Once again, bold and italicized means its Regina's thoughts!:)

But just italicized like this means Regina's dream.

confusing as fuck I know

Let me know what you think, and if you have any ideas on what you want to happen please do share!

Enjoy :)

"Thats what happened?" Kathryn asked, kind of annoyed with how Regina had dumped this all on her. She was seriously contemplating on calling psych and having her friend committed.

"Kathryn I know it sounds crazy. Trust me, I know." Regina sighed and rubbed her head.

Not even coffee could fix this headache. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to tell Kathryn. Sure, it felt nice not having the daunting secret anymore…but maybe Kathryn wasn't the greatest person to tell. She should have told nurse white, or nurse Joan. Anyone but Kathryn. Her head began to throb more, if that was even possible.

"So…let me just get this straight. You think Emma's father isn't really her father, but he's her kidnapper. And you think you might have been kidnapped by him and brainwashed as a child because he and Emma look a little familiar to you?" Kathryn almost laughed. Almost.

She knew she should be supporting her friend no matter what, but really? This was just pure insanity. Why did Regina have to tell her? They were supposed to be learning about medicine, and treating patients. Not becoming them. What was the number for psych again..

"Kathryn.." Regina broke her from her thoughts.

"mmmhm?"

"Please don't tell anyone. I know I sound like a crazy person…hell I probably belong in psych. But you're my friend. Please just let me handle this on my own."

Kathryn was stunned, and annoyed. She'd had enough of this.

"Handle this on your own?" She began to raise her voice. "Regina you sound like a fucking nut case! If you wanted to handle this on your own then why the hell did you fucking tell me!" Now she was beginning to get angry, and Regina could tell.

"Kathryn-" She was cut off

"NO. Do not 'Kathryn' me. I'm trying to get through this internship, and you're making it fucking difficult. Until you're ready to have an adult conversation about something that doesn't involve your stupid little girl crush fantasy on your patient, let me know." She was done with this conversation, so with that she walked off, leaving Regina alone.

Regina sat down in the closest chair she could find in the nurses stations and let out a long sigh. She took a sip of her now cold coffee, and let her thoughts get the best of her. What the hell did I do to deserve this? She's my friend she's supposed to support me. I know I sound crazy but….she's my friend. And friends are supposed - Her thoughts were cut short by the sight of a man, limping his way towards the elevator doors. He was holding a stuffed horse in his arms, and Regina bet he was headed to the fourth floor, room 404. She stood up a walked briskly towards the man, and entered the small space of the elevator. She instantly felt claustrophobic.

"Sir, I already told you visiting hours were over."

She put her hand on her hip, once again finding herself trying to act confident and intimidating around the man. This time, she didn't do too well. Her voice scratched as she spoke.

"Regina, I know that they're over. You told me that an hour ago. I didn't come to see Emma…I came to see you." The man was calm, and surprisingly Regina found herself calming down.

The elevator doors closed and left the pair alone on the elevator. The situation felt familiar…her being confined to a small space with him. Wow…she really was going insane.

"Why? Why did you come to see me?" she forced herself to look at the man in the eyes. She might be a bit more calm, but she still felt intimidated by him.

Just as she looked over to him, the man reached across the elevator and pressed the button for the fourth floor. To her surprise, right when the elevator started moving he pressed the emergency stop button. The elevator shook and made some weird noises before stopping between floors. Of course when I engage the crazy man he stops the elevator and traps me. OF COURSE.

"Regina," the man paused for a long moment, as if he was contemplating something. "I'm going to tell you my name."

She looked confused. Why did that require them to stop the elevator? Yeah sure she was kinda surprised that she didn't already know his name, considering that she had met the man several times throughout the past coupe of weeks, but stopping the elevator to tell her? That was just weird.

"Ok…but why does that mean you have to stop the elevator?"

"Because after I tell you my name…I have to do something. Something that no one else will understand. But it will all make sense soon."

That was it, Regina was now in full panic mode. This fucker was going to murder her…or kidnap her. Or do something fucked up to her. She felt like she needed Emma by her side that instant.

"There are cameras in here, they'll know I'm missing and they'll look for me they'll find you and you'll go to jail."

Regina rambled on, hoping to stall the man and figure out a way to escape. She tried to thing logically, but all she could think of was Emma being by her side, and how that would help. She closed her eyes and kept talking, spewing words about how he would end up with the death sentence, and imagined the blonde poofing out of no where into the elevator and making her stronger and safe. For some reason she knew that if the blonde was here she could over-power this man.

