Love, Fate And Magic

Chapter 12- Stop That, It's Annoying

Emma lay wide awake on her bed, her arms and legs limp at her sides as she stared at the ceiling. She hadn't slept all night, how could she? A slightly insane women and rage inducing guy were wandering around Storybrooke with information about her past but refused to give it! Ten years! Ten years the blonde had been floating along, undisturbed by life and the people it contained, but now she was here, having her boat capsized by people who refused tell her anything.

Emma's eye snapped over to the wall containing her art work, roaming over the various images of the unnamed man. Lucas, there he was, stuck to her wall!

Were they related? They had to be! What were the chances that they knew each other so well in the past that she drew pictures of him and that they shared the last name?

Emma rolled off the bed and snatched the picture off the wall, glaring at it. True, he looked younger in the pictures and less rugged looking, but there was no denying it was him. The same scar ran along his eye with the same smile on his face. It was such a warm and comforting smile, one she knew she had seen a million times before. He wore the same ring as she did, around his neck. Emma lifted her hand to examine the same ring. It wasn't a very exciting ring, but it was exactly the same to the one in the picture, just like everything else.

The sheriff sighed, and stuck the picture back to the wall, running her fingers along it as she did. Why was he here now? Ten years had gone by and she'd never seen him before, so why now did he choose to show up? Emma turned her gaze to the other people on the wall, her eyes passing over Regina and the various landscape drawings, onto the other unknown man on the wall. Killian. At least he had a name on his. Emma wished she knew who he was, she wouldn't even care if they hated each other, all she wanted was to know. They could be her family, the people who raised and loved her.

Emma shook her head, walking away from the wall and back over to the bed. If someone had loved her in the past they would have come looking for her. All she had ever remembered was her name. The blonde sank back down onto the bed, her eyes resting on the baby blanket hanging on the chair. Someone had made that for her, taken time to knit it. Maybe it was her mother? Or Grandmother?

The blonde turned to the window when she felt warm sun on her face, licking at her skin. She looked over at the alarm clock and read six thirty on its bright screen. She groaned and rose from the bed, collecting up articles of clothing to wear for the day while grumbling to herself. She cast one last look at the wall before leaving the room to get ready for work.

After showering, dressing and having a fleeting conversation with Mary Margaret, during which she had rammed several pieces of toast down her throat while informing her about the importance of a good breakfast in the morning, Emma had gotten out of the apartment and travelled over to the station. Parking in the sheriffs spot, next to Morgan's beaten up looking truck, the blonde made her way into the station were the sound of giggling filled her ears. Rounding the corner into the main station, Emma spotted Ruby and Morgan tangled together in what looked like a typical teenaged make out session. Huffing, Emma clapped her hands loudly together, making the two spring apart, looking like they had been caught by disapproving parents.

"I'm real happy for you both and all, but keep it out of the station." Emma grumbled, disappearing into her office as Morgan and Ruby said their goodbyes to each other. The blonde barley acknowledged the deputy when he waltzed into her office, a dopey grin on his face.

"Good morning blondie." He chimed, receiving a grunt in reply as Emma sorted through paperwork. "What's got your knickers in a twist?" he teased.

"Nothing." Emma grumbled, not looking up.

"Is it Regina? The stranger?" he asked, frowning when he got no reply. "Both?"

"Shouldn't you doing deputy stuff?" Emma snapped at him, looking up.

"Probably, but I'm more concerned about the fact you're reading that upside down…" Morgan pointed out and the sheriff glanced down at the document in front of her, frowning when she realised she couldn't read it.

"Oh yeah." She muttered, spinning it around.

"How much sleep did you get last night?" the younger guy asked, plopping down onto one of the office chairs.

"None."

"Jeez, Regina that good?" he chuckled, but quickly stopped at the hostile expression he received.

"I met the stranger yesterday." Emma said quietly, ignoring Morgan's previous question.

"Really? What did he say?" The deputy asked, scooting his chair forward with interest.

"His names Lucas…Lucas Swan."

"Swan? As in you Swan?" Emma shrugged, wishing she knew the answer.

"I don't know. But he knows who I am."

"Are you hoping it's just a coincidence?" Morgan asked and Emma shook her head.

"The idea that I might have family is…amazing. But that would also mean they abandoned me for ten years." The blonde confessed.

"Maybe that's not the case."

"How do you mean?"

