A/N: The Evil Queen goes into some graphic detail about how she would torture her prisoners. She's pretty fucking ruthless, but as of right now, I don't want anybody to like her. There is a reference to the Evil Queen taking advantage of Emma as well.

I honestly was crying while writing this. I just want to reach through the screen and hold Emma.

Sometimes I wished that emotions didn't exist. This is heartbreaking and I'm writing the damn thing.

I don't think I'll be able to write anything as dark as this again nor do I want to.

xxx

Emma was immediately woken up from her nap by the Evil Queen pulling on her collar. She grudgingly got up and followed her. Her feet were bare and the Evil Queen purposefully walked on rough terrain so that it would cut up Emma's feet. She didn't wince once, especially in front of the Evil Queen.

"I'm not as horrible as people claim that I am."

"Yeah, I can tell," Emma said sarcastically, which rewarded her with a slap to the face.

"You will remember to respect me. I am your Queen."

Emma took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

"As I was saying, I am treating you better than the others who have become my prisoner."

"Please enlighten me."

"For instance, you still have all of your limbs intact."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Some prisoners, I leave them so that they are just a head and a torso. They are truly at my mercy then."

"What else do you do?"

"With other prisoners, they become my sex slaves. I don't force them though. They eventually break and give in."

She turned to look at Emma, "I have chosen not to do that with you...yet. I want to savor the moment when I completely break you and then rebuild you into the perfect image of what I desire."

Emma had a fire in her eyes, "I won't give you the satisfaction, no matter how many threats you make. I'm keeping myself restrained because I want to make it home to Regina and my kid."

"Yes, your son, Henry. What is he like?"

Emma didn't want to discuss him with the Evil Queen, but she didn't have a choice.

"He's very brave and doesn't give up, no matter what. He's like my mom, Snow White."

"So you're Snow White's daughter? Impressive."

"What else can you tell me about Henry?"

"He really likes creating names for the "missions" he goes on. He's really smart and has a temper that's not worth competing against. He gets that from you."

The Evil Queen chuckled, "I hope you remember that he's not my son."

"I know, but you're a part of Regina," Emma said with a shrug.

"Yes, but Regina is so different from me. She is so much weaker now. I wonder if she remembers how Mother always said that love was a weakness."

"Love? What are you even saying? Regina's not in love with anybody."

"She's in love with you."

"No, that's a lie!" Emma knew that it wasn't, but she didn't want to believe the Evil Queen.

"I can now see what she sees in you. You're a flame that will never extinguish no matter how hard someone will try."

"Pretty ironic that you're using fire analogies seeing as you use fireballs."

"I'm tired of listening to you talk. I think your pretty mouth should be doing something other than talking."

xxx

Regina woke up from a nightmare involving the Evil Queen killing Emma. She clutched tightly onto her comforter as she felt tears falling down her face. She was so damn angry at Emma for being so selfless and having her go back instead of having her remain with her other self.

She heard a knock at the door and saw Henry come in.

"Sweetie, why are you up? You should be in bed?"

"I heard you yell Ma's name, so I came in as soon as I could."

"I'm so sorry, Henry."

Henry had crawled into bed and got under the cover next to Regina.

She felt him hold her hand as he laid his head down on the pillow, "Ma's coming back to us. I can just feel it."

Regina gave him a sad smile, "Of course she is, Henry. She could handle me, so I have no doubt in my mind that she can take on the Evil Queen."

"You're not the Evil Queen, Mom, you know that, right?"

She looked down at Henry in surprise, "You don't think of me as the Evil Queen anymore?"

"No, I stopped when Ma told me to. She said that you were just Regina and that your past shouldn't define who you are."

Regina smiled and kissed Henry's cheek, "Emma is a wonderful woman who never stops surprising me."

"Mom, if you defeated the Evil Queen, then so can Ma. You two are an unstoppable force when you're together. I mean, not together together. You know what I mean."

Regina hadn't imagined her and Emma together, but the more that they bickered, the more she noticed that she was falling for the idiot. Maybe it was the way that the blonde smiled at her or the way that Emma always did things to annoy her just to get her to smile. She noticed that Emma loved it when she called the blonde, 'Miss Swan'.

