So here's the next chapter :)
In response to a review that was left on the last chapter by a guest, I will be addressing that point about how the fairies can make a potion to restore Regina's memories in an upcoming chapter, just be patient :)
Chapter 3
He sighs leaning on the wall outside of her room, well that was interesting. Thankfully he'd been quick on his feet; he only hoped she wouldn't hate him if she ever got her memories back. He just wanted to abide to her wishes. She'd stepped over the town line to forget him so he would keep it that way even if it was painful. It was strange seeing her this way, so light and full of optimism perhaps this is what she was like as a girl before her heart darkened. But she wasn't his Regina. He loves all of her including her dark side, he loves her witty banter, her stubbornness and he misses the way she used to look at him with her bright smile that was all too rare, he just misses her. At least this Regina wanted to see him again and he has to admit seeing her not wanting to kill him was refreshing. He chuckles; he loves that part of her too.
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He walks back to the waiting area preparing himself for the questions that are sure to follow. At least he stuck to the story they had agreed upon earlier, he kept it vague but told Regina enough to satisfy her curiosity.
"How is she?" Snow asks him anxiously.
"She seems fine. Her memory is just …gone." He replies sadly.
"She doesn't remember anything?" Emma asks, running a hand though her hair.
"Nothing," He replies. "I did tell her she's from New York."
"Good," Snow states, "It's the right thing to do, isn't it?"
"It is or she'll ask too many questions otherwise." David says, comforting his wife.
He and Emma nod, it was the best thing for her right now.
"What am I going to tell Henry?" Emma interjects. He'd forgotten about the lad, "He's going to be devastated,"
"The truth, that's all he ever asks for Emma." Snow says calmly, "Now I say we take this slowly, one day at a time."
"Of course," he agrees. That's all they could do.
"Well I should go find Henry. He needs to know what's going on." Emma says pulling her car keys out of her pocket.
"I'll join you. As much as I trust Killian, I don't at least with Neal." Snow says and Emma rolls her eyes.
"I'll stay here," David says and gives Snow a kiss. "Call me later okay?"
"Of course, and keep an eye on Robin okay?" He hears Snow whisper to David.
David nods and gives her one more kiss before she and Emma leave, leaving him alone with the Prince.
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"So, how are you holding up?" David asks, taking a seat beside him. They'd been there for a few hours now. He just couldn't bring himself to leave.
"Alright I suppose. It's just…" He didn't know how to explain it but luckily he didn't have to.
"I understand completely," David says.
"You do?" Robin could tell by his expression he'd gone through something similar.
"Snow drank a potion once to forget me." He explains, "To break the curse, I kissed her but it didn't work."
"But doesn't truelove's kiss break any curse?" He asks. He had heard that long ago.
"It does, but not if one doesn't remember the other." David explains.
"So how did you get Snow to remember you then?" He asks. The prince's tale intrigues him.
"By reminding her of who she was, the potion had also taken away her love. She wasn't able to remember me because she couldn't remember herself. I took an arrow to show her I'd rather die than see her heart fill with darkness."
"And that worked?" He asks, dumfounded.
"Like a charm," David winked.
He thinks for a moment before asking, "So if I get Regina to fall in love with me again you think my kiss could restore her memories?"
"Yes," He smiles, "as long as you have faith."
David's phone promptly begins to ring and he excuses himself (by the photo I.D he can tell its Snow). So he's left alone in the waiting room and ponders about what David has said. Perhaps not all hope was lost after all.
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He wakes to the smell of pancakes and as he stretches he realizes he's on a couch. What the bloody hell?
"Morning sleep head," He hears Emma say and as his eyes adjust to the light he realizes he's in the Charming's flat.
"I don't remember coming here last night," He remarks, sitting up on the couch.
"I used to magic to bring you over. My parents wouldn't let you stay at the hospital, something about hospital chairs being bad on the back." She says, flipping another pancake.
"Thank you. Have you heard anything about Regina?" He asks, hoping to hear some good news for once.
"Dr. Whale called earlier and says she's doing great, apart from the whole memory thing, and that she'll be released by the end of the day." She says, stealing a bit of batter to eat.
"That's good I suppose," He says, letting out a yawn. "How did Henry take the news?"
"Alright I guess. I let Killian take him out on the water this morning in hopes it will cheer him up. He just seemed sad." She says, adding more batter to the pan. "Pancakes?"
"They smell lovely, thanks" He says filling his plate. "Where are your parents?"
"They went to Granny's to tell everyone about Regina's situation," She explains, eating a piece of bacon.
"I was wondering when we were getting around to that," He says taking the last bite of his pancake, "I'm going to see Regina, I'll call you if there's any updates."
"I'll do the same," She calls out as he puts his coat and boots on.
"Great, thanks again for the pancakes. They were delicious, better than Little John's porridge I must say," He chuckles, going to the door.
"Any time," She laughs as he waves goodbye closing the door behind him.