Dark side 4

It took hours for Regina to finally fall asleep. She just couldn't get Emma off her mind, trying desperately to force her body to stop tingling. After her encounter in person with the dark one, she wasn't sure she was prepared for what her dreams held for her.

***Regina's dream***

She felt the softness of a feather comforter underneath her. She ran her hands against it to feel it's smoothness. She was laying down. The mist swirled around her, offering the familiar sexual intensity. She could feel what she now knew was Dark Emma just beyond her sight.

She wanted to deny her feelings. She wanted to get up and out of the compromising situation but was unable to. It wasn't like she was laying there against her will, it wasn't like that. Truth was she knew she SHOULD remove herself but didn't WANT to. Dark Emma was probably toying with her. Emma the Savior probably didn't have any of these feelings for Regina. But there was a part of Regina that didn't care. This may be her only chance to realize this desire for the blonde. Regina knew it was wrong. She knew she shouldn't take advantage of the Savior this way. But she couldn't help herself. Her desire to be touched and wanted by the Savior overpowered her sense of reasoning and allowed her to be seduced by the dark one.

Regina closed her eyes. That made it easier to ignore how wrong giving in it was. But...it was only a dream, right? Regina gasped as she felt breath on her neck. Her hands were taken in a soft clasp and pinned above her head. She licked her lips subconsciously and rubbed her ankles together. She felt a weight come down on top of her and rest between her legs. She moaned appreciatively as hands travelled down her arms. Her core throbbed as she felt a knee put pressure on her aching center. She felt a tongue lick up her neck, ending with a soft kiss below her ear.

Regina writhed under the body above her, and she breathed in the familiar scent of Emma's coconut shampoo. How was it that she knew that? She didn't remember ever consciously being aware of Emma's scent.

Regina felt her hips list upward as a hand gently traced her outline and landed on her side. She felt teeth on her earlobe and allowed her hand to reach up and grip into long curly locks above her. Regina sighed out as she moved her hands to the hips above her and pulled them into her. The heavy leather of the dark one spilled around Regina's body as the silk of her nightgown allowed the blonde's body to slide against Regina's own. Regina felt Emma's nose graze against her own and bit down on her bottom lip as she felt hot breath on her face.

Regina let out a slight moan between her teeth as she lifted a leg and bent it to put the weight on her foot. This action allowed more delicious pressure on her center that she could feel dripping with her own need. She felt her breath hitch as a hand came down to softly caress her face.

"Regina," Emma whispered into Regina's face who's eyes were still clamped shut. "Regina, look at me."

Regina shook her head as her body flamed. She didn't want to look. She didn't want to remember that this wasn't her Emma she was feeling above her. Another plea convinced Regina to face the truth and she slowly opened her eyes and met the green orbs above her. Regina gasped as their bodies danced against each other. She gazed up into the face of Emma Swan. Her Emma. It wasn't Dark Emma above her but Emma the Savior. Emma was smiling down at her, look of desire and adoration on her face. Without thinking, Regina's hand went up to cup either side of Emma's face, surprise and wonder on her face.

Regina's heart swelled with hope. Could it be? She felt their bodies still as the charge in the air reached an impossible peak.

Emma stroked Regina's face as she bore holes into Regina's retinas. "Regina, I need you," she whispered firmly. Regina furrowed her eyebrows when she saw the intensity on Emma's face. Emma tightened her jaw. "You're the only one who can save me." Regina barely had time to respond when Emma looked down at Regina's lips and swallowed. She slowly descended toward Regina, licking her lips and closing her eyes. Regina arched up to capture Emma's lips in her own, feeling herself being torn from the dream just before tasting the sweetness of the Savior.

Regina shot up from the bed, this time with a different thought in her head. It wasn't Dark Emma seducing her in her dreams. It was her Emma. The Savior. A hand went up to her forehead, trying to run the confusion from her mind. Or was it? Maybe this was still the dark one screwing with her. Dark Emma knew it wasn't her that Regina wanted, it was the Savior. Perhaps it wasn't the real Emma after all. But her words; 'only you can save me'. It sure seemed like Emma. That Emma was trying to tell her something. She needed Regina to help save her.

