Trigger Warning: Attempted suicide.

Prompt: Regina contemplates/attempts suicide.

Regina had planned this. Since Henry had went with Emma because Regina had lied that she would be busy, but no, she wasn't busy. She was tired of it all. Tired of Henry not thinking of her as a mother, tired of having to hide her feelings for the blonde because they were one-sided, and tired of plain out everything everybody put her through.

Regina held the cold metal of the pistol in her hand feeling the weight of it against her temple and pressed against her lips. She thought of Henry's angry face and words that instantly shifted into his beautiful birth mother's face as she yelled at Regina for being a heartless monster (Emma had apologized after that but Regina couldn't let the weight of that go.) She thought of her former stepdaughter Snow's disappointed facial expression, as those emerald eyes that were an exact copy of the woman she loved, were also filled with disappointment. Regina let the depression fill her aching heart and soul- she would be free of this after she pulled the trigger- but her phone was ringing, but she was too lost in her sorrow to notice the shrill ring breaking through the suffocating silence. She took a deep breath, tears streaming down her face as she remembered all those horrible memories that were in the depths of her mind.

She shut her chocolate eyes, thinking everyone would be happy once she was gone. They would get their happy endings. She failed to hear the frantic voicemails of her lovely Emma Swan she loved so dearly, but would fail to know the blonde loved her too.

Regina pressed the cold, thankful head of the firearm into her mouth, ready to pull the trigger but then her door was forcefully slammed open and that beautiful face swam into her view. She smiled, thinking she had pulled the trigger to her freedom and as Emma ran to her and threw the gun out of her hand Regina cupped her face "I get to see your face one last time. I love you, Emma Swan." The brunette confessed, pressing a kiss to Emma's forehead, and the Sheriff shook her head at the Mayor "Your not dead, Regina." The blonde's voice cracked, tears streaming done her cheeks unbidden.

Regina's eyes widened as she heard those words laced with truth, and she felt horrified that she had spoken the confession that plagued her heart. She looked into watery, stormy emerald eyes into a face that reassured her that she wasn't alone in loving the other "I love you too, Regina." The Savior cried and pressed her lips against the broken former queen's.

The kiss slammed sense into the brunette's mind like a thousand pound weight, and she kissed back with everything she felt. After they pulled back she took a deep breath of life and Emma pressed kisses against her as if she might disappear, then Regina crushed her lips against the blonde's once again. This was her Heaven.

"Your my Heaven, Emma." The former queen spoke with renewed life and confidence to the Savior. Her Savior.