Chapter 21

"Emma?" a voice cut through Emma's sleep. "Wake up."

Emma rolled over, arching her back. She barely opened her eyes as she expected the sun was going to be shining through the large window that leads to the balcony. Instead, she only saw Regina fully dressed and bathed in moonlight.

"What's goin' on?" she asked, drowsily. She turned her head back and forth, the haze of sleep still too thick for her to be able to think clearly.

"We're going on a trip."

Emma sat up and looked around. There weren't any bags packed, but it didn't seem as if something was amiss.

"Where?" Emma asked slowly.

"Just a little town," Regina said lightly. "I was going to wait for you to wake up yourself, but realized it could be noon before that happened."

"Would that have been bad?" Emma grumbled as she swung her legs off the bed, sitting on the edge. Amazingly, Regina had allowed her to fall asleep mostly clothed.

"Well, I figured we should leave earlier. This way, no prying eyes can watch. Besides, I believe there is some saying about the early bird…"

"Yeah. The early bird is a bitch the rest of the day."

"Language, dear," Regina said as she turned away. "Now, get up. We have places to be."

Emma got up slowly and walked to the closet.

"You don't need to change," the Queen said over her shoulder.

"What kind of place are we going exactly?" Emma asked as she turned back around. Regina smiled at her and motioned with her finger to follow her. They walked out of the room and down the hall. Emma seemed to remember this path, but couldn't remember from where.

"You still haven't answered me," she said. "You don't have to be all cryptic."

Regina stopped abruptly, causing Emma to run into her. The Queen turned back, a smirk gracing her lips. "That's what I do," she said.

Regina raised her right hand as she turned back to a door. It swung open silently and she stepped to the side to allow Emma to walk in first. Emma walked in quietly, still not recognizing exactly where she was. After Regina had closed the door, she snapped her fingers and candles sprung to life around them.

Emma gasped and took a step back, her back colliding with Regina. The Queen placed a hand on the blonde's shoulder, squeezing slightly. Her grip wasn't hard, but it was clear Emma would not be going anywhere.

As she looked around, she saw the mirror she had watched Regina commit murder in. Out of the corner of her eye was where Regina threw her against the wall and she saw the real Evil Queen. The woman she had heard so much about. And she noticed the small, silver box that Regina had placed her father's heart in. She couldn't help but visibly cringe at the thought that it could still be in there.

Regina could feel the magic in the room brushing across her skin. It was an interesting phenomena, but also very dangerous. So much magic had been performed in this room that its aura lingered in the air even years after the spells had been performed.

The magic around her was flowing inside her. She had been holding back on using her magic on Emma in many of the ways she desired, worried she would frighten her as she did when she was in this room before. But now, after Emma had caught small glimpses of what she was capable of, perhaps she could take it a step further.

"Is it still in there?" Emma said, breaking Regina away from her thoughts. The Queen followed Emma's gaze to the silver box sitting on a small table.

"Is what in there?" she said, her voice deeper than she had anticipated. The magic was becoming overwhelming. There was a reason she never brought anyone else in here. The seductive pull of dark magic was causing her to lose control over herself. The evil which she kept just barely under control was beginning to surface.

"His…his…" Emma whispered.

It was foolish for Regina to have even brought the princess to this room, if she truly thought about it. But as she pulled Emma further into her body, she couldn't help but congratulate herself on her ill-thought plan. She knew she should keep control over herself, but as she felt Emma tremble against her, she wanted nothing more than to let go.

"Heart?" she said. She ran her free hand down the blonde's arm and caught her hand, intertwining their fingers. "No. It is there only as a reminder."

"A reminder of what?" Emma asked. She felt her hand be guided to her abdomen then further up, cupping her own breast.

"Sometimes, great sacrifices must be made." Regina squeezed Emma's hand gently earning a small gasp from the woman in front of her. She moved so she could nip at Emma's ear before leaning down further, biting the place where neck connects to shoulder.

"Don't we have somewhere to go?" Emma asked quietly, not truly wanting the Queen to stop. She leaned her head to the left to allow Regina to have access to more flesh. Regina greedily took advantage of it, darting her tongue out, and tasting Emma's flesh.

"You want me to stop?" Regina whispered in Emma's ear.

"No."

"Wonderful," she said with a wicked grin. "I wouldn't have been able to stop anyway."

The princess let out a gasp at those words and put nearly all of her weight on the woman behind her. Regina let go of Emma's hand and brought her hand, which had been resting on Emma's shoulder, down to cup the other breast. She massaged them slowly, knowing Emma was becoming aroused quickly. Regina could feel the blonde's hardened nipples pressing into her palms and pinched the lightly, earning a moan from Emma.

