Okay so the end of this is going to be very graphic, and not in the sexual sense, so prepare yourself if you are squeamish, but don't worry it leads to swan queen trust me!
She slowly drifted awake, her eyes fluttering open and the room felt cool and calm, looking down at herself she saw the pale arms around her waist. She lifted them slightly, trying not to wake the clingy as hell Swan next to her, to relinquish her hold on herself, but somehow the semi-asleep woman next to her curled up closer, practically goddamn spooning her, when she felt the bouts of anxiety, reminding her of times she wished she could forget, of unwanted arms, unwanted people, clinging to her to hurt her, but as Emma nested her head in the crook of her neck, and she felt her warm breath, the anxiety from fears of her past fled, and the scary truth emanating from her right now flooded in. she was enjoying the touch of someone,of Emma Swan, holding her and protecting her, and her unconscious self liked it too, because for the first time since the curse broke, she had had a nightmare free sleep. As Emma's arms tightened their hold she knew she couldn't keep herself here for much longer, regrettably, she squirmed to get free of her hold but Emma's stupid sleepy self held her tightly, her head came up to rest atop Regina's shoulder, and freaking kissed her jawline, moving her lips up she kissed to her ear and whispered, "Stay".
Her hands began to wander, one moving slowly down and resting above her knee, as one just slightly lifted to above where her heart was beating frantically in her chest. What the hell was she doing? Regina shoved off Emma with all her might and even that didn't wake her, she opened the curtains flooding the room with sunlight, and left Emma there, where she went to go and have the coldest shower she ever took, considering her past life, and ran the thoughts through her head of the events of the past night.
She knew she had shown all weakness she had, over her maid, her friend, possibly the only one from her childhood, even if it had been for five minutes.
She knew that emma didn't care, and was there.
She knew she had fallen asleep next to Emma.
And she knew she had woken up in her arms.
And worst of all, she knew she had liked it, the comforting feeling, and maybe on some level Emma enjoyed it too, because it was her arms that she had wrapped around her, right? The frustration was enough to set her magic off and she ended up setting her freaking sink on fire, somehow, panicking she relinquished her magic and stared down at her hands. What the hell happened? 24 hours and all the thoughts she had turned to swan! She had to remember she hated that woman, stepping out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around herself, her hair up in a wet, yet not the least part sloppy ponytail, she stopped in her tracks, Emma was sleeping so soundly in her bed, the rays of sunshine lighting up her face, she moaned and rolled over to face her, still asleep regina carefully pulled the covers over her. That didn't wake her, so she slipped into the walk-in wardrobe and dressed into a tight dress that showed off all of her curves, and some heels that extended herself quite spectacularly, today despite her weakness and flaws she literally presented to swan on a plate, she was going to find out the truth about what the Sheriff's sleepy self wanted. What the Sheriff's true self had wanted, at the very least.
She walked back into the room and saw her sitting up on the bed, staring down at the ribbon in her hands.
"How long have you had this?" Regina stiffened, she was reminded of the way that Amable reacted when she asked her questions just trying to be her friend.
"36 years if you count the curse. She died when I was fourteen." Emma's head flung forwards as she muttered the word 'shit' in disbelief. That maybe was because of the length of time she kept it but maybe also including the fact she was fourteen and her mother murdered a girl in front of her eyes at that age.
"Why do you ask?" Emma stared blankly at the ribbon in her hands.
"Because I thought " She paused trying to find her reasoning. "I thought you were some evil queen bitch with no feelings, but you spoke about her, like you were young, you cried about her like it's been so long but is still there, and I suppose that's how it is to you." Regina nodded, her heart not in the effort of the action.
"I suppose it is like that, yes." Emma nodded, and returned the ribbon to her.
"Swan, can we.." Her voice was caught unsure of what to say.
"Emma can we talk?" Emma looked taken aback, and started pulling on her jeans and trousers from yesterday.
"Sure. go." Regina shook her head, letting her hair fall over her face.
"That's not what I meant. I mean a discussion, that might last a while. Shall I make breakfast."
