"So, what do you say?" Regina asked, looking at the teen. She could tell that she was really considering it.

"I..." Emma began but stopped. She looked up at Regina. "I'm sorry, but I can't" Emma shook her head.

Regina glared at Emma. She couldn't believe she said no to her. Emma noticed the glare she was getting from Regina, and quickly continued. "Whoa chill. I said I can't, not that I wouldn't. You can't get mad at me whenever something doesn't go your way" Emma added. Looking back down at her math homework. She should really concentrate on her homework instead of entertaining Regina.

Regina walked over and looked out of the window, trying to calm herself down. She knew she would never get Emma to do what she wanted by yelling at her, or even threatening her, and she had no interest in hurting the teen. Even if she didn't know why. Then she thought about what Emma just said to her. "Wait" She called out, looking back at Emma. "Why can't you go alone with me to Storybrooke?"

Emma sighed. "Look, your majesty" Emma replied throwing her pencil down on her paper. She rolled her eyes. She really wished she knew what the older woman's name was, it would make it so much easier to communicate with her, and now that they were living together, she should definitely know. Emma looked back to where Regina was standing near the window before she continued. "I have to finish my homework. It's getting late, and if I don't do it now, later I'll be to tired and to lazy to do it" Emma tried to explain.

"Emma. This is important. This is my life we are talking about. I need your help, whether either one of us, like it or not" Regina explained, walking closer to Regina once more.

"I'm sorry. This is my life. Right here, this. And right now, I have to finish my homework. Can we talk about this later?...Please" Emma asked, hoping the older woman would just drop this for now. She felt bad for her, but there was nothing she could do, and she needed to finish her homework.

"Fine, but this conversation isn't over" Regina stated, as she walked back over to the window and looked at the cars driving by.


Emma laid down for bed, later that evening. The Queen had been silent all afternoon, ever since that conversation earlier, about going somewhere that didn't exist. Emma almost felt bad for her. She seemed sad. Emma also felt guilty, for not doing what the other woman wanted. She actually believed that she was causing the woman to be sad, because she wouldn't go with her to Storybrooke. Emma told herself over, and over again, that it was crazy, and even if she wanted to go, she couldn't. But apart of her wanted to go. Maybe if the older woman saw that the place didn't exist, maybe she wouldn't bring it up again, and maybe she would move on to hell, or heaven, or where ever ghosts went after life.

She looked over at Regina who had been staring out the window. She reminded Emma of herself when she would look out of the window at all the families that came to adopt all the other kids. She hoped that maybe one day, someone would show up and claim her. But Emma now knew that no one was coming. Right now it was just her. And at the moment. The older woman, who had no name. She sighed.

"Hey, why don't you come and lay down. And get some rest" Emma called out to her.

"I'm fine dear. You sleep. I'll be over later" Regina replied, barely above a whisper.

"Awe. Please, come on, your making me sad" Emma nearly whined.

Regina looked back at Emma and shook her head. "How can I sleep now, when this is my life, dear?" She looked towards the now empty streets once more. "This is depressing. A depressing life to live. You should be sad"

Emma sat up in her bed. "Can you tell me something about you? Before you died. What were you like?"

Regina rolled her eyes. "How many times must I tell you dear. I am not dead. I'm not a ghost"

"Then please" Emma patted the spot next to her. "Come tell me, what you are, and about you" Emma smiled.

"Now, why on earth should I do that?"

"Because, If you do, maybe I can help you. You said you needed my help" Emma reassured the older woman.

"Why do you feel you can't me?" Regina asked walking back over to Emma, while remembering what the teen said earlier that day.

"Answer my question first" Emma scooted over, and decided to sit by the wall.

"Fine, if you insist" Regina spoke, as she sat down next to Emma. Maybe if she shared a little with the teen, she would help her more.


Emma and Regina sat side by side on the small bed, that was barely big enough for one person.

"So, what are you?" Emma asked with a smile. She felt like a kid again, a little kid, ready for story time.

"I am a queen dear. I have informed you of this fact"

"Yes, you have mentioned it about a 100 times already. But, what are you doing here, and why am I the only person who can see and hear you, and why every time I am a short distance away from you, you become weak?" Emma asked, she was excited. Finally she could get some answers she had been wondering about ever since the woman next to her appeared.

"I am in this land without magic, to get my revenge on a woman who wronged me nears ago" Regina glared at the wall imagining it was Snow White. "And, I don't know the answers to all those other questions".

"So your not from this world" Emma asked quietly.

"I'm not from this realm" Regina corrected Emma's terminology.

"Then where are you from?"

"I'm from the Enchanted Forrest"

"The Enchanted Forrest" Emma repeated. "Where, have I heard of that before..." Emma asked as she scanned her memories, as to why the place sounded so familiar. "I think I've read about it...in books...Oh...You mean the Enchanted Forrest that are in fairy tales?" Emma asked as she frowned at Regina.

