Hello guys! here's the update! I know i keep putting off or leaving some pieces about what Sydney Glass has in store for Regina. This chapter is a bit creepy and obnoxious (in my opinion). Thank you very much for your lovely reviews and for reading my story lots of love to you guys! thank you!

5 hours ago

Mr. Gold carefully hid the dagger in his coat the moment he heard his doorbell rang as the door in his antique shop opened, knowing that the pirate who yields to his every whim had returned with his good news, the people from Arandelle had finally returned to their land.

"So tell me, pirate, how does it feel like to tell a lie on the face of the one you love?" Gold says with an evident smirk on his face.

"You tell me, Rumplestiltskin, after all it is something you had done very well." 's smirk suddenly wiped off his face as he realized that the voice is not from the man he despised the most. And when he look back to see the person speaking to him in such manner, he saw the person he least expected to see.

"Well, well Mr. Glass," Gold turn his back to the man as he securely closed his vault where he kept Killian's heart, and when he secured it with his magic, he once again faced Regina's former minion, "to where do I owe this intrusion?"

"Let's just say, I am here for a deal that you certainly cannot turn down."

"Well, I am afraid your visit here is futile." Gold replied confidently, "Everything that I ever wanted are all in the tips of my hand."

"Are you sure, Dark One?" Sydney replied tauntingly, "because I have something that even the Snow Queen have not told you about. Something that your powers of foresight have not informed you about."

Seeing that Mr. Gold is rather speechless, Sydney came closer to the Dark one's counter and run his hand across the glass stand before him.

"Let's just say that you did succeed in freeing yourself from your dagger, how sure can you be that it will provide you everything you needed? Everything you...wanted." Sydney smirked as he roams around the antique shop inspecting the little trinkets around the shop that was once owned by the people from the Enchanted Forest.

"Well since you are so clever with that kind of idea," Rumple replied trailing behind the disgraced man,"and I am not saying that I do believe you - but let's just say that your words somehow made me interested with that information." Rumple paused for a moment and then continued warily, "What would you possibly want in return?"

"Well it's just someone you no longer hold value but holds dearly to my heart" Sydney stopped in his tracks as his eyes nestled towards the puppets (that were once Marco's parents) at the corner of the Dark One's shop, he took three long strides, grabbed the puppet's limp frame and played their small wooden hands.

"Whose unfortunate soul would you like me to give you in return?"

"Just one of your little marionettes we often fondly call... Regina."

It was uncharacteristically dark as Regina drove down the Mifflin Street that evening right after she, Henry and Emma left the sorcerer's mansion. The lamp posts on the street are out, the nearest house next to her was uncharacteristically quiet and the only sound that you can hear are the thunder that never failed to bother Regina.

Heavy rain started to pour as Regina dropped her car in her garage and moved past her garden to her front porch. The strong gust of wind along with the heavy rain made it difficult for the brunette to walk past her garden and by the time she did, she was already soaking wet.

So when she got into her house, Regina immediately went to her walk in closet to change her clothing, but by the time that she had changed to her comfortable night gown, her lights suddenly went out.

Tired and annoyed, Regina went to her room to get her cellphone to call her former step-daughter-turned mayor, Mary Margaret to report another power interruption in Storybrooke, how she hoped it is not another infamous villain that caused this inconvinience. However, by the time that she opened her door, she was surprised to find that it was not her room that welcomed her.

It was the King's chambers in enchanted forest.

Dark and gloomy and smells like death.

Frightened, Regina took a step back to escape, but her body stumbled across a body that was blocking her path and when she looks back, she was horrified to see Leopold standing before her.

His hands are gripping her shoulders.

His eyes, dark and lifeless.

His face is filled with dark marks caused by the venom of the Agrabban vipers.

Regina watch as Leopold's lips twitch into a menacing smile that revealed his yellow and now rotting teeth and maggots slithering out of the corners of his mouth.

"I am glad you are here to please me, my Queen." Leopold said as he slowly leans closer to claim her lips, the stench of rotting flesh starts to overwhelm her fuzzy thoughts and made her nauseous as Regina fought and struggle to wrench herself free from the grips of this sadist old man whilst avoiding the king's lips touch her face and when she did break free she ran as far and as fast as her bare feet could without looking back. Never will she let another man force her into doing things she doesn't want to do.

She no longer cares where her feet brought her as long as it is far from the castle that imprisoned her from her misery.

It was only until she stumbles across an upturned root that caused her to fall on the muddy ground that she realized she was running through the forest.

Robin...

