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Here is the final chapter. I dedicate this chapter to Camille22. Enjoy it! By the way, this chapter will be from Gina's POV. This is the final chapter for this story. Thanks to all who reviewed and read/liked this story.

10 Years Later...

Today I turned 15 years old. I know that we will have a small celebration at Granny's later at night. But right now, I'm at Grandma Regina's grave.

"Hi Grandma," I greeted. I was by myself. "Today is my birthday."

The summer breeze blew around me, creating a dramatic effect on my dress. I pulled a picture of Regina out of my purse. It was the picture of her and Henry embracing in a hug.

"Mom was right, you know? I do look like you," I commented as my eyes studied the picture. Then I frowned. "Except for the chin. I have mom's chin, but I have your features...your eyes."

I didn't really expect an answer from anyone.

"It's funny. A lot of people stare at me and they tell me that I'm like a carbon copy of you. Sometimes they go, 'It's Regina Mills,' and I don't mind that at all. I'm proud of it, actually. Not just because of my looks, but because I know why mom named me Regina. I know that you died a hero protecting everyone from harm. I want to be just like you; a hero."

Then my phone rang. I picked it up. It was only a text message.

It read:

Gina meet us at Granny's at 7 pm. Love you. Happy birthday again. - Mom xo

"Thanks mom, I'll be there," I muttered under my breath as I texted on my phone.

"Grandma, I have to go. It's almost 7 pm and I have to get to Granny's Diner." I pulled a lily flower out from my purse.

"This is for you," I said gently as I set the flower on the ground. "I love you."

I walked out of the cemetery with a bittersweet feeling in my stomach. I wish I'd met Regina before she died. I wish I got a chance to talk to her and spend time with her. Who knows, we might have liked the same things.

It was 6:20. I walked to Granny's Diner with Emma.

"So, little sis," she teased.

I pouted. "Hey! I'm not little!" I defended myself.

"I'm sorry, I was just teasing you," Emma said with a wink. "Anyways, how has your birthday been so far?"

"It was great, I guess," I shrugged my shoulders. "I visisted grandma today."

"That's great," Emma said, smiling. Her blonde curls bounced off her shoulders. "Ready for your party?"

I rolled my eyes. "Well duh, of course I am. I'm wearing my dress!"

Emma and I both laughed. "Oh yes, you look nice in it, Gina."

At the mention of my name, my mind drifted off to Grandma Regina.

"Ems, can I ask you something?"

"Anything," she replied.

"How was she like?" I asked hesitantly.

"Who?" Emma asked, confused.

"Grandma Regina..." I said, as if I was stating the obvious answer.

"Oh yeah," Emma mumbled. "How do I start..."

"Please!"

"Okay then. Well, as you know... at the start, Regina and I didn't...exactly get along. She was the mayor of this town when I arrived," Emma began. "She was very uptight and kind of intimidating when I met her."

"Go on," I pressed on.

"She and I would always argue. Over Henry and pretty much everything. There was this one time she went too far, and I grabbed a chainsaw and chopped off one of the branches off her beloved apple tree."

"Wait-you used a chainsaw and chopped off a part of her tree?!" I asked, amazed.

"Uh huh. Boy, you should've seen her face. She was downright furious with me." Emma laughed at the memory.

"When the curse broke, she tried to change for Henry. I noticed the change. She was being nicer to everyone, and civil to me. We got along, even just for a short period," Emma explained.

"But her mother came, and well, fu- uh, I mean...screwed everything up. She was a really bad influence on Regina. But soon, her mother got...taken care of, and well, Regina was not pleased to say at the least. She swore revenge on...my mom. But luckily we stopped her."

"Wow," I said.

"And...a bunch of other things happened," Emma continued. "We teamed up together to save Henry from Neverland. She was really trying to redeem herself there. For Henry, and for everyone to see that she was good."

Emma shook her head. "In the end, she did redeem herself. We were on our way back to Storybrooke after saving Henry, and then Peter Pan tried to attack us all in order for us to not leave." Emma's eyes suddenly turned glossy.

