Once home, Regina threw away her wig and punched multiply times in a pillow.

How on earth could she let him life? Why did she gave him her address?

It didn't feel like she was in control of her movements.

She hated herself. She hated that she had feelings.

Just one moment, she thought about calling Gold and ask for another job. But she couldn't fail. She couldn't be weak. She was goddammit Regina Mills.

She would destroy Robin Locksley if it was the last thing she'd do.

So, she tried to accept the fact that he'd come and got to work.

She didn't have to clean any rooms. They were always tidy. Too tidy according to her friend Emma Swan.

So she went to the kitchen and took out of a cupboard an unpainted plaster mask, paint and paintbrushes.

She putted some music on and while call me by Emily Blue played loudly on repeat, Regina went to work.

Color me your color, darling. I know who you are.

Regina nodded with the beat of the music while make different areas with black paint on the mask.

I know where you're comin' from. Call me on the line.

In the smallest area, she painted sunset. It was right under the holes for the eyes. On the nose and right eye she painted blossom.

Emotions come, I don't know why. Cover up love's alibi.

On the forehead, she painted the stars and the moon.

Call me, call me any, anytime. Call me oh love.

For the chin and the lowest part of the right cheek, she made an ocean.

Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way. Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way.

On the left cheek, she created trees surrounded by fog with a lot of paint and different paintbrushes.

Call me oh love. Call me, call me for some overtime.

Under the nose, a field of grain at sundown was what she created.

She turned of the music and admired her work. After a minute, she putted the paint and paintbrushes back in the cupboard and headed to her walk in closet to clean.


at 7.30, Regina got dressed. She wore a blue dress that tightened at her waist. It hung loosely around her thighs. The top was decoreded with white flowers and the lace sleeves had the same pattern.

Then she did her make-up. Dark red lips with dark eyeshadow matched very well with her blue eyes.

Her white heels had fake diamonds in them and lots of straps around her feet and ankles.

Then there was the mask. It smelled awful, but was an essential piece op the plan.

The plan. It was difficult, because she couldn't read him. Normally she could. People were always so predictable for her, sometimes Daniel too, but with Robin she couldn't.

But if she just went with what she knew about him: Player, rich, probably a snob, cheater, businessman and got all the attention from women. She could be just fine.

She'd invite him in and go to the livingroom. He would ignore all the photo and anything about her life. After that, she'd tell him to take of his hood and she'll take of her mask. Once off, he'd flirt with her, tried to get her to sleep with him. She'd agree, but first offer him a drink. He'd accept, she poisoned him and bam! He's dead once he's home.

So she putted the mask on and headed to the hall where she waited until her special guest arrived.


At exactly 8 P.M., the doorbell rang. Regina jumped from her seat and opened the door.

"Cool mask." Robin complimented and pointed at her.

"Could say the same for you, Hoodie." Regina defended.

Robin was wearing his hood, like she'd expected. And wore still the business suit that he wore in their meeting.

"Why don't you come inside, Mr. Locksely." Regina invited.

"I'd love to, miss...?" Robin replied and stepped inside.

"The livingroom?"

"Sure."

"Follow me."

Once in the extremely tidy room, Regina stopped Robin from sitting on the couch.

"Why can't I sit?" He complained.

"First, we should know with who we're sitting down. Don't you agree?"

"Yeah... that's actually a good point. I could sit down with a murderer."

If he only knew...

Regina laughed a little, but got serious again very fast. "I'll take of my mask, if you do to."

"Okay." Robin took the hood off.

His face was even more gorgeous than she could imagine. He was so handsome, Regina thought she could pass out.

"Your mask?"

"Right." Very slowly, Regina untied the robe and laid it on the couch.

Robin stared at her for several minutes and it made Regina uncomfortable.

"Are you done watching?" she snapped.

"Of course." Robin replied. "What's your name? Your real name."

Regina considered giving him a fake one once again. But she knew he wouldn't fall for it anymore. So she said: "Regina Mills."

"Oh, but I've heard of you. Your the wife of that horse man. That's what we called him at the office. What's his name? David? Dan?"

"Daniel. Daniel Colter." Regina answered shocked. "How on earth do you know him?"

"We had a deal about organizing some game with horses."

"You... you and your assistant.. you destroyed-" Regina stuttered. They destroyed her life... they got Daniel killed... because of them, Henry was taken from her... because of them, her life was destroyed. She was the assassin she was that day because of them.

"We destroyed what?"

"Nothing. Never mind." Regina decided to say.

"Okay?" Robin doubted, "I should go."

"You should indeed."

So Regina let him out and once he was, she vowed she'd destroy everything he loved. She'd burn his reputation to the ground. She'd make sure he felt the same pain she had.