The mere thought of his beloved archer caused her eyes to water and made her tears to mix with the rain that are now flowing down her face.

She is scared and lost and she misses him. That moment she felt like a little girl lost in the forest. Scared and vulnerable.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Regina was awaken from her thoughts as she heard the familiar voice that send shiver down her spine as she realized that it was her father speaking to her. A sudden sense of longing filled her aching heart and the urge of hugging her father filled her whole being. He always makes her feel safe.

But when she was about to run to her father's arms, she saw gaping hollow in his chest, the place where his heart is supposed to reside...

Until she remember ripping it out and crushing it into ashes as a price for a curse that will feed her greed for vengeance. A curse that made the darkness feast her soul.

"Father?" Regina said frightfully as she tried to reach out to her father, but the warmth and kindness that she will usually see in Prince Henry's face is now contorted with hate and anger.

"I am sorry, Father." Regina still tried to reach out hoping that she could do something to undo what she had already done.

"Sorry, is that all that you can say?"

Out of nowhere Graham stood before her with a knife at hand and ready for assualt. Behind the huntsman stood hundreds of people she could not recognize, but she could sense the undeniable anger that filled their being towards her.

"For all the lives that you destroyed, do you think a simple apology will suffice!?" Graham spat as he gripped Regina's neck and stranggle her, "Even death is not enough for all the wickedness that you brought to this world, you will have to suffer." Graham smiled as his eyes wander from her head to her dangling toes. "Death is too good for you."

Regina tried to break free and use her magic but she was frozen and unable to conjure anything to protect her. She could feel her lungs almost giving out with the lack of air and she could already see dark spots filling her vision. She look helplessly back at her father hoping… praying that he will save her like all the other times that he did when she is in danger.

But he just stood there and watch unblinkingly as life is slowly being sucked out from her being. There is a smile of satisfaction that etched her father's lifeless face.

When she thought she is about to die, Graham let go of her throat and she wheezed as she tried to catch her breath and fill her deprived lungs with air as she felt her body fell on the ground. She thought it was over and tried to crawl away from all these people who are closing her in, until she felt someone drag her by the hair and felt her body smashed to a cold stone before she felt rough ropes tied around her neck, hands and legs. .

When Regina tried to look upon the face of the person who dragged her she felt as if life was drained out of her face as she saw Owen, or better yet to say, Greg Mendell with a torch on his hand and a smirk on his face. He was more malevolent that she remembered.

"It's about time you pay for all of your mistakes." Greg said as he stood with all the people whom the Evil Queen had killed. Regina writhed and striggled as she watched Greg raised his torch and cried out, "Burn the evil Queen!"

Regina stood there, voiceless and vulnerable as she watch everyone throw their torches at her and felt the flame slowly burning her skin. It was painful, but not as painful as she watched the last two people who threw their torches at her.

It was her father and Daniel.

"Father, Daniel, please don't do this." Regina begged, "Help me, please, I love you."

"You love us?" Daniel replied mockingly, " You're love only brought us pain and misery. And for that..." Daniel lips curved to a wicked smile, " you shall pay."

"Burn the Evil Queen!" Daniel cheered as the other people roared in agreement.

With these last words she watched everyone laugh and jeer as the flame slowly consume her body. She squirmed and fought while she saw the flame burning her outstreched arms and legs, her heart pounding while her mind is fuzzy from the smoke and panic that's overwhelming her.

"No! Please stop this!" She cried out of pain and fright, "Daniel! Father! Help me please! That is not me anymore please." But those words did not escape from her mouth and that terrified her.

She saw them melt before her very eyes like melting candle figures as she felt herself succumb to her own demise. She saw their eyes fall out of their sockets as their skin and clothing is slowly consumed by the flames. They are all laughing as if they are taking pleasure as the flames consume their being.

"No!"

"No!" Regina screamed as she jolt awake on her bed, her body was soaked with her own sweat and her muscles are still shaking due to her nightmare, "It is just a nightmare, nothing more." Regina tried to assure herself but she knew deep inside, that is not true.

For her, it seems like her dark deeds in the past are starting to take their toll on her.

It was still dark outside and when she took a look at the alarm clock on her bedside table she realized that its about 4 o'clock in the morning and yet here she was, wide awake at this ungodly hour for a Sunday morning.

Still trying to calm her nerves, Regina decided to go downstairs for a glass of water. But as she took her final step and turn the lights on her corridor on the way to her kitchen she was more than surprised on the sight that welcomed her.

