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Entry Two: Part Three

Title: My Mistake

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[Emma]

When we arrived at the hospital, I pulled up the latch on the car door, and opened it, springing out and pelting towards the entrance. With Mary and Ruby in tow, I ran through the empty hallway of the Emergency Unit and then ran past the front desk, reaching up to swat hot tears away from my cheeks, my hair flying wild around my face. I guess persons who managed to see me go by must have thought I was a wild woman or something, and that was exactly the case.

She stopped breathing.

Whale was still in the room, and he was the first thing my eyes rested on. With his hands folded, a grim expression on his face, he only gazed down at her lying motionless on the white bed before him. Rushing forward through the doorway, I stared wide eyed at him, breathless. And then just stood there, my eyes slowly moving to rest on her, then I couldn't control the sobs that began.

Taking tentative steps closer to her bedside, I felt bruised, empty and confused. My only option was to cry, tears running down my cheeks, never ending.

She couldn't be dead.

Regina, don't be dead. I need you.

"No", I whispered, lifting a shaky hand to rest it on her forehead and using my thumb, I attempted painfully to move a few strands of her dark hair away from her face.

She was so beautiful, flawless, that dent near her upper lip so unique and memorable. Her skin appeared paler than before, cold to the touch and her eyelashes that used to flutter, as she'd move her eyes to glance at me now stood still, never moving. And her red painted lips weren't red anymore. They were dull pink, almost purple and when I ran my shaky right thumb over them, the lips I had been longing to kiss for as long as I could remember, her lips felt so cold.

The white shirt I had seen her before in today, that at first glance appeared to make her look mesmerizing now had a dull tone to it, almost dead.

Dead.

Sobbing uncontrollably, I rested both my hands against either side of her face and used my thumbs to caress her cheeks.

"Regina", I said crying.

I knew Whale was watching with surprise but I couldn't care less. All of them were watching: Ruby, Mary Margaret, Whale, and who else, I didn't care. My only concern was the woman lying before me on the bed, not moving. And I didn't know what to do now. It felt like the end of the world for me. This felt worse than when I had lost Neal.

"I tried", I said hoarsely, "I love you, so much."

And not giving a damn what anyone thought, bending down closer to her, I allowed my lips to touch her forehead, feeling my own tears run down my cheek and drip unto her. She smelt like apples and flour, lipstick and powder. And without thinking about it, I moved my face downwards and allowed our lips to meet softly.

Then I kissed her, parting her lips partially and moving mine against hers.

Then something unbelievable happened. It felt like a wave of some sort of energy surge travel from her to me. And then it passed through me like a soft pulsating feeling, almost like an electrical buzz, forcing me to pull back from her, my eyes wide. Then before I could even move my eyes to glance around, her left hand grabbed my arm and her fingers dug into my skin. Gasping, her dark eyes fluttered open and she was staring wild eyed at me, her chest heaving now.

"Emma", she whispered hoarsely, relaxing her grip on my arm. And I stared dumbfounded at her, at first breathless after being shocked, then smiling.

"Regina?" and I began to caress her cheeks, my hands shaky. "You…"

She only gazed up at me, breathless too, "you…you saved me."

"I don't know how", I said confused.

She was smiling at me and I couldn't believe I had survived to see this moment.

"True Love's kiss", she whispered, her eyes growing wide with shock. And then as she lifted her hand to caress my forehead and move her fingers through my hair, I heard a gasp from behind me, and then quick footsteps.

"Emma!"

It was Mary Margaret.

I turned quickly to look at her and when I saw the shocked expression on her face, the way her dark eyes moved begrudgingly to look at Regina, and then at me, I grew completely confused.

"Get away from her", she said breathless, her cheeks crimson. And then she took a firm hold of my arm and was pulling me away from Regina's bedside and as far away from her as possible.

"What are you doing?" I asked as she pushed me in the corner, with force and chose to look me straight in the eyes, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Do you know who she is?" she asked angrily and when I tried to move away, Mary Margaret roughly pressed a palm to my chest, almost near where my heart rested.

