So, this chapter marks the beginning of the sequel. I didn't really want to make a separate story so I figured I would just add it onto here. Are you ready to meet a bunch of new characters? Let's hope so. Here we go!

Regina was sat at the bottom of the stairs with her bags and stared at the door. Around an hour had passed since they arrived back at the cottage and she knew that her mother would be here to collect her at any moment. She had come to terms with the fact that she was leaving, it had taken her a while to get her emotions in check but she had managed to push the tears back. She didn't want her mother to see her cry.

She knew that Dr Hopper was watching her warily from the door to the dining room but she was trying to block it out. Had anyone ever been sent home from a school trip before? Or was she setting the trend? Boggle was secured under her arm and she held onto him tightly, tapping her feet on the ground.

Before she knew it the door was flung open and the character that was Cora Mills swanned into the building. Regina swallowed nervously and stood up, she wanted to run back up the stairs and hide. Her mother looked so angry. "Darling, get in the car."

She nodded and grabbed her bags from the floor, walking towards the door and stopping to see her mother moving over to her teacher who had reluctantly come out from the dining room.

"Mrs Mills."

"What kind of train wreck school trip are you running here Archie," she scoffed with a shake of the head. "I am wholly appalled. How is it that you managed to let students out of your sight during a storm?"

"She was…"

"I don't care what she was doing, she's an eighteen-year-old girl for Christ sake. Of course, she doesn't want to be shovelling shit, but you insisted that she come on this trip and now I find that you are sending her home for doing what… engaging with the animals? So what if she takes a horse for a ride, she's been riding since she could walk."

Regina knew she should remain silent but she couldn't find it in her, she wanted Dr Hopper to be ripped a new one by her mother, the older woman was already doing a good job at that but Regina felt she was missing a vital piece of information. "Mother?"

"Dear I'm talking to your teacher."

"I just… I had permission to take the horse from the lady who owns the farms."

"What?" Cora's dark eyes widened as she turned to look at her daughter with an eyebrow raised.

So, it seemed that her suspicions had been correct, Dr Hopper had forgotten to mention that she hadn't actually stolen the horse, she'd asked first.

"Mrs Mills…"

"Is what my daughter just told me true?"

"Well technically…"

Regina could see just how panicked her teacher was, no one messed with Cora Mills and Archie knew he had messed up big time. Her mother had a reputation for her ruthlessness and she wasn't willing to go easy on him it seemed. "This is a disgrace! Rest assured I will be talking to the head about this first thing tomorrow."

"Mrs Mills, I'm sure we can come to some sort of understanding without going to such lengths."

"I think we're past that Dr Hopper," she huffed, shaking her head at the man before turning to look back at her daughter, "darling let's go."

Regina nodded and she and her mother headed outside where the older woman had parked the car. The rain had stopped and it seemed as though the storm had passed, however, nightfall had descended and the only source of light was from the lights on the outside of the farmhouse.

Her bag was flung over her shoulder and she had boggle tucked under her arm, he didn't quite fit in her bag so she hoped that her mother wasn't going to question as to where he came from. She popped the trunk and shoved her stuff inside before slamming it closed and walking around to the passenger seat. Her mother was already in the car waiting to go, she glanced up at the house and sighed before opening the door.

"Regina! Wait."

"Hey, I gotta go," she sighed, looking up at Robin as he hurried out of the door. She noticed that he had his bags pack and was holding them, "what are you doing?"

"Any chance of a lift back to Storybrooke?"

"Seriously?" Regina laughed in surprise. Was he seriously considering coming back with her instead of staying on the trip?

"Yeah, I don't want to be here when you aren't. I also really want to go see my mum, so, do you think your mother would be…"

"What's going on Regina?" Cora asked winding her window down to look at Robin with suspicion in her eyes.

"Robin is a friend of mine, his mother is in hospital and he wondered if he might be able to come back to Storybrooke with us."

"I didn't know you had a friend who is a boy."

"Well, he's not my friend as such, he's just in my classes," Regina shrugged. "Is it okay if he travels with us?"

"I suppose it wouldn't hurt for him to come along."

