I do love Outlaw Queen and I don't mean to be so harsh towards it but this story is simply going in a direction away from that relationship so I apologize again. I do love Robin though and he might be making a few appearances, but good appearances though.

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Chapter 6 Your Story Just Isn't Finished Yet

The next morning Emma and Regina both met up with Tinker Bell at the covenant. They told her of the break up with Robin and if it were possible for Regina to have more than one true love. They wanted to know if there was the possibility of Regina finding love again. The fairy's answer wasn't what they expected.

"What do you mean my destiny with Robin no longer exists?" Regina asked Tink, her heart feeling as if it had skipped a beat at the thought that she and Robin had been doomed from the start.

"Regina, your destiny changed the moment you walked away from that tavern and chose darkness over love. There's a time and a moment for everything to happen and it was that moment where you and Robin were supposed to meet, but you didn't. You walked away from the life you could've had and your destiny changed its course."

"So that's it. I'll just be alone for the rest of my life?"

"No Regina," Tink said earnestly, trying to get her to understand. "Robin's destiny changed and rematch him to Marian. And just like him, there is someone out there for you too and you will find each other."

"You see Regina," Emma said, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder and Regina couldn't help but notice how much Emma has been touching her lately. Touches of comfort that she had found soothing. "Just like I said. Robin just wasn't it."

Regina swallowed the sudden lump in her throat because she thought Robin was everything. She thought they could be happy and yet destiny took a sharp turn on her once again.

"Yes," she replied, not wanting them to see the tears that were welling up in her eyes. "I just… I need to go." She left the room and walked outside into the crisp morning air.

She needed time to think.

She couldn't help but wonder if things would have worked out if Marian hadn't come back. If destiny had indeed rerouted itself then how long would it be before they had broken it off. She was so confused and so hurt, and knowing that she had gave up a future with the man she loved all those years ago, did things to her very soul. It made her feel like her heart was shattering and she would have almost broke down right there if Emma hadn't run after her.

"Hey, Regina are you ok?" she asked worriedly, not liking how pale Regina's complexion suddenly became.

"Hearing that I gave him up long before you ruined it…" she trailed off, folding her arms across her chest and looking away for a moment before meeting Emma's green eyes. "It wouldn't have last with or without Marian. I gave up my chance with him the moment I ran."

"This isn't over, ok?" Emma said, trying to reassure her. "Tinker Bell said your destiny rerouted. You know what this means? There's still love for you. Maybe your story just isn't finished yet."

"Yes, but we're not from here Emma," Regina suddenly snapped, her expression suddenly hostile. The hope Emma had was making her feel sick. Her relationship with Robin ended long before Emma interfered and she couldn't even think about falling in love all over again. Not when she was still so heartbroken. "The person I'm meant to be with might not even be in Storybrooke, besides I'm through with following destiny's path."

"So you're just giving up?"

"You said you would help me and you did. We got our answer so now I'd appreciate it Miss Swan if would just leave me alone," she said before disappearing in purple smoke.

Regina appeared in the foyer of the mansion.

She needed time to think. To let it all sink in. Robin was no longer her soulmate. He was Marian's and God did that hurt. She loved him but he wasn't hers. She had given him up long ago when darkness and revenge was all she wanted.

She missed him.

His things were still lying around the house and she grabbed a cardboard box from the garage and went around the house throwing in everything that was his or reminded her of him. Everything he touched went in the box. Even the sheets from her bed that they had spent the last few hours on making love before everything had gone to hell in that diner. The last thing she grabbed was his dark red scarf that she loved so much.

That was when she finally slowed down.

He had insisted it looked better on her and so she found herself wearing it a few times. She could remember how it felt to have his scent around her. To know she was loved and safe with him.

Her grip tightened around the fabric and she decided this needed to be done. She couldn't hang on to any keepsakes. The scarf went in. She had planned to burn it. To be rid of the contents inside but she couldn't do it and instead she found herself throwing the box in the closet.

It was then that she noticed it as she walked into the foyer. The mail she had ignored when she came home was sitting on the floor by the door. It was another letter and she picked it up with shaking hands.

It was the same as the first one, listing the sick disgusting things the sender wanted to do to her for the sake of revenge.

Fear crept up her spine and she shivered, suddenly feeling vulnerable. This person who had wrote these sick things had been in her house, had touched her things.

She rushed into her study and grabbed the other.

She didn't know what to do. Should she tell Emma or she should she track down this person alone.

She opted for the latter. She didn't want to include Emma after everything that had happened with Robin. She took the letters and poofed away to her vault where she made a locater spell.

It led her to the abandoned farmhouse that Zelena had used as a hideout. Regina couldn't help but think how much of an idiot this person could be to use this house as a hideout. This was too easy.

She walked up to the porch and quietly pushed open the corroding door and before she could go in, a hand was suddenly on her wrist.

"What do you think you're doing?" Emma whispered angrily and Regina could only look at her in shock. How did she know she was here?

"I…" Regina whispered when suddenly they heard a noise coming from inside one of the rooms.

