Chapter 6

Slowly stirring from her slumber, the young Queen lifts her head having spotted the blonde's curly hair in front of her face. Looking in shock at the fact she fell asleep so close with this stranger, something she doesn't even allow with Leopold, Regina then realizes that Emma is also hugging her hand tightly. Grimacing, the brunette pulls slightly to retrieve it while waking the blonde in the process. "Good..morning.."

Emma glances over her shoulder with a frown then bolts upright remembering exactly where she was and who she was with. This was definitely not a dream.

"Emma?...are you..okay?"

Nodding profusely, the blonde swallows a lump at the fear of not getting home then looks to the woman who's presence is both killing her and giving her hope. "I'm fine...I just..had a nightmare..then forgot where I was"

Placing a hand to the strangers arm, Regina encourages Emma to turn and face her. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No!..no..sorry it's just..I need to get home" the blonde looks sorry then stands to her feet.

"You're right..and I should be heading back to the castle...to cause less trouble" the young Queen also stands looking rather sad.

Emma bites her lip. "What are you going to say? About your whereabouts?"

Shrugging lightly, the brunette begins to fiddle with her hands nervously. "I will tell the King that it was nothing to do with you..I will think of something"

"You could end up getting yourself killed..."

Regina nods shielding her face from the blonde. "I know but..I am starting to believe that maybe it is for the best..I have never been happy..I can never be happy there..my life is a complete..lie..all my mother's doing"

Looking horrified, Emma grabs her hands as they begin to shake. "Do not ever say that! How is a world without you in it for the best?! Do you have any idea what you mean to some people?"

Glancing up with a sniffle the young Queen frowns confused. "How do you know..you do not know me or what I am capable of! I mean nothing to no one..the only ones that did care are gone!"

"Regina! Please just stop!" the blonde starts to visibly get upset at the sad words falling from the brunette's mouth.

Taking her hands back, Regina looks worried towards Emma as the blonde gets upset. "Why...why are you crying? You told me you were lost..if you do not come from this kingdom how do you know me?"

"I..I can't explain..I just know..and from what I have seen the past twenty four hours..you have such a kind heart..don't give up" the blonde wipes her face before turning away. "Otherwise I will go back to the King's castle and hand myself over"

Rolling her eyes, the young Queen places her hands on her hips with a scold. "Now whose being ridiculous?"

Emma looks towards her and chuckles at the sight, spotting a slither of the Regina she knows and loves. "Me..because I'm an idiot..or so I've been told before"

Shaking her head with a small smile, the brunette walks up to her. "Well it would appear that right now..you're my idiot and I will personally see to it that you get home..and I know who may be able to help"

Growing shy at the statement, the blonde offers a nervous smile. "Thanks? I think...and who may I ask can help?" 'Please don't say Rumplestilskin..wizard or not I will kill him!'

"A fairy..but for now, I wish you at least try one thing for me..show me how to do one of those fireballs" Regina playful smiles then holds her hand out flat as if wanting to conjure one.

Watching for a moment sensing that the woman will not back down but then again when has she ever in her time, Emma walks over to the log and sits down. "There isn't really anything to do..you think it, use emotion to ignite it..regretfully I have to say that I tend to use anger as my source of power.."

The young Queen heads across to the log and sits beside the blonde and looks towards her hand concentrating. "Nothing's happening..." Looking to Emma not impressed, the brunette sighs.

"Wait..here..." Leaning over, the blonde places her hand underneath Regina's, cupping it with her own palm which causes a spark for both of them. Pulling her hand away quickly, they look to each other worried. "Maybe..you just keep trying.."

Watching Emma stand and walk away towards a isolated section of the make shift camp site, the young Queen bites her lip staring in wonder at the sad woman, completely unaware that her hand was now completely alight by a flame. It would appear that she had found her own source like the blonde had explained about.

Her source was called Emma.

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A/N: it's like role reversal is there anything you like for me to add in at some point?

P.S. sorry its short! it will get longer just needed to get them talking!