A/N: Hello everyone! I've been working on this one for a while, but I finally have a new story for my Loki/Regina series! Huge shout out to Devin for reading my draft and helping me work through my ideas! This is loosely connected to Queen's Lament and The More Things Change, but you don't have to read those to understand this one.

A note on the timeline: Post-Dark World/during the Second Curse.

Summary: A piece of Regina's past she never knew has come back to haunt her and threaten those she cares about. Luckily Frigga is there to lend her support as she comes to grips with unwelcome truths.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from either universe.

Enjoy!

From Over the Rainbow

Regina growled in frustration as she slammed another book closed and pushed it away from her. This library was filled with spells and potions that belonged to both Rumplestiltskin and her mother, yet she couldn't find anything to stop their newest threat. She'd been searching for weeks, there should have been something to at least delay it!

Although the Wicked Witch still hasn't shown herself, the flying monkeys easily confirmed her identity. Regina couldn't understand why she'd been staying in her castle, but there was an unforeseen advantage to it—she'd been able to discover what her plan involved. She was convinced that the witch probably snooped through her spell books, and she was right. But the spell she discovered was nothing like what she expected and it made her heart stutter in her chest.

It was a spell that, among other things, required a baby as one of the key ingredients.

Only a few days before Snow White told her she was pregnant. Regina kept her face neutral and politely congratulated her—but when she and Charming announced their plans to tell the entire kingdom, Regina couldn't keep her mouth shut. She told Snow it wasn't a good idea but of course, they didn't listen to her advice and announced it anyway. The attacks from the flying monkeys doubled after the announcement. Regina tried not to feel smug at the confirmation that they should have listened to her, but she was more concerned with the fact that the attacks, while often, weren't overly malicious—it was clear to Regina that their purpose was mostly intimidation, as a way to keep them all on edge.

It was this realization that made her search for traces of any unfamiliar magical signatures in the library. Of course she told Snow when she found the spell, and the younger woman did not take it well at all. She'd turned on Regina almost immediately, accusing her of coming up with all types of terrible plots against them back before the first curse was cast. Regina tried to tell her it was one of Rumplestiltskin's spell books, that she never intended to use this spell on them, but by that point Snow was inconsolable and didn't listen to a word she said.

Normally Regina would have raged right back at her, but at that time she was so emotionally drained she didn't even have the energy or care to attempt to defend herself. She simply stood there and let Snow White yell at her until she wore herself out.

Even now thinking back on it, Regina was grateful that Frigga didn't come to the Enchanted Forest until after that, because she didn't want to think about what the overly-protective goddess would have done if she'd been there. That was a while ago now though; Snow has since apologized for the way she spoke to her and Regina simply waved it off. Considering all of Regina's past schemes to bring down Snow White, she understood that it wasn't that big of a leap.

Regina sighed, leaning forward in her chair to rest her elbows on the table and cover her face with her hands. Once she thought to look for traces of magic she'd found the spell easily, and yet finding a way to prevent it was so frustratingly difficult. Snow was well into her pregnancy now, she was running out of time!

She sat up after a few moments and resisted the urge to groan. Regina knew she needed a break and that it was only a matter of time before Frigga came looking for her and scolded her again for not taking proper care of herself. She smiled just a little because truthfully, just knowing the goddess was here with her made this whole ordeal so much easier.

This thought finally made Regina rise from her chair for the first time in several hours and walk out of the library to search for Loki's mother. When Frigga made the decision to stay in the Enchanted Forest indefinitely, the first thing they did was tell the rest of the group. Snow was the only one who looked outwardly happy. David looked rather dumbstruck by the idea and the rest seemed less than pleased. She knew that Frigga was under the impression that it was because Regina now had an ally. She couldn't confidently say the older woman was wrong but at the very least, they were all smart enough to know not to protest.

Regina walked through the castle with a small smile on her face, already knowing where she would find the Queen. The courtyard she found Regina in on the day she came back rapidly became one of her favorite places in the castle. As expected, Regina finally reached the courtyard to find Frigga standing at the edge overlooking the Enchanted Forest. When she got close enough, she could see the moment the woman sensed her presence because she shifted, but didn't turn to look her way.

"Hello, love." The smile was obvious in her voice.

Regina smiled, too. "Hello. I had a feeling I would find you here."

"Ah, have I become that predictable?" Frigga laughed. "I do love it, though. The stone work is immaculate—I'm seriously considering getting the Asgardian masonries to replicate it when I return home."

