I'm trying to pick this back up. Im just wondering if y'all still want to read it. :)

Regina was sleeping upstairs, in her cloud of a bed, when she heard a noise at her window. She opened one groggy eye and peeked over at the lounge chair. Snow or Emma had been posted there since they helped her shower and get into bed. It was empty. She listened and heard hushed and not so hushed voices downstairs. Then there was that tapping again.

Regina groaned as she hoisted her sore body out of the bed mindful of her healing wound. She quietly walked over to the window and opened it. The sight she was met with was a very humorous one indeed.

"Jefferson" she whispered with a big smile watching his struggling feet try and keep grip on the tree limb.

"what exactly do you think you are doing? " her voice got serious when she realized Emma would not like this one bit.

"Move" was all he could get out as he lunged from the tree toward the window. But he missed. Regina quickly caught him with her magic and pulled him into the window. He landed quite gracefully barely making a sound. He smiled at her, but it quickly disappeared when he saw the pained and pale face of the Queen.

The overexertion caused her eyes to roll back as she fell to the ground. Jefferson moved just in time to catch the girl. He picked her up and carried her back to the bed. She came to after only a minute and looked around confused.

"Did I faint?" she asked in a strained whisper.

"I tend to have that effect on women" he smiled.

"No women I know" she rolled her eyes and sat up a bit as he helped her prop up on some pillows.

"What are you doing here? Why were you in my tree?"

"I wanted to see you. Then I noticed your houseguest and given who they are, I was worried."

"I'm fine." Regina waved off his concern.

Jefferson walked over and picked up Regina's blood-stained dress.

"That's nothing"

"He had you out by the town line, didn't he?"

The girl said nothing. She didn't want to think about what happened.

"He's trying to leave town, isn't he?"

Regina was struck with a memory. It was an old memory.

"Jefferson. Can I ask you something about magic?"

"sure"

"When a person is… sharing their magic, could there be a physcological connection made as well?"

"I think there's a definite possibility that could happen." He nodded.

"And maybe their memories?" she added staring off into the darkness of her room.

'I suppose so. Yes."

He watched as her wheels turned but then tears started to well up in her eyes.

"But I'm no expert, your majesty." He said quickly as Regina put her face into her hands and started sobbing.

"Shhh, Regina. What's wrong?"

She tried to quiet herself, but the tears spilled down her face and she gasped for breath. Before they could react, Emma walked in and instantly drew her gun toward Jefferson.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Regina let out a loud sob and covered her face again.

"Regina…" Emma was cut off by David and Mary Margaret barging in behind her.

"Regina what happened?" Snow asked trying to make her way to the distraught girl.

"Get away from her!" David shouted at a confused Jefferson.

Regina let out another loud sob. She couldn't deal with this right now. A cloud of purple smoke took her and Jefferson away from the scene.

"Where did they go?" David asked

Emma kicked Regina's bed and frustration.

"She looks so upset." Snow looked around the bedroom for any kind of clue as to where they could've gone, or what could have happened.

"I'm going to throw Jefferson in jail" Emma hissed "trespassing, breaking and entering, assault".

"you don't know that he hurt her" David pointed out.

Emma put away her gun and ran her fingers through her hair nervously. "I've never seen Regina cry like that."

"I have." Snow said quietly, almost to herself. "Just once."

"When?" David curiously walked closer.

Snow looked up at him and over to Emma who had stopped her pacing to look at her mother as well.

"She was as old as she is now, maybe a year younger." Snow sighed and sat down on the bed not facing either of the others. "She had carried her baby almost to term and she went into labor. I was worried, and I know she was too, she had been cramping really bad days before."

"Wait you mean Regina was pregnant?" Emma sat on the bed next to Snow trying to process the news. "Who was the father?"

"My father, The King, of course" Snow said almost offended. "But the baby died. I went in after everyone had left and Regina cried. It broke my heart to see. She seemed so indifferent during her whole pregnancy, but she cried like she did tonight." Snow sighed again at the memory wiping a stray tear from her cheek.

"So, what could Jefferson have done to cause this?" David asked.

Emma's mind was swimming. "I don't know, but I'm going to find out."

Jefferson looked around when his feet managed to hit solid land. They seemed to be in a stone chamber.

"Where are we?" He asked Regina.

She had calmed down a bit, but she still had tears rolling down her cheeks. She walked over to a box full of potions rummaging through it until she found what she was looking for.

"What's that?"

"Just something to help my nerves." The girl whimpered as she uncorked the bottle and drank a big gulp. "We're in my vault. No one knows about this place and only I can enter. Blood magic."

"And I could enter because you let me?"

She nodded. Her eyes were looking heavy as she swayed on her feet.

"Mind if I?" Jefferson asked.

Regina handed him the bottle but pulled back just as he was about to take it from her." Not too much." She slurred.

He nodded and took a sip. They both sat back on her lounge chair and let the potion sooth them into peaceful day dreams. "When you feel better, will you tell me why you're so upset?" The hatter asked.

"maybe" She hummed. He excepted this and they both sat in comfortable silence.

On the other side of town.

Rumple shoved a man over the town line. The man turned and pleaded. "Please! Rumpelstiltskin, I'll do anything you want."

"You already have."

The man crossed back into town and tried to run but with a swish of Rumple's hand he was turned into a rat. The rat confused crossed the town line again and was transformed back into the man he once was.

Rumple frowned. So, the memory was saved, but not the magic. It would do. The man quickly ran into the woods.

Rumple only smiled and walked back toward town.