Regina frowned as well. "Fairy tales? I can assure you, I have no ideal, what you are talking about"

"You know, like Cinderella, The little mermaid, sleeping beauty, Snow white-"

Regina interrupted Emma. "You know of Snow White? That's impossible" Regina made sure to go into a world where no one knew of them, and their reputations, that way no one would come to the annoying princess' aid.

"No it's not" Emma argued. "Everyone and their mother, have heard of the story of Snow white" Emma rolled her eyes. Was this lady serious. "Snow white, was a princess who lived in a house with like 8 guys or something...And an witch was jealous of her because she was pretty and gave her an apple that was poisoned, she put her to sleep, a random prince came by, kissed her she woke up, they lived happily ever after...blah, blah, blah..." Emma rambled on.

"That was not at all what happened" Regina scoffed. If she was the supposed to be the witch in the story, she was not jealous of Snow white, she didn't know where Emma got the information from, but she was wrong. Really wrong. And she was going to let her know to.

"Emma. You are wrong. That is not what happened"

"Yes it is" Emma argued. "I know what happened"

"No it's not" Regina frowned and glared at Emma.

"I think I would know what happened. I'm 16 years old. I think I know more about that story than you do" Emma argued back. The older woman was like 30 or something, it must have been over 20 years since she heard the story.

Regina laughed in disbelief. "Emma. I am the witch the story. I think I know what happened"


Emma starred at Regina for a moment. She internal lie detector letting her know that the older woman, actually believed that she was witch from the Snow White fairy tale. Emma starred before she burst out in laughter. She covered her mouth so that she wouldn't make any noise. Regina just crossed her arms and glared at Emma until she stopped laughing.

"Are you done dear?" Regina asked.

"Y...Yeah...yes" Emma laughed. "I'm done...I'm done" Emma laughed once more. "You, can't be serious" Emma shook her head.

"I'm dead serious. And I'm not a witch. I'm a queen"

"You said you came to a land with out magic...meaning here. Can you do magic?" Emma asked crossing her arms.

Regina rolled her eyes. "I have done magic, and I've done magic around you" Regina waved her hand and a drawer across the room opened by itself. "Is that proof enough for you?"

Emma shook her head. "Any ghost can do that. Tell you what, tell me your name, and If you get it right, I'll believe you" Emma crossed her arms over her chest.

Regina sighed. She wanted to keep her name from Emma, but what the hell. What harm could it do? "My name is Regina"

Emma shook her head. "That's wrong"

"Excuse me?" Regina asked in disbelief. "I think I know what my name is"

"I think the witch...or queen...in Snow white's story is named...Grimhilde or Something like that...not Regina!, come to think of it, the way you dress, with those big poofy dresses, you look like someone who would be called Grimhide"

Regina shook her head. "I was a fool for thinking you would take this seriously. Making a mockery, of my life, just forget it. Forget I said anything. I will try to figure things out on my own" Regina replied, upset and sad. She wanted Revenge. This was not Revenge, this was hell. She didn't want to be stuck with Emma. She wanted to be in Storybrooke. Living as Mayor Mills. Not a babysitter.

Emma could tell by the look on Regina's face that she must have hurt her feelings. The way she was looking cold, and distant. "Look...Um...Regina, I'm...I didn't mean to make fun of you. I mean, this is crazy, you telling me that you are an Queen, the Queen from Snow White. That's crazy"

Regina glared at Emma for a moment before she waved her hands, making herself disappear. Just because she had to stay around Emma didn't mean she had to talk to her, or even gift the teen with her presence.

Emma looked around the seemingly empty room. She could feel Regina in the room, but not seeing her, actually seeing her. She felt alone again. "Seriously, your going to disappear?" Emma looked around, silence. There was no one. Just her. "Fine. I can disappear as well" Emma replied as she throw the cover over her head. She felt childish, but Regina was hurting her feelings by hiding from her.


A whole week and some days had gone by, and Emma hadn't spoken with Regina. At first she could feel Regina's presence, like when you know, someone is watching you, but eventually Emma got used to that feeling and it became normal. The absence of Regina, of seeing her, arguing with her, sleeping next to her, was making Emma sad. She had not called out for the other woman, because that would have been crazy. Emma started to believe she made Regina up. She wasn't real, Emma told herself time and time again. It was just a sick and cruel joke her brain played on her, making her believe, she wouldn't have to be along anymore.

On the other hand, Regina walked next to Emma everyday. She went to school with her, she sat beside her, she laid next to her every night. For the first couple of days she was angry, that Emma made fun, of who she was, but eventually that anger turned into hurt. She wanted to appear to Emma a couple of times, but the teen seemed as if she forgot Regina ever existed, And that hurt Regina even more. She kept telling herself. She was the evil queen. She shouldn't be so weak. She should get back on task, she should just force the teen to go with her to Storybrooke, and stay by her side 24/7 and make her do all of her work for her, until she found a way to break free from what ever this was. But she couldn't bring herself to do that. She kept telling herself, she wasn't going to do that, because it would never work, instead of believing that she wasn't going through with that plan, because some how she cared about Emma, and what happened to her.