The younger woman laughed at that, moving forward to stand beside her at the railing. "I'm not the one who had it made, but I'm honored."

The two women fell silent for a few moments and Frigga glanced at Regina out of the corner of her eye. She could tell there was something on her mind but she didn't rush her, electing instead to give her the time to bring it up on her own.

"Do you miss it?"

"What, dear?"

"Asgard. Home."

Frigga tensed. "Regina."

The girl held up her hands innocently, "I'm just asking, I swear! It's just, you know, you don't have to—"

"Regina," Frigga sighed, clearly exasperated but not unkind. "Please, let's not have this argument again."

"I don't want to argue with you, Frigga, I promise. I just don't want you to feel obligated to be here, away from your family just because of me."

"There is no such thing as just because of you, Regina. You know how I feel about this. You are not, nor have you ever been an obligation to me. I love you."

She sighed, "I love you, too. Of course I do, but you are the Queen, you know."

"So are you. I do not see your point. I will return to Asgard when the time is right, no sooner."

Regina's immediate retort was yes, the Evil Queen, but she managed to bite it back before it could escape. She raised her hands again, this time in surrender.

"Alright, alright. I yield. I can never win against you, anyway."

The tension in Frigga's shoulders eased and a small smile broke the serious expression on her face at Regina's quip.

"Where have you been, by the way? I haven't seen you since breakfast."

Regina hesitated for only a moment before she answered. "The library."

She heard Frigga's exasperated sigh. "Sweetheart, I know you wish to help, but you have to give yourself a break. You spend hours in that room and up until the day I openly threatened you, you wouldn't even pay attention to meal times. Running yourself ragged isn't going to help anyone."

"I know, I know. You're right, of course. But I…"

"Yes?" The older woman prompted, raising an eyebrow.

"I just… I have to find a way to stop the witch's spell, I've got to save that baby. I owe it to Snow."

Frigga knew she was visibly shocked by those words and she did nothing to try and hide it.

"You… owe it to Snow White? I don't understand." She moved away from the railing to sit on one of the stone benches behind them, motioning for the girl to join her.

Regina sat down next to her before she explained herself. "I already robbed Snow of her first opportunity to raise a child. I can't let that happen again. I'll never be able to atone for it, but this is the least I can do."

"Oh Regina," Frigga brought her hand up to rest gently on her shoulder.

"So much has happened between the two of you since then, surely she doesn't hold that against you anymore."

"Perhaps," Regina said. A while ago she might have almost believed that, but she remembered Snow's terrible words in her moment of hysterics and knew it was unlikely.

"But no one should ever be forced to be away from their child. I've learned that the hard way and I'll never be able to apologize enough no matter what I do."

"You didn't take Emma from her, my love. This is not the same thing. You didn't target a child."

"True, but they were still separated from her in order to stop me. It was the collateral damage I chose to ignore. It may not be exactly the same, but it's close enough. I have to do everything I possibly can to find a way to stop the witch's plan, no matter what her reasons are."

Regina brought her hand up to rest on Frigga's, still on her shoulder. "I do understand what you're saying though, I promise. I've been trying to be more conscious of the time."

"Well, I suppose I'll have to take what I can get for now."

Both women stayed silent for a minute before Frigga looked over at Regina again. "There's something I don't understand. You said the spell you found that requires a child was a time travel spell. What in the world would this witch need with a spell like that?"

The younger woman sighed, rubbing her forehead in frustration. "I have no idea. It was one of Rumple's spells, and I assume he had it because of his son, Baelfire. I never even attempted a time travel spell—there wasn't anything I particularly wanted to revisit. At least, not where I felt I would have been able to change the outcome."

Frigga watched her for a moment before taking a deep breath.

"Come, dear one. Why don't we go for a ride before dinner?"

Regina smiled, any trace of the depressing topic gone from her mind in an instant.

"That sounds wonderful, I…"

She trailed off and stopped mid-turn. She could sense someone close by, but the presence was unfamiliar. It didn't feel malicious exactly, but it was still unfriendly enough for Regina's guard to go up. Her eyes scanned the courtyard, but she didn't find anything amiss.

"Regina?"

The younger woman turned her head, seeing Frigga had walked a few feet away from her.

"Are you coming?"

So she hasn't noticed it. Regina realized. She had a hunch, and she gave Frigga another small smile.

