Regina sipped her coffee slowly. There was no rush to go anywhere today. It wasn't like they needed her to go to her office and pretend to be the mayor anymore. Now that Snow White had killed Cora, everyone would be busy congratulating her and asking her to run the town. She would spend the day in her garden, shutting out the rest of the world with her magic. Then tomorrow she would visit her fathers grave and bury her mother. The preservation spell should hold up until then. They could finally be united.

No. Those thoughts were for tomorrow. Today she needed to do something that didn't involve people or death or painful memories. There were weeds to be removed, the apples to be checked and perhaps a chance to trim the grass. A privacy spell around the entire mansion would give her a chance to wear her comfortable clothes without anyone able to see her.

The front door slammed open. Clearly it was too late for the spell. She placed her mug on the coaster and stood up, smoothing down the front of her grey dress. Using her left hand to push open the kitchen door, she prepared a small fireball in her right.

"What did you do?" Emma screamed at her when she saw her, raising the gun in her hands.

Regina raised an eyebrow, extinguished her fireball and waved the gun away with a puff of dark purple smoke.

"I don't allow weapons in my house." She told the Sheriff.

Emma ran towards her. Sighing, Regina waved her hand again and froze her legs in place.

"I will kill you."

"This is the third time you have broken into my house in the last 24 hours, Miss Swan. Adding death threats when you know I have magic is not the smart thing to do."

"You will undo whatever it is that you have done or not even your magic will stop me from hurting you."

Regina laughed. "You've broken the curse. I haven't done anything else to you or anyone else in this town."

"Then why are we the only two people still walking around?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"Have you looked outside this morning? Notice anything different?"

"The clock is broken. Everything seemed peaceful."

"Because you've cast a new curse on everyone. I don't know why I wasn't affected, unless its because I was…" She stumbled over the words, realising that Regina had been asleep when she dropped by that morning.

Then remembering that Regina was also responsible for what had happened to Henry and everyone she picked up where she had left off. "Your lights were still on at 1am. I came back to check on you. I thought you were asleep but you were mumbling something. That must be when you cast the spell. I don't remember anything from after that, until I woke up at home this morning."

Regina stared at her as though she was crazy. "Miss Swan I didn't cast any spell or curse last night or this morning. I may have considered every option I have to kill your mother, but I was too tired after your first visit to do anything about them. You were asleep on my bedroom floor when I woke this morning. I assumed you were merely stumbling around drunk when you passed out and kindly teleported you home."

Emma knew there was only one way to get a true reaction from her. "Then why is everyone in Storybrooke, including Henry, not moving?"

Regina felt as though someone had picked up a corner of the floor and pulled it away from her. She was going to be sick.

"Henry…" Just saying his name brought everything sharply back into focus.

Her eyes narrowed, pinning Emma into her sight, and she straightened her back.

"Tell me, Miss Swan, exactly what has happened to my son."

Suddenly it was Emma's turn to be surprised. "If you'll release me, I'll take you to him."