Hello Loves! So this is chapter 6. My amazing beta is currently busy with school, but I didn't want to leave you all without a chapter for so long. Meaning ALL MISTAKES ARE MY OWN BECAUSE I SUCK AT ENGLISH lmao. Oki so here is la chapter. I'm probably post another one either tomorrow or Friday. Feel free to PM me if I don't have one posted on Friday.
30 mins. Until Present Time:
As the Mayor of Storybrooke, Regina Mills never seemed to run out of work. However, today was different. She'd worked so hard recently while avoiding everyone, she almost completely ran out of things to do. Other than a few meetings scheduled for later in the week, she was completely free. In hand she let her secretary leave early while she made out to do the same. Pocketing her phone and grabbing her keys out her purse, the brunette walked out the city owned building out to the parking lot.
Once the woman settled into her car she turned on the radio, smiling to herself when, "Good Rhythm," came on. She pulled out the lot, humming along to the lyrics as she drove.
"Good rhythm, really don't care
I can take the elevator, you can take the stairs
Good rhythm, killin' my time
A little bit of luxury, I really don't mind
God, just give me a chance
God, just give me a chance
God, just give me a chance
Or get off the floor if you're not gonna dance"
By the time the woman had gotten to the stop sign before her turn, she was full out singing and slapping the steering wheel to the beat.
Ha! If Ms. Swan could see me now she'd swear the world had turned upside down. Regina chuckled to herself. Turning and parking into her driveway, she saw a masculine figure sitting on her porch step.
Immediately, Emma fled to the back of her mind. The current mayor stepped out of her Mercedes and called out his name as she hurriedly walked to her porch, "Robin? What are you doing here?"
"We need to have a talk about your unfaithfulness."
The way the man spoke in such a harsh tone, especially when he said the word, "talk," told Regina that this wouldn't be any normal talk. Had she payed more attention she would have noticed the faint red glow swirling in the once honorable man's eyes.
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1 Week Before:
"Hey kid," Emma greeted her son as she picked him up from school.
"Emma!" Henry enthusiastically ran up to his mom and hugged her, "Guess what!"
"Whoa, kid, this energy I'm getting here. What's up," Emma laughed.
"I got the knight in the school play," Henry exclaimed, practically bouncing on his toes.
The school play was King Arthur and the round table. The council figured it would be a good way to teach the kids about their actual history in a more family friendly way. However, there was a lot of backlash when they tried to make the first play Snow White vs. The Evil Queen. For one it was an inappropriate choice for children and the type casting- Henry was cast as the Evil Queen and Snow White being their teacher, was cast as Snow White! The parents simply wouldn't have it, including Regina. Yes...fireballs flew at heads that day...
"That's awesome, Hen! Make sure to show me that script later."
"Ma, if I do that then I'll spoil the whole thing," Henry sighed as if he was explaining something to a toddler.
"Exactly, so if my favorite character, other than you, dies I can get my crying out the way in private," Emma smiled at Henry's huff and ruffled his hair, "Anywho I've got a new operation for us."
"Yes, finally! We haven't had a new op since...I don't even know."
"Alright, but this one is serious so no going rouge. You know how your mom has been acting completely bonkers, lately? Well, I think it's something magical," Emma stated then went into detail about what she meant.
See, when Regina was younger she had the whole Tinkerbell-found-my-soulmate-with-pixie-dust-but-I-got-scared-and-ran-away deal. Robin Hood was supposed to be her soul mate however, according to Snow White, was not necessarily the same thing as a true love.
A soulmate is someone who betters your soul and their own in one go round. It can be a friend, a hold, parents, or a significant other. A true love is someone who loves you and you love them to the fullest extent possible. But Emma wasn't sure Robin Hood was either.
"Today, you and I are going to go have a chat with Tink then Belle to see what's up with 'Gina and Forest Dump," Emma said, mentally patting herself on the back for the play on words.
"Awesome, we need a new name for this, hm...how about Operating Yellow Bug! Get it, cause Mom is always hating on your car and if she hears us talking about it she won't think its about her," Henry smiled, obviously pleased with himself at naming their operation.
"Nice, so what I need from you is to observe your mom when she is near Robin versus when she isn't. Pay close attention to any physical changes that might give her away. Then report back to me Friday on what you observed."
"Got it! Can we get milkshakes before we go to Tink's, though?"
"Obviously, who do you think I am, Regina?"
Laughing at the slight jest, Henry raced forward to get into the bug. He was quite eager to get something sweet since his mother only let him snack like that on the weekends. Of course, Emma being the child she truly was, she was hot on his heels, just as excited as her son.
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"Okay tell me one more time," Tink pleaded, trying to wrap her mind around what Emma was telling her.
The two blondes were never particularly close, some may say that they didn't even like one another. Some being Emma and Tinkerbell. However, when it came to a certain mayor and her happiness, they were quite the team.
"I think that Robin isn't Regina's soulmate. I think that they may have been once, but people change and what may have attracted each other once doesn't anymore. So maybe because of that there were some bad effects to them being together? I'm really not sure, but I do know that when Robin is around, Regina is no longer herself."
"No, I get what you're saying. I've heard of this before. It's called Rhetorical Mating," the fairy said pulling out a few large books from the convent library and handing them to Emma who handed them to Henry who accepted them with an, "Oomph."
Picking out another book and opening it, the fairy says, "See it says right here, 'When a pair of soulmates' time expires they are to not be together ever again. If they do so it can cause a magical reaction called Rhetorical Mating. A Rhetorical Mate is one who forces a relationship that doesn't actually exist beyond their mind. When two souls are the Rhetorical Mate it becomes an even more unstable relationship because both are tricking themselves into something that does not exist yet they can't seem to stop. It starts out slowly: The dominate (usually the male) becomes more aggressive and the submissive (usually the female) becomes weaker both physically and mentally. Next the dominate is likely to want the submissive all to themselves. By this time the dominate is losing themselves, they no longer have touch with reality and can not be held accountable for their actions. The submissive's soul begins to intertwine with the dominate's and no longer sees anyone else. When this begins you may see a red gleam in their eyes. There is only one way at this point to save them both: an act of true love.'"
"Holy shit," the two blondes say in unison.
"So there's no saving her," Emma questioned with a look of pure sorrow.
"No, Emma, there is always hope. Henry is one of her true loves you know? And we've got at least a week to figure something out."
"Ye-yeah, hero's don't giv-give up," came an optimistic response.
Looking back and smiling at her son, "Sorry, Hen, those too heavy?"
"N-Nope, I go-got it!" As if to prove that he straightened up a bit and pulled his face into a frown.
"Ah, I see. It'd make me feel better, though if you let me take a book," Emma negotiated trying hard not to laugh at her son's antics.
"If i-it make's you fe-feel better..."
Snickering, "I have to get you back to your mom's soon so how about we all meet up at the library tomorrow. That way we can have the whole team here."
"Awesome! It's like a real operation now!"