A/N: This is a shorter one, it's not one of the ones I'm proud of, but it's something. Let me know what you think, thank you!
Rating: K
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Full Moon
"Did you die a happy man?"
It wasn't a question, not quite. It was her pathetic way of mocking him even when he's passed on. Her every intention was to make it funny, not for the laughs, though, not for the satisfaction she got from jeering at people, but keeping it lighthearted was the only way for her to keep it together. And with that, she still found her throat tightening and her eyes pricking with tears, because he said he would. He said he loved her, he got the privilege of being hers, he got to spend his mornings waking up next to her and his nights dozing off beside her, and the in-between holding her, and if he dies, he'd die a happy man. Well, he did. He died.
She gave him one order and he couldn't follow it. Don't get in my way. And he did. He got in her way.
"I wish you could see this," Regina breathed out in awe, her eyes fixed up at the full moon. It was wondrous, wide with orangish hues, and Roland compared it to a giant pumpkin, making her laugh out loud and giving her another reason to be a bit happier on this lonesome day.
Everyone in town did their own thing, they had their own little families and set of friends, she didn't belong in their groups, despite it all, they weren't all that comfortable with her. Once a villain, always a villain, it seemed. And Henry was gone, her little prince was off to whatever adventure he had his mind set on, and although Roland wasn't his replacement, his presence made her just as happy as her son's. She was glad she managed to stop Little John and the rest of the Merry Men from taking him back to the Enchanted Forest. It wasn't what Robin would've wanted to happen to his son, she would know, he told her, and the boy managed to fill a little bit of that void Robin left behind.
"Roland carved his first pumpkin yesterday," she said, smiling fondly at how excited the boy was, the pride that filled him at his accomplishment. It was sloppy, a poorly done job, the eyes weren't nearly identical, they weren't even on the same line, and the mouth was far too small, nevertheless, it was perfect. "I told him to wait until right before Halloween, he wouldn't. It's a pretty pumpkin, though, he poked two holes on the sides of it for dimples and called it Robin," she let out a little chuckle, swiping a hand over her eyes to wipe away the tears that stubbornly clung to her lashes. "He misses you, you know. I miss you, too."
It's been two years since, two years and she still hasn't said goodbye, she wasn't ready to, and she wasn't ready to give up on him, either. Dead is dead, they couldn't be brought back to life, that's what she'd been told for years, that no magic was powerful enough. But Rumple came back, the captain did, too, and if only for a brief moment, so did her first love. However, how Rumple came back was still a mystery to her, there was some sort of a sacrifice that she didn't know the great details of, and she wasn't going to go down to the Underworld for Robin, not because she didn't want to, it wasn't to avoid the mess that followed them after the first time they did, either, but out of fear that if she does, he might not even be there. She should be happy with the thought that he could've moved on to a better place, she was too selfish to accept it, though. There was one last option — do what Whale did to her deceased fiancé, and maybe this time it would be different, maybe it would work. Robin was her soulmate, Daniel wasn't, Robin's heart was still intact, Daniel's was crushed, and it was full moon. Great things happened during a full moon.
"Cooperate with me, Robin," Regina pleaded, shifting around to face him. He looked peaceful, just as handsome as the first time she'd seen him, not an extra wrinkle on his face. Opposite to what the rest believed, he was never buried, only preserved and hidden in her vault, and as long as there was hope in her heart, she wouldn't bury him. Not in a million years if there was still, even the slightest chance, to bring him back. "I know you're here, somewhere, listening to me. Work with me on this."
The plan was easy. She prepared an ancient spell with ingredients she'd been collecting over the years, some she already had in hand, others were rare and hard to find, but she managed to get a hold of them. It was to repeal whatever Hades did, because deep down, she knew the God of destruction was a liar, he was a trickster. Robin's soul didn't cease to exist, those must've been words to scare them, but he'd done something to it. Whether it was lost somewhere or trapped, this spell would revoke what he did. The next step was to find a heart amongst the large collection she had and use it, only half of it to avoid what happened to Daniel, the agony he was put through, but then it hit her. Charming died of a crushed heart, too, and half of Snow's brought him back. They were True Love, and her and Robin never shared a True Love's kiss, only because there was never a curse to break, but they were soulmates, and every time they did kiss, there was something. Maybe that was it. Not any heart would do, but hers.
Regina looked up at the night sky and pursed her lips. The Harvest full moon was almost at its highest point, it was almost time. It was now or never, well, in a few years.
"Don't let me down," she murmured, thrusting her hand into her lover's chest to retrieve his heart. It was bright red, completely pure, and it wasn't beating, yet. "Here goes nothing," she sighed, plunging her hand into her own chest with a swallowed back groan. She split their hearts into halves, his was still, while hers was strong, and the chances of them both walking out of the cemetery well were slim, but it was a risk she was willing to take. She placed half of hers beside his, and his by hers, and with a little bit of magic, her hands glowed and she conjoined them. If this works, they would literally carry each other's hearts within them, and most importantly, he'd be back. "This better work, you better get back to me. We've got a little boy waiting for us back home." Regina gulped, holding one heart to his chest and another to hers, she bent and pressed their lips together, and with a hiss, she pushed both inside.
It was much more painful than it was all the other times she had to put her heart back in its rightful place, after all, her body was carrying half of an organ that didn't belong to her, but as soon as the shock passed, her chest grew lighter and her breathing regulated, her lover, however, remained still. Though, when she placed a trembling hand atop of his chest, she felt it. Light, faint, but surely existent pulse.
"That's it," she encouraged enthusiastically, both hands repeatedly compressing against his chest, hoping it would help and it did, every heartbeat that followed throbbed stronger than the other, his chest began rising and falling, and before she knew it, he drew in the longest breath and his blue eyes flew open, finding hers.
"Regina?"
She did it. She brought him back.
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