"Shh," Emma shushed her, taking out her service gun and moving infront of her. A ball of fire appeared in Regina's hand as she followed the sheriff inside. They moved towards one of the doors, expecting to find someone inside. Regina wanted to see the idiot who has been harassing her and make them pay. However, it was just a window shutter swaying in the wind and banging against the wall. So much for that. Regina extinguished her ball of fire with a frustrated growl and Emma put her gun away.

"Why are we here?" she asked, instantly turning to face Regina.

"I think the question here is why were you following me!" Regina snapped, her grip tightening on the letter.

"I saw you following that while I was on my way to go see you," Emma explained, pointing to the paper in Regina's fist. "What is that? What's going on Regina?"

"I cast a locator spell on it," she replied, her edgy tone simmering as she confessed. She couldn't keep hiding this anyway.

"A locator spell for what."

"It doesn't matter. It didn't work and you might as well just read this for yourself." She handed the letter to Emma and she took it with a questioning look. She opened it, her stomach suddenly filling with dread as she read the first line.

My dearest Queen,

Now that you've had your heart broken by that imbecile of a thief, you now know the exact pain you had inflicted upon me. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of you and the way you had played with my poor beating heart. I loved you since I first saw you. The day you first moved into King Leopold's castle.

But then that was the problem.

You never really saw me or my love for you. Even after you became the Evil Queen, you toyed with my heart. You casted me aside, and now that you've been thrown away by the man that had claimed your heart, I could now make myself known. You deserve so much worse than Robin Hoods betrayal. You have no idea how long I've been waiting to enact my very own revenge.

Keep your eyes open my Queen.

Be sure to look around every corner.

But mostly, be ready, because when I come for you I will be the one who won't be showing any mercy.

"What the hell?" Emma asked, disgusted. She turned it over and back, looking at the writing. It wasn't signed.

"There's more," Regina said and Emma looked at her as she pulled out the second letter from her coat pocket.

This one was worse.

My beautiful Queen,

What a waste would it be to take your life and not admire the beauty that I was cursed to fall in love with. No. Your suffering will be slow. I will do to you what I've always imagined in the late hours of the night.

Did you know I used to stand outside your chamber doors at night and listen to the King take what wasn't his? I bet you didn't even know that I was hidden in the shadows one night and I watched as he violated your beautiful body against your will. I watched you cry and I watched the blood trickling down your thighs.

Oh how I wished it was me above you. How I wished I was the one to touch you like the King did every night. I imagined you wouldn't cry like you did with him. I know you'd like it. I know I'd make you scream and beg for it like the little whore that you are.

Soon it won't just be a fantasy.

Soon you will be mine, my love.

"What the fuck!" Emma yelled, raising her hand to her forehead as she processed the sick words that will be forever engrained into her memory. She combed her fingers in her hair, not knowing how to deal with what she just read. She turned, kicking the door and it swung, slamming shut. Regina didn't even flinch at the noise or Emma's anger that was radiating off of her in waves.

"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked, seething, the letters crumbling in her suddenly clenched fists.

"I didn't want to worry you," Regina explained and Emma shook her head in disbelief.

"I could've helped you. Regina, what if he had been in here and you were alone?"

"He wasn't and I could take care of myself."

"I know you could, but I could've been with you. Besides, he knows you from your past. He knows you have magic and he wouldn't be making threats like this unless he's figured out how to dodge your fireballs. I mean do you have any idea who he could be?"

"No," she replied. "From the letters, he's known me since before I became the Evil Queen. I've made many enemies since then. He could be anyone from a servant in my palace to a citizen in Storybrooke."

"He had to be the one who ransacked your house."

"I was thinking the same," Regina agreed, looking around for the first time. It didn't look like anyone lived here since Zelena. Why did the locator spell lead her here?

"Come on," Emma said, shoving the letters into her pocket. "We need to get out of here. We need to get to the station."

"And you're certain you have no idea who could have sent these?" David asked, looking at the letters in his hands. He was sitting at his desk at the sheriff's station with Emma pacing infront of him. Regina stood to the side, her arms crossed infront of her.

"I told you," she replied, her voice hoarse with a sudden bone deep exhaustion. The events of the day had finally caught up with her. "I have too many enemies to be certain of a possible suspect."

"You're right," he sighed. "Its gonna take days to make up a list of suspects, not to mention months of interviewing the entire town."

"David!" Emma snapped, her eyes hostile.

"Alright, I'm sorry," he said, raising his hands. "How about I go check out the old farmhouse. I can do a more in-depth search." He knew Emma didn't feel comfortable enough to let Regina out of her sight right now and neither of them wanted to drag the brunette back to that farmhouse.

"Ok, call me if you find anything," she said, her defenses going down and as he collected his things and left, Emma turned to Regina.

"You do know I can't let you stay alone tonight."

"I'll be fine. I don't need a babysitter."

"At least let me keep watch outside," Emma pushed and Regina knew she wasn't going to give up.

"There's no convincing you otherwise, is there?" she asked and Emma shook her head.

"We're in this together. I don't care what you say. This sick fuck isn't getting anywhere near you."

"My, what vulgar language sheriff," Regina smirked making Emma scoff because this guy had no idea who he was messing with.

"My vulgar language will be nothing compared to when I get my hands on him."