And instantly my mind was engulfed with a whirlwind of visions. I felt my head grew extremely dizzy as scenes back to back flashed before my eyes of Mary Margaret and David holding a baby, calling her Emma. And then there was David pushing me into a wardrobe, and him falling to the ground, hurt, grabbing at his chest. Then Henry's voice began to play back when he had told me that 'every person in Storybrooke was a fairytale character'. And the last thing I saw before the flashbacks ended was Regina dressed in overall black, her hair tied back, standing not far from Mary Margaret and David and she was laughing as the ceiling collapsed around them, her eyes evil and revengeful.

Snow White and Prince Charming, they're your parents Emma. When the Evil Queen cast a curse on their land, your dad put you in a wardrobe and you were transported to this world.

"Emma!" it was Mary Margaret, shaking me, her grip on both my shoulders. "Are you listening to me?"

"I…" reaching up, I rubbed my eyes with my fists and felt weak.

"You broke the curse!"

"What?" I asked in disbelief, my eyes searching hers.

"You did it!" and she was pulling me towards her and with her arms around me, she hugged me tightly. "I knew you would!"

"Wait", I said, my eyes moving to look at Regina lying on the bed, "I saw it! I saw all of it!"

And I looked flabbergasted at her.

"It's true, the fairytale thing."

"Yes!" It was Ruby, her eyes glowing, an arm wrapped around my…mother's waist. My mother… "You did it, Emma. Way to go!"

And then my eyes grew dark with questions. I was quite aware of the other problem I had that now was lying on the bed at the other corner of the room.

"Regina", I whispered.

Both Mary Margaret and Ruby's faces changed. And slowly, they turned to seek out the same person I was gazing at. Believe it or not, Regina was pushing herself up on the bed, appearing weak and in shock. And then as she reached up to tuck her hair behind an ear, her dark eyes registered us staring at her and her expression faltered, her eyes flicking from one to the other with uneasiness.

"You", Mary Margaret hissed and she began to advance towards the bed, her fists clenched.

"No!" Ruby said firmly, pulling her back. "She probably now has her powers back!" But Mary tugged herself lose and strode towards Regina, her face expression becoming stormy as the seconds flew by.

"You took everything away from us!" she declared angrily, her eyes flashing at Regina. The latter only considered her calmly, her lips pursed and her eyes filled with malice. "You evil woman!"

"Get away from me, Snow White", Regina said, and I suddenly realized that her tone of voice had changed. She now sounded cold and almost completely opposite from moments before when she had been awakened. When I had kissed her.

"Or what?"

And Mary Margaret grabbed the front of Regina's white shirt and pulled her hard, her eyes darkening.

"Get your hands off of me!" Regina demanded, her eyes filled with shock and anger.

"I had the chance before and I refused to!" Mary Margaret said angrily, "But now I promise I will kill you!" And she began to lash out at her.

"Emma!" Regina pleaded, her dark eyes now moving to meet mine.

"Mary Margaret!" I said firmly, rushing forward and taking a hold of her, then pulling her off from Regina. She still continued to thrash about, her arms trying to grab out at Regina. But I pulled her away and moved her as far as possible from…

"It's true", I said advancing towards Regina, my eyes now trying to demand that she tell me the truth. "All that Henry told me was true!"

She chose to only look at me, her dark eyes trying to reassure me of things I couldn't understand or refused to.

"You lied to me! To Henry!"

"I had no choice!" she said sounding fatigued.

"Whale", I said in a clipped tone, thankful that he was still around, "Whale, take Mary Margaret and Ruby outside."

"But…" he began.

"Do it, please!" I demanded angrily, feeling tears form in my eyes, "I need to have a talk with the…Queen." And I kept my glare aimed at her.

"You have no idea…"

"How could you?" I asked looking in disbelief at her, my eyes wild and wide. "I saw what you did. I didn't believe but just now, I saw! Everything Henry said, everything inside the book, all of it is true! It happened!"

She didn't answer but chose to look away, her face lined with fatigue.

"You did curse this place." And I lifted a hand to wipe my face, feeling confused and bewildered. "Henry was right. You are the Evil Queen."

"I'm not evil!" she retorted, her eyes flashing at me. And she swung her legs over the side of the bed, moving to get up. "Your mother added that to my name."

"Well lady, from what I understand based on what I've heard of you so far, your words are weak against my conclusion."

