AN: I have to wright this because I just read about the love triangle between Emma, Hook, and Neal. I am officially done with Once. So lovely followers here is your only warning, you are going to hate Emma in this story. Sorry. However, you will love Tamsin.

Kenzi asked Regina to stay for a few days. A few days turned into a few weeks and eventually an unspoken agreement that Regina would never leave. Kenzi and Regina grew closer as each day passed. Regina talked about the parts of her life she was somewhat proud of. Kenzi learned everything about being the mayor of a small town and about designer outfits and surprising advice for her style as well. Somehow, Regina could make the most ridiculous outfit work on Kenzi's tiny frame. They went shopping and apparently, in anther life, Regina had a little 'dark faze'. Regina would never reveal anything more than that. Kenzi didn't push, she just let the woman tell her things about herself as she wanted. At first Tamsin was surprised by their closeness but Kenzi had that effect on people. Kenzi had the ability to make anyone's walls crumble to the floor and Regina was no different.

Tamsin keep her distance from the raven-haired beauty. She never admitted her true feelings for Regina, to anyone. Bo's rejection had been hard enough. Now, every day she came home to the most beautiful woman she had ever seen and she could not bring herself to tell her. It had gotten so bad that Tamsin went to work came home and went directly to bed. Tamsin usually ignored everyone in her home. She hated not being good enough for Bo, but for some reason the idea of not being good enough for Regina broke something inside of her.

Today had been a particularly bad day for Tamsin. She and Dyson chased an under fae into the sewers where an entire group ambushed them. They fought their way out but Tamsin's ribs hurt and pieces of her hair were falling out. Her lip was starting to swell, and her eyes had a nice bruise forming, making her blue iris stand out even more. She had no desire to be around anyone so she stopped at dark fae bar and had a few drinks. Time passed far too quickly and before she knew it, the bar was closing. She contemplated sleeping in her car to simple avoid going home. Come the morning, when Kenzie woke up and found out she didn't come home. Tamsin knew that her tiny roommate would worry and call Bo and go looking for her. As much as she loved, the idea of her 'family' worrying about it made fading into the background hard.

It was days like today all she wanted was to be alone. Be careful what you wish for you just might get it. Years she was lost and alone, wishing to be more than what she was. Finally, she found her place in the world, yet it left her bitter. She could never really have the life she had so desperately craved with Bo. Now with Regina, it was the same story. She could not measure up to Lauren and she doubted she could ever measure up to the person Regina called for when she was dying. Regina was right there, beautiful, strong, independent and just as unattainable as Bo. Bo breaking her heart was bearable partly because Lauren had been there the whole time. Tamsin could not compete with Regina's true love even if it was a coma induced slip.

Finally, Tamsin dragged herself into the apartment well after the bar closed. Taking her boots off, Tamsin tiptoed inside trying her best to navigate in the dark. She snuck to the sofa, which had become her permanent spot never having the heart to kick Regina out of her bed. Praying to the gods no one heard her come in. She collapsed down on the couch in one big thud.

"Ouch." Tamsin fell to the floor. Kenzi ran into the room and turned the light on to find Regina standing over the fallen blonde. Shaking her head and rubbing her eyes Kenzi went back to her room and closed the door. She knew why Regina had been sitting on the sofa and she did not want to see the fight she knew was going to happen.

"Where have you been?"

Tamsin looked up at Regina from her spot on the floor and laughed.

"This isn't funny I was…"

"What the hell are you wearing?" Tamsin stopped laughing and smile at how ridiculous the other woman looked. Regina stood before her in tight leather pants. A tight black tank top and knee-high boots like Bo would wear. Regina had been growing her hair out over the last few months and now she wore it down. Dark makeup completed the look bringing out Regina's beautiful brown eyes. Tamsin had only ever seen Regina in her impeccable suits and dresses.

"It was a dare." Regina had lone eyebrow raised. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared down at the blonde. "Kenzi didn't believe that there was a time when I dress in this attire regularly." Tamsin sat staring in disbelief. She rubbed her sore ribs absentmindedly and Regina immediately dropped to the floor and examined Tamsin's injuries.

"So she made you dress like Bo." Tamsin said pushing Regina's hand away. Trying to stand up but her feet failed her and Reina held out a hand to give the blonde support. Tamsin took it because the alternative was crawling and she simple did not want the brunette to see that. Once Tamsin was up, she walked into the kitchen with Regina close behind.

"She made me dress in a leather outfit." Tamsin said opening the refrigerator and taking out a bottle of orange juice. Tamsin was about to drink out of the bottle when Regina shook her head. Rolling her eyes Tamsin got a glass. The blonde always found it funny that Regina never had to voice her desires, everything she ever wanted to say she did with her big brown doe eyes.

"It just so happens that Bo's clothes were the only one close to my size, have you seen Kenzi, her waist is the size of my wrist.

"A joke?" Tamsin grinned.

"I can be funny on rare occasions dear."

"That joke wasn't funny."

"Then why did you smile?"

Because you looked so happy saying it. Tamsin thought but said, "You look…"

"Regal." Regina said with a sly smile.

"Ridiculous, you look better in your own clothes." Tamsin said gulping down her juice. Regina stepped closer, ignored her commit.

"Where have you been?" Regina started to examine the blonde's eyes and noted the way Tamsin held her side trying her best to brace her sore ribs.

