Author's Note: Hey Regals! Here's another chapter for you all. This one's a little more intense and I actually found it rather sad to write because I ship Regina and Happiness, which is obviously traumatic 99.9% of the time. There will be some happiness, hopefully in future chapters, but I'm trying to make things as canon as possible here, while making the story completely AU, if that makes sense. Special thanks goes to Barbara Montgomery, Stacymc2012 and CalliopeSphia... and I want to say 'Hello' to Lionel Richie. You make my reviews all the more interesting with your sassy jelly-tot filled ways, Ellie. Love you loads! Here's chapter five!
FORGIVENESS EARNED ENTIRELY...
"Just lie down here and I'll go make you some tea." Archie smiled gently, placing Regina's limp body on the couch with care. Henry refused to let go of his mother's hand. She'd never been this sick before and he partly blamed himself. "Make sure that she doesn't try and stand up, Henry." The therapist continued, ruffling the boys hair, before standing to enter the kitchen and make the tea.
Magic had been brought back to Storybrooke. Those who practiced dark magic - like Mr Gold - would be forced to continue practicing and controlling it. Otherwise, they would be at risk of losing themselves. All magic came with a price in the Enchanted Forest. Good magic, like that which the "Blue Fairy" used, was rare and brought joy to poor unfortunate souls. That kind of magic would never consume a person because it didn't need to be controlled. It was there purely to spread happiness. Good magic will make you a good person if you let it take over, but dark magic... will transform you into the darkest version of yourself, and there would be no turning back.
Regina was slowly becoming the Evil Queen once more, as she battled to resist the urge to conjure up a spell. Not using her magic was her way of showing Henry, that she could change for him, but it was literally killing every nerve and good bone in her body. Her blackened heart was darkening - with every sickening second that passed by on the town clock - appearing to be as dark as the coal in the Dwarf's mines. She couldn't stop it. She couldn't be helped and nobody, besides Archie seemed to truly understand. The therapist was the only one willing to listen to her side of the story. The only one willing to offer his help.
Archie didn't understand why he cared so much for this woman. She was cruel to most people and killed to get whatever it was she wanted. Selfish would be the appropriate word to describe her at times. But then, Henry would come along and change everything. He seemed to be the only person to sway the Evil Queen's mind.
"Mom?" Henry mumbled, moving some of her hair away from her face. Regina struggled to turn her head towards her son, but fluttered her eyelids open in pain. The dark magic was consuming her. It was eating away at her insides and taking over her body. If they didn't do something soon... there would be nothing left of Regina.
"Mom?!" Henry repeated, giving her hand a squeeze. "I... need to tell you something." He mumbled. This statement caught Regina's attention, mainly because the boys tone of voice had changed. He almost sounded feminine. The tone was completely rare and crisp, far too mature for an eleven year old boy. He spoke slowly and gently, with an authority that she'd never heard anywhere, but from one other person.
With a gulp, Regina asked the question, to which she wasn't particularly thriving for an answer. "What is it, Henry?" She spluttered nervously, through weak breath, croaking out the words with worry. Something wasn't right, she could sense it.
The boy stood from his kneeling position on the floor, to sit next to Regina on the couch, looking down at her face with wonder. "Not Henry." He shrugged with little interest, cracking his neck from side to side uncomfortably. Purple smoke surrounded the body of her son. He morphed into another figure that made the Evil Queen shrivel back behind her shell.
"Mother?!" Regina cried, looking around, about to shout for Archie to come. Cora was a quick thinker and placed a hand over her daughters mouth gently, trying to silence her cries. "Listen to me, Regina. Henry is safe. He's on my ship, but there's something I need you to do for me." The older woman whispered, speaking just a few inches from Regina's nose.
"If you ever want to see your son again, you must use magic to destroy Emma Swan."
Author's Note: So, there you go, peeps! Hopefully that wasn't too dreadful and I know it's shorter than my other chapters, but I'll make up for it next time. I class this part of the story as being pretty sad because I know you guys wanted some genuine Regina/Henry happiness. Maybe one day... who knows? We shall have to wait and see where this story goes. The next chapter will have some Regal Cricket fluff, I promise! I hope you all liked the plot twist though! What do you think? Will Regina really be able to just kill Emma Swan to get Henry back? And, will Archie help her? Love you all loads, Evilsaurus...