"If Lucas is your family and there are more of you, perhaps your parting caused them not to look for you." Emma frowned at him as he continued. "I mean who knows, you could have killed one of them and run away. Maybe that's why they didn't look for you, they could've been pretty pissed about it." The blonde stared at Morgan before letting a smile crack across her face.

"I am one hundred percent sure that's what happened." She laughed, making Morgan laugh as well.

"Hey you never know." He defended. "Hey did you find out what he was hanging around Henry for?"

"Yeah, as usual Henry was being far too curious." Emma shook her head at his lack of stranger danger.

"Have you filled Regina in? She seemed pretty," Morgan seemed to be looking for the right word to use. "…upset yesterday."

"No not yet." Emma said, frowning at the deputy. "What's your deal with her?"

"Regina?"

"Hmm." Morgan didn't answer at first, his eyes fixed on a spot on the floor.

"She's a bad person." He said finally, making Emma lean forward in interest.

"Why?"

"She just is. She's been a bully for as long as I can remember." Morgan muttered. "She knows she has all the power around here, and doesn't have any issue making sure everyone knows it."

"She's not all bad." The deputy shrugged.

"You see something I don't I guess." He stood from his chair and made to leave the office. "If you being with her can bring out the good in her, then I'm all for it. But I won't hesitate to step in where I'm needed should she treat your wrong."

"Thank you, Morgan." He smiled at her before gesturing to the dart board.

"How about a game?"

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Regina smiled to herself as she zipped through her paperwork. Things had gone reasonably well with Emma yesterday, and she felt she had made her position quite clear to the blonde. Still, things were going slower than she would like, but it was safe to say they were moving along all the same. Regina grinned to herself as she leant back in her chair, thinking about the fun she and Emma could have when they finally break through Emma's barriers. There were a few things she had wished to do in the Enchanted Forest with the blonde that they had never gotten around to that Regina planned to make up for now.

The mayor was ripped from her thoughts at a light tapping at the door. Expecting to be met with the sight of the sheriff, Regina was taken aback by the sight of a rugged looking man instead. The stranger.

"Hello." The brunette greeted, smiling at the man who seemed to be taking her in. "What can I do for you?"

"I merely wished to see you." He said, turning to close the doors. Regina frowned and stood from her desk as he slowly approached her, stopping in the centre of the room.

"Have we met?" The mayor asked, trying to place his face.

"Yes, but like for most people, I am just a distant memory." There was no warmth to his voice, and Regina noticed his stiff posture. She gasped when she suddenly remembered him.

"You…" she whispered, her eyes roaming his body up and down. "The boy from the night Emma-"

"Lost control." He finished watching her with cold eyes.

"But you were-"

"Dead? Yes, it would seem even death can't stop you from fulfilling your fate." He said sternly, his expression stoic.

"I don't understand." Regina muttered, frowning at the man before her. She could remember him quite clearly now. At the time his body had been transparent and his appearance a few years younger than how he is now.

"In this world I go by the name of Lucas. But back home it was Eron." He filled in. "You know I had quite a lot of hope for you."

"Me?"

"Yes, you see the future has a nasty habit of never showing you what will really happen, instead it gives pieces that can often be very misleading." He began with a snarl, crossing his arms over his chest as he talked. "Just like you. We all truly believed you would be the right choice for Emma, that you would stick to the path of good and live… happily ever after." He said the last words in a high mocking voice.

"I am the right choice!" Regina snapped, glaring at Lucas who sneered at her.

"You? Because of you Emma jumped through a portal, forgetting everyone she ever loved!" he growled, moving to advance on the mayor, but stopping himself. "Because of you she lost herself!"

"Don't you think I know that?!" Regina hissed angrily, making sure to keep her voice down. "I know exactly what happened! I suffered deeply because of it."

"No! You don't get to be the victim here! If I could have I would've been there to stop her! But no! Instead I had to guide her to fulfil her destiny!"

"You helped her?!"

"I had no choice!" he snapped. "The higher power control me! They decide what happens and who helps, not me!"

"The higher power?" Regina asked but Lucas waved her off.

"That's none of your concern."

"So what are you doing here now?" The mayor asked, a sense of panic rising in her as she begun to realise what his presence here could cause.

"Doing to exact opposite of what you're doing." He hissed, letting himself advance threateningly on her. "You think you can prevent Emma from getting her memories back? Not if I have anything to do with it."

"I don't know what you mean." Regina said, putting on a mask to ensure Lucas didn't pick up on anything.