"Out." Tamsin pushed Regina hand away. Regina tilted her head to the side and stepped closer.

"I was worried you didn't answer your phone."

"I am a big girl; I don't need you or anyone else worrying about me."

"I know, but if you don't come home I am always going to worry." Regina started to brush her hand through Tamsin's hair noting that chunks were missing. Tamsin grimaced under her touch. "Let me heal you, please." It came out as a plea. Tamsin thought for a moment she had been hurt much worse than this before but something in the other woman dark eyes made her nod.

"If you do, I am not going to have to kiss you again am I?"

"Only if you want to," all the color drained from Tamsin's face. "That was a joke, your injuries aren't serous all I will need is a good night's sleep to recover when I am done."

"Promise, it won't hurt you."

"I will be just fine when it is over."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Regina took Tamsin's hand and pulled her to the sofa. Regina softy guided the blonde down. "I have to touch you." Tamsin silently nodded. Regina lifted her hand to Tamsin's eye. A translucent purple glow emanated from Regina's finger. Tamsin felt a light tingle under her eye as Regina place her hand on her injury. "Dyson said you saved his life." Regina whispered looking at the ground, neither woman felt comfortable enough to make eye contact.

"Dyson exaggerates."

"He said you stopped an army."

"I am Valkyrie; it's kind of my thing." Tamsin shrugged. Regina slid her hand to Tamsin's hairline and started to heal Tamsin scalp. The sensation was different from her face. The tingling was more intense and focused. Tamsin could barely concentrate on Regina's words.

"It's still impressive. We all waited for you at the Dal and you never came, hero."

"I needed some alone time." Tamsin whispered and leaned back closing her eyes getting lost in the feeling of Regina's hand on her head.

"Next time will you please call?"

"Yes," the word was out before Tamsin could stop it. Usually she wouldn't give in so easy with anyone. But with Regina so close, and her mere touch causing Tamsin to melt. There was no way she could refuse the brunette.

"Good take off your shirt." Tamsin's eyes shot open, a look of confusion and worry on her face.

"You have been holding your side all night dear, let me make it better." Regina started to pull on the hem of Tamsin shirt. "I have to touch your skin to heal your wounds."

"Is there anyone who can tell you no." Regina stopped and got very quiet, a look of regret flashed over her face. Tamsin mentally kicked her self and automatically reached for Regina's hand. Regina gave a halfhearted smile and reached for Tamsin shit again. Guilt out weighted pride and Tamsin let the brunette undress her.

"Let's get you healed ok," the words came out in a soft whisper. Both of Regina's hands lit up with the purple light as nimble fingers lightly grazed Tamsin's bruised skin. Regina touched Tamsin just below her breast. Tamsin had never felt anything as thrilling in her whole life. The blonde's whole body felt like it was on fire. Her breathing became irregular. She could only focus on the chocolate eyes that were locked on to hers. Tamsin became light headed and her vision blurred, but she could not look away. She felt like she was going to explode from the feeling of Regina's healing hands and as quickly as it started it ended and Regina pulled away. Tamsin missed the other woman's touch the second it stopped.

"Feel better?"

"Much," Tamsin slurred the words and fell back her body suddenly feeling like jelly. "Does it always feel like that?" Regina stood up, and put Tamsin feet up on the couch and covered her with a blanket.

"Depends on how you feel about the person. Magic is a lot like sex, it is always better with someone you care about." Regina whispered into her ear when she thought Tamsin had fallen asleep and kissed the top of the blonde's forehead.

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Tamsin woke up feeling amazing. All the pain she was in the night before had disappeared thanks to Regina's touch. And Regina had kissed her. Even if the brunette hadn't healed her, that would have been enough for Tamsin to wake up with a smile plastered on her face.

Kenzi was in the Kitchen making coffee and smiling. "I didn't hear any yelling, how did you defuse her?"

"What," Tamsin looked at the tiny brunette like she lost her mind.

"Regina," Kenzi whispered, "She was pissed. She stayed up most of the night waiting for you to get home. She called Dyson 10 times to go and find you. He told her you would turn up by morning. He said you needed to work something out. I have never seen her like that. She really cares about you. I thought when you got home she would flip on you for sure, but I didn't hear anything." Tamsin didn't say anything just reached for a cup and drank her coffee with a smile.

Regina walked out of Tamsin's bedroom dressed in a pantsuit. Tamsin's smile grew wider when Kenzi yelled something about Regina losing their bet.

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Tamsin arrived at the station; she could not contain her happiness. Maybe, just maybe she had a chance with her dream girl. Regina's words played repeatedly in her head on her drive to work. Regina cared about her enough to make her whole body… Do whatever it did last night tingle, burn, melt and almost she was so close to…

"Have you seen this woman?" A boy shoved a pitcher into the blonde's face.

"What?" Tamsin asked, her head still lost in a Regina induced fog.

"Have you seen her?" Tamsin took a step back. A boy about 13 with sandy brown hair and dark hazel eye stood in front of her flashing a picture of Regina. Tamsin froze for a second trying to remember if this was the child from the photo album she had found in her car. The same kid Regina thought was dead.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Henry Mills and I am looking for my mother." Tamsin shook her head back she could not believe Regina had left her son. It seemed so unlike her. Granted Tamsin had kept her distance but a woman who risks her own life to save a stranger would not just up and abandon her son would she.