Regina stared at herself in the mirror, trying to find something, anything to give her light. She needed something to climb out of the darkness that was taking over. Tears were slipping down her cheeks and crashing hard on the porcelain of the sink but they remained unnoticed to her.

"Regina, please, let me in." Robin had trying for the past half an hour to get her to let him in. He hadn't heard the whole conversation between her and Henry but he had heard the ending and he had seen the damage Henry's words had caused. "If you don't let me in I am going to call Mary Margaret." No response.

Regina didn't know how much time had passed but she figured she had been in the bathroom for awhile as Mary Margaret stood knocking outside the door. Regina didn't bother to wipe her tears before unlocking the door and quickly letting Mary Margaret in.

Mary Margaret gave her a sad smile, seeing the pain that Regina was clearly in. She ushered Regina to sit on the edge of the tub and rubbed her back gently when she complied. "Regina, what happened?"

"I told Henry that I was pregnant," she whispered, "and he said he hated me." Regina looked Mary Margaret in the eyes and let all of her sadness out. "He hates me," she sobbed. Mary Margaret took Regina in her arms, whispering positive things and trying to calm her.

"I'm sure he didn't mean it," she said, "maybe he's just under a lot of stress. Regina, if you come out we can call him and talk to him. I'm sure it was a misunderstanding."

"I changed my whole life," Regina began, "because of him. Because I loved him and I knew he loved me too. We had true love's kiss…. I don't understand what happened!"

"We'll figure it out," Mary Margaret assured her, "together." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small pack of tissues, handing one to Regina.

Robin had still been standing outside of the door, listening as Mary Margaret tried to calm Regina down. He had a small smile on his face when she finally accomplished the task and he heard the door unlock. His heart sank as he saw Regina with dried tear tracks on her cheeks and her eyes red and swollen. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her into her hair. "It'll be okay," he whispered. "It will all be okay."

Regina lay in bed wide awake, unable to stop thinking of Henry. Something had been off about him for the past few weeks and she was determined to figure out why. Henry hadn't told her he hated her since she was the evil queen and somehow this time it hurt even more. At least then he had a justifiable reason. She hadn't realized she was crying again until Robin's thumb gently brushed her tears away. "Regina, I'm truly sorry that he said those things but maybe there's another reason."

"What if it's a girl?" Regina asked quietly, "Henry always said he wanted a little sister."

"Stop stressing," he warned her. "Tomorrow, I will go and talk to Henry, just man to man, okay?"

Regina nodded and then the room was back to silence. The moonlight was casting in through the window at just the perfect angle, causing Regina's eyes to shimmer. The town was quiet and the only sound Robin could hear was Regina's heartbreaking sobs. He sighed defeated, wishing he could take away her pain. He pulled her to his chest and didn't let go until the morning rays from the sun seeped through the window.

With Regina and Roland still sound asleep, Robin climbed out of bed and changed clothes, grabbing himself a blueberry muffin and leaving the house quietly, starting his day with a journey to meet Henry at the lake. Robin had heard through the grapevine that Henry would be there today and Robin would be lying if he said he hadn't prepared a speech of harsh words to share with the young boy.

When he arrived at the lake, it didn't take him long to spot Henry, talking with someone Robin had never seen before. He kept himself hidden behind a tree, straining his ears to listen to their exchange. He saw Henry reach into his coat pocket and grab a piece of paper, passing it to the unknown person before turning and walking away. Robin quickly hid behind the tree, pondering his mind as to what Henry could be up to. He decided to wait for their talk and instead head home and talk to Regina. Maybe she would know what was on the paper.

Back at the house, Roland had just opened his eyes when he heard a noise coming from the bathroom which was right next door to his room. He knew it sounded like Regina so he hopped out of bed, rubbing the sleep away from his eyes, and trudged to where the sound was coming from. The door was cracked so he peeked through it,growing upset when he saw Regina doubled over the toilet. "Mama," he said sweetly, "are you sick?"

Regina squeezed her eyes shut tight, not wanting Roland to see her like this. "I'm okay, Roland. Why don't you go and watch some cartoons and I'll be out in a second."

Roland thought about it for a minute before deciding that he couldn't leave her. He had seen his Papa get a rag with water on it before and place it on Regina's neck so he knew he should do that. He pushed the door open and went right to business, placing the cool rag over the back of Regina's neck. "Papa does it all the time."

Regina smiled, thankful for the sweet little boy. She felt her stomach tumble again and she fought to keep it at bay. She wished Robin was here. For once in her life, her wish had come true. She heard the front door open and then close, followed by Robin's footsteps on the stairs.

"I bought breakfast," he announced to Roland, "it's downstairs on the table. Go and eat" Roland looked toward Regina, debating on whether he should leave or stay. He finally decided that his Papa would take care of it and left the room to fill his tummy with Granny's delicious biscuits.

Robin took over for Roland and began rubbing Regina's back, soothing all the tension she kept in her shoulders. He sat on the edge of the tub and when Regina felt a moment of reprieve she leaned back against him. "I thought being pregnant was suppose to be a happy thing. So far I've had someone threaten me, my son say he hates me, and nonstop morning sickness." She realized what she had said before it was too late and Robin was already asking for answers.

"Someone threatened you? Who?"

She shook her head, "I- it's nothing. I didn't mean to say that."

"Regina, please don't lie to me. Is that what happened yesterday when I took Roland to the park?"

"Yes," she admitted quietly, "there was something on the mirror telling me to be careful… it's most likely nothing."

"It doesn't sound like nothing," Robin argued, "it sounds serious and I don't like it. Something's going around here. It's not like Henry to act like this and today I saw him at the park giving someone a letter."

Regina's eyes widened, curiosity filling her mind. "A letter?"

"More like a piece of paper," he explained, "it wasn't anyone I have seen around before."

Regina could feel her heart pounding faster in her chest as she tried to picture the contents of her bedside table drawer. She had forgotten to look in it last night because she was so distracted from Henry and now…

"The last curse," Regina whispered dreadfully.

"I'm sorry?"

"The last curse." Regina turned around so she was facing Robin and he could see the terrified look etched into her features. "My mother made that curse," she informed him, "it's for me to never have a happy ending. There's no way to stop it once it's cast, my mother made sure of that." Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes but instead, Regina grew angry. She stood up, hands waving around, yelling. "No! She doesn't get to do this! Not again! She's dead. She's dead and she's still trying to ruin my life!"

"Alright," Robin said calmly, standing and placing his hands on Regina's shoulders to stop her. "Calm down. First of all, we don't even know if that's what it was. You keep the curse in your drawer?"

Regina nodded, feeling the anger dissipate at Robin's touch. "Let's go check to make sure."

Regina wasn't sure she wanted to look. If Henry had gotten ahold of the curse then Henry wasn't really Henry. He would never do that. Somehow, her mother was controlling him. Somehow, she was still trying to ruin Regina's life. It made sense, Roland's nightmares, Henry's weird behavior, and the strange feeling that something bad was going to happen. "Wait…" Regina whispered before Robin opened the drawer. "What if it's missing? What then? If she has the curse then it's already too late. No happy ending. I'll lose you and Roland and Henry. I'll lose everything I worked for."

Robin reached up to caress her cheek, "I won't ever let that happen."