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Kaleidoscope of Magic Chapter 4 "Reunited At Last"

Tonight was the night. Regina Mills could literally feel it. Her skin literally had goosebumps in anticipation. Regina had finally made the magical connection a day ago. In a spiritual sense she was holding hands with her bonded. It felt like that to the young talented witch but yet not quite. Things felt different. Regina could feel her Emma but it was faint. It concerned her somewhat but felt once she and Emma were together they could deal with that. For now, Regina Mills just wanted Emma together with her again. She did not care in what form. She just wanted her bonded whom she over the time of their separation she had determined was her soulmate. Emma was her one true love.

Regina Mills had felt a change in the wind mid-afternoon. The Storybrooke city manager and powerful good witch felt as if the air was growing warm, heavy and humid. This was a rare occurrence in itself as it was mid-October in Maine. Regina knew what that meant. This was the day. She would be reunited with her Emma very soon. It had been a long eight years. Regina had spent those years apart first planning the how or if they could be reunited and then taking those methodical steps to put her plan into motion. Time was different in Storybrooke than beyond the town she had created borders. What had been years for her had not been nearly as long for Emma.

As Emma's presence had first brushed against her psyche and then sought her, Regina became aware that her bonded was Emma but still she was different. Emma had a dual nature about her now. It was primal, fierce yet very shy. Regina had felt over time this nature grow stronger. Regina instinctively knew this was Emma's fox nature. Time in this world, cursed by her mother was taking Emma's humanity away gradually. Fortunately, her fox recognized her spirit and instinct had led her unwaveringly to her. And over the eight years, Regina had realized she was deeply in love with Emma.

The Witch hoped that after her reunion with her bonded, they could figure out a way to break her mother's curse. If Emma was willing, Regina hoped for her happy ending. That happy ending was a lifetime with Emma in her bed raising Henry together.

There was things to work out first however. The primary one was about to be accomplished. Regina was about to be reunited with her friend turned bonded. Then they could task themselves together on finding a way to break Cora's curse of being forced to live as a fox.

With great anticipation, Regina had asked her Snow to keep Henry for the night. The dark haired woman needed no distractions so she could focus on Emma. She kept the impending arrival to herself not even sharing her suspicions with Emma's mother. Regina could be wrong. Also, Regina did not want a crowd to gather and scare Emma away in her fox form.

Regina moved to stare into the sky at Emma and her star as the moon rise as she stood on her balcony. She had never so much looked forward to a moonrise.

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It appeared in the dreamscape out of a smoky fog. It was the pair of exotic brown eyes. They were hypnotic and compelling. They were so primal yet entreating. The eyes glowed through a purple fog.. She lounged in an apple tree. "Emmmmmmmmaaaa" the voice of a woman in a rich deep tone called and entreated. A mantra it called over and over. It's tone both soothed, stimulated and compelled.

"Come to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Amber foxy eyes woke with a start. She found herself constantly hungry. She was becoming less steady on her feet and tired easily. But that voice. That voice spurred her onwards. So as she woke from her nap she had curled up to take at mid-day. The fox stood up to find a quick meal in the waning light. Maybe she would find a field mouse or possibly a rabbit. The fox found hunting was best this time of the day. The fox had also found it best to travel at night. There was less humans, cars along the roads and it was easiest to evade predators like the hawks.

The fox followed looked up at the sky as was her habit. There was a certain bright light that she liked to stare out as she travelled. The light up until tonight was something that she followed out up in the horizon. It was different tonight however. It was like the light was shining down on one certain spot. The normally cool crisp air was unusually warm and sticky. The fox did not have time to focus on that however. Her stomach growled. So she set out to hunt. She was lucky tonight. A rustling in the thicket had shown a rabbit. The chase was short and she ate in short order.

As her fox mind cleared from food that all too familiar instinct to travel return. She had to get somewhere and it was time to go. As her mind turned to focus on travelling, she felt that brush across her mind. It had become easier for the fox to accept it now. It did not seek to control her behavior. It did not hurt. It was like a soft caress of her fur and the fox found she like it. Tonight as she started out in a slow trot, something changed. It was like unto a warmth that filled her furry body from the tip of her tale to her tip of her nose and furry ears. She then heard the voice. It was different. It was louder. Instead of just hearing it in her mind, the fox heard it audibly into the wind.

"Almost there darling, I am here waiting for you right under where the light is shining," the low alto voice spoke softly and ended in something that felt like a purr. "Come to me," the voice carried on the breeze.

The fox understood. It did not know exactly how it knew what the voice meant. The fox had long knew she was different. A part of her felt caged and tethered inside and longed to come out.

The light shown down on the fox like a spotlight. The moon above had an orange hue. A rumble of something similar to thunder rumbled in the air as the fox moved closer to the road. A purple shot of lightening flashed across the sky as she crossed under a sign saying "Welcome to Storybrooke". The fox stopped short and literally jumped in the air with fright. The fox let out a startled yip and started to back up. Then suddenly purple smoke appeared in front of her and a dark haired woman stood in front of her. Instead of standing and looming over her like most humans, this one was crouched down on one knee.

"Easy, come to me," Regina spoke keeping her voice calm and steady in the same alto purr she had been projecting for what seemed a lifetime. While her heart beat wildly in her chest, the witch kept her body calm so as not to frighten Emma the fox. The brunette longed to stretch out her arms and make a grab for her bonded. She knew however that Emma must come to her. Their reunion must not be forced and Regina would not manipulate it with her powerful magic. "You know me. You know my voice. Come here darling."

A blue light swirled in the sky as the fox stepped into the embrace of Regina Mills. It swirled with a purple light and the two fused into one stream of a deep brilliant purple. Emma fox's body went limp as her body came into contact with the Regina's warmth. Emma somehow knew the smell and let her body relax for the first time in a long time. Into the woman's arms. Emma was here. The fox knew that. For now, Emma fox was content to let herself be gathered close. Wet tears fell on her fur as she was lifted up when the woman stood up. As she was gathered close flashes of memories came into her mind. She remembered scenes of this woman smiling at her and her brilliant striking eyes. This woman had called her Emma. The fox suddenly realized this brunette's name was Regina.

"I love you so much," Regina spoke the emotion rubbing a cheek against the fox's soft fur. Regina forced the many questions and issues that were running through her mind to the background. "I have missed you so much."

Emma fox crooked her head up and licked away Regina's tears. She understood everything the woman told her but her fox form limited how she could communicate.

"I am taking us home darling," Regina told the fox "Don't be afraid."

That said, Regina poofed Emma and herself into her mansion and into the master bedroom. Refusing to let go of her bonded, Regina magiced herself into a long silk gown. Simultaneously, the witch cleaned the fox's muddy fur. Regina smiled. Emma was totally relaxed. Her foxy eyes drooping sleepily. Regina slipped them both under the covers in her king size and turned on her side. She gently placed Emma fox on the mattress and propped her head on her elbow. Her Emma, though in fox form, was here. They were together and to Regina it was a dream come true after a long eight years. Regina stroked the animal's fur letting her fingers run into the fur. Regina had long brushed Emma's mind. It was a dream come true to do so with her fingers. Emma was a beautiful woman. Regina now saw that she was a beautiful fox.

"Beautiful," Regina murmured letting her hand fall upon Emma fox's warm furry belly. Brown eyes shot up in amazement as she felt a tiny kick. The witch's shot up at amazement. Her Emma was pregnant.