This chapter is for swanqueen927654 with the prompt: "I want to see Snow White drunk and do something to Regina, it could be something funny or something really bad, like Snow hurts Regina (physically or mentally or both) you can decide."

I loved this prompt, and thank you so much for leaving it for me. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Regina looked at the door in surprise as she heard the doorbell ring. Who in the world would actually be coming to see her?

Sighing, Regina wiped her hands on her apron before hurrying to the door. She opened it, looking in utter shock at Snow standing on the other side. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought that maybe you and I could have a little chat," Snow said. "About Emma."

"What about her?" Regina asked, ready to jump to the defense.

"Can I please just come in?" Snow asked. "I brought wine."

Regina raised her eyebrows in surprise. Was Snow looking to get drunk instead of dealing with her problems? "Very well. Come in."

Snow smiled and walked in after Regina had stepped to the side. Regina shut the door and went to the kitchen to take off her apron and get some glasses before going into the living room, where Snow had already made herself comfortable.

Regina opened the wine and poured both of them glasses before sitting down and taking a small sip. "So what did you want to talk about?"

Snow picked up her glass and took a large drink. "She mentioned something to David about today being the day that she caught her very first guy as a bail bondswoman."

"And?" Regina asked. She watched in shock as Snow took another large drink.

"She shouldn't have had to live that life," Snow said, staring into her now empty glass. She sighed before pouring herself another.

Regina sighed. "If you're looking for me to apologize for the curse-"

"I'm not," Snow said. "I know that David and I choosing to put Emma through the wardrobe was our choice, and something that we didn't need to do. Which is why I'm here I guess."

"Why's that?" Regina asked. She took another small sip of her wine, not wanting to get drunk. Unlike Snow, she wanted to remember this conversation.

"You're the person who always talked me into not feeling bad for myself anymore," Snow said. "I need you to do it again, like you did in the Underworld. Prove to me that I don't need to keep focusing on what I did to Emma."

"Snow," Regina said. "You didn't do anything to her."

"But I did," Snow said, taking another long drink. "She could have been raised as a princess in our land. She could have grown up with us."

Sighing, Regina went to take the wine bottle away. Snow didn't need any more.

Snow looked at her for several seconds before getting up and taking the bottle from her and pouring herself another glass, drinking it all in one gulp. She put down the bottle and sat down again. Regina quickly grabbed the bottle and put it next to her on the couch. "She never would have grown up with you. We both know that I would have killed her."

Snow looked at her with wide eyes. "You're right. You would have killed her. You monster!"

"Now wait a minute," Regina said, setting down her glass. "You're drunk and not thinking straight, but that's no reason to go after me for it."

"You would have killed her without thinking about it," Snow said, slamming down her glass. "You would have killed my baby girl."

"The old me would have," Regina said, watching as Snow stood up and swayed on her feet. "I would never hurt her in any way now."

"You liar," Snow said. Her old training as a warrior seemed to have been sparked, because she dove for Regina and quickly wrapped her hands around Regina's throat.

"What are you doing?" Regina said, struggling against Snow's hold. It wasn't hard to; Snow's drunken hold wasn't very strong anyway. "Let go of me!"

"You never should have messed with our family," Snow said. "I should have burned you when I had the chance to."

"You are drunk," Regina whispered. "I don't know why you came here to get drunk of all places, but get off of me and let me go before I use my magic to remove you."

Snow didn't seem to get the threat, but she was most likely too drunk to anyway. Before Regina could even use her magic, Emma walked into the room with dinner.

"What the hell?" Emma asked, dropping the bags of food onto the floor and running over to where Regina was being tackled by Snow. She pulled Snow off of Regina. "What are you doing?"

"She admitted to wanting to kill you as a baby," Snow accused.

Emma looked at her in shock at the overwhelming smell of alcohol in her breath. "Were you drinking?"

"Only a little," Snow said.

"If 2 full glasses counts as a little," Regina said. She had forgotten that Snow had a slight problem with alcohol.

"Come on," Emma said, grabbing Snow's arm. "I'm going to call David to come pick you up."

Regina rubbed her neck after Emma and Snow had left the room. It didn't hurt, Snow hadn't pressed hard enough for that, but it still wasn't a feeling that she had enjoyed.

After around 10 minutes, Emma came back and picked up the food on the floor. "I'm sorry for dropping this. It should still taste fine."

"That's fine," Regina said. She stood up and helped Emma pick up the rest of the bags. "You had a good reason to drop them in the first place."

"I can't believe that she did that," Emma said. "I had no idea that she became like that when she was drunk."

"Neither did I," Regina said. "She was never allowed to drink at parties back in the Enchanted Forest. Now I know why."

Emma laughed. "Because she almost kills people?"

Regina just smiled. "Something like that. Now let's eat. Getting choked by someone tends to make you hungry."