Emma continued with her story. "She...Regina...was very brave. She acted like the saviour, you know? She went right up and tried to defend us all from the evil monster. She tried to use her magic, but it wasn't strong enough...and...it just wore Regina out completely. but she still tried, and in the end, she defeated Peter Pan. In return, she was very, very tired and was too weak to do anything."

"And then..." I said, still captivated by Regina's heroism.

"And then, we all managed to transport back to Storybrooke. We brought Regina to the hospital. She had fallen unconscious. The doctors tried to bring her back, but they said Regina was in a coma..." Emma's breathing pace had quickened. "Regina was in the hospital for...months. Still in a coma."

Emma was lost in her memories, I noticed.

"Then one day, the hospital contacted us. They said that there were some complications with Regina and that they needed us there. We all rushed to the hospital. But when we got there, the worst news had come true. Regina...didn't make it. She died..."

I know Emma was reliving the day her former nemesis died, and I could tell that it still hurt.

"I...I'm sorry, Ems. I should've not asked you...I had no idea it still hurt..." I said, hugging Emma.

"No, that's alright. You needed to hear what happened to our hero, Gina."

"Can you still go on with the story, Emma?" I asked.

She nodded.

"As soon as we heard the news, we were all very sad. She died a hero, Gina...we admired her for that. Henry was devastated. He tried to kiss Regina in hopes of reviving her, but it didn't work. Regina wasn't put under a curse or anything. She was gone, and nothing could be done to bring her back."

"I'm so, so sorry," I whispered softly.

"It's in the past," Emma said, trying to lighten the mood. "At first, we couldn't accept the fact that she was gone. She was a very strong woman, and we couldn't believe it. Then we started to accept the fact that she's gone. Things got better, but we still held a special place for Regina in our hearts."

Emma had been talking a lot that we hadn't even noticed that we were in front of Granny's Diner.

"Emma, thank you for telling me about Regina. You're right, she's a hero." I said, wiping a stray tear off my cheek.

She nodded. "Hey, time to celebrate the birthday girl's day, right?"

"Oh right!" I said. I had completely forgotten that it was my birthday.

We both entered the diner, and everyone was there.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY GINA!" they all sang together. My face turned red.

"Thanks guys..." I said sheepishly.

"Oh, Gina baby!" Mom flung her arms around me. "I have a present for you."

"Mom, you didn't have to..." I protested.

"Yes, I have to,"

Mom went to the back of the room. She came back with a small box with a red ribbon on top of it.

"Open it!" she said eagerly.

I took the box from my mother's hands and carefully unwrapped the box. I opened the box. I gasped.

"Mom, it's beautiful!" I exclaimed happily.

I looked at the content inside the box. I recognized the necklace; I saw a lot of pictures with Regina wearing it. It was a beautiful apple tree necklace. It reminded me of the Storybrooke logo.

"It was one of her favourite necklaces, Gina..." Mother told me. Her face cracked into a sad smile. "She would have wanted you to have it."

I nodded. "Thank you mom."

I took the necklace and wore it around my neck.

Emma came over to me.

"You look even more like her now, especially with that necklace on," she complimented me. "Even more with that beautiful smile of yours that just lights up your brown eyes." I giggled at Emma's comment.

"Thank you, sis."

That night after the party, I secretly made my way out to our balcony. It was nice and peaceful there. Then I felt a sudden shift in the air.

I closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself not at the balcony anymore, but above the Storybrooke tower.

'How-did I get here?' I wondered to myself.

"You don't have to worry about that," said an unfamiliar voice. It was a woman.

The voice sounded like velvet; smooth. The owner of the voice sounded like there was something mysterious about her.

I turned around, not afraid. In fact the voice comforted me.

"Who are you?" I asked fearlessly. "Show yourself to me."

I heard a light chuckle. "They were right, you do look like me."

