AU, Swan Queen, based on Tonight You're Mine (which was originally called You Instead) I own nothing all rights to the movie and show go to their creators, all credits for songs used are at the bottom of the chapter. Enjoy!

Second chapter...finally...yay!

"I'm really sorry." Emma muttered for what had to be the millionth time. She and Regina had been wandering around trying to find some way to either unlock or break the cuffs but nothing seemed to be working.

"Stop it. I accepted the apology already, there's nothing we can do now but either find a way to break them or wait for that neurotic man to give us the key." Regina mumbled as she tried and failed to pick the lock again before tossing her bobby pin to the muddy ground in frustration.

They spent about an hour searching and came up dry.

"I need to find Graham and Jefferson, maybe they can do something." Regina huffed, blowing strands of hair from her face, lowering her sunglasses back to the bridge of her nose.

They headed to one of the band-only reserved tents, flashing their passes at the guards; Emma grinned as she saw her girls sitting chatting to Regina's boys. Jefferson sipped on a glass of amber liquid – teeth gleaming as he smirked at them – nudges Graham and nodded towards them.

"Funniest thing I've seen in days." He chuckled. Graham shook his head and asked if Regina got anywhere on her search. She glared at him for a moment before holding up their shackled wrists.

"Does it look like we did?"

They slid onto a loveseat. "Since we're gonna be stuck together for a while why don't we get some introductions?" Emma glanced between the two men curiously.

"Regina," Jefferson pointed to her, "Lead singer and leader of our rebellious trio," he nodded to Graham who gave a half wave, "Graham, our lead guitar who drabbles in drums." He then pointed to himself. "Jefferson, drummer and second vocalist, Graham can't sing but he plays a mean rift."

"Emma, lead singer and guitar," the blonde pointed to herself before looking to Mary Margret. "Mary Margret, vocalist and piano." She turned to Ruby and Belle. "These two are Ruby and Belle, Ruby plays drums and Belle plays bass guitar and violin."

Regina raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "That's a lot of range."

"We can do a lot of things so why not use them to create something awesome."

The other woman hummed before looking to her band mates. "Where's my mother?"

"She's sorting it out, calm down." Graham answered, tossing her an apple.

Emma stood, causing Regina to hiss in pain when her wrist started to twist painfully. "The hell are you doing, you are attached to me, and can you be nice." She felt Emma curl her fingers around her own – a small tingle shimmied down her arm as she stood and let Emma lead.

"Where are you going?" Belle hollered after them.

"Sorting it out!" Emma called back.

Music echoed and fans shouted and cheered. The feeling was amazing as Emma took a deep breath as they tried and failed yet again to get the cuffs off, it helped somber her mood.

"What are these things made of?" Regina cried in annoyance as they walked away from who they had thought was a blacksmith. She wanted to just enjoy the festival but it was hard when she was stuck to a stranger who had a stubborn streak as deep as the Grand Canyon, not that she could talk.

All their leads got them nowhere.

"Look we're book to go on in an hour, we're just gonna have to go on and deal with this." Emma finally gave up trying to find a reliable source for getting these oddly strong cuffs off. "Let's meet back up with the others, take a break, then try and find that guy."

Regina sighed before shrugging her consent. There was nothing else they could do. She zipped up the leather jacket and fell into step beside the blonde.

They listened to the crowed chant to the beat with the singer on a stage nearby.

"We are sixty feet from shore, now on the shore are our arch-nemesis the barbarian whores.
 We are now fifty feet away, fifty feet from battle and almost certain death!"

They both smiled as they listened to the crowd go crazy. They passed a few guys in colored morph suits and waved.

"We are now forty feet, forty feet from battle and almost certain death."

They nodded to a group of people with crazy eye-contacts, pastel colored hair, and parachute pants. The crowd continued to chant as they walked through the mud, a soft drizzle starting up.

"Nine feet…eight feet…six feet…five freakin feet so let's dance some more! Four, three! Before they're: …"

The crowed kicked up so high they couldn't even hear the man anymore.

"Gone in the morning, I wanna know why they're gone in the morning. I wanna know why they're gone in the morning."

It was deafening…it was amazing; it was everything Emma knew she'd ever dreamed of. Regina actually laughed as she caught sight of the stage before they passed by. She too had wanted a life just like this one, albeit with someone but…for now this would have to do.

Regina stood beside Emma on stage as the blonde strummed her guitar a few times, testing it's sound, she glanced up at the blonde's face – all smiles and giggles (not paying Regina any mind for once) the back light making her hair look strawberry blonde – this was why she'd gotten into music. Feelings like this.

Crazy little misadventures – this was the craziest yet – but she found herself liking Emma the more time she spent with her. Maybe the cuffing wasn't so bad. She looked about the stage at the other members of the band; Belle was setting up a microphone for herself between Emma and MM.

The crowd cheered, waiting for them to start, beaming up at the women. They considered getting to see one of their favorite groups plus the famous lead singer for the Evil Regals (way before they were ever set to appear) an amazing bonus for the trip.

The beat kicked up. Emma stepped to her microphone.

"Eighteen…crazy…pulled up in your daddy's car. You wanna move in with me, guess we're off to
a heavy start."

Ruby joined her as she took up an easy beat.

"Should have seen this coming…from a mile away. Eighteen…crazy…I know what you want from me. I know what you want from me."

MM and Belle joined as backup vocals as Emma dropped into the chorus.

"So if you wanna piss off your parents, date me to scare them, show them you're all grown up.
If long hair and tattoos are what attract you, baby then you're in luck."

Regina watched with a small smile as the crowed ate it up, holding up glow sticks and jumping to the beat. She didn't give the name Fairy Tale enough credit.

"And I know it's just a phase, you're not in love with me. You wanna piss off your parents' baby; piss off your parents, that's alright with me."

"You know I'm bold so you pulled out your daddy's car. I drink…I smoke…you ate it up from the very start. Should have seen this coming…from a mile away. I'll play…your game. I know what you want from me."

Jefferson had been right, they were more than decent. The dark woman found herself bobbin her head to the music as she watched the blonde sing. She felt it again, that connection that she'd joined the music industry to find.

"So if you wanna piss off your parents, date me to scare them, show them you're all grown up. If long hair and tattoos are what attract you, baby then you're in luck."

"And I know it's just a phase, you're not in love with me. You wanna piss off your parents baby, piss off your parents. That's alright with me."

"I know what you want from me. So if you wanna piss off your parents, date me to scare them, show them you're all grown up. If long hair and tattoos are what attract you, baby then you're in luck."

"And I know it's just a phase, you're not in love with me. And I know it's just a phase…you're not in love with me, You wanna piss off your parents baby…piss off your parents, that's alright. Piss off your parents."

"That's alright with me."

The crowd went wild again as the song ended. Emma huffed, grinning, turned to look at Regina who nodded at her with a smile. "It was good." The brunette leaned in to speak into her ear.

"Yeah?" Emma smirked. She could get used to hearing Regina say that in a far more comfortable setting. She chuckled when the brunette nodded again. "We're gonna make it Miss Evil Regal. Believe that when I say it."

Regina looked into the green eyes for a long moment. Suddenly it was strangely quiet, the crowd still cheered for another song but she paid them no mind. It was just her and Emma on this small center of stage. With the guitar, her jacket, and those fancy silver bracelets locking them together…that was all she needed. This connection that they seemed to have, it was just like music.

"I believe you Emma."

AN: First song was part of the movie itself and I just fucking love it so I thought I'd add it.

Second song by: Anarbor - 18