It was Friday afternoon. 11 days had gone by with out Emma speaking to Regina, and without Regina speaking to Emma. Both kept count. Emma stood in front of her social workers office. She knocked and heard someone tell her to come in.

Emma walked in expecting to see her social worker she had known ever since... she could remember. "Um...I thought I was meeting my social worker Mrs. Howard today?" Emma asked a big man who sat behind the desk. This was no Mrs. Howard. The man stood up and held a hand out for Emma to sit in a red chair in front of the desk. Emma followed his silent instructions and looked confused as he locked the office door before taking his seat.

"I'm John Maureen" The man stated as he pulled his chair under the desk barely fitting under it. "Your old Social worker passed, and I got all of her assignment"

Emma gasped. She wanted to cry for the woman, who was always so kind to her, but now was not the time. She rapidly blinked her eyes trying to get her emotions under control. She listened as the man continued.

"Your my assignment now. And..." The man looked into Emma's folder. "...I see that you are not in the proper school for your district. I will have you transferred immediately"

Emma gasped. She didn't want to change schools again. "Mrs. Howard said it would be okay, if I staying in that school, as long as I kept my grades up, so I wouldn't have to change schools again. It's hard being the new kid, especially the new kid, who lives in a group home" Emma argued politely.

The man slowly looked up from his paper work. "And. You're an orphan" He told Emma rudely. "I'm you social worker now, and I'm not giving you any special treatment. You're going to be at a disadvantage for the rest of your life. Along for the rest of your life. Get that through your head now girl. Better be glad you're pretty, you could use that to your advantage" The man said slowly looking at every inch of Emma's body.

Emma felt uncomfortable with the man's gaze on her. She shifted in her chair.

"I tell you what" The man continued. "How about I teach you a little lesson now, you do a little something for me, and I'll let you stay in your school"

Emma not understanding what the man was talking about asked : "What, are you talking about"

The man stood up, and walked around the desk. He walked over to Emma, causing her to be frightened, but she didn't want to show that she was afraid, so she just sat there. "I'm talking about you using your body, to get what you want" The man whispered and placed his hands on each side of Emma's chair and leaning down so that he was inches from her face.

Emma leaned back, trying to get the hotness of his breathe away from her. She gasped as he touched her cheek. Emma slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me!" Emma spat.

"You little bitch, I'm trying to help you" He reached his hand back, and Emma's eyes widened she flinched preparing herself for a hard slap she knew was coming. "What the hell?" The man asked. Emma looked up at him, and he tried to hit Emma again, but it seemed as if something had a hold of his arm, or someone.

"Regina?" Emma asked excitedly.

"I'm right here Emma" Emma heard her voice beside her. She looked over, and there stood Regina. Emma smiled.

Regina waved her hand and sent the big man flying into the wall behind the desk. Emma stood from the chair, and raced over hugging Regina. "I'm so glad to see you. I thought I was crazy, I'm sorry for laughing when you told me who you was" Emma apologized. Regina tensed in Emma's embrace. She was an evil queen. No one ever hugged her. She didn't know how to feel about this physical contact.

"You can apologize to me later dear. There is a rather large man, currently trying to hurt you" Regina smirked.

Emma pulled away, and grabbed a hold of Regina's hand. "Let's go Regina" Emma pulled her towards the door, Looking back at the man who was trying to gain his balance. He looked up towards where he knew Emma would be. His eyes widened.

"Who the hell are you, and when did you get here?" He questioned as he limped quickly to where Emma and Regina was standing. Emma tried to pull Regina to the door again, so that they could get the hell out of that office. The man was crazy.

"Your crazy. I'm Emma you creep. I've been in here for a while now, and you tried to molest me. I'm telling the cops on you!" Emma shouted at the man, still trying to pull Regina who seemed to be bolted to the floor.

"I'm talking about the bitch next to you" The man responded angrily. Still Limping towards Regina and Emma.

Emma gasped and looked at Regina. "He can see you?" Emma looked at the man, he was almost in arms reach of them, and Regina refused to move. Emma had to do something. She let go of Regina's hand.

The man stopped in his tracks. "Where the fuck did she go?" His eyes widened.

Emma took this opportunity to knee the man in his nuts. When he knelled over in pain, Emma looked at Regina again. "Regina, please let's get out of here!" Emma begged. "Please"


Emma and Regina sat on Emma's bed back at the group home.

"Regina. Why did you leave me?" Emma asked Regina as she looked up and in the older woman's eyes. "I thought you were gone forever"

Regina sighed. "I never left you. I'm sure you knew that"

"I did at first. But eventually...it just felt like...like you were gone...and I didn't like it" Emma admitted. She was now looking at her hands. Regina looked at them too, and remembered what happened earlier.

"Emma...we need to talk..."


To be continued...

I hope you all enjoyed this Chapter :) Let me know what you all think! You have been so helpful with all of your thoughts and suggestions. Please, please, pretty please, keep letting me know what you think, it helps me write more :)

Also, I know a lot of you was expecting Emma to go to SB with Regina in this chapter, but they were not ready yet... Please keep reading, and soon...