Regina appeared once more in a cloud of smoke among her palace, pacing the place back and forth, trying to figure out how to get what she wanted. It was clear, that in order to reclaim this kingdom, it would take more than sheer force to win them over. Treachery, at its finest would be her strength. She thought of what it would be in order to remove the Charmings and Beauty to get out of her way. This kingdom was her's. Despite how much they all seemed to hate her, remembering all too well when their memories came back, when they were in Storybrooke, she was the Queen of this domain by marriage, and Snow, was just a Queen of a fallen and broke kingdom that King George had left behind.

She needed to get to a certain domain. She needed an army, but not just any army, she knew that this army would be harder to come by. The traveling of worlds would have to happen once again. But how? She knew that her options were thing. The magic beans that could transport them had run out, and the case that had been in her office, which had the plant in her Mayor office in Storybrooke was now depleted. There was also the fact that Hatter's dimensional hat had been destroyed upon the pyre George had sent upon the hat.

Regina felt her options seemed hopeless. She had no clue where Hook would be, and she knew that she needed Pan's shadow in order for her to make his vessel fly, or would it be her own shadow that could do it? That was not the point. She was sure that Hook, while handsomely in love with Emma Swan, she needed a plan that had no one else involved in it. She was always better at working alone. Working with others made it harder for her to get the job done. How her mother had stood to work with Hook was beyond her.

Biting her finger, she felt that there had to be something she could do. The idea hit her. Rumplestiltskin had given her a gift on the eve of her marriage to the King. There was a Looking Glass, a Glass in which she would be able to travel to one specific land, a land that she had visited only once before to kill her mother. But that was not why she wished to visit this land. The soldiers there were just as idiotic as the ones she had had before. No, she had another place to travel, but she needed the White Rabbit to do so.

Smiling, she rubbed her hands together and disappeared in the smoke once again.

-X-

Regina appeared in the foyer of the now deserted Rumplestiltskin castle. She knew that there could be a danger of Baelfire arriving, but she knew he was powerless to do anything to her. Walking through the place with a determined look in her step, she walked into Gold's library where she felt cold sharp metal scrap across her throat.

"Well, it seems that this place is inhabited." Regina sneered, turning to her right to see not Baelfire, but another man present there.

It was odd to look at, he seemed to strike her immediately. The tug once again in her heart seemed to fuddle within her. She had seen that head before, and perhaps that face. A face that she had seen in her dreams at times when she had no one to accompany her in her bed. It had happened not long after Graham had died. Looking toward the man, his eyes so familiar, she looked to his wrist, and there, there stood the lion.

Regina couldn't help but clench her jaw. Of course this had to be the man. She remembered that thought when she had been with Tinkerbell and she had said that the man with the lion tattoo on his wrist would be her soulmate. How could this be? How could he be here, now? While she knew who he was, she didn't want anything to do with him. He was not what she wanted, not now and who knew if ever. She wanted to reclaim this land. If she didn't have Henry, then power, she would take instead.

"You're trespassing," the man replied, turning so now the blade rested upon her breast.

"On the contrary dear, you are trespassing this home. I highly doubt…" Regina began and suddenly, out of one of the hidden chambers Gold had in his home, Belle and Baelfire had appeared from it, a cracked tea cup in Belle's hand.

"Regina." Was all Baelfire said, looking to the Evil Queen with a sigh.

"Neal, what a pleasant surprise. For someone who claimed that he hated his father, you seem to enjoy the place he once inhabited." Regina said, glancing at the man who held his sword toward her.

"She a friend?" The man asked, glancing at Regina once more.

"Yes Robin, she's a friend." Belle said, her eyes still stained with the tears she undoubtedly continued to pour from her eyes every night.

"What gains us such pleasure from seeing you Regina?"Baelfire replied, watching Robin lower his sword and place it back in his sheath.

Regina could admire the man she was apparently destined to be with. But she was not looking for anything of the matter right now. If he kept in her alliance, she would make him King, and if not? A personal prisoner, much like she had done to Graham with the heart she had taken from him and kept in her crypt.

"I am here to find a mirror. Your father gave me one when I was younger, and I need a way to either make one again, or to already have one in his possession." Regina replied, and looked upon Baelfire, clasping her hands in front of herself with a smile.

"Don't you have many in your castle?" Baelfire asked, narrowing his eyes in suspicion.

"Yes, but I am looking for a particular one." Regina said, losing her pleasantries.

"I-I think he has one." Belle stammered, keeping a close grip on the cup in her hands.

"Lead me to it then." Regina said, moving her hand as if to hurry her along.

Robin merely looked at her, and turning, she could see that Robin not only was there with them, but a small child hid in the corner of the room.

"Roland," he replied, and watched as his son ran to his father and clutched his legs.

Regina froze, staring at the child in wonder. He had a son. He had everything she would possibly want. He would be the love of her life, he had a child that he seemed to care deeply for, and not only that, she would be able to provide from her castle.

But if only she had a heart to give them. Her heart remained with her real son. Henry could not be replaced. He would be forever in the heart she left in the chamber of her palace. No, she needed to finish her quest for power. She could not go that route again, with family.

"You have a beautiful son." Was all she said, and with that, she turned on her heels and followed Belle into the mysterious chamber.

As they walked down several flights of stairs, they finally made it to a small room. There, Belle opened the door for her, and she looked upon the room. There was nothing there but a large item that was covered by a large cloth.

Regina smiled and pulled the cloth down, revealing the large mirror, much like what she had seen when her mother had been thrust into it when Regina started to understand her powers.

"Thank you," Regina replied, and with that, she flicked her wrist and watched the door slam shut.

"Regina?" Belle asked, yelling through the door.

"Don't wait up." Regina replied, and stepped into the glass, watching it ripple as she made it through the mirror, going to the land of wonder.