Okay, I forgot my train of thought for the story and I don't know what I was planning on doing. (This is why I'm not cut out for writing fanfiction.) Please send feedback, stay safe, and I hope you enjoy! I think this is what I planned on doing but I'm so sorry if it's not...

People were accepting Regina's and my relationship, whether they liked it or not. I tore the dwarves' and Ruby's heads off for even trying to harm Regina, and nearly ordered Leroy an execution for making a cut on Regina's cheek. She told me I was overreacting and that it was fine, but I told her that people threatening her wouldn't stand with me and the next person to harm her would be joining the strange-creature clan at the edge of the forest.

A few days ago, Emma, Regina, and I interviewed Zelena for her job as Henry's sitter. Snow said she met Zelena in the diner when Snow was muttering something about Henry and taking care of him amidst everything, and Zelena offered to help immediately, saying that she watched children back in the Enchanted Forest. Regina hasn't seen her in her life, but she said she looked familiar somehow. She couldn't put her finger on it, but I wondered if she happened upon her when she paraded around villages looking for me. It was possible, but she didn't think that was it.

We introduced Henry to Zelena as a friend, but we didn't want him to think he was getting a babysitter. Just someone who would hang around him. It went well, so we immediately hired her to take him around town while we dug around for anything that may help us.

After David and Emma could confirm that Little John's attack was orchestrated by flying monkeys, it wasn't hard for us to put the pieces together.

"You're kidding me. The Wicked Witch of The West? She exists too?" Emma was appalled by this, but I remember the brief mentions of Oz back in the Enchanted Forest.

"You're the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, why is this the thing that baffles you?" Regina asked. Emma rolled her eyes and paced around David's apartment. I could tell Regina was uncomfortable, so I rubbed her back soothingly. But as Regina's tension left her, David received it like it was physically transferred to him.

"So how do we go about finding her then?" I asked

"How about we just wait? Wait for something suspicious to happen, investigate, and catch her," Emma suggested.

"We can't all just sit here and wait for her to do something." Regina looked around at us all, who were, at the moment, agreeing with Emma's approach.

"That's the best option at the moment. We'll lie low and wait until we have something to find her." David agreed with me and I could see Emma silently nodding with me.

"Fine then." Regina left the apartment in her cloud of smoke, I assumed to go to her vault.

"I'll go find her," Emma said.

"Let me do it," I told Emma, grabbing my coat off the nearby couch cushion.

"No, I'll go. I need to talk to her." Emma was out the door faster then I could pull my jacket on. I was left alone with David in the apartment, scuffing his shoes lightly and looking at the floorboards. My eyes strayed around the room, finding everything that was once familiar to me, strange and abandoned to me. Much like David's and my relationship. After a few seconds of silence, aside from his shoes scuffling, I quickly said goodbye to David and bolted out the door. I descended the stairs and made it to the parking lot before I realized Regina drove me here. Her Mercedes was parked outside, but she had the keys.

I could've keyed her car. I did it with David once when he was gone and I forgot my phone in his truck, but I didn't have a way to start it, so I walked back home. I passed a few people that looked like they wanted to shake me profusely, but they kept their heads down and tried their hardest to ignore me. Everyone was better, but they still couldn't look me in the eye.

I don't understand how they can't stand Regina and I together. They aren't directly impacted by us in any way, but they still insist on ignoring me and taking David's side.

The air outside was brisk but the snow was gone. A few clouds painted the sky with blots of white, but I didn't pay much notice to it. I just looked straight ahead, burying my face further into my scarf and adjusting my toque.

It wasn't a long walk, but I was freezing by the time I was back at Regina's mansion. It was late and getting dark, but no lights were on inside.

I lifted the doormat and found Regina's hidden key. I opened the door and kicked off my shoes. Regina wasn't home, which concerned me, but I figured she just needed time. To busy myself, I made a salad and found a recipe for cheddar broccoli soup on Regina's bookshelf. I was absolutely starving and wanted to cook at least once. It was Regina's fault she wasn't here to tell me I'm a horrible cook and that making food was going to be a disaster.

I waited for the broth to boil when Regina stormed through the door and angrily slammed it back closed.

"Regina?" I called.

