Regina POV

I woke up in a dark room, I could feel my arm were chained up. I could move a little, tho.

My eyes slowly started to get used to the dark and I saw a shadowy figure. It was a small boy. He was too thin to be Henry, so I toughed.

"Mom?" the boy said.

The voice was too familiar, it was the voice I've been listening to for 10 years. Henry.

I listened to Henry's story as he told me what happened to him. He had been taken here by Tamara and Greg, then thrown into this prison cell and been left alone. He only got food and drinks once a day and it was barely enough.

Later that day I noticed a small pool of water in the cell. I slowly moved myself closer to it. I could reach it but, the chains were pulling against my wrist.

I glanced at Henry and saw he was asleep, his skinniness scared me.

I moved my hands over the water and whispered a spell.

The water ruffled and a figure started to appear. The figure slowly got sharper and I regonized Emma. "Emma!" I said on a louder tone.

Emma looked around, a bit confused.

I rolled my eyes. "Try the reflection"

Emma looked down and frowned a bit. "Regina?" she asked. "Where are you? Is Henry with you? Are you safe?"

"I don't know, yes and for now. But listen, I know how to get Henry out of here. But I won't survive it."

Emma's eyes widened, first of surprise then of disapproval.

"No" Emma said. "We will find another way, you are not dying". She spoke firmly, it made her look like a warrior princess. She looked at me, with her beautiful blond hair falling in front of her face.

"Emma…" I said. "it is the only way."

"Henry is not losing you, I am not losing you… I love you"

The words just hang in the space between us. I moved my hand closer to the water. As my head toughed it, Emma disappeared.

It was silent in the cell.

"I don't think I was supposed to hear that" Henry said, breaking the silence.

"So you and Emma love each other? Like true love, love?" Henry asked.

"Y… Yes" I stumbled, still surprised by what Emma said.

I love you, they were just three little words. Barely ever spoken to me. But now they were, by Emma.

Emma Swan, the savoir, actually loved me. Just thinking that made me smile.

I looked at Henry, if he didn't approve, Emma and I would never happen. Henry looked surprised and his brown eyes widened a bit. A huge smile slowly started to appear on his face.

"Awesome" he said.