Guys we made it to Day 50! I'd call that a huge milestone. Happy Father's Day to everyone!

Regina walked quickly into the room as her father lit some candles. Her mirror, that insufferable man, kept pestering her as she passed the mirrors in the hall. She didn't want to do what came next. But she knew that she had to.

"Did Rumpelstiltskin tell you everything that you needed to know?" her father asked.

"Yes," Regina replied, walking past him.

"And?" he asked. Regina stopped walking.

"I'm not sure I should say," she replied. "I'm conflicted."

She turned and walked away from him again, heading for the fireplace. "How bad is it?" he asked. "Maybe I can help."

Regina stopped again. "I have to cut out the heart of the thing I love most," she said. Her voice was flat, hiding all the emotions that she was feeling.

A long moment of silence passed before her father spoke. "Me," he said. It wasn't a question. He knew the answer.

Regina closed her eyes. She needed her revenge on Snow. But her father…

Regina turned to face him. "Daddy I don't know what to do," she said.

"My dear," he said. "Please. You don't have to do this."

"I have to do something," Regina said, walking past him again.

"Then move past this," he said. "I know this may sound self-centered, but you don't need to enact the curse."

Regina spun to face him. "But I can't keep living like this," she argued. "What Snow did to me, what she took from me; it's eating me alive, Daddy. Her very existence mocks me. She must be punished."

She walked away from her father again. He followed her anyway. "Regina," he said. "If the price is a hole that will never be filled, stop worrying about Snow White, and start over. We can have a new life."

Regina stopped walking and turned sharply towards him. "What kind of life?" she asked. "All I've worked for, all I've built will be gone. My power will disappear. They already think I'm nothing."

"Power is seductive," her father replied. "But so is love. You can have that again."

Regina felt herself begin to tear up. She leaned forward, and was welcomed by her father's embrace. "I just want to be happy," she said softly.

"You can be," her father replied. "Of that I'm sure. And I believe that given the chance, we can find happiness. Together. The choice is yours."

Regina closed her eyes as a tear fell. "I think you're right," she said. "I can be happy." She smiled at her father, who smiled back at her.

"Just not here."

"No!" Regina screamed. She bolted upright, causing Emma to jerk awake.

"You okay?" Emma asked. She slowly sat up and reached out her hand. She set it palm up in between herself and Regina. If Regina wanted the comfort, she would take it.

Regina shook her head. "It's Father's Day today," she said. "Just a reminder of the biggest mistake that I've ever made."

"Regina," Emma said.

"Emma, I killed him. So that I could get my happiness. How could I have done that to him?" Regina asked. "He was the one thing that I loved."

"You were blinded by revenge," Emma said. "He was your final piece to the puzzle of revenge."

"He pleaded with me not to kill him," Regina said. "I didn't listen."

Emma wrapped her arms around Regina. "Did you want to kill him?" she asked.

"Of course not!" Regina said. "If there had been another way, I would have gladly taken it."

"Exactly," Emma said. "Killing him may have been your biggest mistake, but you can't continue to beat yourself up over it. He would be so proud of you now."

"I can't help it," Regina whimpered. "Every Father's Day, I get the same nightmare. It's like I can never let it go."

"Sometimes our subconscious tries to tell us things," Emma said. "Maybe yours is trying to tell you that you need to forgive yourself for what you did."

"Forgive myself?" Regina asked. "How in the world am I supposed to forgive myself for killing my own father?"

"What was his dream for you?" Emma asked.

"To see me be happy," Regina replied.

"And are you happy?" Emma asked her.

Regina nodded. "Of course."

"Then don't you think that he's happy? You're no longer the Evil Queen. I think that's all that he could ask for," Emma said.

"You really think so?" Regina asked. "You think that I made him happy?"

"I would bet money on it," Emma said. "You need to forgive yourself. I'm sure he forgave you the minute that he died. All he wanted was to see you be happy, Regina. And look at where you are now."

"I'm happy," Regina said. "But I don't know how to forgive myself."

"You can start with telling me what happens in the nightmare," Emma suggested. "You told me that you killed him, but you never told me how."

"That would be because you would probably hate me for it," Regina said.

"I could never hate you," Emma argued. "Besides, this is the first step towards self-forgiveness. Either you talk to me, or you talk to Archie."

Emma smirked as Regina glared at her. "You wouldn't," Regina said.

Emma leaned over and grabbed her phone off of the nightstand before pulling up Archie's number. "Oh I would," she said.

Regina sighed. She might as well tell Emma. Besides, perhaps telling her what happened would reverse her own biggest mistake.

Just so you all know, Regina's nightmare is literally word-for-word from the actual scene that took place. Even the actions are what really happened. I literally had to watch the YouTube video and start and stop it after every line. Every. Line. It took a lot longer to write it than to read it! Hope you enjoyed!