A/N - Wow! I am truly touched by all your wonderful reviews and of course the alerts 3 I never expected so many people to read this fic, let alone enjoy it so much! I am really grateful for the feedback though.

I do hope that this chapter isn't a let down. And maybe the ending will be a surprise... Let me know if it is :) I thought of it during Maths class today (instead of doing angles because they are boring :P)

Much love, Rachel xxx

Emma slammed on the brakes, her head almost smashing through the windscreen at the sheer force of it. She flew from the car and into the hospital; down the stairs, down and down, until the basement, as were Henry's instructions. A myriad of emotions hit her; anger, panic, fear, regret. God, how low was this secret room. Regina was her sworn enemy but when her son had come running in, crying that they were going to kill her, she'd felt only rage for the bastards responsible. Hang in there, Regina, please. Her life had come to revolve around three things; Henry, her newfound discovery of her past life and Regina Mills. She couldn't die.

"Miss Swan?" Tamara appeared from a door, hiding her confusion at the intruder.

"Where is she?" roared Emma.

"Miss Swan… Please calm down. Where is who?"

"Regina."

The blonde was on her in a second, punching her square in the jaw and then slamming her to the ground with as much force as she could muster (which was a lot considering her anger levels), leaving her startled and half-conscious. Emma left her and entered the room she'd come out of, apprehensive as to what she might find within.

Emma gasped in horror when she saw her, stumbling backwards and having to support herself with the door. The brunette was lying on a metal bed, an array of wires connecting her to a menacing machine, two probes attached to her head. She was as still as a statue, no sign of life. A startling stream of blood trickled from her nose, her skin otherwise as white as chalk.

"Oh god," said Emma.

Was she dead? No, no, she couldn't be. Regina could not be dead.

Terrified, the woman advanced towards the deathly still queen, waiting with baited breath as she pressed two fingers against her cold skin and prayed for a response. She let out a relieved breath when she felt a faint pulse.

Muttered curses came from the hallway. There wasn't much time.

"I'm sorry, Regina," Emma said, quietly.

Regretfully, she brought her hand hard against the brunette's cheek, the contact creating a sharp crack in the silence. Even near death, Regina's reflexes had never failed her and her eyes snapped open, the last remains of a fire in them. It softened as she saw Emma, although there was nothing but contempt between them. She whimpered once and then clenched her teeth, exhausted and still terrified.

"It's ok, Regina. It's going to be ok."

"Miss Swan…?"

"How do you feel?" Emma asked the question but feared the answer. She knew what had happened, she wasn't an idiot. But she didn't know how a magical being would handle electrocution.

"Like… death…" Regina responded, voice weak and hoarse.

There was nothing she could say to that. Not that she would have been able to. It seemed that Tamara had regained her composure and had now reappeared with reinforcements – Owen.

Stealing a quick glance to the woman still strapped down, Emma was happily surprised that she did not flinch under his murderous gaze, even after all they did to her. If she'd survived this far, she was not going to die.

Regina lay on her back, staring up at the blonde curls of her unlikely saviour. Given her current situation, she didn't have much choice in the matter of who came to her rescue. But from all the people in Storybrooke, Emma would have been her first selection.

"Emma Swan, this business does not concern you," said Tamara.

"Like hell it does!" retorted Emma "I'm the Sheriff of this town and I'm not going to let you torture her anymore!"

"She's the one who tortures people! She murdered my father!" growled Owen.

"You're not touching her!" continued Emma.

The queen felt a smile twitching the corners of her lips. She had never been so glad to see Emma's stubbornness. She couldn't survive any more. Her body gave an involuntary shiver at the not so distant memory, the pain lingering like a shadow.

She felt herself slipping away again, too weak to keep her eyelids open. There was no need for her to see what was happening, not so much that she had to force herself to stay awake. Emma was here now. Slowly, she drifted off…

With a scream, she jerked awake, an electrical current travelling through her body once again. It lasted only a second though and she drew in lungfuls of air. She had been terrified. Her, the Evil Queen, terrified.

"Jesus fucking Christ," cursed Emma.

Regina cast her gaze to the other woman. It quickly became sympathetic as she saw her cradling her hand, clearly having received a high voltage shock similar to her own. Due to trying to undo the straps, she saw.

"Is that what you done to her? ANSWER ME!" screamed the saviour, more angry than Regina had ever seen her.

"You can't release Miss Mills. Every time you try, both of you will be electrocuted. The more times you attempt it, the worse it will be," said Tamara, smugly "I suggest you leave before I hook you up to it in her place."

Regina's heart sunk in her chest. She was going to die after all. She thought she'd already died. To prepare once was one thing, but now that hope had blossomed, she would give anything to live. I love you. For her son.

Something snapped in Emma. She advanced toward the two standing by the door, grabbing Owen by the collar and sending him hurtling into metal racks, with much more force than she'd used on Regina when she'd inadvertently fed their son a poisoned apple. He dropped like a fly and the other woman glowered at her.

The next thing Emma Swan knew was a ferocious stinging as the gun was pressed to her skin. She grunted at the harsh pain as she fell down, landing heavily on her back. It hadn't been full voltage and it gave her time to pull her attacker down with her before the mistake could be remedied. Rolling over, she straddled the other woman's chest, keeping her pinned securely. She plucked the taser from her grasp and tossed it away.

"Let her go!" ordered Emma, a feral snarl on her lips.

"No!" responded Tamara "I'm not finished with her yet!"

"What are you doing to her? TELL ME!" Emma was barely restraining herself to strangling the bitch.

"What's the one thing she has that no-one else has. Apart from one other person…" Tamara said, as if torturing someone was a game.

"You want her magic? Why? WHY!" Her patience was really stretched now.

"I don't expect you to understand, Miss Swan."

"My NAME is Emma!"

Both women looked at the same time to Regina, who was staring at their fight, curiously. Her life and sanity depended on Emma overpowering her, and while it wasn't too hard for the blonde, she was scared that Tamara had more tricks up her sleeve. Like another taser gun.

"And for the record, Mr Gold is not the only other person who has magic in this town," stated Emma, furious "I DO!"

Then Tamara did the most infuriating thing yet. She laughed.

Regina groaned at the pain in her injured arm, unable to hold it in. She was fast losing her grip on consciousness. Emma was all too aware of that fact.

"I'm going to give you one more chance, Tamara! Release her or you will regret it!" she threatened.

"SHE'S MINE!" screamed Tamara, pushing against the weight on her chest.

The saviour rose to her feet, surprising her opponent. In all honesty, she didn't have a clue what she was planning to do to make her get Regina out of here. An instinct suddenly came to her and she was startled by the violence of it.

As the other woman rose to her feet, glaring daggers at her but with a half-victorious smirk on her arrogant face, Emma plunged her hand through her chest and grabbed her heart, pulling it out. The black heart glowed very faintly in her hand, pulsating with occasional puffs of black smoke.

Silence.

A/N - There will be one more chapter after this but I'm not sure when I'll get it up. Hopefully tomorrow night sometime but I'm not sure. I have a lot of homework to catch up on. Ugh :/

P.S - I am also taking any requests for fics you may have. So, yeah, just leave any in a review or in a PM XD