"Oh really, now, Miss Swan?" she said getting up, weakly, her eyes meeting mine, daring me to challenge her.

"So you've resorted to calling me Miss Swan again", I stated sarcastically. "After what I just did?"

"You're speaking to me as if we're rivals again and I am addressing you accordingly!"

"Are we rivals? Because I just realized that I am the daughter of the woman you hate the most."

"You tell me", she said flustered, searching my eyes. "You just found out about my past and you've chosen to push aside every single thing you feel for me only to replace it with the arrogant accusations of your parents, and everyone else."

"Do I have a choice?" I asked heatedly.

"Do you love me?" she asked suddenly, breathless, and Regina chose to step towards me, tentatively. I watched her with cautious eyes, her dark hair falling in her pretty face, and her lips still appearing dry.

Of course I loved her. But the curse, the fact that she had, many years ago tried to destroy my family and had succeeded in separating us. I had to grow up without parents because of her, had to move around in foster homes, no one really caring for me. I had to learn to be independent the hard way, fighting to make a living on my own, and eventually turning to crime to get what I wanted.

"You expect me to answer that question?" I asked conflicted. "Based on all of this!" and I gestured around me.

"Yes or no?" And she stood so close to me now, that I could feel her warm breath rush against my face, warming my skin.

"Regina…"

"I am not that person anymore", she said weakly. "You of all people should know that."

"You took away everything from them", I said looking at her still in disbelief.

She stood in front of me and lifted her hands now, moving them to rest them on either side of my tear streaked face. The feel of her touch was almost surprising yet welcomed because I longed for it. I wanted her to just keep them there, to keep looking at me like that, because that look was one I knew. I trusted that look more than anything else. And then she was running her fingers through my hair, her eyes appearing saddened and grave.

"I didn't mean to do that and frankly, you weren't in the picture many years ago. There were only your parents and they despised me, took away everything from me. And all I wanted", she said searching my eyes for understanding, "was to be happy. I never foresaw hurting you, because they chose to put you in that wardrobe." And she sighed. "Emma, you've changed me", she said softly, caressing my face.

"No I didn't", I said in a strained voice. "Ever since I came here, you've always been trying to get at me, always arguing, trying to bring me down and spite me. All I've seen from you is pure hatred, definitely no love and no consideration for my feelings."

"Because I thought you'd never feel the same way I feel for you!" she admitted.

"You tried to poison me!" I said in defense. "All this time, you knew I was the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. You knew!"

"I'm sorry!" she shouted.

"You wanted to get rid of me", and I began to cry, "I was leaving town, Regina. I was about to go my own way, and you'd never see me again. Yet you chose to try to get rid of me, to put me in a coma just so I wouldn't break your curse."

And I shook my head in disbelief.

"You call that love? Wanting me dead, that's love?"

"If the curse hadn't been broken", she said looking at me, "you'd never be in doubt about the way you feel about me right now."

"Oh great, hide behind your guilty actions as usual."

"Lash out at me all you want!" she said angrily. "Go ahead, shout at me, tell me every hateful thing you want! I deserve it!"

"I don't have anything else to say to you", I admitted coldly. "Because I know for a fact that had I been in your position, lying in a coma, you'd leave me to die. That's you", I said angrily. "You care for no one else but yourself."

"Emma!" she said, pleading with me. "All I can say is that I'm sorry!"

And I turned around, and began to walk away.

"Why did you kiss me?"

I was at the door, and stopped.

Sucking in all the air I could, I refused to turn around and face her.

"Because I thought you were someone else and just for a moment, I actually was blind enough to believe you'd ever love me or change."

And with that said, I stormed out of there, never looking back.

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[Regina]

I was such a fool, destined to lose every single thing that ever meant something to me. And I deserved every single bit of the pain I felt for it was my own doing.

Sitting at my dining table, holding my cellphone in my right hand, I just stared at it and dialed her number for the tenth time that night. Still she didn't pick up. I did it again, and again and when the battery level was reduced to one bar, I threw the phone aside on the table and stared off through the window to my right. This was my fault.

Had I been actually that naïve to believe poisoning Emma would do me any good?

