A/N: Without further ado I give you chapter two... Enjoy! Thanks for all the support!

Regina had been benched by Emma and she didn't like it one bit. The fact that Emma was going to face the Evil Queen without her frightened her. Ever since the blonde had been having visions about her demise, she seemed to have a death wish. She didn't care that she was about to die, she acted like she had made peace with it. But Regina wasn't ready to lose her just yet, not so soon after losing Robin.

She wasn't ready to raise Henry alone, surely not with her evil half still around. It was funny how the Queen had been right that there had been a time when she wanted nothing more than Emma to stay away from her son and now she couldn't picture a future without the blonde in it. Over the past years they had been through too much, they cared deeply for each other and she liked to have her around. She was good for Henry and she was the only one that truly understood some of her darker parts.

They had been gone some time already or was she just being impatient and hadn't it really been that long? Regina paced up and down the small suffocating living room. At moments like these she longed for her mansion, there was always more than enough space to never feel suffocated. Her eye caught the sleeping form of Snow and suddenly she felt protective of the brunette she had once - what seemed like a lifetime ago - called her stepdaughter. Although she never had any motherly feelings towards her.

Regina groaned, why was her dark half so much cleverer than she. The Queen had been one step ahead the entire time, nevertheless the sword had startled her. She hadn't been expecting to be hurt by it or had she not been expecting Emma to be the one to hurt her? Or was Regina the one that had been surprised by the latter? She groaned again, thinking about it, trying to make sense of it at all only made everything seem that much more complicated!

She had been surprised that Emma had lashed out without thinking about the consequences until after she had done it. She knew deep down that Emma would never intentionally hurt her but still... she could have and the blonde knew it. The concern she had shown immediately afterwards made up for her brief foolishness, Regina couldn't help but smile at herself. For a split second she had been afraid that Emma didn't care for her or her wellbeing but she did, she was just angry and frustrated... Like they all were.

Why was it that the Queen always seemed to know what Regina was thinking and feeling? Would it work the other way around or had she been right when she said that Regina was the weaker half because she didn't want to tap in that dark energy... The brunette closed her eyes and tried to feel or think what the Queen was thinking. Had Emma been successful? Her heart beat fast from excitement or was it fear? No it was definitely excitement. But how? Why? If Emma had gone to defeat her, why was she feeling excitement? Oh no... Regina feared the worst, the Evil Queen had defeated Emma? That couldn't be right, could it?

"Henry!" Regina called out and her son immediately bolted down the stairs.

"Mom, what's wrong?!" His concerned expression was the perfect mirror image of his mother's.

"I don't know, but something is... we need to go!"

In no time they made their way over to Granny's, where they saw David and Hook but no Emma. When she heard them say they had no clue where Emma was something inside of her snapped! Idiots! Why had she listened to Emma? She should have known better than to trust those two by now!

Did they even know Emma? How could it be that neither her father nor her boyfriend had any idea where she could have gone?! Didn't they talk at all? They were living together, how was it possible that he didn't even know Emma's secrets? At this moment he confirmed Regina's previous thoughts about Emma being too good for him! She now understood why he had this weird connection with David, they were both idiots with a hero complex but no actual clue of how to be one. She felt a headache coming on, then out of the blue an idea struck her, she knew exactly what she was going to do.

Their connection! She left brusquely and went to her office where she knew the Queen would be, celebrating her latest victory. Why she hadn't thought of this before...

Regina strolled into her office where she saw the Queen all but assaulting Aladdin and enjoying a cocktail.

"Having fun in my office?"

"Well, as a matter of fact, I was about to." The Queen said while touching Aladdin inappropriately.

Regina rolled her eyes at herself and wondered why she had been like that, incapable of loving anyone but always taking advantage in any way she could. Using her sexuality trying to fill the hole in her heart. But she didn't have time to dwell on that, she had more important things to do.

Save the Savior! Save Emma.

