. I'm here to take your bride to be and take her for myself."

"You will not take her! I won't allow it!"

"Oh but dear, I already have taken her." My voice was a purr and Emma's cheeks burnt. "Shall we dear? You said there was something I could do, and I am. I may not be able to get us back to our world, but I can be happy in any realm as long as you're by my side." Dear God Snow has washed off on me.

"You came for me." Taking my hand, Emma pulled herself up to sit behind me.

"Of course I did." Racing out of the church, I circled it with fire to keep everyone from following us. Once we were out of the village, I slowed down.

"What did you mean by 'our world'?" Emma kept her arms tightly around my waist and her cheek on my back.

Suddenly I felt like Henry. Henry. Our son. We'll never see him again. "This life isn't real. A distort author rewrote our story. He trapped us and you finally told me how you really felt. After that, he changed our story. As far as I know, we no longer have a son. I'm no longer Mayor and you're no longer my Sheriff." Emma stiffened behind me. "Are you alright?"

"H-Henry, right? Our son? And the town is Storybrooke?"

"Yes. All of it. Are you remembering?"

"I'm the Savior." Her voice became stronger.

Stopping, we slid off the horse. "You remember everything?" I held Emma's shoulders.

"Yes."

"Please let this work." Pulling her close, I placed a hard kiss on her lips." Deepening the kiss, we heard the author.

"No! Damn it! This wasn't supposed to happen!"

Xxx

Once the kiss broke, Emma and I were in my office. "Regina," Emma let her forehead rest against mine. "You broke the author's curse."

"No, we did. But," leaning back to pull something out of my pocket, I smiled. "I no longer need this." Emma's brow furrowed. "The author disobeyed the laws of an author and the pen chose a new host."

"So, he wrote that I was going to marry Hook?" All I did was nod. "I'm going to punch him in the face."

"No need." Walking to my desk, I started writing on a spare piece of paper.

Once upon a time, the one who disobeyed the laws never wrote again. He was banished from storybrooke so he could never hurt anyone again.

Wrapping her arms around my waist, Emma rested her chin on my shoulder. "Aren't you going to write something about us living happily ever after?"

"There's no need to." Turning my head, I kissed Emma's cheek. "I know we'll live happily ever after no matter what is written."