Emma stood up then, fully changed. "Uh, sure."
She followed regina out of the room.
Regina made a breakfast, which she laid out in front of emma, consisting of pancakes, and a lot of fruit to go with them, and creams and syrups and jams and marmalade she had, and apple juice which Emma made a point to steer away from, even though she knew Regina wouldn't poison her.
"Why do you want me to stay and talk?" Emma asked, after several long minutes of no conversation.
"I want… i want to get over whatever this is, and I hate to admit it, but you actually helped."
"How..?" Regina raised a hand to stop her speaking and continued.
"After we talked about Amable, and I slept, I didn't have a nightmare." This seemed to have no effects on Emma, she didn't understand, dropping her cutlery to the table and wiping her mouth she leaned forward, trying to express the situation.
"Emma, I haven't had a dreamless sleep, since the curse broke, and I have a feeling I still had these nightmares before hand, but I forgot." Emma sat back in her chair, pursing her lips
"Every night?" Regina nodded, leaning back.
"And I thought we should discuss this morning, that can't happen again Emma, I don't know what it was, but I was uncomfortable, and.."
"What the ribbon? Jesus Regina I was just asking how long you had it!" Emma's hands flew into the air to express her point.
"No, what? I'm okay with the ribbon it's the displays of …. Affection." Emma laughed leaning back in her chair relaxed.
"I think you did have a dream-filled sleep after all." Regina scowled at her and let her knife clatter against her plate.
"Miss Swan I was not fantasising If that's what you're implying, you…" She paused, she had no clue how to say this, it did seem as though Emma was right, this was crazy.
"You had your arms around me, and you were, kissing my neck." Her expression changed from amusement to confusion.
"I… what?" Regina bowed her head feeling ashamed. "Why the hell didn't you wake me up?"
"I couldn't i just, got out and took my shower." Emma sat fully back in frustration, knotting her hands through her hair.
"Hey Regina I'm sorry, I must've been asleep and " Regina held her hand up.
"It's okay, I know. But can I ask you a favour?" Emma rolled her eyes, she thought she knew what she wanted.
"Sure, I won't breathe a word of this to anyone. I get it." Regina shook her head her hair falling in front of her face.
"No, I mean yes, please don't tell, but I want you to stay and help again tonight, because I know I'll have more sleepless nights, but you have to understand, you helped. Nothing else has. Not even magic." Emma nodded, understanding her emotions.
"Okay, but I can't stay every night." Regina bowed her head in agreement.
"You have no idea, Emma it helped … It just helped." She couldn't explain the extremities that she helped her with just by helping her cry it out.
"I get it. Needing me here, okay?" Regina nodded. She wasn't comfortable with telling Emma she needed her, but in a way she did.
"Anyways, the conversation I wanted to have, isn't about this." She stood up and collected the plates.
"I wanted to ask you who sent you here in the first place, and it better not have been snow."
"Regina, I came here, because you're hurting, and you need someone, and I mostly I hoped you weren't just evil and.. I guess I just needed to see who was in there. That.. That there was someone there at all."
"Emma, there is it's just. I'm trying to be good to Henry. I can be good to him, if he doesn't see me again, not for a while anyways. If I let him stay with you he's safe."
"Regina he's safe here there's nothing stopping him staying here!"
"My Magic is unstable right now, It's tied to my emotions, much like yours, if I'm happy or content it's calm but if I'm angry or upset or even frustrated it's uncontrollable."
"You wouldn't hurt Henry I know this. You're good now, you're trying."
"No! I'm not!" Glass shatters as the lights above them smash in anger, the shards falling, Emma covered her head instinctively and regina backed up to the counter.
"I'm sorry, I told you it's not safe here. Henry can't come home. Not until I've dealt with this. And my magic."
"It's not magic that's the problem, it's your emotions. We need to get through them."
"Well I don't want to talk about my mother or who she killed or whatever Evil she did to me! Or what I did to others!" Regina began sweeping up the glass covering the floor. "I don't want to talk about what haunts me at night."