But it was too gentle for the Queen. She spun Emma around suddenly and smashed her lips into the blonde's while attempting to open the top of her pajamas. Regina bit down hard on Emma's bottom lip and a hiss escaped her. Emma heard her clothing being literally ripped from her body. Her hands flew up to Regina's forearms and she dug her nails into the Queen's upper arms. Regina hummed in approval.

Emma ran her tongue along Regina's lips, asking permission for entrance. But, instead of allowing Emma control, she pushed her away.

"Regina?" Emma asked, confused.

"Quiet," she growled. She walked toward her prey and grabbed her shoulders, pushing her against the wall in the exact same place she had captured the blonde before. Emma gasped as her back made contact with the cold stone behind her. Regina captured her lips again and ran her nails down the princess' torso. Emma hissed as the pain quickly turned to pleasure and sent waves of arousal over her. The princess moved her hands to touch Regina, but they were quickly batted away.

"Kneel."

Emma immediately dropped to her knees, her back still touching the wall. The Queen smirked down at her, knowing the sight of her princess submitting to her would never get old. She vanished her clothes (except tall, black heels) and tangled her right hand in golden tresses. Her right foot found its way to Emma's shoulder and she began to guide Emma's lips to her center.

The princess understood and placed one of her hands on the bottom of Regina's lifted thigh while the other began to tease its way up her other leg. As Emma's hand reached the place where she knew the Queen wanted her to touch her the most, she switched directions and ran her hand back down her leg. She blew cold air over Regina's hot core, knowing it would drive her insane.

Regina pulled Emma's hair and forced her to look up at her. "Stop teasing," she commanded. Emma swallowed as she looked into dark, chocolate eyes that were beginning to swirl frantically with a glowing purple.

Emma turned her attention back to her task and thrust three fingers into the Queen without preamble. Regina's head fell forward and she placed her left hand on the wall above Emma, holding herself up. The blonde's teeth grazed over Regina's clit and the Queen tugged on the princess' hair even harder.

"Harder," Regina gasped out above her. Emma obliged, knowing she must be causing Regina pain. But it certainly appeared that the Queen was enjoying it.

Soon, Regina was clenching around her. Emma could feel shocks enter her where Regina's fingers were twitching in her hair. At first she flinches away from them, but soon begins to relish in their slight pain.

Regina pulled her up and smashed her lips into Emma's, tasting herself on the blonde's pale lips. She pulls away and looks at Emma's body, smiling evilly at the red lines running down it. The Queen reaches toward her, running her hand down her side and releasing some of her magic into her. When she reached the top of Emma's pants, she pushes them down roughly.

Regina closes her eyes, guiding her magic through Emma's body. She heard a gasp as she focuses on her breasts, knowing she was feeling tiny shocks of pleasure. Next, she focuses on Emma's clit. A strangled scream fills her ears.

She opens her eyes to see that Emma is barely keeping herself upright and her mouth open in a silent moan. Her eyes were squeezed shut. When Regina lightly touched her clit with her middle finger, Emma screamed again. Regina smiled and pushed two fingers inside her. She pushed against her clit with her thumb and Emma began to thrash against her.

Regina snaked her hand up in between them and rested it just above Emma's heart. It was beating rapidly, far faster than she had felt ever before. She pushed her fingers into Emma faster and began to dig her nails into Emma's soft flesh.

Emma opens her eyes quickly to see Regina staring directly at her, her eyes nearly completely purple. She felt Regina's fingers begin to enter her flesh, but couldn't bring herself to tell the Queen to stop. She knew what was happening, but it didn't hurt. In fact, it felt extremely pleasurable. She moaned and felt Regina's fingers go even further into her, the feeling becoming more and more intense. When her hand was about to enclose Emma's heart, she felt Regina hesitate.

"Please, Regina," she moaned.

Emma felt Regina grab her heart, not squeezing, only holding. A blinding white light erupted from both the Evil Queen and the Savior as Emma screamed out the Queen's name. She felt as though she was falling, the only thing keeping her in place was her Queen.

Regina felt warmth penetrate her body as the room erupted in light. She kept her hold on Emma until the light faded and the princess had stilled. She removed herself from the blonde, but still held her close, waiting for her to be able to stand on her own and dressed her back into the pajamas she had worn down to the room..

"What was that?" Emma asked, sounding almost afraid.

"I don't know, dear," was all Regina could say. Her voice was no longer deep, her need to use magic sated.

Emma opened her eyes and looked up at Regina. Regina gasped as she saw gold swirling around in the princess' eyes.

"What's wrong?" Emma asked, pulling away from Regina.

"You…that was your magic," Regina said with a smile. "You can use magic."

