A/N Long story short; I was asked to do a second part. Here it is the prompt I was sent;

SQ Prompt: Sequel to "And then she looked at me" - Regina returns to her castle after visiting the 'Dark Swan'. Emma manages to get free from Rumplestiltskin's prison cell and goes in search of Regina. Bonus points if there is smut, but it's up to you.
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The glass on the window rattled, disturbing the silence the former war room had been immersed in. Torches flickering; the shadows on the walls scurried away as Regina, not for the very first night that evening, let out a slow sigh that hung above her head while she shook it. Fingers still sprawled over the thick tome she had retrieved from the dust-covered library of the castle, she narrowed her eyes at the whispers her magic produced, traveling up her ears from her shoulder blades in a maddening murmur.

Ever since returning to the castle her magic had started to work erratically; ice and fire frosting and biting into her flesh every time she wasn't actively working against it, containing and reshaping it as she tried to think on the almost-marking her wrist now sported. The vague shape of something, someone, who kept her awake nights like the one she was now in; stormy, long, electric.

Grunting at the way her mind replayed the moment Emma had softly kissed her skin before asking a question she hadn't been able to answer, Regina refocused on the book between her hands, glad Henry had finally admitted defeat and had go to sleep to the chambers that once upon a time had been hers. Not like, she had said with a tired drawl Henry must have seen through in a second, she was going to get that much sleep.

And she hadn't. Ever since returning from the cells, Emma's magic coating her skin, her essence still making her mind reel every time she thought on her, her nights had become even more sleepless than before. Questions ricocheting against the walls of her mind; Regina had started reading through countless of texts, fangs and cold, dark, compelling magic, filling the moments in where her eyes fell, tiredness winning, for a small time, the battle.

Another whisper, just a hair closer than the first, woke her up from her reverie, making her swallow and blink as she realized her eyes had watered due to the lack of blinking. The heavy atmosphere of the former war-room felt even stronger around her, constricting her as she breathed. Or tried to.

A clanking sound made her look back towards the trembling window, thousands of tiny droplets of rain filtering the grey light that came from outside casting tremulous dots on the floor. Floor in where the shadows kept moving as Regina glanced at them, magic suddenly covering her vision.

"Buh."

Emma's voice reached her like a heavy rain, covering her head entirely and drowning everything but the cackle the echoed on the back of her mind, the whisper growing until it enveloped her, twisting her stomach as she gasped for air…

Only for her sight to come back just as from the very shadows Emma's silhouette appeared out of thin air, droplets of magic glistening on her, ink-like substance clinging to her fingers as she tilted her head to her right, just enough for her now white hair to cover half of her face.

"I was hoping you would invite me."

The nonchalant way in which Emma spoke didn't betray the slow smirk that parted her face, her lips as red as ever against the paleness of her skin. She wore the same leather clothing than the one Regina had seen on the cell but, unlike there, her movements weren't restrained. Sauntering towards her with one long stride, the blonde hummed and Regina found herself responding to the magic that circled her, standing and straightening her back until her eyes were looking into Emma's.

The book thudded against the floor.

"How…" She blurted, her magic settling inside of her as Emma's own power receded.

Chuckling softly while raising her left hand, the other woman called for a small key that once upon a time could have been copper but now laid covered in rust and reddish stains that smelt like drying blood. Another blink and the key was gone, replaced by Emma's hand reaching for Regina's.

Something the former queen found herself unwilling to stop.

The touch casted the same goosebumps she had experienced back in the cell, the same chill running up and down her back as Emma hummed, nails raking her pulse point before she retreated, hiding her hand behind her back.

"They thought I was the savior." She finally replied, a wicked grin adding the rest.

Swallowing the bitter follow-up question of who was she then, Regina jutted out her chin, narrowing her eyes and trying her best not to focus on the sharp teeth that she could still see on the other woman's mouth. Something she failed at and something Emma picked it up as she licked the underside of those, venom seeming to coat her tongue for a moment before Regina managed to tear her gaze away.