"Thank you, Mrs Mills," Robin smiled, opening the door to the backseat and sliding inside the car.

She was a little bit stunned at what was happening, she hadn't expected it, but she was pleasantly surprised. Now though came the conflict about where to sit, she didn't know whether she should be sitting upfront with her mother or in the back with her boyfriend. She knew what she wanted to do, but also didn't want her mother to be any angrier at her than she already was. Regina knew that although Dr Hopper had been the one to feel the wrath of Cora Mills, she was next in line.

With that she made her decision and slid into the front, glancing back at Robin and offering him a small smile. He was sat in the chair behind her which meant that she was able to post her hand through the gap to hold his and that definitely helped make her feel better.

The drive back to Storybrooke consisted of almost no conversation, soft classical tunes poured quietly from the radio as every twenty minutes or so one of them would perk up with a question or just something to get people talking to one another. Cora had asked a couple of questions about Robin's mother and he had told her what she was going through and that seemed to win her over somewhat.

She had sympathy for him, if there was one thing she could attribute to her mother it would be that she understood what it was like to lose important people in her life. Especially after losing her husband and having to raise Regina alone for eight years. Other than feeling bad for him, Regina wasn't completely sure what the woman was thinking about him, she hoped that she liked him, it would make it much easier to carry on seeing one another if she did.

After driving for well over two hours they pulled up outside of Robin's house, Regina noticed that the lights were on and she wondered if maybe his mother had been released from the hospital and was back home. She hoped that was the case. "Thank you so much, Mrs Mills, can I give you some money towards petrol?"

"No dear, of course not. I do hope your mother gets on the mend soon."

"Me too," he nodded sadly, getting out of the car and thanking her yet again.

"I'm just going to go say bye," Regina quipped, shooting out without waiting for a response from the older woman. "Hey, I want to walk you to your door," she smiled as she caught up with him halfway up his driveway. Bushes growing either side restricted her mother's view from where she was sat in the car.

"Why worried for my safety?" he grinned, his hands going to her hips as he pressed his forehead against hers.

"No, just don't think you're cable of defending yourself should anything happen," she giggled, brushing her nose with his. "Why did you come home? You could have stayed until tomorrow."

"I didn't want to stay in that place without you, it wouldn't have been the same. In fact, it would have been awful, I couldn't bear the thought of sleeping alone in that bed after so many days of having you next to me. That and I was with you at the time of the incident, I should have been sent home as well as you, it wasn't fair that Dr Hopper was treating me different because of my mother."

"Thank you, for doing this," she hummed, raising her fingers to play with his hair, "I'm going to have to go before my mother gets angry at me."

"Okay," Robin nodded, leaning in closer to touch his lips to hers, kissing her softly, "I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too, but we'll see each other at school on Monday," she hummed kissing him again, "I really do have to go though. I'll message you okay?"

"Sure, see you later."

"Bye," she bit down on her bottom lip and stepped away from him before turning and walking back to the car, offering him one last wave before slipping out of sight. She hurried back into the passenger seat and her mother didn't say a word.

Regina was ready for it though, the whole journey she had been psyching herself up for the telling off she was going to receive from the older woman, but it hadn't come yet. Maybe her mother was waiting until they got home so that she could concentrate on driving, that had to be it, there was no way she wasn't going to be told off for making her mother drive all that way to get her and then drive home again.

"Aren't you going to say something?" Regina asked, feeling extremely awkward, she almost wanted the confrontation, at least that would be something other than silence.

"Robin seems like a nice young man."

She stared at her mother as though she had grown an extra head. What? Out of all the things Regina had contemplated her saying, that had been nowhere on the list. "Seriously?"

"Yes, he seemed polite."

"He is, but that wasn't what I was referring to."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Aren't you going to yell at me about being sent home?"

"Why would I do that when it's that bumbling idiot Archie Hopper's fault?"

Regina rose her eyebrows. She was totally blown away at her mother's response, the entire way home she had been panicking and expecting to be reprimanded by her mother only to find out that the woman couldn't care less. "You're right."