"Like…wait. What?"

"It's not like my magic," she said. "It's because you're the Savior. Your magic is starting to surface."

"I still don't understand," Emma said with a frown.

"When I touched your heart, it must have triggered something," Regina said more to herself than Emma. "But this is for another time. We have to go."

"We had enough time for what we just did," Emma mumbled. Regina merely frowned at her and raised an eyebrow. "Then we talk about it when we get back."

"As you wish," Regina said. She turned her back to Emma and walked over to a cabinet in the corner of the room. She opened it slowly and pulled out a top hat.

"How did that get back here?" Emma asked. The hat brought back a wave of feelings from her time in that dungeon, but when Regina turned back to face her, any fear she was feeling left her immediately.

"I sent it back here when I brought you back," she said simply. She walked over to a small desk and opened a drawer and retrieved a necklace with an emerald on the end. She placed her finger on the gem and it began to glow. Then, she placed it around her neck.

"I must warn you about this place we are going," she said as she walked back to Emma. "It can be very strange. Things aren't the same as they are here."

"I think I can handle it," Emma said confidently. "But perhaps I could get a change of clothes?"

"The hat will dress us as we go through it. Their clothing is somewhat different."

Regina walked to stand by Emma and threw the hat on the ground. It began to spin, just as it had for Maleficent. Purple and black mist began to immerge from it, forming a vortex.

"After you," Emma yelled over the loud sound of wind.

"Together," Regina said with a smile. Emma smiled back and grabbed Regina's hand. They jumped into the hat together, small spurts of laughter escaping their lips as they flew to their destination.

"This is it?" Emma said as her feet hit the ground. She looked around to see doors of all shapes and sizes.

"No. We're inside the hat right now. This leads to many different other worlds."

Emma began to walk around, noticing a green curtain with the letters OZ on it. "Where does this lead?" she asked.

"OZ," she said. "We'll have to venture there one day."

"And this?" Emma asked, pointing to a mirror.

Regina's face seemed to darken as she looked at it. "You must never go through that mirror, Emma. Do you understand?"

Emma nodded quickly and went to stand by Regina who had placed herself in front of a white door.

"Is this it?"

"It is."

Regina opened the door to pure darkness. The Queen grabbed Emma's hand and pulled her inside, the door slamming behind them.

"Holy shit!"

Emma flew through the air, landing hard at Regina's feet. At least, she thought it was Regina's feet. As she looked up further, she saw that whoever it was had on patent leather heels and some sort of strange, sheer material covered their legs. A short, tight black skirt began just above their knee.

The blonde scrambled to her feet, taking in the rest of the outfit. A silky, purple collared shirt clung to the woman's torso and a black jacket was over it.

"See something you like, Miss Swan?" the woman asked. It was definitely Regina. Her hair was shorter than back in their own land, coming down to barely touch her shoulders and it was flicked out gently.

"Oh, yeah."

"That's quite interesting attire the hat picked for you," Regina said in an amused tone. Emma looked down to see that boots came up to her knees and blue pants (the material was unfamiliar to her) clung to her thighs and hips. A white, cotton, sleeveless shirt was covered by a red leather jacket.

"I like it," she said with a shrug.

Regina smirked and began to walk. There was white fence around them and a singular apple tree. The apples looked red and succulent and Emma almost reached up for one before running after Regina.

"There are things in this world you have never even dreamt of," Regina said. "For instance, instead of candles, they use something called 'lecktracity' to light their homes."

They rounded a corner together to see the front of a large, white house. As they walked towards the door, Emma began to get more and more apprehensive.

"What is this?" she asked Regina, stopping abruptly.

"It's just stone. Don't worry."

Regina walked forward onto the cement, Emma following hesitantly behind her. She walked to a door with the numbers "108" shining on it in gold. The Queen knocked three times. Emma stood close behind her, turning her head from side to side. This was a very strange place indeed.

The door swung open and a woman stood there, looking powerful in a black pant suit with a vest and white, collared shirt. Emma gasped as she saw that the woman standing in front of her looked exactly like the Queen.

"I was wondering when I'd be seeing you again…your majesty," she said with a smirk.

"A pleasure to see you too, Madame Mayor," the Queen replied as she walked in the mansion.

A/N: Thank you all so much for your reviews on the last chapter! I was actually planning on that being the last one I got up before Christmas, but I just couldn't stay away from you guys for that long!

Next chapter, you'll learn more about Mayor Mills, Storybrooke, and what the hell is up with Maleficent. That is, if everything goes as planned. I'll start working on it tonight if all goes well. I have to go to a darn Christmas Program at church so I'll start thinking everything out then. Church is where I thought this chapter out this morning. I'm going to hell.

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