"Well maybe you won't but I will. You may have cast the curse but my own parent's chose to abandon me! My childhood was crap! Because of them! Not you! So if you stop blaming yourself for things like that then maybe you can be good enough!"
"You don't blame me for what I did?" Regina stood up, sweeping the rest of the glass into the bin, and stared at Emma. Waiting for an answer.
"They could have kept me, but I got thrown into a wardrobe instead. Town or daughter? They chose the town. And I knew I was abandoned, all of my life I have known, but yeah, I have the same nightmares, being rejected by my parent's and I don't even blame you."
"I.. I didn't know that." Regina stepped forward, she wanted to hug Emma but she knew she wouldn't want that, so she brushed her arm instead, making the same movement Emma did, the night before.
"And I'm only here because I thought we could talk about our shitty childhoods and our crap lives and just bond or whatever, because you helped me too, I've never really gotten a good night's sleep since I've been alone, but last night I slept without dreams. I slept soundly, no nightmares and I don't know if it was dumb luck or that we can help each other but yeah, you actually helped. When my own parent's can't."
"Emma.." Regina pulled her in for a hug, squeezing her lightly, when she pulled away she got out a canter and two glasses, pouring them both a drink.
"I believe we should discuss our shitty childhoods and crap lives?"
They had started drinking and talking at 10, and emma had told her about her friends and her foster homes, and regina had told her about her riding and her castle, When Emma told her of her first theft and Regina told her of her first use of magic, and they talked about their first loves and their favourite things and their fears -which was the longest part of their discussion- and their hopes, they had gotten, drunk enough, throughout the conversation. This long discussion Regina had wanted for them had taken them through to after 2pm, both the ladies were slurring their words and admitting things they would never have done sober.
"I wanted to be a horseback champion," Regina admitted after opening another bottle of alcohol.
"I didn't want to ride a saddle and I wanted to use my horse for jumping, like a man, mother called it foolish." Emma sat up, twisting her fingers through Regina's hair absent-mindedly.
"No it's not foolish sounds fun, why haven't you ridden a horse here?" Regina filled the glasses again.
"My prized steed died for my curse I gave it up because it didn't make me happy" Emma's face turned into a pout and her hand slipped from her hair to her neck.
"Emma you're doing it again." Emma shook her head, as if to quiet her.
"You need to be happy, why can't you just be happy for me?" Regina scoffed on her drink and smiled at Emma cheekily.
"I should be happy for you?" Emma nodded and moved closer.
"Bad choice of words." She said, after an eternity, both their words now had slowed, like it took concentration to even speak.
"With me." And then full force (for a drunk person) Emma rammed her lips against hers, trying to be romantic and kissed her, her arms moving down her back pulling Regina in, and for a moment, Regina kissed back, but her arms move to Emma's shoulders pushing her away.
"What is this?" Emma shook her head again leaning back in, pulling Regina closer.
"Don't speak, you'll ruin it." Regina forcefully shoved Emma away.
"No. I need to know, is any of this true?" Emma nodded but kept her head down.
"Of course, but i was.. Awake this morning. I just.. I like you. And you shouldn't be sad. I want you to be happy." Regina nodded taking in the information.
"With you?"
Emma once again agreed.
"But if you don't like it I can leave."
Regina sat, looking to the distance, or even the freaking abyss. She couldn't figure out what was going on, she wanted this, she knew from the moment she returned Henry to her, that there was something here. But there was always going to be that small voice in her head. Mother's voice.
Pathetic.
"Go."
Emma pulled back, a face full of shock, her hands slid back down from their position they kept on the small of her back.
"I-I what?"
Regina pulled back pushing Emma away.
"You need to go. Now. Please don't make me.."
Emma stood up, stumbled a bit from the drink, and sheepishly walked away, leaving regina alone in the room, she fumbled at the door, when she made it down the path she took one last look at the mansion behind her. She thought she saw something from behind the curtain, but maybe she was just a bit too drunk.