She got under the covers and laid down while staring lovingly at Henry. Regina felt Henry squeeze her hand.

"Don't give up, Mom."

"I won't Henry, I promise."

xxx

Emma felt utterly disgusted with herself as she rolled over so that she wasn't facing the Evil Queen in bed. Normally, the Evil Queen would only use threats that involved something sexual, but this was the first time that the cruel woman had acted on it.

The Evil Queen had forced her to perform such a filthy act on her. Emma knew that it wouldn't be the last, but she wished she could've done something to stop it.

The Savior could feel the Evil Queen's hands all over and she tried to shake her hand to make the image go away. She felt like the Evil Queen had just crushed her heart into dust. This was the worst thing that the Evil Queen had ever done to her. She could handle her torturing her day in and day out, but not this. This was a violation that sunk deeper than anything ever had.

She felt like she was being burned alive when the Evil Queen wrapped her arms around the blonde's body. Emma hated that the other woman was so warm, she hated it that as sick as it sounded, it was comforting her.

No, it wasn't comfort!

What the hell was it?

xxx

Emma remembered reading about Stockholm syndrome in a news article and it described exactly what it was.

**Flashback**

Regina was sitting at her desk doing some paperwork while Emma was on her phone scrolling through things.

"Hey Regina, have you ever heard of Stockholm Syndrome?"

She looked up from her papers, "Yes, why do you ask?"

"I just found an article about it. I have heard of the word, but never knew what it meant or anything else."

"Will you inform me of what it means? I have forgotten."

"Sure."

Emma stuck her tongue out as she was concentrating on finding the word.

Regina didn't want to admit that it was somewhat endearing.

"It's a noun that means, "feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor. Why would anybody feel that towards someone like that?"

"It's one of those situations that you have to be in to understand."

"Have you ever been involved in something like that?"

"The kidnapping and hostage-taking situation, yes."

"Who were you kidnapped by?"

"Leopold."

"Oh."

Emma sat upright and frowned.

"Don't you start having pity on me now, Miss Swan. I have moved past that despite it taking a long time to do so."

"Regina, I'm still sorry that it happened to you."

"I never had Stockholm syndrome though."

"I hope I never experience it."

"I hope you don't either, Miss Swan."

xxx

Emma flinched when she felt the Evil Queen nuzzle her neck, it was such an intimate thing.

"I think that you enjoyed that just as much as I did."

The Savior didn't want to look her in the face, "I didn't."

"You say that now, but that's not what your body was telling me."

"I couldn't control what was happening to me!"

"That sounds like a pathetic excuse to me." The Evil Queen said flatly.

Emma turned around in the Evil Queen's arms, "You violated me in a way that I will never forgive you for. How the hell could you do to me what Leopold did to you? Is it some sort of sick and twisted way of "getting back" at him for what he did to you? In case you haven't noticed, there's nothing you can do to make him pay for what he's done!"

The Evil Queen gripped tightly onto Emma's throat and was making it harder for her to breathe.

"I don't ever want his name to pass your lips again. I had him killed the moment I escaped his clutches. It was truly satisfying, especially seeing the look on your mother's face as she had to bury her father so soon after burying her mother. I have a power over you that nobody else has. I am the one that can take your life without a second thought. Don't you dare forget that, Princess Emma."

She held onto her a little longer and released Emma as soon as her lips were about to turn purple.

Emma started coughing and rubbed her throat as she tried to get color back into her face. Without any doubt, Emma knew that it was going to bruise. It was going to be another mark that the Evil Queen put on her.

"I have court to attend to. You should rest here. I wouldn't want you to be useless when I come back."

The Evil Queen used her magic to appear in one of her dark dresses.

Emma didn't move from where she was as dark purple smoke surrounded the Evil Queen.

As the blonde woman laid there in the large bed all alone, she started to cry. She was crying for herself, Henry, and Regina. She wanted to go home and not be in this nightmarish place. She kept telling herself to be strong, but each day was draining her. She felt beyond broken. As much as she tried to fight it, she knew that she was losing this battle. If she lost this battle, then it would take no time at all for her to lose the war.

But she couldn't because if she did, then she would've truly lost who she was.

"I'm coming home, Henry," Emma whispered in the darkness.