"What are you talking about? Who are you?" I asked again.

I felt the presence move towards me. Slowly, I could start to make out my face. There was something familiar about this woman.

I've seen her before...

I gasped. "Grandma Regina?"

She nodded and smiled warmly. I could barely register what's in front of me. Without thinking, I asked, "You're alive...and...young."

The older brunette standing in front of me really did look like me. I have her dark brown eyes and pretty much her whole face. Except for the chin. Now I truly understood what everyone meant by "you look just like her,".

Regina laughed heartily. "Really? Of course I'm young."

I was very confused. "But you're dead," I pointed out.

"Yes, I suppose that's true," she replied, humming.

"Then why are you here? Why am I able to see you?"

"I've always been here...Gina. I never left. I simply stayed and watched you grow into a young lady," Regina whispered softly. I went over and embraced my late grandmother

"Grandma... I wish you were still here," I said, closing my eyes.

"I am here," she assured me. Then her eyes got a little darker. "And please, don't call me grandma. I don't want to feel old."

We both laughed. "Okay then, Regina."

After a moment of laughter, the older woman spoke again. "I'm proud of you, do you know that?" she spoke clearly, her voice echoing throughout the town. I wondered how people were still sleeping at how her voice echoed.

"How?" I asked.

"You're making everyone so happy," she replied. "Something I never did manage to do in my time here on Earth."

"What are you talking about?" I said. "Snow, my mother- she said that she honours you. She loves you still, even after everything that has been done."

Regina sighed. "I know that too..." She ran her digits along her fluffed dark brunette hair. "I know everything. She named you after me."

"Which is why I always looked up to you," I added boldly. The older brunette woman smiled at Gina's words.

"You remind me of Snow, your mother. She always did look up to me too," Regina said. I noticed the change of tone in her voice. Her tone had taken a sadder tone. "Even when I tried to kill her countless times. She still believed there was good in me."

"There is!" I insisted. "From the stories mom told me, yes, I could tell that there is still good in you."

"You're very sweet," Regina noted. "But like I told your mother before, my past actions cannot be undone. What happened in the past? It has already happened and trying to alter the past...well, it could end up very badly."

There was a moment of silence.

"Why...are you telling me all of this?" I asked sheepishly after a minute. The dark haired woman looked at me intently, as if she was trying to dig deep and see right through me and into my soul.

"Because I accept this, my fate. I guess there are just times in which proving to everybody- including your loved ones - that you have changed means that your life has to pay. And I think that it's only fitting." Regina was being completely honest with the young girl beside her. "I truly accept it, and you know what, Gina? I am happy here. I don't get to suffer from the hands of cruelty in this world."

"Yes, you're right." I said. "But everyone here misses you. Including me. And I haven't met you yet, but for some reason I miss you just as much as everybody, if not, even more because all of them always tell me that you were a hero."

Regina looked at me with such adoration.

"I felt drawn to you," I continued on. "I wanted to meet you; everyone worshipped you for your selfless act. And then there's me who hasn't been there present at the time when you showed your heroism. It's like I missed a part of my family."

"I didn't know that I meant that much to you, Gina," Regina said softly.

"Well... I guess you know now."

"Hmm..." Regina hummed.

"Regina?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"If you're dead, how am I able to see you? To be able to feel your presence, to be able to actually hold you?" The question hung in the air.

"Gina, listen closely," Regina whispered. "Have you ever heard of dreams?"

"Of course I have," I said as I shrugged.

Then realization hit me. "This...is a dream. But it's not really a dream."

My namesake nodded brightly. "Yes, you are right dear."

"So, does that mean that...I'm dead too?" The question sounded silly, but it seemed to be the only explanation possible.

"Heavens, no!" Regina exclaimed. "You're still too young, and you still have great accomplishments to make." I breathed a sigh in relief.

"Then why am I here?"

"Think about it. Think really hard, Gina."

I thought about it. Why was I here?

Of course.

