A/N: I cracked my pants writing this one... Too. Many. Fucking. Feels. Excuse. The. Language. Anyway, I'd like to tell all the Guests that have given me prompts that I have noted them and problably even written them by now... So, even if I can't, for obvious reasons, answer to you, it has been done!

Prompt: Regina is put under the sleeping curse, and Zelena traps Robin so he can't save her.

"How charming this all is. Shame it can't last. Anyway, dear sister, here comes retribution. I can't kill you right now, but one thing is for sure: I can do this!"

Regina didn't even have the time to take a deep breath before Zelena produced a hairpin that suspiciously looked a lot like one of hers from the Enchanted Forest, and made it fly towards her.

It stung a bit where the pointy end collided with her neck, and then, she fell backwards, feeling as if she was falling onto a soft cloud.

Her eyes closed, and she fell into oblivion.

"No!"

Zelena whirled around and chuckled, her green gaze falling onto the thief trying to get free from two of her minions' grasp. "Now now, dearest, don't fight too hard. I'm going to keep you close a little longer. After all, I wouldn't want my dear sister to awake this easily, would I?"

She whirled her hands in the air, and all disappeared from the town' centre where their little...display had taken place.

Regina's body was placed where she most wanted it – in her vault, protected with invisible spells and two of her most trusted monkeys.

Robin was brought to Rumpelstiltskin's cell, now empty since the wizard lived with his jailer of his own free will.

"Do not worry. Your little brat is safe. For now." Zelena chuckled again before locking the cell closed with another of her spells. "Oh, I forgot to mention something. See, my dearest sister wasn't that good at making sleeping spells. This one is a little wretched. If she isn't awaken within the week...well," she chuckled again, "oops."

Robin groaned as he tried to push against the bars of his cage, but the witch disappeared by the trap, leaving him in complete darkness.

Time passed this way. Everyday, Zelena would come bring him some distasteful food, and laugh at him for the faces he made.

While he couldn't do much but count the days he had left.

The morning of the seventh day, Robin had lost all hope of ever getting free. He had even started silently weeping the loss of Regina – a woman he didn't know so well but cared for as impossibly as could be.

But that day wasn't meant to be for tears.

The trap above his head burst open with a sound like an explosion, and a second later, the legs then body of Emma, the Saviour, appeared before his cell.

"Robin! Are you alright?"

He stood. "Emma? Careful, she enchanted the lock."

Emma nodded, understanding, then her brow furrowed deeply and she outstretched her hand.

The lock opened with the same explosion-like sound.

Robin got out of his cell. "Do you know where she has brought Regina?"

"Her vault. David and Hook are already there. Hurry!"

He didn't have to be told a second time.

Regina had been struck by the spell at dusk, and the sun was already low in the sky as the yellow bug made its way in the woods.

As they arrived, sounds of battle reached their ears. David and Hook were fighting the two guardians of the vault, both of which were too quick to strike.

Emma armed her gun and aimed. One monkey fell onto the ground, the other following not long after.

David hurried to the doors of the vault, only to be thrown back by a spell.

Hook hurried at his side, before eyeing Emma. "Do it, Swan."

Emma nodded again, and as she had done in Robin's cell, she outstretched her hand, and the doors burst open.

She turned to Robin. "It's your cue. Hurry, it's almost dusk."

Regina's vault was a maze of tunnels all filled with magical objects, some of which he would have loved to learn the use of in another life.

But right then, his only concern was to find the lifeless body of the woman he cared for.

He found her as the sun gave up his last rays. He didn't waste any time, hurrying to her side and pressing his lips to hers.

In the faint light of the candles, his lion tattoo was highlighted.

Nothing happened at first.

Robin was certain he had failed. Had found her too late.

But as he was about to released a cry of anguish, Regina sucked out a deep breath, and her eyes fluttered open.

"Regina!" Robin hurried at her side.

Her eyes found his, and widened at his sight. "You... You have awaken me?" He nodded and her eyes fell to the hand holding her arm, and the tattoo she saw there. She smiled up at him. "One day I'll have some interesting story to tell you. But first," she swung her legs over the edge of the coffin Zelena had lied her in, "first, we find my dear sister, and end her."

Robin gave her a hand, one he didn't let go as he smiled. "Nothing would make me happier, Your Majesty."