My driving motivation had been to have her be gone and finally get Henry to myself. But that had all been a downright lie. Henry was never the firm foundation to which I claimed to set my revenge and vengeance on. It had always been the fact that I hated Emma for not returning any love to me. Yet I had never aided in urging from her any other emotion aside from anger. And to believe putting her under the sleeping curse would have solved my problem?

I became so furious at myself, at my stupidity, that I lashed out at the phone lying on the table miserably and sent it flying across and against the wall. Watching it smash to pieces on the tiled floor, I began to cry, sobbing and then I slammed my fists hard against my table, moaning.

How could I have been so stupid?

I had allowed vengeance to cloud my vision and force me to not think clearly at all. Clearly now I could gaze back and realize that I was only setting myself up to damage the situation further when I could have just chosen a different path. That was how demented my mind had become, refusing to even believe in good intentions. My blackened heart had driven me to a point where I could not rely on trusting anyone. And look where it had gotten me.

Getting up, I began to traverse my house aimlessly, finding myself moving up the staircase and towards Henry's room. When I realized that he wasn't there, that he had also given up on me, I dragged my feet and ventured to my room, flinging myself upon my bed and pulling my pillow close. Then I just squeezed it and lay there, sobbing.

I don't know how long I had been asleep but the slamming of my front door jolted me up with a start. And sitting upright on my bed with my eyes wide, I began to grow dizzy from the sudden shock, my heart pounding in my chest.

They had come for me.

I wasn't about to even put up a fight because I had no strength left, nor any magic. They could come and tie me up and take me away. I deserved it. And minutes passed before I heard footfalls on the stairs.

Allowing my boots to rest on the floor, I just sat there, my face wet from crying and I waited, clutching the sheets on either side of me where I sat.

It definitely must be Charming, coming to kill me with his sword. Or maybe it was Gold, here to finally get his revenge on me for what I did to Belle.

When she stepped through the door, I found myself lost, almost confused and shocked. And for a long time, I forgot to breathe, my eyes registering her long blonde hair, well-built figure, muscular arms, and firm set jaw. And her eyes.

I just sat there and stared at her, having everything around me disappear and my eyes just focused on the one woman who could make me feel so conflicted and confused about my sexuality that I was ashamed of it. The things I wanted to say to her, to perform on her. My hands ached to touch her bare skin, caress her naked body and kiss her. I wanted to kiss her so badly that I couldn't think straight.

And when she came towards me, I found myself rising from my bed, my heart beating wildly in my chest. I was so nervous, anxious, afraid that I felt weak in my knees, almost too weak to stand. Then Emma came to stand so close to me that my entire body ached for her to just touch me. I became so filled with passion that I began to breathe faster than usual, my chest rising and falling in quick succession. Her body reacted exactly the same, as far as I could notice for she was slowly losing it before me, her eyes filled with want. Our eyes met with passion.

"I want you", she whispered moving even closer, and her hands were on my shoulders, pushing me down to sit back on my bed.

"Emma…" I said hoarsely, our eyes never breaking that gaze filled with desire.

And then she pushed me into a lying position, on my back, climbing on top of me, her knees resting on either side of my hips. I could only feel myself becoming completely lost in her green eyes, that want and passion within them making me weak with desire.

"Regina…" she said softly, her eyes moving to rest on my chest, where the first two buttons of my red shirt were undone, exposing the bare skin above my breasts. And using her hands, she began to touch me, unbuttoning the rest, all the way down the line and parting the fabric, her eyes taking me in.

I gasped when her fingers trailed pathways down from my neck to my lace bra, then down my midsection, and when she lifted herself off me to reach for the buckle of my belt, I arched my back and tried to move my body back closer to hers. But she chose to press a palm against my midsection and push me down against the surface of the bed, pulling my belt off and throwing it aside. And then her fingers were unbuttoning my pants and unzipping it. And when it was only desire then she chose to allow her fingers to touch me, to travel further down where no woman had ever touched before, then she leaned back down, crushing her lips against mine.

And I reached up blindly, grabbing fistfuls of her soft blonde hair and pulling her closer to me. I kissed her hard and passionately, feeling her tongue meet mine and the way her head danced, pulling back and then pressing on as desire overwhelmed us both. Yet her fingers never ceased to press me on. I could feel them massaging their way against the fabric of my underwear, making me arch my back to meet their movements. Yet I wanted to touch her too but every time I tried to reach down to allow my fingers to caress between her legs, she forcefully grabbed both my hands and pinned them above my head.