After all the stories I have heard about Regina Mills, I had longed to see her. To have a special connection of some sorts with her.

I gave a small gasp. "I know why," I whispered.

"You simply wanted to see me," Regina added on. "I also wanted to connect with you."

"But-" I began.

"I know this because I can see what it is you truly want."

"Which is..." I trailed off.

"Being able to connect with me." Regina pointed out. "We never had a chance to get to know each other, and now we're both being given a chance to do so."

"What do you mean we're both being given a chance?" I interjected. "Wait-" I let the information sink in. "That means we're both only connecting through our minds."

Regina sighed. "You're right, well...sort of."

"What does that mean?!" I exclaimed. "This is all happening in my head right?"

"Yes and no," the angel replied.

"I don't understand."

"Yes, this is happening in your head. No this is not happening in your head because I am actually in front of you, all flesh and blood. Do you understand now, Gina?"

It took me a moment to absorb what Regina just told me. "I...yeah, sort of."

Regina patted me on the shoulder. "You'll fully understand this in time."

Just then, the clock tower chimed its bells.

"You know, I should get going," Regina stated. She sounded unsure, not really wanting to leave. "You should also get going, Gina. Everyone will be worried sick about their little princess."

I frowned. "How do I go back?"

Regina smiled, showing all her perfect straight teeth. "Simple. Just close your eyes."

I was about to close my eyes when another question popped into my head. "Wait- Regina..."

"Yes dear?" It sounded like she longed to stay longer.

"Is this the last time I'll ever see you? Or will I see you again?" I was so desperate to know, especially knowing the fact that she was well, not really alive. She was dead.

"Of course not, Gina. How could you ever think that?" She sent a watery smile at me.

"Well, you're dead," I said. "Sorry," I added hurriedly, seeing a flash of pain on the woman's face.

"It's alright. You are right though, I am dead," Regina said quietly. "But don't lose hope, Gina. I am and will always be around, watching you live your life happily."

"So does that I mean this isn't the last we'll see of each other?"

Regina shook her head. "No, of course not."

The dark haired woman went up to me. "Goodbye," she whispered. "I'll miss you. But know that I'm always there for you. Just look up at the stars at night, you'll see. Look for the brightest star. That's me, shining my brightest for all of you."

Regina wrapped her arms around the younger girl. "I'll see you around," she whispered.

I couldn't help but utter "Grandma" to the older woman. Tears had already fallen fresh from my tear filled eyes.

"Shh...don't cry. Everything's going to be alright," she assured me. "Just look at the sky, Gina."

And I did. I gasped. She was right. There was a bunch of stars out at the sky, but my eyes focused on the brightest star.

I tore my eyes away from the eyes to look for Regina, but she was gone. I closed my eyes. I felt a warm breeze surround me. I slowly opened my eyes. I was no longer at the clock tower, but in our balcony.

"Regina..." I whispered. My eyes looked up at the sky, and there the brightest star still shone out brightly, even brighter than I have ever seen.

"I already miss you."

Then, out of nowhere I heard a worried voice. "Gina? Gina, oh thank god you're here!" It was mom. She joined me up on the balcony.

"I just...wanted fresh air," I lied. Thankfully, mom didn't detect my lie. I really wanted to keep my encounter with Regina a secret, not because I was being selfish, but because I wanted it to be personal.

"Oh, okay then. Happy birthday again Gina. I love you so much." Mom placed a kiss on my forehead. Then she was gone.

"Love you too," I called out as a grin graced my features.

Once again, I looked up at the stars. The brightest star, Regina, twinkled even brighter.

"Goodnight, Regina."

END (For real)

So there it is. Hope y'all enjoyed my story, and sorry if you thought the ending was a bit crappy. I really did enjoy writing this story down, as I want Regina and Snow to have that mother/daughter relationship on the show (but that will happen probably in a long time, when Regina's redeemed herself). Anyways, please review this story because it will give me feedback on how well I did on the story (and maybe some tips on how to improve too!).

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