Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. I just fantasize about them. A Lot.

MEMORIES LOST IN TIME

By Saori-Luna

- I just wish there was a way to be sure this happy ending is not going to back away from my hands. Again.

Mary Margaret looked at her sympathetically. Despite the years Regina still felt anxious, insecure, apprehensive.

Probably had every right to be.

-And, what if Tink was wrong? It is very likely, you know, she is not the best fairy.

-Regina, please you know that pixie dust never lies.

But she could not get the idea out of her head. If Robin was her soulmate, shouldn't they have met before, in some way in their life? But it seems like, if it wasn't for the Dark Curse, they wouldn't have met.

That night after reading a story to Roland, she stayed at the couch, staring at the old storybook, one of the phrases drawing her attention powerfully:

"In the old times, when it was useful to wish what you want for"

She just wanted to be sure that she could be finally happy, for ever

With that last thought she was asleep.

-Regina, Regina, wake up!

She opened her eyes, startled by excessive light in her room. It was winter, how was it possible?

-Regina, hurry up, we must go to the king's birthday soon. Here's your dress.

-Mom?

-Why are you looking at me like that? Did you forget it?

The memories came back in a whirlpool. She remembered that dress. But they were innumerable parties to whom their mother had taken her with the hope that some of the heirs were interested in her.

She remembered. That was when she 6 years old.

But she doesn't know how it had happened.

She tried to behave appropriately to avoid disturbing his mother, but inside anguish filled her. What if she never returned to Storybrooke? To Robin?

Sure this was what she earned for not appreciating her happy ending.

Day went normally. God! She had forgotten how boring it was these parties. Logically, the prince was more interested in his games with swords that on plenty of girls who populated the place.

As she walked away in search of some peace, Regina tripped over a stone, and as she fell toward the floor, she could only think:

-My mother will kill me if I appear dirty at the party.

However, the expected impact with the ground never came. Someone had saved her.

-M'lady, are you injured?

Regina looked at him. She lost in his blue eyes. It was him.

-¿Robin?

-I'm sorry, did we met before?

She looked at him and smiled, feeling like someone else called her, away from the place.

-Regina, Regina?

She opened her eyes gently, to meet the worried look of her husband.

-I didn't know you were so tired. I should have read Roland.

The Queen smiled and hugged him enthusiastically.

-Hey, are you okay?

-Better than ever. Tell me, do you remember ever having saved a girl from falling into the mud in a real party?

Robin looked puzzled. The memories getting back to his mind.

Indeed, pixie dust never lies.

THE END

AUTHOR'S NOTE: HappyOutlawQueen week!