Regina indulged the Evil Queen a little, her plan slowly unfolding. Again the Queen let no opportunity pass by to remind Regina how much she had always wished to get rid of Emma. Well, that was in the past... what she wanted more than anything at this very moment was getting Emma back.

"Yes, I... may not be able to get a hold of that genie lamp but you're right... We are the same person, which means you're not the only master of the lamp." Regina watched as recognition dawned on her evil half's face.

"No."

"Yes." Aladdin sounded surprised but in a good way.

Regina turned towards him and said "Genie of the lamp, I wish to be sent to the same place as Emma Swan." She felt exhilarated, she had no idea where she was going to end up. She had no plan, no weapon, nothing. Just her wish to get to Emma, to bring her back. And even though she had nothing, she was unafraid, she had hope that in the end everything would turn out just fine. She smiled and closed her eyes and when she opened them she was standing in the middle of a forest.

She felt proud of herself, it had worked. Or at least it seemed it had, because Emma was nowhere to be seen and although Regina had no idea where she was going to end up, the middle of a forest wasn't it. But Emma had to be close, that was what she had wished for. To be where Emma was.

"Em-ma!" Regina tried, but got no answer. "Emma!"

She heard something and turned her attention towards the road. It took her only a second to recognize the whistling dwarves and she was very happy, surely they would know where to find Emma. She ran towards them, even more ecstatic.

"Hey! Heeey, dwarves! I'm looking for Emma. Have you seen her?" Regina sounded more hopeful than she had ever in her entire life. That's how confident she was everything was going to be alright.

The dwarves just stared at her as if they had just seen a ghost and Regina wondered if maybe they hadn't understood her, so she tried again. She repeated her question slower this time. However, it wasn't that they hadn't heard or understood her, they were afraid of her... of the Evil Queen. She tried to explain she wasn't her anymore, but to no avail. They ran for their lives, yelling something about warning them and a war not being over. It was a blow to the gut, it had been a long time since she had experienced people being afraid of her like that. How had she ever enjoyed it? It was a mystery.

She knew that if she were to find Emma she would have to do it alone, no one was going to help her. She understood now that she was in the Enchanted Forest but a fake one. One where she was still known as the Evil Queen, that somehow she hadn't been able to curse them. That meant that Emma had grown up with her parents and had never become the Savior.

It was probably safer to stay away from the main road, Regina made her way back into the trees and went in search of Emma. She had been walking a short distance when she encountered a statue, a large one. With a heroic looking Charming and Snow, apparently they had defeated her on that spot. She couldn't help but chuckle, as if...

That's when she heard...singing. The voice was definitely female, this couldn't be Emma Regina was sure. Until she rounded the statue and saw with her own eyes Emma, dressed in a white attire very much looking like a princess, picking flowers while humming...hum-ming! Regina's jaw hit the floor, she was too busy taking in Emma's clothing to notice the look on Emma's face, a mixture of surprise and apprehension.

"What the hell happened to you?" Regina asked incredulously.

A startled Emma backed away from Regina. "You... You're the Evil Queen."

The former Queen realized she wasn't expecting Emma to have changed at all. She had somehow pictured the Emma she knew to be trapped inside a wish. But this was definitely not her Emma. The blonde kept backing away from her and was visibly alarmed. "You don't remember me?" Regina's voice sounded something between surprise and disappointment.

"I know exactly who you are. My parents banished you." Emma answered while shyly hiding behind a tree.

Regina wasn't sure what to make of this... Emma really believed she was the Evil Queen and that her parents had somehow banished her. That didn't make sense at all... maybe she could reason with the blonde, hoping she would come to her senses.

"Uh, no, they didn't." The thought was still hilarious to Regina, again she chuckled a little. "And, none of this is real. I'm your friend."

