It had been a week since Regina Mills, Emma, and Snow had returned to the outside world. It was the tenth time Emma returned to Regina's house that week to see her daughter.

After feeding her baby and spending time with her, Emma gave the baby to Regina, as she headed out to leave. "Oh, Regina, I forgot to talk with you about something." She turned back to Regina from the front door frame. "My mom and dad told me they want us to go talk to Archie."

Regina replied holding the small baby in her arms, looking back at Emma from the end of the staircase. "Seriously? You really think Archie should have all this weigh him down? He doesn't need us swooping in and telling him all our problems."

"I know but maybe it would help my mom, though."

Regina sighed, deep in thought of how Snow acted at Granny's. "She's getting worse, isn't she?"

Emma shook her head. "Yes. She tells me nightmares come every night. The same scene and it doesn't stop. She doesn't know how to stop it. Maybe talking with Archie will help."

"She told me a few days ago that she's been having terrible nightmares." Regina sighed again. "Atleast she doesn't get startled by someone coming up from behind or touching her, though." She frustratedly spoke. "A few days ago, I was casually speaking with Henry and I thought Jefferson was there and now whenever I hear someone without seeing their face I wonder if it is him, trying to find me, hurt me or kill me." She paused and continued, peering back at her friend. "And you don't look too good yourself. I can tell."

She shrugged, ignoring her last words. "I guess I haven't been sleeping that well. Killian and the baby has kept me anxious."

"How is he? Does he suspect anything?"

"I think so. Every time I come back home from here or my parents he seems so uneasy. It won't take long before he asks questions."

"Well maybe you should just tell him the truth. The worst he can do is end the relationship." Regina told Emma.

"That's the problem! I love him! I don't want anything to separate us!" She told her boldly.

"Just take my advice and tell him the truth, Swan. When you are done, I'll be here. Come back here and tell me all that happened. You are welcome to stay in this house anytime."

"You sure?"

Regina smiled back before nodding, yes.

Emma replied. "Thanks." She now walked out the door to go find Hook at their house.

~

Day 200:

Regina Mills was in Jefferson's bedroom, weakly getting dressed as he did the same. "I'll let you stay with Snow for the night. Then, you are going back down to the basement in the morning." He spoke to her as she nodded. He opened the door for her as she walked slightly limping from the soreness in between her legs and throughout her whole body. Jefferson helped Regina up the stairs and both arrived at Snow's master bedroom. He then used the keys to unlock the door and she casually walked in to see Snow asleep in her own bed. "What do you say?"

Regina sighed and then gave a long pause, debating if she would reply with an attitude. "Thank you." She told him, knowing that if she gave a smart remark of any kind, she wouldn't stay with Mary Margaret that night and would probably get a beating for it.

"I'll come to get you in the morning." He replied as he closed the door behind him.

She now walked over to Snow peering at her dark figure as she slept. She moved her body on the bed softly as she put the covers over her. "Snow." Regina turned on her side only inches away from Mary Margaret.

Mary Margaret just moved slightly, still half asleep. "uh, eh?"

"It's Regina. Jefferson let me stay here with you tonight." Snow shot up from the bed and looked beside her to see her friend's dark figure. "Regina!"

"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you-"

Snow calmed herself. "No, it's fine. I just can't comprehend that he let you stay here." Snow now placed her hand through hers as she now laid back down by her side.

"Yes. I let him take what he wanted so he let me stay with you tonight."

Snow smiled but then it faded fast. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing, Mary Margaret, it's nothing."

There was silence as Mary Margaret felt sick to her stomach. "He hurt you, Regina?"

She said nothing for a while. Should I tell her? If I did would she just look down on me? I should be looked down upon. It was terrible what I did to Graham and what Jefferson has done to me.

"When I was the Evil Queen, I had a huntsman named-"

"Graham, I remember. He was such a good man. He spared my life."

"Yes and I found out. He was a very attractive young man and I took advantage of that, Snow. I forced him on to me and now Jefferson, he-" She stopped talking as her mind became foggy.

It was too much for Mary Margaret to take in. After a long silence Snow White could barely get out the words from her mouth. "He raped you?"

Regina gave a long uneasy sigh. "He said he wouldn't touch Emma again if I agreed to go up to his bedroom." She paused, and sighed again. "He wants me to suffer in every possible way."

"I'm sorry. I want to help you anyway I can."

All of a sudden, Regina moved in discomfort of the conversation, and now felt blood on the sheets. Regina pushed herself out of the bed and turned the light on to see Snow's white covers now pink with dried blood. "What the hell, Snow? When was the last time those sheets were changed?"

Snow now sobbed. "He won't change them. I can't help it. My wounds are terrible. I try to clean the sheets with water from the sink but it never washes out completely. He wants me to practically live in my stench."

"You are not the only one, Mary Margaret."

She whispered to her, annoyed. "I guess I can sleep on the floor."

"But-"

"It's nice. It's a carpet. I sleep on a concrete floor practically every day unless I'm with him."

"On concrete?"

Regina cleared her throat and then spoke. "I'm barely able to keep strength up on the daily. He gives me a portion of food and water every few days. It's like every day I wonder when he will stop giving me anything and I would starve and dehydrate to death or if he would torture me to death, just for the pleasure of it or take his gun and shoot me. It's horrible. I never know what he could do to me next. Hell, I could die tomorrow and never see Henry again. It kills me of the thought that I'll die here without ever seeing my son."

Snow now cried in sympathy. "No. Don't say that, Regina. You will see him again just like I will see Charming again. I have hope."

Regina scoffed. "Hope? Hope is a lie. I'm surprised you still have some because I'm the only one speaking the truth, Mary Margaret. The reality is there is no hope at least not for me. Even if I do make it out of here, there still won't be hope. I'm broke and you know what Mary Margaret? I would rather die in this house than have Henry see me like this. I would rather be trapped in here for the rest of my life than this town seeing how pathetic I really am, how weak I truly am."

"Do you even hear yourself, Regina? You aren't thinking straight! You are the strongest woman I've met."

"You are wrong. You are far more stronger than I am." Tears now streamed down Regina's face. "I hate myself for what I did and how I feel. Jefferson just showed me the truth."

"You don't mean that, Regina."

"I do. I need to be punished for what I did to everyone in this town, for what I did to you and to Jefferson's teenage daughter. I killed her."

"That wasn't you. It was the Evil Queen."

Regina shrugged. "Same person."

"What happened to you?" Snow desperately asked saddened as she now got up from the bed to Regina's side.

She stared back into her eyes. "When you get told that you mean nothing everyday, you eventually believe it." A single tear fell from Snow's cheek as she now hugged her tightly.

She shouldn't be the one pitying me. I deserve every bit of this pain. Mary Margaret is the one that doesn't deserve any of it.