"Yes, of course. Do you mind if I catch up with you in a few minutes? I'd like to just… have a few moments to myself."

For a second Regina swore Frigga didn't buy it, but then the goddess nodded her head.

"Of course. Take as long as you need, I'll wait for you."

"Thank you, I do appreciate it."

She watched Frigga walk out of the courtyard before she turned back around to face the view of the Enchanted Forest.

As expected, Regina could hear the click of heels on the stone behind her a minute later.

"Ah, we're finally alone."

Regina turned to face the woman, instantly adopting the cold mask of the Evil Queen.

"What does a witch have to do to get your attention?"

Regina didn't bother answering the question. Honestly, she was a little busy trying not to let her surprise at the woman's unusual coloring show on her face. She'd heard rumors of the Wicked Witch's green skin much like everyone else, but she never expected them to be true.

Regina, what exactly are we up against besides green skin and a pointy hat? What did you do to her?

This time, nothing. Never met her.

Regina remembered Charming's question during their first conversation about the Wicked Witch, and although she was confident in her answer at the time, she thought maybe she was mistaken and simply forgot—after all, in her days as the Evil Queen Regina certainly didn't make it a habit to remember everyone she used and manipulated. Looking at her now, she definitely did not recognize her, although it was clear the woman knew her.

"Nothing to say?" Regina raised her eyebrows. "You really don't know who I am, do you?"

Finally she spoke, "I know exactly who you are. The Wicked Witch." She said the title with flair, but in a tone that clearly conveyed how unimpressed she was.

The witch was undaunted. "Is that all?"

"I'm not that interested."

"Please allow me to introduce myself." She smirked, "You can call me Zelena."

Regina didn't acknowledge her words, but she took the moment to appraise her more thoroughly as she walked past her and realized that there was something familiar about her after all.

"...That's my dress."

"Hm. I had to take it in a little bit at the hips, but it looks better on me, don't you think?" She asked, putting her hand on her hip as if to show it off.

Regina almost laughed in her face, but instead she responded snarkily. "I think you never should have left Oz."

"I'm not here to take your castle again, if you want it that badly. I was just trying it on for size. Besides, I already saw everything worth seeing. Your closet, the gardens, your crypt."

The mention of the crypt piqued Regina's interest and she took a step closer to the green witch.

"Yes, how did you break the blood lock?"

"I didn't."

Regina stared at her. That made no sense. "The door was open. No one's that powerful."

"Cora really never told you."

The mention of Cora instantly put Regina on the offensive and her voice became more forceful.

"Told me what?"

"The truth about us, Regina."

Regina chuckled, now thinking the woman must be out of her mind. "What are you talking about? And how do you know my mother?"

"The same way you do." The witch stepped closer, inches away from her face. "I'm your sister."

"Actually, half-sister. But details, details…" She added, stepping away again.

Regina felt like a pitcher of ice water had just been dumped on her head, but she fought to maintain her aloof facial expression and ignore the triumphant look in this woman's eyes.

"That's not possible," Regina said. "You're…green."

"And you're rude." She moved to climb up the stairs of the plinth in the center of the courtyard. "Cora had me first, before she wormed her way into the dregs of royalty."

Regina crossed her arms as she watched her move away. When the witch reached the top of the raised platform she turned around to look back at her, she saw the obvious disbelief on her face.

"You know I'm telling the truth. How else could I have broken the door to the crypt?" Regina had no answer to that, because of course that should have been impossible.

"Our mother gave me up and sent me away." Zelena said, beginning to pace. "But you…you she kept. You she gave everything." There was bitterness and jealousy in her tone that Regina picked up on immediately.

"Everything she wanted." Regina interrupted, moving closer to the plinth. "If what you're saying is true, then you were lucky to escape her."

"Enough with the martyr complex, Regina. Try growing up without a mother. Try living in Oz."

Regina dropped her arms and couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes. She turned away and went back to sitting on the bench she was at with Frigga.

"Knowing that no one thought you were good enough." Zelena continued. "Not your mother, and not the only man that our paths both crossed."

Regina knew the confusion was clear on her face, which made Zelena smile again.

"Rumplestiltskin."

Regina tilted her head, leaning back on one arm while she crossed one of her legs over the other.

"You knew Rumplestiltskin."

"Did you think you were his only student?"

Regina laughed, suddenly understanding what this must be about. "Let me guess, you're mad because he chose me to cast his curse?"

