Once Upon A Time, and its characters are property of Disney/ABC. This is fan fiction for fun only. No monetary gain or copyright infringement intended. I am sorry it is so short...explaination at the end. This is after Regina's visit to her dad. Think of it as an intermediate drabble...
Orientation Part 3
3PM
Storybrooke Hospital/Snack Room
Snow's POV
Walked in to get a cup of coffee from the machine. I always thought there was something wrong with that. Coffee should come from you. Coffee or hot chocolate , if you made it right, was love. This soup that was coming out of the machine was, well, dark mud. Maybe THIS was the torture Regina had in mind when she created Storybrooke.
Speak of the devil.
There she was, sitting alone, sipping on her own cup of the foul brown brew. I went over, kissed her forehead, and sat down.
Regina looked like she had been through a Kitchenaid mixer set of fluffy. She was breathing heavier than usual. That had me worried. I asked if there was anything wrong. She slowly shook her head from side to side.
Then I asked about Henry Sr. Her dad. she lifted her head to answer.
"He's Hank here. The doctor's said that they don't know what might have happened to him. Whale and Doc think it could be magic related. Meriwether's taking a look at him now."
Her eyes were are as red as her prize apples. She grew more emotional. "This is how it all started. My daddy. Yours. It should never..." She went quiet, except for the sobbing.
I held her hand. I told her that I knew about her and my daddy. All of it. How he died. But I also knew why. It was not the best kept-secret. I did not want to believe that my daddy...the daddy that loved me...could also be so cruel.
I know how Regina thought she felt about me...and how I thought I felt about her. But after all this time. I realized that I would have done the same things she did. And she would have done the same things I did. I told her all this.
And I found myself trying to control it. And losing. I took my knuckle and lifted Regina's tear-stained face to meet mine. She knew it, and I knew it, but I had to say it. As much as I tried not to...and the gods know I did try...I never stopped loving her. And that was the moment I knew that I could forgive her for everything. Even my daddy.
All Regina could say was, "I love you too, Snow White."
I scooted my chair over to hers and we collapsed into each others arms. Crying loudly.
The coffee went cold. Not that it mattered.
TBC
Sorry...This was supposed to be longer, but I wanted to get something up before the weekend. And my beloved beta is down with the flu everyone seems to catch.
For those who think that a Snow Queen friendship is not canon, (A) the beginnings of that are listed in a separate story I'm doing called "Gamers." It is in progress, as is this one. And (B) the good thing about fan fiction is that you can write how you want the show to go. AU all the way.
We WILL get to the plans for Nova's rescue in 29. Not to mention the real reason why all this is going on, and another pairing, plus my OC's orientation into Storybrooke. Well. they need to know.
Thanks for sticking with me on this. Later.