She had stopped rambling and silence soon filled the air, but there was something else too. Electricity. It was like the electricity Regina had felt when she touched Emma's arm, but it was different at the same time. Weaker. Her thoughts were broken by the man's voice.

"My name, is Mr. Gold." the man said, and Regina could have sworn she was going to faint.

She knew that name. Flashbacks of a man and two girls popped into her head again, this time the girls had suitcases and were arriving at the doorstep of their new foster parents home. Mr, and Mrs. Gold. They were…happy. It was nothing like the flashback she had before. The electricity in the air grew stronger, like it was radiating from her body towards Gold's body. A tense moment passed before Regina finally spoke.

"I know you." Regina rasped out as she pushed the thoughts out of her head, "I know you and Emma." With that confession, the electricity grew even stronger, like she was willing it to bind Gold and keep her and Emma safe.

Regina forced open her eyes, and to her amazement Mr. Gold was dangling in mid air, bound by some force. She gasped and when she did he dropped to the ground. He slowly rose up and smiled his creepy grin at the doctor.

"Still got it in you I see." He widened his grin. "I guess I'll see you around, dearie.", and with that he was gone in a puff of black smoke, leaving Regina alone in the elevator with a stuffed animal horse. Regina was still in shock, and found herself shaking at what had just happened.

It was like something out of the movies, it couldn't have been real. Regina felt the electricity leave her body. It was almost like when he left he had sucked the air out of the small space, and Regina wanted out of there. How the hell did he do that? Was he some kind of magician? Was she hallucinating? Regina could feel her headache returning, but there was something more than that. Her forehead was burning. She ignored it, being her stubborn self, and scrambled to press the release emergency stop button on the elevator before Mr. Gold decided to return and probably kill her or something.

When the elevator came to a stop on the fourth floor, Regina grabbed the stuffed animal sprinted to room 404 where Emma was. She needed to tell the girl what had just happened, and figure out what to do. She got some concerned looks from the nurses as she ran past them, but she didn't care. She felt like she needed to see Emma and make sure the blonde was ok. But more than anything, Regina needed to be in the girl's presence…like it would somehow make everything better.

When she entered the room she discovered that Emma was sleeping. The sight made Regina's heart sink a bit. She really needed to talk to the girl, but she also knew that the blonde needed the rest to get better. She had been through several surgeries to repair the damage from the gun shot, and had even had work done on her tibia for multiple un-healed fractures. She had been through a lot in the past 4 weeks. Not wanting to wake the blonde, but also not wanting to leave her side, Regina decided to sit down in the chair next to Emma's bed. Regina sat down quietly and leaned her head back onto the back of the chair. She was exhausted, although she couldn't pin-point why. She had gotten a lot of rest the night before, and today was an easy day in the hospital. She was still on Kepner's post ops, but they had all been going well.

She lifted her head and looked at Emma for a brief moment before deciding to get some rest as well. The brunette could sleep in the chair beside Emma's bed and say she was monitoring the blonde's vitals all night for "practice" without anyone suspecting anything. The only problem was that it was only 11:00pm and she had rounds in an hour, but Regina decided that she could set an alarm for 11:50pm and go do her rounds before returning to Emma's side. Just the thought of leaving Emma's side worried Regina, but she knew she had to keep doing her job. That was what she was here for after all. She leaned her head back on the chair again with tired eyes. She had a feeling that tomorrow would be gruelling, and that she needed to be as close to the blonde as she could, while she was still able to. When she had finished setting her alarm, she closed her eyes and was soon finding herself drifting off.

"Regina…hey Regina." Emma shook the brunettes arm, trying to quietly wake the girl up. It worked.

"Huh…Emma..?" Regina managed to scratch out. Her throat hurt but she didn't know why. Actually…her whole body hurt.

She began to slowly open her eyes, still groggy from sleep. When she opened them she realized she wan't in the hospital room anymore. It looked like she was in a basement. Ignoring Emma, she tried to get up so she could look around, but when she did her right leg screamed in pain. She looked down to the leg that was demanding attention, and saw a purple and blue bruise forming. It took up a huge portion of her leg. When she reached out to touch it she noticed a small black cuff on her wrist. What the hell…Where the hell am I?

"Emma what happened…?" she sat back against the concrete wall and closed her eyes. She felt like an animal in a cage. The room they were in was small, like the concrete cages animals at the zoo are kept in. The only difference is that it had several doors, all leading to mysterious places.