She didn't respond, but the answer was clear on the green witch's face.

"Well, get over it." Regina's voice turned cold. "It wasn't everything it was cracked up to be."

"Anything would have been better than the life I had." Zelena snarled, but she restrained herself in the next moment and continued. "But, despite my shortcomings, I made something of myself, dear. And I didn't need Cora. Or Rumplestiltskin."

"Well it's too bad they're not around to see how well you turned out." Zelena snapped her head up to look at her.

"They're both dead."

The witch's expression crumbled for the briefest moment, but then she chuckled lightly in an obvious attempt to hide her disappointment.

"That's all right. You're the only one I need alive." She walked back down the stairs toward Regina's bench.

"Really? Why is that?"

"Because I'm going to take everything away from you."

Regina scoffed, "Too late. I've already lost everything that matters."

Several feet away the Queen of Asgard felt her heart squeeze painfully in her chest when she heard Regina's words, remembering Loki and Henry and how much Regina believed that not too long ago.

"No, Regina, you haven't lost anything yet."

"So you are going to kill me?" Regina smiled just a little.

Frigga sucked in a sharp breath at the question and at the small smile she saw on Regina's face. She summoned her magic and started to step out of the shadows of the hallway she'd been hiding in for the last several minutes. She'd only made it about halfway to the stables before she turned back toward the courtyard. She couldn't quite place it, but something didn't feel right. Regina was clearly trying to get her out of the way by sending her ahead. She was confident that she wasn't in danger, but her intuition was telling her something and after so many years the queen knew better than to ignore her instincts.

"No. That's too easy."

Hearing the denial, the goddess backed off and took a deep breath. She forced her magic to calm down again, knowing Regina was more than capable of defending herself if needed. She was simply here to assist if necessary and provide support after this woman got the hell out of the castle. Still, she hated the arrogance and thinly veiled malice in her tone and the protective side of her wanted nothing more than to teach this child a thing or two about intimidation.

She watched as the green witch walked closer to Regina, who was still sitting calmly on the bench.

"For me to get what I want, I need you to suffer. You see, what's in store for me is all my dreams being realized. But for you? Well… It's a fate worse than death."

Regina stood up and closed the distance between them. "Go ahead." She almost whispered."Bring it, Greenie."

The older witch smirked. "Indeed I will."

With that, Zelena took half a step back and summoned her broom.

"See you soon, Sis."

The witch cackled maniacally as she flew off the balcony and into the sky.

Regina slowly circled, watching as she disappeared from view. The instant she was gone the cocky smile disappeared. Frigga could see all of the tension leave her shoulders and she brought a hand up to rub her forehead. Frigga finally stepped out of the shadows and crossed the courtyard with speed a mortal did not possess. When she reached her side, Frigga put one arm around her protectively and her other hand on Regina's shoulder.

"Are you alright, Regina?"

"Hm? Oh, yes… Of course." Regina answered slowly, looking up at the sky again.

"That woman, she's also Cora's daughter?"

Regina laughed a little. "Apparently."

"Do you believe her?"

"I don't want to, but… the fact that she was able to open my crypt is proof enough. Only blood relatives would be able to do that."

Frigga was worried by the increasingly resigned tone of Regina's voice. The Asgardian didn't need to ask if she knew—she witnessed the news herself. The instant Zelena said the words Frigga had quickly flicked her blue eyes to study Regina's face. She saw no noticeable emotion, but it was clear to her at once that the mortal queen knew nothing about a sibling.

"What made you come back?"

The question made Frigga focus back on Regina and she squeezed her shoulder."Intuition. I knew you were sending me ahead for a reason, although I failed to sense her presence earlier like you must have. I apologize, I should have been here."

The girl shook her head. "No, it's alright. It's better that she didn't see you. You would have just been something else that she could have threatened me with if she wanted."

Frigga could have argued that no mortal witch could have been a real threat to her, but she knew that deep down Regina knew that and still showed concern for her well-being despite it. It warmed her heart, so she chose not to comment.

Regina's shoulders began to shake suddenly, making Frigga whip her head back to look at her more closely, but Regina's head was down and she couldn't see her face.

"Regina, please don't—"

The goddess's first thought was that she was crying, but then she realized it was the exact opposite. She was laughing.