"Oh yes you do." He smirked at her. "and here's the best bit. There are only two ingredients needed to bring back Emma's memories…and the moment I get one, I get the other!" Grinning Lucas spun around and walked towards the doors, Regina hot on his heels.

"You think you can get past me? I'm the Evil Queen dear, I don't lose." She snarled and the younger man turned back to look at her, his face emotionless.

"The Evil Queen? You really can't change, can you?" With that, Lucas flung open the doors and disappeared down the hall, leaving Regina to shriek in anger, slamming the doors shut with all her might. Nothing was going to get in the way of her happiness! Not again! She wouldn't lose Emma, especially not to a ghost.

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Emma frowned at her phone as a strange text appeared on the screen. Typing in her passcode, Emma read over the text from Regina, pulling on her seatbelt as she did.

'Get over to my office as fast as you can X' Emma pocketed her phone and sprung the cruiser into life as she wondered what was urgent that Regina needed to see her right away. Not leaving it to the imagination, Emma pressed down on the peddle and sped off down the street towards the town hall.

No less than ten minutes later, Emma found herself rushing down the halls towards Regina's office, ignoring the receptionist who tried to stop her.

"Regina?" she said, bursting into the office, looking around for the mayor.

"Emma." the blonde turned and spotted Regina to her left, leaning against the wall, an odd expression on her face.

"Regina what's going? Your text sounded urgent." Emma said, rushing over to the brunette, placing a soft hand on her arm.

"You didn't get back to me on the stranger." Regina said coldly. The blonde backed up a bit, noticing the dark expression on the mayor's face.

"I was getting around to it." Emma mumbled, making the brunette suddenly advance on her, making the blonde back up.

"When I ask you to do something, you do it!" Regina snapped, continuing to walk towards Emma until she collided with the desk, groaning slightly from the dull pain of her back hitting the hard surface.

"I did!" Emma said back strongly but shrunk back when the mayor glared at her.

"Once again you didn't call at all last night!" The blonde huffed loudly.

"You're not my mother Regina! I don't have to check in with you every five minutes." Emma snapped back.

"Don't take that tone with me." The mayor grasped Emma's jaw, tugging her face forward. Before Emma could utter another word, Regina crushed their lips together with bruising force, startling the blonde. The mayor's free hand quickly began wandering Emma's body, tugging at her jacket, trying to push it off her.

"Regina." Emma said, trying to gain the brunette's attention, but was ignored and instead felt Regina push her tongue into the blonde's unsuspecting mouth, silencing her. Emma began trying to push the mayor off, sensing where this was heading.

"Don't fight me." Regina growled, tugging slightly on Emma's hair.

"Stop." The blonde said, squirming away.

"Why?"

"Because," Emma tried finding words but failed when she felt Regina tug at her top. "Regina enough!" The blonde pushed the mayor away hard, making her stumble slightly. Emma quickly put distance between them.

"Why do you keep pulling away?!" She cried, reaching for Emma again.

"I'm not ready for this!" Emma snapped, readjusting her jacket.

"You just need to break through the barrier." Regina said, grasping the blonde's jacket and kissing her again.

"Regina no!" Again Emma pushed her away, this time moving to the other side of the room, watching the seething mayor.

"Why won't you let me in?! Why won't you let me love you?!" Regina shrieked, making Emma curl into herself.

"I can't do this." The blonde whispered and tried to rush from the room only to be caught be Regina once more.

"Please don't run from me." The brunette begged, pulling them close together. Emma closed her eyes tightly as she felt Regina hug her close. It was strange, like they had done this before.

"I'm not running Regina." Emma said, hugging her back. They stood like that for a moment, Regina clinging to Emma for dear life, while the sheriff felt herself get lost in buried memories.

"I don't know how to do this." The blonde whispered, detaching herself from Regina and rushing from the room, unsure of where she was going.

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Regina stood rooted to the spot, staring at the door, hoping Emma might come back. After a while the brunette forced herself to move, wrapping her arms around herself, seeking comfort desperately.

She leant against the back of one of the sofas, her arms still wrapped around herself. Her thoughts strayed to the heart locked away in her home, an image she often used to comfort herself.

If Emma didn't come to her by herself, she might have to make her…

A/N: Oooooooh what is Regina getting herself into? This seems like an unsafe path for her relationship with Emma. Will she do something regrettable? Please follow and review as always, I love everything you have to say. Till next time Kids.