When Emma left, Regina stood up to see if she had really left, hoping Emma would run back in to tell her she was wrong, and that she didn't deserve to be alone, that she couldn't leave, but as Emma began to turn around, the mayor hid from the view of the window. Using the wall for support, she banged her head softly against it, expecting the door to fly open, but after moments of waiting for the blonde to rush through the door, she slammed her fist down on the wall, and at that point the passion, the panic, the grief, the pain and the fear all exploded in her magic and it sent the chandelier above the main hall tumbling to the floor, sending shards of glass flying across the room, regina stumbled and fell to the floor from the unexpected crash, not knowing what was happening she fell on many shards and had pieces of glass stuck on almost every face of open skin, some large pieces had managed to rip through her dress and plunged into the skin, that sent the former queen shrieking and hissing in bouts of pain.
"Crap." she muttered through clenched teeth.
She grabbed some things like a medical kit, tweezers, cream and gauze. She would have to clean all this up afterwards, and she knew that magic would only give her more problems, wincing in pain as she made her way up the staircase to the bathroom to clean the mess up. She opened the medical kit, and set out the things she would need, sitting on the toilet seat, legs up on the bath, she grabbed the first thing - tweezers. Starting at her ankles, where there was just small shards, she removed them one by one, hissing through gritted teeth, tears gathering in her eyes the bigger the shards got. When she made it to above the knee on her right leg, where there was a mound of glass stuck, one of the more painful points, she thought quicker, less pain, and rammed the glass out with the tweezers, screaming in agony, when she managed to redeem herself, she got out the cream, she would have to make sure it wouldn't get infected. Dabbing with a wet facecloth she slowly rubbed in the stinging cream across the gash in her leg, finally she let the tears stream down her cheeks, it wasn't as if anyone here was going to see this weakness.
She managed to wrap her leg in gauze and continued with the rest of her body, when it came to her chest though, that was where she was fearful to go, she had to cut up her dress to get to it, and eventually managed to get it off, there were three bleeding gashes there, one, the smallest, lodged in her abdomen, the second which was about the same size, came up to her side, an inch or two higher, leaving other shards in its wake, she dealt with them all quickly, removing, cleaning, creaming and wrapping, but the last, was beginning to leave a vast trail of blood, pooling down onto the floor dripping, she felt a little bit better than she would have been sober, and that was a small comfort but it was a massive shard, that had only slightly fractured and had gone in only a little, but it had made a wound that was almost two inches in length, and was causing the most part of her pain when she finally removed it and carried on in the routine of cleaning it up, the wound was bleeding quite rapidly and was starting to make her feel light headed, nevertheless, she cleaned it and managed to wrap herself in gauze but used some cotton pads to cover it more. Looking down at herself wrapped in bandages, she desperately wanted to heal herself, so she held out her hands straining in frustration, interrupted by the phone ringing she stumbled out of the bathroom leaning on the wall for support. What was happening now? The caller ID showed her son, Henry. The headache she felt was worsening her problems, from the blood and the magic, she couldn't heal herself, and she foolishly picked up the phone, wiping tears from her face and pressed the answer button.
Big mistake.
"Mom?" It was henry's panic that caused her to remember why she hadn't answered his calls.
"Henry" she tried to speak with as soft a voice as possible but her voice caught at the end, not just because of the pain she was in, but because she hadn't heard her son's voice in months.
"Mom are you okay why haven't you answered my calls when can I come home?" Regina let a small tear fall down her cheek. He called it home. Not with snow or emma, here with her, was his home.
"Henry, I'm fine but you'll have to stay with Emma for a bit longer okay?" Regina lay down on the bed, slowly descending, feeling all her cuts and wounds as she sat back down.
"Why mom it's been months? If this is about you being afraid of hurting me that's okay you won't!"
Regina sat up at this, Henry wasn't supposed to know that. For his own good, he had only told Emma that, and now she was drunk and was just telling anyone?
"Henry who told you that?" Trying not to be hostile in this situation was extremely hard, she was hurting but that didn't mean Henry had to.