"Regina…?" Frigga's brow furrowed. She was happy that there were no tears, but laughter in this situation didn't seem that much better and it only concerned her more. She's heard Regina laugh many times, but this was something else—there was nothing joyful about it.

"I'm sorry," Regina answered, bringing a hand up to her mouth.

"I just remembered a letter I found years ago in my mother—in Cora's things. From Rumplestiltskin. They were together years ago, did I ever tell you that? He'd written to tell her he found her first born."

Regina lifted her head up to stare out at the forest. Frigga suppressed a disgusted shiver at the thought of the imp and Cora together—it was a wholly unpleasant and unwelcome image. She resisted the urge to shake Regina when she saw the far away look on her face.

"He called her the most powerful sorceress he'd ever encountered. Even more powerful than her. Stunning… in every way." She shook her head.

"Regina—"

"I went to that letter many times in my darkest moments for…comfort, for solace, a boost when I needed it…because I…" Regina closed her eyes, the pain she refused to show to their visitor now clear on her face.

"Because I always thought it was about me."

"Regina, please, look at me." Frigga insisted, moving forward to stand in front of her.

"You are magnificent, Regina. Rumplestiltskin was a cruel, treacherous coward. His opinion means less than nothing. Do not let that insignificant imp's beliefs define you."

Regina opened her eyes and finally looked at her, but the expression on her face didn't change. "I was already his student at the time, Frigga. Which means he believed she was more powerful than me."

"What are you saying?"

"If the man who taught me everything I know about magic thinks she is more powerful than I am… There's no way I can defeat her. She'll get exactly what she wants—me dead and Snow White's baby."

"No, hold on." Frigga shook her head. "She didn't want to kill you, she said—"

"She wants me to suffer." Regina finished for her, "I know. That doesn't mean she doesn't still want me dead. But killing me now would be too quick, too… merciful. Trust me, I've seen that same look in my own eyes many times—her intentions are very clear."

Frigga stared at her, trying desperately to come up with a counter argument, but she knew Regina was right. She shook her head fiercely in the very next moment, refusing to entertain the idea.

"You can defeat her, Regina."

She chuckled humorlessly, "Frigga…Rumple—"

"I have absolutely no interest in that man or what he thought about you or this girl. I'm sure her magic is formidable just as yours is—but that does not make her more powerful than you. Regina, you have abilities that Zelena doesn't even know exist. Or have you suddenly forgotten everything I've taught you?"

Regina blinked at her for a moment before Frigga saw the realization dawn on her.

"Asgardian magic," She whispered.

"Exactly." Frigga smiled and brought a hand up to cup Regina's cheek.

"But, I've barely—"

"I will teach you everything I know before I let this silly girl's irrational jealousy get the better of you." She assured her, already anticipating the argument.

Regina smiled slightly and took Frigga's hand. "Thank you, Frigga. I don't know what I'd do without you."

The Asgardian smiled back and squeezed her hand. "You will never have to find out, my dear." She promised.

There was a moment of silence in which Regina took a deep breath to steady herself, and then she sighed.

"What is it?"

"I just… I thought the days of Cora hurting me were over, but somehow she's managed it even from beyond the grave."

Frigga's eyes softened, "I am so sorry, Regina."

"It's almost funny." Regina mused, "Zelena said she gave me everything, and yet I would have given anything to escape it."

"Yes, I heard her say that. I also heard your response, and you were right. Zelena doesn't realize how fortunate she was not to have known Cora. Of course, having wealth and power looks incredibly attractive in comparison to being abandoned, but she didn't have to live through it. She didn't have to experience Cora's abuse and cruelty the way you did, and it is something she will never understand."

This time when Regina sighed, it was almost out of relief. Frigga never failed to validate her pain even when she herself often tried to minimize it. It was something she would never be able to accurately express her gratitude for.

"You survived, my love, because you're a fighter." Frigga continued, taking both of Regina's hands now. "And that's exactly how we are going to deal with this—by fighting, and winning—together."

Frigga folded her hands in front of her mouth to hide the small amused smile that had started to form looking at everyone's dumbfounded expressions. Regina had called an emergency meeting to inform them of the Wicked Witch's appearance, and the news that she was Regina's older sister shocked everyone just as much as Regina herself. They all started talking over each other and rapid firing questions that Regina handled with more patience than Frigga would have possessed.

Now it was silent again as everyone attempted to wrap their heads around it.

"I don't believe it…" one of the dwarves muttered almost under his breath, but his name escaped her.