"What the hell..." Regina gasped as her stomach suddenly churned when she saw pictures of her scattered all over the room, pictures that as she looked closely, was taken during the first curse. And all of those pictures are taken without her knowledge, she could tell simply by the angles that the shot was taken, she was not looking at any of the pictures. It was as if someone was keeping track on her in every moment of her day.

She saw a picture a couple of days after Owen and his father visited the town, it was during the time that she invited Owen's father for dinner at her house.

Then there was another picture of her carrying little Henry to Granny's, and there was her and Graham talking while she was picking her apples on the ground right after Emma almost murder her apple tree with a chainsaw

It was like she was seeing the last 30 years that she spent in Storybrooke within these series of photographs.

But what bothered her the most are her pictures in her most unguarded moment. Pictures of her in her sleep, in her walk in closet changing her clothes and even in her bathroom when she was taking a shower. Clearly, somebody is already watching over her even before her first curse was broken. Only one person has the ability to do this without being caught.

And right now, he could still be inside her house.

Alarmed, Regina conjured a fireball on her left hand as she rushed to her front door expecting that her locks are all broken. But much to her surprise, it is all securely locked up in its rightful places.

"Damn." Regina muttered to her self. He is still here.

How come he was able to enter her house without breaking her alarms?

Could it be magic?

But it's impossible, he is powerless in this world, he is powerless ever since he had broken free from his imprisonment as a Genie.

He is no more than a bumbling idiot who parades himself around town with his camera.

Regina swallowed hard, Sydney said he is powerless, so he is no match against her so why does her heart hammered her chest? Why does she felt so agitated at the thought of the man in her house when she could simply toast him to ashes?

"Come out wherever you are, traitor!" Regina yelled with her fireball still at hand, "I know your still here! Show yourself you coward!"

Regina was expecting rustling wind and an ominous presence to surround her residence but none if it happened, the only response that she received is silence, it was as if she was just delusional and talking to herself. Enraged, Regina furiously tore of all the photographs scattered on the walls of her house. It was then she noticed the yellow parchment in between the wall and the golden mirror beside her staircase.

She roughly threw the photographs she just snached from her roughly grabbed the neatly folded paper. And found an all too familiar handwritiing on the piece of paper.

My wish will soon come true. We will soon be together and you shall never leave my side.

For you will always be mine as I will always be yours.

With my deepest affection for her Majesty,

S.G

"Sydney.."

6 hours earlier

And he just stood there hidden in the dark corner of her room as he painfully watched the Mayor in her misery. Watching as she sob in both frustration and sadness as she tries to put the pages together like a fragile puzzle that will save her life. And slowly, he could see how the Mayor's magical aura had slowly dimmed as she succumbs to her sadness. As much pain that it may cause him to see the love of his life in such predicament, he knows that the same sadness will be the key ingredient for him and Regina to be together.

It's all just a matter of time.

Sydney's thoughts are cut-short as he heard to former Mayor leaving the desk of her study and walk past him. If only Regina's magic was in its prime as it used to be, she would instantly feel the presence of the man as he watched her every move. But she didn't. And this made Sydney's smile grow even wider. He just watched her as she carefully removed her robes and reveals her nearly exposed body in her night gown.

He didn't move from the spot that he stood knowing that the invisibility spell that he cast is only present on that specific corner of the room but still seeing the fragile flesh of the queen standing just a couple of feet away from him stirred something in him. Sydney swallowed hard as he watched Regina mounting her huge master bed that exposed her soft thigh.

He wanted her more than anything.

And if he just followed his instincts, he could take her right there and then. But he knows that for so long, Regina has been and will always be Rumple's favorite merchandise, his favorite toy and the fact that Rumpelstiltskin is possessive in everything he owns made him aware of the protection spell that the Dark One casted for Regina the moment he held her hand in the car.

The Dark One actually tried to protect the Queen from him.

He waited, one minute, an hour, he just stood there waiting in the darkness until he is certain that the Queen is deep in her slumber and she is, he carefully made his way beside the sleeping brunette.

She is a beauty beyond compare. That he is sure. He watched as her chest slowly heaves in every breath that she takes. A smile slowly crept his face as he gently removes the strands of hair that slightly covers her face, the hair that covers the perfection lying before him.

He crouched toward the sleeping frame of the brunette, his lips almost touching the woman's cheeks, and softly, quietly he casted a spell that will help him weaken Regina's magic. A cup of sadness, added with a spoonful of regret mixed with self-loathing: A perfect recipe to render the Queen's magic useless.