"Mom, it's okay don't be mad?" But Regina had already hung up on him, scrambling frantically with her fingers, she called the one woman who she despised, but could never hate, because she cared for her too much. Swan.
"What the hell?" She finally spat out when Emma answered after two failed attempts.
"I thought you didn't want to see me?" Emma was still slurring her words, because she had made her way to the rabbit hole, she didn't take rejection very well.
"I don't but what did you tell Henry? He knows why he's not home anymore and he still wants to come here!" She heard a sigh present itself from down the line.
"Regina, he's a smart kid, he knows you, I think he can figure this out on his own. What I can't seem to figure out is why you answered his calls? What changed." Regina collapsed back on the bed again, looking down at herself some of her bigger gashes had already bled through.
"Nothing, I'm fine." She said coarsely, once she had stopped talking to Henry the pain at hit her, hard, she'd forgotten about Emma now, and the wound to her leg was already bleeding profusely, soaked through the gauze and dripping down her leg, she went to touch it and hissed at the pain she'd caused.
"Regina are you okay?" Regina scrambled back up the bed to asses the damage, and whether or not she needed doctor whale.
"I said I'm fine." Although she was trying to ignore her leg, leaning forward and doubling her chest over had caused the most painful wound to start bleeding again, and before she could stop herself a groan escaped her lips, leaning back down a small scream of agony left her.
"Regina I'm coming back.." But before she could hear the rest of her sentence, a black haze took over her and she passed out from the pain.
Okay so more warnings at this point there's some suggestion of rape in a memory and the ladies will both talk about their experiences in the next chapter xx.
"..You clearly can't be alone, okay?" Emma slammed the bill on the table and left, not caring that the bartender was yelling about tips.
"Regina?" The phone hadn't disconnect but she couldn't even hear her breathing from the other end of the line, what was worse was she had been drinking, and randomly poofing places wasn't her speciality, after yelling Regina's name a few more times she gave up and started running down to the mayor's mansion, not caring that she nearly crashed into a few people down the sidewalk, she barged passed the many protesters yelling her apologies as she went. After ten minutes of running and stumbling and her chest beginning to ache, she didn't even bother knocking on the door, she burst in yelling for her. The sight that unfolded in front of her eyes, the broken chandelier, shards of glass everywhere, and the pools of blood. She started racing up the stairs finding her way to the bedroom, where Regina lay, covered in gauze and bandages that marked her body, many of them fully soaked in regina's blood, who in question, was lying on the bed, completely passed out.
"Shit Regina!" She ran to her side, lifting her slowly to the center of the bed, laying a pillow underneath her for support.
"Regina what the hell!" She moved her hands to her neck, finding a weak, but at least there, pulse. She started slapping Regina's face to wake her up, after about a minute, she just resolved that she would have to take this idiot to the hospital, leaned to go grab her phone when her hand was stopped by a cold, yet firm hand enveloping her wrist.
"Don't." Emma stared into the brunette's hazel eyes.
"Regina what the hell went down? Are you okay You were passed out from this!" She gestured to regina's still bleeding body.
"Magic, emotions remember? That's what happened, I'll be fine, I just it's the drink and the pain that's all." Emma just stared blankly at her, not believing that she was seriously fine,
"What the hell kind of emotions did this?" She let a hand fall softly on one of the rapidly bleeding gashes in her chest.
"The chandelier smashed and fell because my emotions cause the explosion and I didn't think to take cover I just let it.." Her voice trailed off as Emma's wide eyes implored her own.
"You let it, are you kidding me? You don't have to hurt yourself emotionally but now physically? Regina this has to end! Why didn't you heal yourself with magic?" Regina's head fell down to the floor, her eyes refusing to pick up again.
"I tried, my magic…" She paused trying to find the will to speak. "..It won't do what I want it to, I can't even summon a simple fireball." Emma's eyes followed Regina's movement, she wanted to help but she couldn't see how.
"How do you do it then?" Regina's head snapped back up.
"What?" Emma let her shoulders shrug nonchalantly.
