Updating early :) I go back to work tomorrow so I wanted to put this up. It really makes me happy to get feed back while I'm at work. Keeps me going y' know? thank you for all the support. I do no own anything OUAT, but a girl can dream.
Regina's POV
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I watched Emma Disappear around the corner with Henry, and immediately pulled out my cell phone.
"Hello? Tink?" I said when the line picked up.
"Regina? You okay?" Tink said. She sounded a little frantic.
"No, yeah! I'm okay. You mind coming over for a little while?" I tried not to sound too anxious.
There was a pause on the other end, and I thought she might have hung up. "Tink?"
"Sorry, Sorry! I was looking for my shoes. I'll be over in a few minutes!" Tink hung up the phone, and must have ran, because we reached my house at the same time.
"Hi!"
I couldn't help my smile.
We entered my house, and I turned on a few lights. "You want something to drink?" Tink flopped down on my couch, and smelt one of my pillows. "Yes, please. Do you have anything carbonated?"
I raised my eye brow. "You mean like a soda?" I asked. She nodded with a smile.
I brought her in one of Henry's cans of soda that I let him have every so often, and a glass of wine for myself. Tink fixed herself up on my couch, and sat crossed legged. I sat beside her, and she turned to face me.
"So?" She said.
"So?" I replied. Taking a sip of my drink.
"I feel like something's bothering you 'Gina." Tink reached out and took my hand. "Talk."
I sat my glass down, and took a deep breath.
"I saw it. I met him." I tried to keep my composure. Tink however seemed thrown. "Wait, you saw what? Who?"
"The lion Tattoo. Tinkerbelle, It's Robin Hood." She met my eyes, and squeezed my hand gently.
Tinkerbelle sat for a while in silence in thought. Which was killing me, but I remained as I was. My hand in hers, and feeling comforted in her presence. It had been such a long time since I had anyone to sit and vent to. We used to sit in my bed, and talk up so much nonsense, that I felt like a little girl again. Having someone there for me that didn't want anything in return except for my happiness.
"Regina, are you sure?"
"Am I sure? Was I supposed to be sure?" I said slightly dumbfounded.
Tink smiled at me, and rubbed the back of my hand with her thumb. "Regina, magic isn't always cut, and dry. Sometimes it has loop holes, and sometimes it's not what you expect."
"So he might not be my true love?" I sounded small, and fragile. It was silly of me, but I was actually relieved that it wasn't Robin.
"Precisely, but while magic is unable to choose someone specifically, it does not lie. It showed you a man with a lion tattoo. Could be that is your key to finding your one, and only." The Fairy chugged the last of her soda.
"Yes, and as Emma showed me, lion tattoos may not be as rare here as they are in the Fairy Tale Land. Could it be possible that… that the person I'm looking for could not have been in that realm when we sent the Pixie Dust after my happy ending?"
A large grin graced Tink's face. "Does Emma have a lion tattoo?"
I sighed deeply. No need to hide it. "In some way yes. It's a tattoo of a Dandelion. A flower only found in this world. It's on her wrist."
The blonde fairy laughed. Causing me to jump. "What is so funny!?"
"If it's Emma, then magic is an asshole. It means fate has sent you on this grand journey.." Tink used her arms to signify that 'all of this' meant the curse. "..to put you, and Miss Swan together."
My life does seem to turn out like this a lot doesn't it? Never easy, and always full of daunting tasks that might, or might not lead to my happiness.
"I think I will just leave this knowledge between us for now alright?" I looked at her pleading with my eyes. "We already have too much to worry about now, and the last thing anyone needs to be bothered with is me being loved."
Tink leaned forward put her arms around me in a hug. "You are loved, and it's no bother. You're a very good friend when you let yourself be." I reciprocated, and let out a heavy sigh. She patted my back, and pulled away to look me in the eyes. "…and about all this. Don't worry I won't tell a soul."
We sat a little while longer. I brought out a few more sodas, and flipped on the T.V. For quite some time now I've been a little obsessed with the Travel Channel. I loved seeing the beautiful places this world has to offer.
"So, what are you going to do about Emma?"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, there is a distinct possibility this whole Dandelion thing could be legit. How do you feel about that? ...about her?" Tink relaxed, and tossed her legs over mine. I laid my head back in thought.
"I don't know. To both." Which wasn't a lie. I really didn't know how I felt about all this, about Emma. I know I had grown to enjoy her company, and I did thank the Gods everyday she put Henry in my life, but was I anywhere ready to say Sure! Come be my True Love. No.
"Even if I was positive about Emma, or anyone else for that matter, how do I know if they even want that sort of thing with me? How will I know if she loves me?" I was really starting to bring myself down.
Tink yawned. "You're a strong independent woman, and you don't need anyone to complete you."
I laughed. "Is that from a movie?"
"Yep, but I'm not telling which one. It's true though. You're a pretty special lady. Just assert yourself." She was fading fast, and I assumed she would sleep on the couch. Fine by me. I missed having other life in this big house.
In bed that night I didn't sleep. I lay thinking of Robin Hood. I thought of how he shot an arrow at me without even looking at me. Why would he even aim an arrow at anyone if he didn't know for sure? I thought he was a flying primate, but did not have my hand loaded with fire ball. It didn't make sense. Nothing made sense.
Hope it was up to par for you guys :) I liked writing this chapter because I really believe they need to give Regina someone to talk to in the show. She's always shown helping the Charmings, and I think its unfair that she's trying, but they don't see the need to ask if she's okay? When they all woke up back in Storybrooke did anyone go to see if she was okay? NO.. or at least they didn't say. I feel like Regina is neglected. okay rant over sorry.