"Regina did he hit your head? Why don't you remember…Regina?" Emma started to panic. She knew Regina preffered to block out the bad things that happened, but this was weird, but she had never forgotten anything, she just blocked it out. She touched the girls arm and both of them felt that same electricity flow through their bodies. It was like they were a connected circuit. But unlike the last time they had touched, the electricity was very weak. It was alms unnoticeable.

"Who is "he"…what are you talking about?" Regina was confused. She opened her eyes and turned to the girl beside her.

When she turned over to the blonde she gasped. Emma looked so young, like she was only about 15, maybe 16. The blonde had a huge bruise under her right eye, and she was wearing a black cuff on her wrist too. Regina was starting to worry, who was this girl? She had responded to the name Emma…but this wasn't the 26 year old Emma that Regina knew from the hospital. How did this "Emma" know her name? Why the hell were they in this room together?

Trying to calm herself down Regina looked to her leg again. She had always found that the best way to distract herself was to figure out a puzzle, so her best bet right now was to figure out if she had a broken leg to not. She stared at the intricate bruise and ran her hand over the area. It hurt, but she could handle it. When she was finished examining her leg she looked down to her ankle which was swollen. She stared at it, until it dawned on her. She had gotten a tattoo of a crown on her right ankle when she was 20…but it wasn't there. She slowly looked up to Emma again with pure panic in her eyes. What the hell was happening? She wasn't in her own body…or if she was it was a much younger version of her body. Emma sensed that Regina needed to be distracted, so she tried to distract the best way she could.

"Regina... Let me see your head, please. Please tell me you're ok…tell me this is a joke! I'll laugh and everything!" Emma pleaded with the girl, even giving her a fake smile.

Regina just nodded, in pure shock, and sat forward...trying not to put any weight on her right leg. This was all so confusing. Was she dreaming? No, this all felt way too real to be a dream. She looked at the bruise again as Emma examined her head, and silently thanked God that she still had her medical knowledge, despite her being stuck in different body. Touching the leg confirmed what she was thinking, it was broken. Well…she was 98% sure it was broken. She would need to tell Emma to find something sturdy so she could at lest splint it.

Emma was freaking out on the inside as she examined her friend's skull. What if he had done something to her? She knew the cuffs on their wrists made it so they couldn't use their magic, but it didn't mean that he couldn't use it against them. What if he had taken away the girl's memories? Emma couldn't survive knowing that Regina was experiencing everything that they had already been through all over again. As she felt her friend's head for anything that could tell her what was wrong, she thought of all the things that Gold could have done to Regina. He could have taken her memories, he could have hit her in the head so hard she lost them, he could have cast a curse…too many options. She was almost finished examining the brunettes head, when she felt the girl cringe.

"Does that hurt?" she asked, hoping that she found what was causing the issue, but sad that she had caused her friend pain.

She hated causing anyone pain…but causing Regina pain was 10 time worse. It was like they were connected. When Regina felt pain, Emma felt pain. When Regina was tired, Emma was tired. But this was different. Emma didn't feel any pain when Regina cringed, and she didn't feel any pain in her leg. Emma remembered when Gold had broken her leg, using magic to knock a bookshelf onto it. She could hear Regina screaming in the basement, and she could feel the saddens that her friend was feeling. It was a mess. But Emma did not like this feeling of being disconnected from the girl. She was going to figure out what Gold had done to her if it was the last thing she did.

"No…I don't know…. Yeah…I guess. Its burning. Its like my forehead is burning…" Regina trailed off, realizing it was the same pain that she had gotten right after Gold had left her in the elevator.

"Let me find a cold cloth, maybe that will help." Emma broke Regina out of her haze and scurried to find anything that could be used to help the girl.

As Emma exited the room through one of the many mysterious doors, Regina lifted her hand to touch her forehead, but just as she touched the spot that was burning, her hand was shocked by an electrical current.

"Ow fuck…" Regina sighed and she looked at her hand, now worried she had hurt it as well.

To her surprise the hand seemed fine, and the burning was dissipating. She was happy that it was going away, but after a few moments she started to feel numb. Her eyes started to feel heavy and she could feel her heart rate slowing. She began to feel extremely tired, but she also became worried. What if she had done something to make the situation even worse? A moment passed and Regina didn't care about anything anymore…she just wanted to sleep. The last thing she could remember before closing her eyes was Emma running over to her and yelling her name. Then it was all black.

thanks for reading! I'll have chapter 4 up either tonight or tomorrow!:)