Only a Dream:
Author Note: Well here it is, finally, Chapter 10! I thank you all for your patience and understanding that this has been a really tough couple of weeks for me hence why this update has taken so long. I appreciate it is only short but once I am back to normal there will be longer chapters to make up for it! I hope that you all enjoy it! I am going to do this chapter slightly different and do both Emma and Regina's POV.
As ever, a big thank you to my beautiful friend and Beta, LithiumGirl – make sure you go and check out her stories!
Regina'sSass x
Emma's POV:
Anger. Mistrust. Exploited. Violated. These are only a few of the emotions running around the blonde's mind. How could Regina do something like that and act as if nothing has happened? How could she be so stupid to fall for the mayor's mind games? Of course, the brunette did not want her, not really. This was all just a game to her, a game that the saviour had lost along with her trust and dignity. So many questions rippled through the blonde-haired woman's mind her thoughts jumbled as if she is on a roundabout spun so fast and hard she could not make sense of the world. Thunder snapped her back to reality and she realized she sat in the middle of the forest. There was no way she could go back to the loft in this state but there was nothing the blonde wanted more than a shower and change of clothes. Dirty, another adjective that sprang to mind. Dirty from not only opening her legs to the one person she thought she could trust but also because of how much she enjoyed it and wanted it to happen again. Oh how she wanted to be at the complete mercy of the Evil Queen once more. The relentless downpour began to soothe the blonde she loved listening to the rainfall against her bedroom windows at her various foster homes. It calmed her soul and this time was no different. This time though she felt cramped in her bug too ashamed to go home. The saviour had begun to drift off when a spark emitted through the beat up beetle and startled her awake. She quickly sat up and looked at her hands that displayed a soft white glow. Emma's brow furrowed as she looked at the skin on her arms and chest and the same white hue was there too.
"What the hell...?" the blonde thought to herself,
This was something she had not witnessed previously it was frightening. She knew she possessed white magic but surely she would have been warned about something like this happening if she engaged her emotions. Magic is, after all, Emotion. Regina. Emma started up her bug and began the trek back to the one place she did not want to be right now but the only place she knew held answers. Out of the forest and began to back to the white mansion that dominated Mifflin Street.
Regina's POV:
Anger. Mistrust. Heartache. Idiocy.
"How could I be so stupid?!" the mayor scolded herself, she had done it this time.
The brunette knew that everything had been too good to be true. Of course, Emma was going to react in that way she was violated, her trust abused and she had every right to be angry. The mayor got herself dressed and changed the sheets on her bed putting the dirty ones in the hamper for when she can be bothered to do the laundry before making haste to the study where she kept her trusty decanter of cider on the bookcase. One glass quickly followed by a second and then a third. Regina welcomed the burning sensation at the back of her throat as the liquid warmed her from the inside out. She needed to fix this.
With a flourish of her hands, she disappeared in her signature cloud and emerged right in the middle of Gold's shop. The transportation mixed with the cider made her feel a little queasy but the brunette kept her head held high and her body language as regal as a Queen. She cast her eyes around the shop filled with junk from their land, possessions people once had but traded for a deal from the wicked imp. Gold thrived off torment so displaying people's prized items seemed like a sure good way to cause some problems good luck to them challenging Gold for their return, though. Regina's thoughts were interrupted rather suddenly causing her to jump and internally curse at losing her composure. She turned to her right where the famous Mr. Gold stood, leaning on his cane with that smug smirk that she so desperately wanted to knock off his face into next Tuesday.
"I am closed dearie" Gold had no manners and he sure as hell was not going to start with them now "and yet you still manage to make yourself at home."
Regina growled. She could not be bothered with mind games, not today, not any time soon. She took a step closer to Gold and bore her teeth with her lips curled evilly at the corners – he responded to this side of Regina and he never failed her this time either,
"I will not take much of your...precious time, Gold. I need to ask something. Something strange has been happening lately and I demand an explanation" the brunette pressed her palms on top of the glass counter as she leaned over to the imp, "and I know you will have one so do not waste my time"
Gold's smirk was there once again which just angered Regina further. This was not going to be over quickly and she was not going to give up until it was over.
"You look different, your Majesty. Almost...glowing"
The mayor's eyes widened at this revelation she felt different but glowing? She looked in the mirror and snapped her head back towards Gold at what she was greeted by,
"WHAT IS THIS?! What is happening and why?"
He took hold of one of the former Queen's hands and examined it. The white glow simmered away under olive-toned skin he sighed sarcastically and bore his eyes straight into Regina's
"Why your Majesty, it is quite simple. You are in love. This is light magic the purest of its kind that only comes around when your heart and soul is touched by your truest love"
Regina started internally panicking, cursing and felt more nausea, but that could have been the cider and transportation mix. This could not be happening. The Saviour, Emma, is her truest love. That would explain the heart pulling, the white glow and the awful feelings of guilt and loneliness,
"Don't be ridiculous Gold. How can my heart and soul be touched by my true love when he is dead in another land?"
"Oh HE might be dead in another land and HE might very well have been your TRUE love but HE wasn't ever your TRUEST love. That's the difference Dearie"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Oh I think you know your Majesty. Miss Swan certainly has gotten under that thick skin of yours. Now if you are done wasting my time I would like to go and spend time with my wife."
The mayor remained as she was. Not only did she know the light magic would have something to do with Emma she had never thought that the other things would mean they were each other's Truest Loves. That is absurd. That is...Oh shit. Regina quickly grounded herself again and looked at Gold in a slight panic. She could not have this news going any further than it had to and by that, she meant between the two of them.
"This goes nowhere, do you understand, imp? This conversation never happened."
Rumple's twisted laughter filled the space between them as his smirk grew wider,
"What conversation would that be, dearie?"
Once satisfied Regina flicked her wrists up and disappeared once again in her cloud of purple smoke landing in the safety of her own foyer. She was about to head up the steps into the main hall as the doorbell sounded. The mayor glanced at the clock, it was late and she was not expecting any visitors, who would visit her anyway? She turned around and opened the door only to greet the one person she definitely had not anticipated expecting any time soon
"Emma...?"
"We need to talk."
The brunette looked on as Emma stepped into the foyer. The door closed behind her and only when she was once inside did she notice the saviour also had the same white glow under her skin. Relief and fear flooded through her body. What would Emma make of this situation? She hates my guts; she will most definitely laugh in my face when I tell her what is going on.
"Of course. Would you like a drink or anything to eat?"
Emma shook her head no and gave a small smile for the offer and pleasantries. Only then did she fix eyes on the brunette properly. Her mouth fell open as she took hold of a hand and looked closer at it
"Regina, what the hell is this?!"
The mayor sighed softly and looked into forest green eyes smiling slightly giving the saviour's hand a light squeeze,
"You had better follow me; this may take a while."