"You're no one's friend. My father said you were a liar." Emma replied, sounding nothing like the independent, no nonsense woman Regina knew. She sounded a bit childish, nevertheless the romantic notion of the situation wasn't lost on the brunette. Emma was acting like a lot of the princesses Regina had encountered in many a story she had read since moving to Storybrooke. An inexperienced, innocent woman encountered a stranger she shied away from because that was how proper ladies were to act. Although they were always curious and the stranger mostly ended up with the girl.

Regina's heart skipped a beat, why was she comparing their situation to a romantic one she had seen in movies? Emma was her best friend, not a love interest. Of course the blonde was beautiful, funny, smart, caring, a good listener and so much more but she would never consider someone like Regina as a suitable partner, would she?

She quickly focused on the situation at hand and tried to reason with the blonde some more. "No, it's not a lie. Where we're from... we actually share custody of a son." She shrugged, it sounded so natural to her.

But it clearly didn't to Emma, the look of utter confusion made that very clear. Regina sighed. "Okay, it's complicated but... the point is I risked my life coming here because you're the Savior... and your family needs you." The brunette tried a different tactic hoping this would juggle Emma's memory.

Regina noticed the small change in Emma's demeanor when she said 'Savior' the word got to the woman hiding behind the tree. But she didn't have time to dwell on it, she sensed something flying at her and instinctively ducked sending an arrow aimed at her into a nearby tree.

Snow and Charming were there, Regina faced them and was momentarily struck by their appearances. They looked regal enough but also 33 years older than their Storybrooke versions. Unconsciously she smiled at them but it wasn't returned, same as their daughter they didn't believe her either. Which was no real surprise to Regina because they weren't real, only Emma was.

She turned her attention back to Emma, clearly the blonde must realize this as well. "Emma, these... these people aren't real."

"Mom, Daddy, please help."

Emma Swan begging for help, that was something new! And very strange but Regina wasn't giving up yet. "No, they're... they're hallucinations that..." she clearly heard Snow and David raising their weapons at her, this could not be happening... Emma had to realize that this wasn't real. Regina struggled to find a better explanation still not backing down. "... a fake reality."

The Charmings were now definitely about to harm her if Emma didn't stop them, Regina tried to beg. Not something she did lightly, but this was Emma, she had to save her! "Emma, you have to believe me!"

"Never!" The word was spoken with such determination Regina felt like she was slapped in the face, with a fist. She didn't think this was possible, Emma didn't believe her? Her best friend didn't believe her?! She chose these hallucinations over her...

"Come on, this isn't you! There has to be some part of you that knows that. Please!" Regina begged then scoffed. The brunette felt so hurt she didn't know what else to say or do, she just stood there dumbfounded. It almost took her too long to get herself to safety but she managed.

She magicked herself to the one place she felt safe enough to go to, she didn't even stop to think about whether that place still existed. Who knew where she might end up? Luckily for her, her old castle was still there. Clearly no one had been there for ages... It was decaying and filthy, her belongings were scattered around the room, broken. It weren't really her belongings she knew but still seeing what could have been if she hadn't succeeded wasn't the most pleasant of feelings.

Still Emma not believing her was way worse. Maybe she should have thought this through, but when it came to Emma and Emma's safety she didn't always use her brain. She often acted on impulse, same as the blonde. First act then think! Right about now she was regretting that decision. Why had she not considered Emma not becoming the Savior might have changed her. Emma being raised by her own parents, never knowing rejection, never being alone and all the other things young Emma had gone through... Of course it was only logical that she'd be a different person.

But then again Regina didn't really know where she would end up in the first place when wishing to be where Emma was. Honestly she thought she would've ended up somewhere in Boston or some other place where a still lost Emma was trying hard to find happiness, to find a home. Never meeting Henry and therefore never learning where to find Storybrooke and her family. Never meeting Regina, never breaking the curse.

Regina wandered around the place lost in thought, hoping to come up with a solution because simply talking to the blonde wasn't going to suffice. That's when she heard it, the laughter...

Rumplestiltskin!