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Chapter 14

The Elysian Fields

"Emma!" Regina's still squinting her eyes from the bright light that took Emma.

"Fantastic." Regina's defense is sarcasm; always sarcasm because now she's freaking out that Emma has disappeared right in front of her. She needs to find her. She looks around the room and realizes there are no doors present to stop her from leaving. She takes a deep breath and gathers herself. She marches straight out through the back archway only to be returned to the exact same room.

"I know this spell. Ok..." She readies herself to unlock the "repeating room" illusion. Regina closes her eyes and gives it her best shot but nothing happens.

"Great!" It's she now that angrily paces the floor. 'There has to be another way out of this room,' she thinks to herself and she looks up at the ceiling and down at the ground looking for any sign of a trap door or otherwise. She can't find anything. She finally sits down and closes her eyes again reaching, desperately trying to feel the spell around her; hoping she can discover a different approach to break it. But instead of the spell her mind wanders to Emma and how she walked in on her in the arms of Hades. She feels herself blush at the embarrassment of being found in such a vulnerable state. 'What did he do to me?' She gets up and walks around the open room again with her arms on her hips in pensive thought. 'Why was he seducing me?' As self-conscious as she felt when Emma saw her she was grateful to the savior for once more removing her from another bad situation. Hades looked at her with such familiarity, with such love. 'What am I thinking?! That monster couldn't possibly love anyone! Yet, why did I feel so entranced? What kind of spell can do that?' Regina doesn't want to waste another minute on thoughts of Hades and his tricks. She needs to get out of this room and find Emma! It then occurs to her, 'What if he took her? Oh God! What if I was a diversion and he really wants Emma? Yes! That makes more sense...she is the savior. That bastard! I have to stop him!'

Regina gathers all her strength and tries to unravel what blocks her from getting to Emma.

"That won't work majesty." The blonde slave woman slowly walks around her, appearing it seems out of thin air. "You aren't supposed to leave yet. No, not yet."

"I wish to leave now! Do you hear me?" Having lost all her patience Regina charges her and grabs her by the throat squeezing as hard as she can without using her magic. The slave moans in pleasure. Regina immediately lets go and shoves her away.

"I demand to speak to your master at once."

"The master sent me to come and get you." She rubs at her throat where Regina was choking her as she looks at her with a small smile. "The master thinks perhaps you would respond to me better for now."

"What?!" It's only at that moment that Regina realizes just how much this woman looks like Emma. The way her blonde hair curls lightly at the end, the thinness of her sharp mouth and those blue eyes. It almost appears as if her face is transforming before her.

"Emma? No, you're not her." Regina feels dizzy and confused.

"Regina? Hey are you ok?" Regina is kneeling on the ground trying to keep her head from spinning when she sees Emma kneeling right beside her.

"Emma?" 'Could she have found me?' Regina wonders.

"Yes! It's me. What's wrong?" She feels Emma's warm hand on her cheek and her arm wrapped around her. Regina clings to her.

"We have to get out of here! I don't know what's going on."

"Shhhh...It's ok sweetheart. We'll just stay a little longer."

Regina draws away from her as she's shaking her head, "No! No! You're not Emma! It's another trick!" Regina knows Hades has sent his minions to toy with her but she feels herself growing frantic.

"But I am Emma. I look like her, talk like her and I feel just like her. Why don't you touch me majesty and feel how I am her." She takes Regina's hands and presses them to her chest.

Regina pulls away as fast as she can, "No! You are not my Emma!"

The blonde slave descends on her with lightening speed, grabbing her by the throat as she strangles her, "Yes you are right. I am not your Emma. Sleep now Majesty."

Just as Regina feels the life draining from her the slave slowly releases her but she knows she about to pass out anyway. Regina tries to scream but instead let's out a low and desperate cry, "Emma."

Some time has passed and Emma has been furiously trying to concentrate. She is focused on her breathing when she hears a low and raspy whisper, "Emma."

She quickly opens her eyes, "I heard something! Anthony I think I heard her."

"That's interesting."

"Interesting? Why is that interesting?!"

"Because we in the Elysian Fields usually can't hear those in hell... unless you have a very strong connection with this person...unless..."

"We share a son together. Yes we have that!" Emma interrupts. Anthony stays lost in thought not knowing whether or not he should share what he's thinking.

Emma closes her eyes attempting to communicate with Regina. Trying to picture her as she did before. She knew she heard her call out. But the line has gone dead.

"Nothing! Why isn't this working? It worked in Tartarus!"

"Because this place is different. There is something you don't wanna see blocking your view of her."

"But I heard her say my name!"

"Because she called out to you honey."

Emma closes her eyes in deep frustration.

"I can see this isn't' going to be easy. And it appears time is of the essence. Why don't you try to think of a place instead? It may be easier that way to return to Tartarus and then from there you can try to find your way back to her."

Emma nods her head with a tight expression.

"Do you know where to go?" Anthony asks with a concerned look on his face.

"Her mother is in hell. She's not someone I can trust but she led me to her the first time. I guess I can start there. Wait! The stone!" Emma pulls out The white pebble Cora gave her. She had completely forgotten about it. "I can use this to get back to her!"

Anthony hugs her, "Go. Go now. I will pray for you Emma. That you find all the answers inside of yourself and your true happiness."

"Thank you, Anthony." She tightly grips the white stone in her hand and brings it to her chest. She closes her eyes and whispers, "Cora."