Grumpy scoffed, "What? The Wicked Witch, the Evil Queen, both of them coming from the same mother shocks you?"

Regina bit her tongue but pinned him with a fierce glare. Frigga, however, did not have that much self-restraint, and she whipped her head around to skewer him with a look powerful enough to make him flinch.

"I would bite my tongue if I were you, Dwarf, lest you wish to deal with me."

"What?" He shrugged, "I'm just saying—"

"Let me be clear: Should another disrespectful comment toward my son's lover pass your lips, I can assure you, the dungeons in the Enchanted Forest will seem like paradise."

Grumpy's face went pale, and the look he saw in the goddess's eyes easily rivaled the Evil Queen's most murderous expression. He ducked his head down to avoid it, suddenly finding the table in front of him incredibly interesting.

"Sorry," He muttered.

There was a beat of tense silence before Regina cleared her throat.

"Anyway, the point is that she's finally made an appearance. Frigga and I have a plan. Zelena clearly thinks she has the upperhand, but with Frigga's magic we have an ace up our sleeve she knows nothing about."

"But what does she want?" David asked.

Regina sighed, "She didn't give me any insight into her plans. We know she wants your baby, certainly for the time travel spell. Besides that? More than likely, her plan involves killing me."

Frigga tensed despite herself. She and Regina might have discussed this, but it didn't make it any easier to hear.

"Why?" David looked at her incredulously.

Regina rolled her eyes, her patience waning. "Because clearly she thinks I somehow stole something from her even though I had no clue she existed. I don't know, David! It makes no sense, but jealousy and revenge often don't."

It was silent for several moments. Regina was about to open her mouth to end the meeting, but she heard Snow White speak before she got the chance.

"I don't understand," She said. Her brow was furrowed in obvious confusion and disbelief. "Cora had another child, you have a sister."

Regina took a deep breath, trying desperately to hold on to what was left of her patience.

"Yes, thank you for the reminder Snow. What's your point?"

"Well, why wouldn't she have said anything? She was your mother, are you sure she never mentioned it? There has to be a way we can find out more about what happened."

Regina glared at her immediately, "Oh, of course. You know what, you're right Snow. It must have just slipped my mind! Perhaps she would have been more inclined to tell you about her secret love child since the two of you were such good friends when you were a child."

Beside her, Frigga nearly cringed knowing Regina was referring to when a young Snow White told Cora a secret that resulted in the death of her first love. From the sudden loss of color on her face, it was clear that Snow understood the meaning as well. Frigga opened her mouth to put an end to this before it escalated any further, but Regina spoke again before she got the chance.

"I would love to talk to her about this, but seeing as she's dead I can't very well do that, can I? A fact you should be well aware of seeing as you're the one that killed her with that accursed candle. So tell me, Princess, what would you suggest?"

Frigga extended a hand to grasp one of Regina's, squeezing gently to soothe and comfort her. A tense silence stretched on for several moments following her outburst, during which the goddess saw many pairs of eyes flick back and forth between the two. Snow White was staring at Regina with wide eyes, clearly at a loss for words.

The tension broke when Regina sighed and rubbed a hand over her eyes. "Snow, I'm sorry." She apologized, looking across the table at the younger woman.

"I'm… I'm angry with Cora and nothing makes sense but I shouldn't have taken it out on you."

The younger woman looked just as shocked by the apology, but she finally found her voice. "No, it's okay. I understand. I'm sorry too, I wasn't thinking."

Regina nodded before standing from her chair. "Look, regardless of who this woman is, it doesn't change anything. I am not going to let her anywhere near you or the baby. I will do whatever is necessary to make sure she is not a threat."

"How?" Snow asked despite herself. "She's your sister; you can't just kill her."

"Why not?" Regina scoffed, "She wants me dead, and up until an hour ago I believed I was an only child. If she wants your baby for her idiotic spell, I will not hesitate to take her down. You will not lose this child like you lost Emma, you have my word."

"Now, if you'll excuse me," Regina moved away from the table with Frigga following suit. "We have work to do, and I have something I haven't had in a very long time."

"What's that?" Snow asked.

Regina turned around and smiled at her. "Someone to destroy."

She didn't pause to see Snow White's reaction, nor did she care what it was. Instead she took Frigga's offered hand and walked out of the room with her by her side.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading! Please review! Have a wonderful end of the week.

Until next time...

~Neve