He watched as the Queen's peaceful façade slowly contorted in fear and soft whimpers scape from her mouth as if asking for help. Sydney smiled as Regina made feeble movements under her blankets as if she was fending herself for someone and he envisioned himself on top while Regina is lying beneath him fighting against his advances.

That would be sweet.

With a wave of his hand, he magically transported himself just outside the Mayor's chamber door. He just couldn't wait any more. Digging in his pockets, Sydney gently took out his cellphone from his pockets and dialed a number of someone he knows in desperate need of his assistance.

He waited for someone to pick up the other line as he lovingly posts the pictures he collected in Regina's servitude during the last 30 years on her walls.

"Hello Gold," Sydney smiled as someone picked up the phone, "I do believe, there is an agreement that we need to finish, don't we?"

"You did this!" Gold hissed in the other line.

"Oh did I sneak in your shop and callously put the gauntlet on top of the suitcase that your wife will be using for you little trip?" Sydney asked innocently, "Ofcourse, I did!" he chuckled.

"Damn you!" Gold yelled on the other line, but his voice does not reflect the kind of power they used to have, right now, he sounded like an old weak person who tries to scare young children, "what do you want from me?"

"I believe you already know the answer to that simple question." Sydney replied as his eyes focused on Regina's photo in his hands while she was taking a shower, " I want Regina, Gold, and if you had just agreed to the deal I offered to you earlier, you and your dear wife could have been half way across New York by now. But you oh so cleverly shut me off. Tsk. Tsk. Bad judgment, Dark One."

"And now that you took my happiness away from me, what makes you think that I will make deals to you now? You took everything that matters to me. There is no coming back to it now!"

"Oh, I don't think so." Sydney said teasingly, "What if I tell you that you can get Belle, Henry, your magic and everything else you wanted even if you are outside the premises of our beloved town." Sydney said in a dreamy tone as he softly kissed the Queen's picture in his hands, "As I told you earlier, Gold, I can help you get everything you wanted, just give me that one thing I always wanted."

Sydney waited for a response on the other line, but when he realized that the Dark One on the other line was left silent he continued, "So Dark One, Give me the Queen in exchange of your happy ending, Do we have a deal?"

"As if you have enough magic to that."

"Do you still doubt my skills dark one? I may not have enough magic to give you your happy ending, but I know some people from New York who can help you get one."

Rumple swallowed hard as he weighed his options. His relationship with Regina was more than civil in the past months that they worked hand in hand. When she chose to give him back his dagger instead of keeping it in her possession (he knows how tempting it is to control the dark one) she instantly earned his respect and a soft spot in his heart. But as much as he wanted to protect his former student and her safety, he couldn't risk not having his happy ending, his Belle. Besides if he was to choose between him and the rest of humantiy. He will choose his convenience before everyone else.

He had decided.

"It's a deal. Tell me exactly what you want to happen and what you want to do."

"Well for starter, I will need to break the protection spell you had given her majesty and then there's a heart that I need for the curse I am currently working." Rumple wince as he could hear the smile forming on the lips of the man he was speaking to in the other line, "the curse of the empty heart."

"And whose heart would you like to get?"

"The heart of the man who first owned Regina's heart."

"You mean Daniel, the pathetic stable who died in the hands of Regina's mother." Rumple replied in a matter-of-factly tone, " Sorry to burst your pretty little bubble news kid, his heart is not in my possession. Its been crushed.. to dust."

"But that does not mean you don't have the dust."

Sydney waited for the dark one's response while finishing his love letter for Regina, but when he realized that there was just silence on the other line, he continued.

"So Gold,tell me, where do you keep his remains?"

"Somewhere no one will suspect," Rumple replied in hushed tone, "Now tell me what will I get in return."

"A lead to a powerful sorceress who once lived in the darkest depth on the sea."

"Ha! Ursula?! What could she do for me? She's just a calamari out of the sea. Stop playing games with me Sydney!"

Sydney just laughed in the other laugh. A kind of laugh that even the dark one felt shivers running down his spine.

"That calamari -" Sydney replied, "And your ticket for your happy ending. I know where the author is"

Rumple smiled, "Now we are talking."

Yes! Finally I have updated and I hop i did not bore you to death in this chapter. I wanted to update this for a very long time, but with what's happening to the show, I have no idea what to do.. so I am so sorry if this is not as good as i hoped it would be but thank you very much for your time in reading this and thank you so much for your patience. Constructive criticism and reviews will be highly appreciated. thank you so so so so much.. Love yah! besos!