"I've got magic right? So I can just, you know.." She flailed her hands as if to say 'heal you with magic', but Regina got what it meant.
"That's not how it works dear, magic is emotion, how many times do I have to tell you, there has to be emotion in the healing, and I can't even heal myself how are you supposed to?" Emma moved so that her face was directly over hers, and through pursed lips, she hoarsely spoke.
"Regina. How do I do it?" She let out a sigh, and glanced down.
"Obviously you have to have your hands out over me," She waited for Emma to follow.
"And you have to feel the magic inside you, the warmth there, concentrate on the intent, because if you blast me with something other than healing magic, it won't be in my favour." Emma nodded, shutting her eyes, she tried to feel the warmth, she felt Regina's hand on her arm, and the warmth spread to her hands, and it was flowing out of her, in shock, Regina's arm dropped, but she continued, the glow surrounding Regina sent traces of light dancing around her wounds,
"Is that..?" She let out a low chuckle at emma's wide eyes and disbelief.
"Yes dear, that is you." She beamed down.
"You have to stop now, or it'll be let loose, and it's savior magic, no doubt Gold will be in need of some."
"Oh, right sorry." She let her hands fall back and saw the glow diminished.
"You okay now then?" Regina sat up and started peeling off the gauze and bandages she used to cover herself.
"Yes but I can see my carpet isn't." Looking down at the blood trail she left when scrambling up to the bathroom.
"Uh, yeah do you wanna, maybe I dunno, like lie down?"
Regina's head snapped to meet Emma's.
"You didn't tell anyone what happened?" Emma's head faltered in confusion.
"Uh, well seeing as I've been here, uhm no?" Regina nodded, turning away.
"Good, that's really ...good." She stood up, then but stumbled, and Emma's hands found their way to her back to support her.
"Are you sure? I can stay, you also have to tell me how your emotions did this." Shrugging Emma away and stumbling to stand again, she held a hand out to stop her, ignoring the black haze seeping in around the edges of her vision.
"I got it, and as for my emotions I let them take control of my magic, albeit briefly, it obviously did some damage. I was upset and angry and my magic made the chandelier explode. I'm fine, however, I think you should go." Emma wrapped her hands around Regina's waist, trying to pull her to the bed.
"Regina, you need to rest, I'm staying and I'll help clean things up a bit, but you need to sleep."
Regina shook her head, and grabbed her wrist to stop her pulling her down. saying one word to let her know her fear, seeing the dark creeping in.
"Mother." Emma closed her eyes, not wanting to terrify the woman in front of her.
"It's okay, I'm here, I mean I help right?" Regina nodded, as Emma set her head down on the pillow, and pulled up the blanket she'd used the night before to cover her.
"Why don't you rest and I'll go grab some things to clean up this mess, and I'll figure out what to do with the chandelier 'mkay?" Regina nodded, letting the black fog consume her sight. This was one of the few times Emma saw her truly afraid, and it was terrifying her to her core.
"David, I'm fine I'm just gonna be back late tonight okay?" She heard a sigh from the other end of the line, He kept calling today since she had stayed last night.
"I know it's just.." He was interrupted by Emma who let out a loud breath.
"Dad I'm fine, How's Mary-margaret?" Although she couldn't see it, David was beaming down the other end of the line, and he let out a breath that she couldn't hear.
".. David you okay?" That snapped him back up from happy land.
"Oh, nothing, just .. you called me dad." Emma sighed, at least it was one way to shut him up.
"Yeah well, I probably gotta go stake-out and all, gotta concentrate."
"Well, your mother's doing better, actually, I think. You'll call me when you're done?" Emma smiled, mary-margaret was doing better, that was good. She heard Regina from inside the bedroom and grabbed the soap and towels she found so she could clean up.
"Yeah I gotta go bye." She hung up before hearing him speak and rushed back into the bedroom, but thankfully it was just Regina stirring, so she knelt down and started scrubbing.
Some moments later she heard Regina again, and she was thrashing around, but since she hadn't yelled yet she figured it wasn't anything awful.