Regina stood up and paced the bedroom. But how? What was Emma trying to tell her? Regina sighed and got back into bed. Tomorrow she would go back and talk to Gold. She needed to truly understand the power of the dagger in order to be of any help to Emma.

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Regina stopped at Granny's to find that Dark Emma hadn't given up on her pranks. She walked up to see that Charming's truck was sitting on it's roof. The dwarves were frantically trying to get Doc down from the flag pole who was currently hanging by the waist of his underwear. Regina rolled her eyes and went inside for her coffee.

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Regina walked into Gold's shop to find Belle on her hands and knees, scrubbing what looked like silly putty off the floor. "What happened here?"

Belle sat up and huffed, strands of hair blowing out of her face. "SOMEONE thought it would be funny to mix some of Rumple's potions together, having no idea what would happen once they did. She's lucky she didn't blow up the whole town."

Regina chuckled and shook her head. "Allow me." She helped Belle to her feet before waving the mess away with her magic.

Belle sighed and dropped her hands to her sides. "Thank you. I wish you had showed up an hour ago, it would have saved me some scrubbing."

Regina half smiled before looking around the shop. "Where's Gold? I need to talk to him."

Belle motioned to the tear of the shop. "He's out back. He...hasn't quite been himself since...you know."

Regina quirked an eyebrow. "I'm afraid that's exactly what he is now. Himself." Regina put a hand on Belle's shoulder before pushing the beads aside and stepping into the back room.

Gold jumped when he saw Regina enter the room, plastering himself against the wall defensively. Regina rolled her eyes at the ridiculousness but couldn't help but smile. The fact that her former nemesis had been reduced to a sniveling pile of dung was quite satisfying.

"Relax," she said as she sat down. "I'm not here to hurt you. I need you to tell me everything about the dagger and it's power. "

Rumple slinked down off the wall and sat tentatively in his chair. "I've already told you everything I know. I don't know how to help Miss Swan."

Regina glared at him. "There has to be something. You were at the mercy of the dagger, yet you also held a will of your own. A mighty, nasty will if I do say so. How much of that will was from the darkness, and how much of that was from your own twisted mind?"

Rumple looked at Regina defensively and snivelled. "Me? You think the things I've done was because of what's inside me? Not because of the darkness?"

Regina raise an eyebrow and leaned forward. "I see what kind of man you were before the dagger. A sniveling coward who didn't have enough backbone to protect himself or his family. A man who, given several chances, chose power over every happy ending he was ever offered. I see a man who knows nothing of heroism, nothing of faith, love and sacrifice. A man who wouldn't know chivalry if it hit him in the face."

Gold looked at Regina in shame, shaking his head as his eyes darted around the room. He looked up at Regina and tilted his head. "I see. All the attributes that our dear Savior DOES possess." Regina didn't answer, simply raised her chin. Rumple stood up and slinked around the room in thought. "Because of who I was, you think the darkness simply amplified the evil inside me. You think that because I was already a...villain...that the power of the dagger simply pushed me over the edge into darkness?" Rumple was piecing together Regina's theory. "So you think...that because the Savior is a hero...that the darkness...what?"

Regina intertwined her fingers on her lap. She licked her lips and glanced down. "I'm wondering...if the power of the dagger is affecting her differently somehow. That because she is a hero, the product of true love, that there is a way of freeing her from the darkness. That with no one using the dagger to control her, she can destroy the darkness from within."

Rumple half smiled. "It's possible. You think she's that strong?"

Regina tightened her jaw. "I do." Rumple just looked at her, awed by how the queen and the Savior's relationship had changed so much since they first met. Regina continued. "But I don't think she can do it alone. I just don't know how I can help her."

Rumple smiled. "It's simple, really." Regina cocked her head in question. Rumple grinned. "She's the product of true love. Wielder of white magic. If you really think she's strong enough to defeat the darkness," he nodded. "Then give her a reason to fight." Regina waited in anticipation. Rumple smiled. "True Love."