Emma walked slowly up to the mansion, a bit wary of the werewolves that lurked within. She knocked on the door, glancing around and let out a sigh of relief as Regina opened it.
"Hey, is Lycia home?"
"You can relax, Swan, she had to go to the school. Seth got into some trouble. Have you found anything?"
"Uh, yeah. I know where this Bron guy is. He's in New York actually. I can send you the address. He works at a car shop. Who is he?"
"Lycia's father." Regina answered. "Thanks, just text me the information."
"Are you bringing him to Storybrooke?"
"That's the plan."
"Haven't you had enough of werewolves yet?"
Regina laughed. "Very funny, Miss Swan. Now, good bye."
"Regina, wait." The blonde put her foot in the door so Regina couldn't slam it. "I want us to at least have some kind of relationship."
"I don't." Regina said.
"But you know we can't go through life just ignoring each other."
"Miss Swan, I'm not ignoring you. If I was ignoring you, I wouldn't have come to the door. I wouldn't even have acknowledged your presence. I just don't want to be around you, and the cause is understandable, don't you think?"
"I said I was sorry. When are you going to let this go?"
"I held a grudge against your mother for 28 years. Is that enough of an answer for you?"
"Dammit Regina." Emma said with a sigh. "I miss you, okay? I miss us."
"I don't." The brunette deadpanned. "And I am quite done having this conversation. You made your choice and I made mine. The only difference is, mine lead me to my True Happy Ending. Your stuck with your fishy rum-guzzling pirate and his stupid boat. Have fun." She tried to close the door again, but Emma stopped it again and pushed her way inside. "Get out Swan." Regina hissed.
"You going on a trip?"
"Not that it's any of your business, but yes."
"To get this Bron guy and bring him to Storybrooke?"
"To bring him home, yes." Regina said. "He's Lycia's father. We just found out he's alive and in this world." She crossed her arms. "Now, good bye, Miss Swan."
The front door suddenly burst off its hinges as Lycia dragged a kicking and fighting Seth into the house. "Go upstairs. Now." She commanded. Seth growled at her and she snarled back, towering over him. Seth backed away and stormed up to his room, slamming the door and breaking it.
"What the hell?" Regina said, magically fixing the door.
"Sorry about that." Lycia said. "It's almost time for his first change." She grinned. "So excited." Then she noticed Emma. "Is there a problem, sheriff?"
"No, not at all, just dropping off some information for the Evil Queen." Emma said, with a smirk.
"Evil huh?" Lycia said. She walked over to Regina and planted a heart stopping kiss on her lips. She made sure to add in quite a bit of tongue. "Tempting, alluring, beautiful, sexy. But Evil does not comes to mind." She smirked sinfully. "Bold and badass, but not evil." She grinned as Regina struggled to catch her breath. Lycia curled her lip at Emma, clearly proud of staking her claim on her mate.
"I should go, see you Regina." Emma hissed, letting her shoulder hit Lycia's on the way out.
"One day I will have her head." Lycia growled.
"Is Seth okay to travel?" Regina asked, still trying to catch her breath.
"Yeah, he'll be fine for another week or so. Why? Are we going somewhere?" She asked, noticing the bags at the door.
"Yes, we're taking a little trip to New York. It's a surprise, so don't ask why. Help me get everything in the car."
"All the way to New York, for what?" Lycia easily picked up all of the bags and looked at Regina with a raised eyebrow before taking them out to the car. Regina went upstairs to get Seth. The boy was furiously pacing the room.
"Seth." He stopped to look up at her. "We're about to take a little trip. You feeling okay?" She knew that his first change was making him incredibly moody and irritable. It wasn't his fault though and she wanted to make him as comfortable as possible until he finally did shift.
"I'm fine, Gina. Why I am so angry?"
"Because it's almost time for your first shift." She said, kneeling in front of him. "You're going to be able to Run with us soon. Isn't that what you want?"
"I'm scared."
"It's okay to be scared. I was too."
"Yeah right." He scoffed. "You were the Evil Queen. You aren't afraid of anything. You're so fearless, like Mom."
"And so are you. Not many kids would have the guts to attack the Savior. That was fearlessness. Don't worry, your Mom and I will be with you every step of the way."
He smiled and hugged her. "Thank you, Gina. I'm glad you're in the pack now."
"Well, I'm glad to be here too. You can call me anytime."
"Okay." He said. "Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise. I'm hoping it'll be a good one and doesn't backfire."
"I'm sure it'll be great." Seth grinned and took her hand, leading her downstairs. Ruby was waiting at the door while Connor helped Lycia pack the rental car.
"You sure this is a good idea, taking all of us on a road trip with one we don't trust, whose leader is locked in an asylum and a kid who might wolf any second."
"Lycia said Seth is good for another week and if Connor isn't in Storybrooke then he can't let Alistair free and Alistair can't get out anyway. Tell me you didn't think I was stupid enough to not plan all this out." Regina said smugly.
"Alright, you got me. Except where the hell are we going?"
"Just ride, Rubes." Regina smirked.
"It sounds so weird when you say that." Ruby said.
A few minutes later they were all set and ready to go. The ride felt like three hours longer than it should've been due to Ruby's taste in music, stupid car riding games from Connor and annoying road trip songs sung by Lycia. All of it contributed to Regina wondering why the hell she decided to do this. She liked Lycia's voice, it was the same tone as her howl, strong and rich, but her song choice was terrible and Regina knew it was only partly used to annoy her. Seth was surprisingly animated and talkative, a stark contrast with the boy who had to be carried into the house a few hours before.
"Alright Regina, we're in New York. What for?" Lycia asked, parking the car near a car shop.
"Stay here. I mean it, all of you." Regina said. She exited the car and made her way inside the shop. A handsome guy with dark hair and a goatee was seated behind the front desk, reading a magazine. His name tag said Quentin. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a Bron Rollins."
"You found him." She jumped at the extremely deep voice behind her and came face to face with Lycia's father. Well, face to chest. He was massive, built like a professional wrestler with incredible looks. Despite the fact she knew he had to be decades in age, he barely looked 30. He was just as stunning as his daughter with a full head of gorgeous black hair that looked kind of like Superman's and the same multicolored eyes as Lycia. "How may I help you?" He asked with kind eyes.
"I'm here about your daughter." Regina said cautiously.
"Daughter? I don't have a daughter." He said, eyes darkening. "All I have is my bone headed son." He cast a playful glare at Quentin.
"Her name is Lycia. Look, I know who and what you are. You're an Alpha, a werewolf." She paused to see his reaction, which was one of edginess and slight anger. "Lycia is alive and well. I'm not here to blackmail you or something. I'm here because I thought Lycia wanted to see you again. She told me about you. She told me how to take her for walks in the forest and how you taught her to hunt and fight and how to stop getting kicked in the face by porcupines. She misses you. She didn't know you were alive."
"Where is she? Where is my daughter?" He asked, voice already cracking, eyes shining with hope.
"All I have to do is go get her." Regina said. "Wait here." She rushed outside and nearly wrenched the door off the car in her haste to get it open. "Lycia, come with me. Now."
"Why are you so worked up?" Lycia said, walking much slower than Regina want her to, but being only a few months old as a werewolf, she didn't have the strength to force her mate to go any faster.
Finally they reached the car shop. "What is this? Why are we here, the car is fine."
"I wanted you to meet someone, or well re-meet someone. Bron just come it dammit."
"Bron?" Lycia frowned and looked up as her father came into view. "Daddy?"
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