"Damn it," I heard her respond, quiet, but no less angry.

"Regina, come here."

"It's hard to do so when I don't know where you are," she ground out. I sighed and yelled back to her.

"I'm in the kitchen."

"Doing what?"

"Making supper. You weren't here and I was hungry." Regina looked like she was about to protest and send me to my bedroom without supper like I was her daughter, but she composed herself and sat down at the counter, pulling an open bottle of wine towards her. She drank it straight from the bottle until it was nearly empty.

"What are you making then?" She asked in a low, restrained voice.

"I thought I'd make some cheddar broccoli soup and a salad, but I couldn't find any onions, so I'll put green pepper in the salad instead." Regina didn't look up at my inquiring eyes, only nodded and took an even heartier drink. "Can I ask where you've been?"

"Nowhere." Now I felt like the parent, clearly sniffing out her lie and clenching my jaw annoyedly.

"Why do you have to keep it a secret?"

"It's not a secret, this is just something you don't need to know and I don't want to talk about. So quit interrogating me and find something worth your time."

"Regina, you are worth my time. You can't chew me out for wanting to know where you've been for two hours."

"Yes I can, and I just did. Enjoy your soup." Regina took her bottle of wine and stomped back out of the kitchen, grumbling under her breath.

I hated when Regina was in a mood, especially when she picked fights with anyone who looked at her the wrong way. I finished making my soup and salad and made up a bowl of soup for her as well. She didn't like eating in her room, but I didn't intend on listening to her unless she told me what she was up to. My hands were full so I kicked Regina's door gently a few times.

"What do you want, Snow?"

"Open the door for me, please." I heard Regina huff through the door and slowly get off her bed, before the door swung open violently and she was glaring at me.

"I don't want your soup."

"Quit the pity party and eat the damn soup, Regina." She rolled her eyes and went back to the bed, laying down and holding a hand over her forehead, closing her eyes. I placed her soup next to her and sat at the foot of her bed. Regina wasn't wearing her heels, so I placed her feet on my lap and rubbed the soles of her foot.

"What are you doing Snow?"

"If you aren't going to tell me what's wrong, then I don't care, but I won't tolerate your grumpy attitude."

"Then maybe you shouldn't—"

"—None of this is my fault, Gina, you know that. Just get control of your mood swings and eat your soup."

"I don't have—"

"—Yes you do, now eat the soup before I drug you and force it down your unconscious throat." Regina grumbled into the arm draped across her face but didn't make a move to get up. "Don't test me, I'm sure Mr. Gold will have some concoction I can use."

"You wouldn't drug me," Regina said testily. I chuckled darkly.

"You know I would in a heartbeat if it meant you ate something." She sighed considerably loud before sitting up, yanking her feet out of my hands, and grabbing the bowl from the nightstand. I stared at her airily until she raised a spoonful of soup to her lips and drank it. She mewled to herself, but noticed that I heard it and straightened her face, consuming her food rather hastily. She set her bowl onto the nightstand with a noisy clatter and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Is that all?"

"No, I wanna talk to you."

"Snow White, if I hear one more request to hear where I was tonight, I will make you beg for your life with—"

"—Relax, I don't wanna talk about that, at least until you're ready." Regina scoffed, but her face softened slightly. I scurried up the bed to sit beside her and put a hand on her leg, just above her knee.

————————Two Hours Ago————————

"As of now, we're close to finding the person who cast this curse," Emma said. Everyone around the diner looked up at her and smiled happily. "We use this potion and we can find them."

"So what's stopping you," Sneezy asked. "Come on, use it!"

"We are us in it later this evening, but for now, we're laying low." Regina followed Emma outside of the diner and into the Bug, where Emma handed Regina the potion.

"Do you really think it'll work?" Emma asked. Regina smirked back at her and deposited the fake vial of blue Gatorade into her pantsuit.

"I'm sure Greenie won't be able to tell the difference between potion and a highly sugared drink."

"And if she does?"

"Well there's a chance she wasn't in there at the moment."

"Then that's bad, isn't it?"

"You've got a lot to learn, Miss Swan. Gossip spreads faster than bad taste in fashion with people like Granny around town." Regina flashed Emma a look of smugness before leaving the car.