"This is me punishing you", she whispered, pulling away from kissing me and I grabbed her hair, forcing her to continue to kiss me. This time she chose to take my bottom lip between her teeth and she pulled, her fingers continuing to torture me more and more. I could feel her fingertips sliding between my legs, and how I wished that they could touch my bare skin, for I was aching to be touched by her raw and bare.

"I…" I began but she quickly pressed her palm against my lips.

"You don't get to speak", she said firmly, using my words against me now, her eyes wild, "this time, you'll regret ever trying to hurt me", and she unclipped the front of my bra, parting the fabric aside and exposing my breasts. "It's my turn to get my revenge."

And before I could allow her words to sink in, she was using her tongue on my breasts, and when I felt her teeth against my heated skin, I moaned, reaching down to grab her hair as she sucked. Then just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, Emma was working her way down my midsection, pulling my pants further down and then my underwear was ripped off with force. I gasped as she began to use that incredible tongue of hers below my waist, forcing me to arch my back and cry out.

Yet even as she drove me towards the edge, Emma refused to let me fall over it. She kept having her way with me, taking control, dominating and loving it. And as she tortured me by not giving me that right to ride over the edge, I could only hold unto her wild blonde hair and beg her for more.

"I want to make you pay", she said savagely, "you're not going to get away so easily."

"Emma…" I begged, tears in my eyes, "don't…just make me…"

And she began to use her fingers, slipping them inside me, and moving, sliding her body on top and against me as she moved them.

"You are so pretty", she whispered, looking down at me, caressing my face with her free hand. And her pace quickened, driving me crazy and wild. My vision blurred as desire and want further engulfed me.

"Miss Swan!" I cried out loudly, arching my back and moaning, pulling up the back of her shirt and digging my fingers into her skin, my eyes closed. "Oh fuck!"

"You like that?" she whispered, her face close to mine, a smile on her lips.

"You're…going to kill me", I declared hoarsely, my vision becoming blurred, feeling myself riding so close to the edge, about to climax but she just wouldn't let me. "Why…"

"Because you've been so bad", she said and now she was using three fingers, quickening her pace but slowing down just to torture me. "You and those stockings and heels." I gasped as she worked her way with me, caressing my breasts with the other hand. "I've always wanted to rip them off of you and do this."

"Just…so…you know", I whispered, hoarse and weak, "I always wanted you to…rip them off and…fuck me."

"Really now", she said, "I knew that."

And before I could make the most out of her words, she lowered herself and grazed her teeth against my chin, then along my neck and then when I came hard, it was only then that she bit my neck, sucking on it as I shook against her, calling out her name. Yet her fingers never left me, but just continued to work their way, helping me to ride out my orgasms, as my body convulsed beneath her.

Yet when I chose to lie motionless beneath her, she still continued to ravish me with her lips and teeth, and when she finally was satisfied that her revenge was complete, I was so exhausted that I couldn't stop gasping for air. My fingers drove pathways through her sweat soaked blond hair and hers through mine, and my body was drenched and wet, the sheet beneath me soaked. No man had ever made me feel so completely crazy and ravished before. But Emma was definitely capable of making me feel so overwhelmingly pleasured that I desired more.

"I think now is a good time to tell you that I lived up to their standards", she said holding me against her, her arms around me.

"Hmm?" I asked weakly trying to look at her.

"Well Ruby, and a few others said you needed someone manly to unhinge you", she said and shrugged. "They thought you needed a man to do the trick."

"Well you can go tell them", I said pulling her close, nuzzling my face into her hair and then kissing her forehead, "that Regina says she doesn't need any man when she has a White Knight who is capable of unhinging her in every possible way there is, without using a sword."

"Oh my gods", she said with her eyes wide. "You do have a sense of humor!"

The End!

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A/N – Now I believe I have every right to say that she got what she was looking for, Regina, I mean. We skipped all the drama to have Emma get her revenge on her. All that talk about poison and sleeping curse was only a cover up PLEASE review and tell us what you thought!

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