"You know, however, that I'm something else. Don't you?" It was the same purring tone, the same that kept Regina unable to answer as she stared, watching as Emma approached the window and opened it with one single movement, magic creeping out of her in a flutter. Sparks cascading through her fingers. "I'm something else and you are the only one who sees it."

The smell of ozone filled the room; a mix of the magic present on the air and the storm outside. Cold found its way in as well as the rain that kept on pouring, not finding any resistance now on the window's glass.

"Why are you here?"

The question, her voice, rung strange on Regina's ears. Far too breathy perhaps; less of the mayor she had become, the queen she had once been and more like the woman who had seen the other stab the darkness that threatened to kill her without a second thought, hot tears falling down her cheeks as Emma, the blonde-haired one, turned and glanced at her, two words written on her eyes, on the way her bottom lip wobbled just as the magic pulled her up, swallowing her whole.

The present Emma, however, stared back at her with slightly dropped eyelids. A promise on them Regina found herself craving even before deciding what that could mean. For her, for them, for both.

Walking back towards her but not coming as closer as before, Emma eyed her with a cocked head, lopsided smirk in place in where the fangs were painfully clear against the light of the more than ever trembling torches. As they have been back on her cell, Regina didn't feel scared, not really, as Emma laughed yet again.

"Why shouldn't I?" She replied after chuckling, her magic dirty white against the black leather on her arm, dripping almost as she rose it, long fingers kneading the very same air in front of Regina. "I had the feeling you had missed me when you visited me."

Which it was true, Regina thought, swallowing and willing her legs to move, circling Emma and being her the one who approached the window this time. Urging it to close, Regina sighed and called for her magic, throat seizing as she felt her power returning to her with dizzying quickness.

"I didn't know you were there." She finally decided on answering to the question she hadn't answered back at the cells.

"Did you know I was here, Regina?"

Emma's eyes flashed the moment she turned to look back at her, the same dirty white sparks illuminating the eyes that now seemed darker than before. Green bleeding out of them, the white-haired woman hummed as Regina spoke again.

"If I had I would have been there sooner."

It wasn't a lie. She would have. She had tried to find Emma time and time again until her lungs had felt like bleeding, tears falling as she tried spell after spell, potion after potion.

And during that time they had known.

Anger settling back where she had tried to uproot it, Regina took a step closer to Emma, forgetting momentarily everything except the fact she was finally able to see the other woman. To touch her.

The thought came so quickly it momentarily left her breathless just as Emma laughed mirthlessly.

"I know you would have." Cupping her chin in a movement so quick it became a blur, Emma closed the remaining distance only to halt for a second. "I still know when you are lying."

It was a millisecond but that was everything it took for Regina to blink and see the woman Emma had been peeking through the seams, a more human version of the one that now kept staring at her, closer than ever and oozing magic. Letting out a sob and channeling her own magic, Regina hugged the younger woman, the hug she had thought on giving her the moment she found her, muttering expletives of how she couldn't leave Emma alone for a second before the former blonde did something stupidly heroic. The words, however, failed her; it weren't the ones she wanted to say anymore after all.

It would be easy to say that it was Emma the one who kissed her but, honestly, it was she who crashed her lips against the vampire. Her magic exploding and breaking her skin in rivulets of electricity that seared her flesh in a second, her eyes closing just as Emma's hands closed around the clothing on her chest.

Hissing, she let Emma kiss her a second time, window rattling as the atmosphere on the room grew more charged, magic pouring out of them

"I want you."

"I've missed you."

"I love you."

A/N For the ones that may remember the vid they released back at S5 with Emma on Rumple's cell and that poor guard I'm taking that as the "canonical" way she used to escape on this story. Just in case someone caught on that!

PS: Should I add the smut or nah? I wrote for the Belice fandom; some of all that "sex-with-fangs" must still be inside of me one way or another lol Let me know :P