"Regina dear, if you don't like it I can have it changed." Glaring up at her mother, she spoke harshly, she hadn't forgiven her yet.
"It's fine mother." She spat out the words as she walked of the podium, her dressing maids following her and picking up the dress as she went.
"Leave us." Her mother stepped forward and put her arm around hers.
"You don't have to be so hostile, I've found a perfect suitor for you, he is soon to be King, first in line, and his kingdom is doing very well."
"I don't care about his kingdom mother!" That made cora chuckle, which sent shivers down her spine and made her back away.
"You're only very young dear, if you don't marry soon, you'll be an unfit bride. Now, you'll wear this dress when you meet him, smile, make polite conversation, and make yourself interesting, and don't be hostile dear, it doesn't go well with you." She held up her chin, forcing her to look at her.
"His family will be here any moment dear, and I expect you to talk to him in the kindest of ways. Like I taught you remember?" Regina nodded, she hated the flirtatious routine, but if he was kind enough she would enforce it.
"Smile, nod at his words, bat my eyelashes, touch for three seconds and mingle again." Cora shook her head.
"This is for marriage dear, you linger longer and you don't go and mingle, you stay with him, understood." Though she could feel her eyes pop, she didn't like her mother's decision she nodded.
"How.. How old is he?" Cora turned back from leaving.
"He's only a short number of years older than you dear, and quite handsome, he's turning to twenty-eight soon."
"Mother! That's fourteen years!" Cora nodded and turned away.
"Better than most dear, the next kingdom over it was a distance of over twenty years dear, it's quite common, but fourteen is lucky, child." She stepped away and used her magic to open the doors. And stopped, turning her head to the side, not to look at her but regard her in a sense.
"I trust he'll have your best effort."
The doors slam, and Regina turned to the door when she heard the announcing of the prince, she smiled and nodded at his words, keeping the conversation, she bowed slightly at his kind compliments and when she said nice things back, let her hand fall on his arm for three seconds. He took her arm and led her away.
"I must admit you have the routine down." His low voice whispered when they were off in a foreign to her corner of the castle.
"I don't quite know what you mean." He chuckled and pulled her in closer, she didn't fight it he was quite kind to her, and she was afraid but he could end up marrying her, and mother would call her pathetic for being afraid.
"You do, I must wonder, your mother or your father that thinks you are capable of being my bride?"
"Mother" She whispered as he was pulling her closer, she tried to pull away, but he was big and strong and had her in his grasp.
"You see, I like to take my prize on my own." His hands began to wander, and when she tried her hardest to pull away, he held a hand to cup her mouth, she bit down hard, turning and trying to run but he only grinned and let out a low laugh.
"You think a small fourteen year old girl can escape me?" Nothing was heard but her low screams against his hand, muffled, and her struggles against him. And he laughed, sending shivers down her spine, his hand moved to her breast and she started crying, his hand caught the tears.
"Shhhhh. It's okay. I'm here, Regina." What? That hadn't been what he had said..
"Regina, you have to wake up!" his hands fell, and slipped away, with each word.
"Regina!"
"Emma!" Without thinking she burst out and hugged her, gripping to her jacket, she could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Thank you." She whispered.
"Was it your mother again?" She simply shook her head, letting the tears cascade.
"Do you want to tell me about it again?" She nodded but replied
"I can't.. Not now." She pulled back from the hug to wipe away her tears.
"Well, I cleaned up most of the mess, and a guy can come and replace the chandelier and take away the old one."
Regina nodded, letting herself come to terms with her memories.
"I should go, Henry'll be wondering where I am. Promise me you'll answer his calls? the kid's worried." To that regina just nodded.
"You'll come back?" Emma nodded, standing in the doorway to the bedroom.
"Yeah, but then you'll have to tell me about what you saw." Regina nodded, and kept herself composed until she heard the click of the front door, and the Queen broke into sobs.
Okay so that was all I could think to write just now, I have some ideas for how the story will continue but that's it for now. ;)
