Hello everyone!

I am sooo very sorry it has been this long, but in all honesty, I have been quite busy, and not very motivated to write more on this story. But now I started rethinking it, and decided to write a short chapter, and yes, it's really short – but I hope you like it! Reviews are greatly appreciated!

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Chapter 11 – Sparks fly

A week had passed since the evening Emma had been over, and they'd been running. Since then, Regina had actually slept through all nights. She was still dreaming, but they no longer kept her awake. Still, she wanted so much for them to stop! She was sick of it, never seeing the stranger's face. The past few days she had also been thinking, thinking hard about her life, or rather her love life; there was none. She wasn't thinking intimately, although she hadn't slept with anyone since Graham, she was thinking about love. She longed for a kind of love she had with Daniel.

Regina was impatiently tapping her fingers at her desk. Eventually, she picked up the phone and called her family's house, luckily, Grace answered; "Hello?"

"Good, just the one I wanted to speak with." Regina replied.

Grace chuckled, "Aren't we formal today."

"Want to have lunch at Granny's?" Regina asked.

"Now?" Grace asked a little surprised.

"Yes, dear."

"Be there in 15 ok?" Grace said.

Regina hung up, knowing that her sister wouldn't misunderstand her for being angry or irritated. She rose and put on her coat. Before she went out, she looked at herself in the mirror, running her fingers through her hair, putting on some lipstick, and then she was off to Granny's. She arrived shortly after and sat down in one of the booths by the window. She figured it would take Grace another couple of minutes to get there, so she went ahead and ordered a coffee.

Her coffee was almost empty when her sister arrived, "You call that fifteen minutes, dear? I've had the time to finish my coffee while waiting for you."

Grace took off her coat at put it next to her in the booth, "I'm sorry, I sort of miscalculated how long it would take me to get here. Won't happen again, promise." She said and gave Regina a smile.

"That's alright. Since you were late, I took the liberty of ordering lunch for the both of us, spinach salad with chicken." Regina said and took the last sip of her coffee.

Grace chuckled again, "You did now? Well, that's fine, I like spinach, gives you muscles." Regina rolled her eyes at the comment, Grace continued, "I really appreciate us having lunch, but I have a feeling there's more to it, so spill it."

Regina sighed, but caved, "You know the dream I've told you about?" Grace nodded, "Well, I keep thinking about him, that maybe, just maybe, I should take a chance.

Grace was smiling, she reached her hand over the table and covered Regina's. "I'm so happy that you believe that. I would like nothing more in the world than for you to get the happiness that you deserve."

Before Regina got to respond, Grace quickly retracted her hand as if she'd been burned. Regina didn't understand, she gave her sister a puzzled look. Grace's eyes were wide, "Do not look right away, but he's here." She paused, her eyes now looking intensely into Regina's, "the guy with the tattoo, the guy who's supposed to be your true love. He's here."

Regina was shocked, and as much as she tried to resist, she looked up. She wasn't prepared for what came next; he looked straight at her. As they locked eyes, she felt as if the air was knocked out of her. Her heart started beating faster, she felt extremely warm. Grace witnessed the interaction, and got up from her spot and went to the counter. Regina registered it, and shot her a glare. Grace changed her order for a to go, paid for both her and Regina, walked passed her sister and gave her a wink.

"Don't you dare leaving me!" Regina whispered.

Grace had already gotten to the door, now grinning, when she blew a kiss towards Regina and mouthed I love you too.

Before Regina got to run after her, and maybe taking her life, he sat down opposed to her, "Hello, my name is Robin, I don't think we've met." He said with his British accent as he reached out his hand for a shake.

Hesitantly, Regina took it, "A pleasure to meet you, my name is Regina."

As they shook hands, it felt as if an electric spark went through both their bodies.

Any thoughts? Should I continue on, or wrap it up here?