"I always am," she hummed, pulling into the driveway of the white mansion and shutting off the engine. That was the moment when Regina noticed another car parked next to theirs and furrowed her eyebrows. She had never seen the car before so had no idea what it was doing in their driveway.

Before she could even think about asking her mother, she had vacated the car and was heading for the front door. Regina quickly followed her, grabbing her bag from the trunk beforehand. She was so confused.

That confusion doubled the moment she stepped into the entrance hall, the coat rack, which normally held a couple of their coats, was now full, overflowing even. She was almost certain that her mother hadn't gone on a crazy shopping spree whilst she was gone. "Mom, what's going on?"

"I have something I need to tell you actually darling. Come into the sitting room a moment."

Regina narrowed her eyes as she dropped her stuff at the bottom of the stairs, carefully placing boggle on top of her bag before following her mother into the other room. Only to find a man sat on their couch. "Mom?"

"Regina, this is Leo, we've been seeing one another for a while now and it has been decided that he and his family will be living with us."

"What the fuck?" Regina breathed, feeling completely and utterly stunned. She went away for a week and her mother moved some man and whoever else into their home? Was she in some kind of alternate universe? Or maybe she was on a prank tv show and everyone was going to tell her that it was all one big joke.

"Language."

"I'm sorry, I just didn't even know you were seeing anyone, never mind had anything serious with somebody." She eyed the man, in a way he looked a bit like her father, Cora Mills certainly had a type. That wasn't the issue, the issue was that Regina had never met him in her life and now he was apparently living with them. "Didn't you think I might like to know about this or…"

"Well darling, you're going to college in a few months and I figured you wouldn't mind."

"Okay, what the hell have you done with my mother? Because the Cora Mills I know wouldn't do something like this. Mom, you are the most cautious and sensible person I know. What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking about myself for once actually. I have been alone since your father died and I finally found someone who makes me happy."

Regina shook her head, "you are unbelievable," she scoffed, leaving the room as quickly as she could. She couldn't get her head around what was going on. Was she really going to have to share a house with these strangers? Couldn't her mother have waited until she had moved out to move other people in?

She grabbed her stuff and stormed up the stairs, heading straight to her room. She flung the door open and dropped everything to her bed before flopping face down into her pillows. Maybe she was still asleep back at the farm and this was all a crazy dream. Or maybe she had even fallen off the dapple mare in the woods and was knocked out in a coma. Anything would be better than this actually being the truth.

Suddenly she sat up and looked around her room before screaming blue murder, "what the hell!" A pair of eyes were trained on her from across the room as a familiar-looking brunette stared at her from where she was seated on a bed that certainly hadn't been there before. "What the fuck are you doing in my room?"

"I… um. I guess we're roomies."

"Not a chance," she scoffed, standing up, "get the hell out."

"Regina."

"No, no way. You are not staying here, I'm not sharing a room with you… wait. No, no! No!"

"What?"

"If you're here that means… Marian."

"She wouldn't let me share with her," the younger girl protested, tucking a strand of her short bob behind her ear, "I'm sorry, I…"

"Fucking kill me now! Seriously! I cannot share a house with you lot!" She was going to actually walk out, there was no way she was living under the same roof as the most annoying girl at high school and her arch-nemesis, it wasn't happening.

"I'm sorry…"

"What the fuck is that?"

"It's just a painting of a blue tit. I like it, it brings a bit of colour to…"

Regina walked over to the painting and unhooked it from the white wall, allowing it to drop to the floor. There was not a chance that Mary fucking Margaret was sharing a room with her and infecting it with her fluffy birds and pretty flowers. Not a chance. "I'm out of here."

She stormed out of the room, locking eyes with Marian who was staring at her from the doorway of what used to be the guest room. She was smirking at her with the most conniving look she had ever seen. "Hello, sis."

"Not a chance," she hurried down the stairs, pulling her shoes on and grabbing her coat.

"Where on earth do you think you're going?" her mother yelled.

"Anywhere but this hell hole. Call me when they're gone." With that she hurried out of the front door, realising that she had left without taking a single possession with her. Boggle was left abandoned on her bed, next to her unpacked bag.

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