Regina Mills found herself back in her house, almost in tears at the sight of the familiar place she had missed so much. Henry was beside her, putting a hand on her shoulder. She flinched at the touch and quickly looked back to see her son. "It's okay, mom. It's just me." Henry said.
Regina made a sad smile as she replied. "I just can't believe I'm back here again." She stared back at Henry. "I thought I would die in that house, Henry. I'm glad I see your face again. I'm glad we finally are together again."
"Me too, mom." He then wrapped his arms around her but she instantly flinched at the touch once again. This time she yelled at him firmly. "Don't touch me!" He heard the anger in her voice which made him jump with fright.
She quickly realized what she did and apologized. "I'm sorry, Henry. I didn't mean to; I'm so sorry." Henry was still scared of his mother's hostile outburst.
She hugged him now as Henry nodded anxiously. "Oh, forgive me, Henry. I thought you were- I don't know what came over me."
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Day 31:
Regina Mills wanted to run and grab the knife Jefferson held in his hand only to cut her own hand off. She could get her magic back and destroy the Mad Hatter. He now stood in front of Emma's mother, grabbing Snow's arm, and cutting it with the sharp blade. Strips of blood ran down her arm. He then started on her sides, cutting through her shirt, ripping it as blood seeped through. Mary Margaret cried in utter pain.
Once I get that knife, this will all be over. I'll kill that son of a bitch! Regina thought as she ran toward him, heading to the knife, and forcibly grabbing it out of his hand. She had it in her hand now, looking at her wrist with her cuff on it. In one second, she was about to cut her hand off to have magic once again.
"No!" The man screamed as she suddenly heard a gun go off. She instantly fell to the ground, cringing in pain, accidentally freeing the knife from her gasp. She realized extreme pain came from her thigh and knew he must have shot her. She sensed blood now seeping through her clothing and on the floor.
Both Jefferson and Emma noticed Regina dropped the knife so they both bolted toward it. "Emma! No!" Snow yelled for her daughter as they both reached for the dagger. With all Emma's strength she kicked him so she had a split second to grab the knife. She lifted and placed it on her wrist, about to strike.
Jefferson then swiftly stood up, and pointed the gun to Mary Margaret's head. "Emma, give me the knife or I'll kill her."
"You'll kill her anyways." Tears started to drip down Emma's cheeks. "What do I have to do? Please, I'll give you anything you want. Just don't hurt my mother anymore! You proved your point!" She dropped the knife on the ground in exchange for him to place the gun in his pocket again.
He sighed as he untied the ropes to allow Snow to be set free. "Alright." Emma and Mary Margaret hugged as blood dripped from her mother's arms and side. They both looked at Regina who held her leg that was covered in blood with a bullet wound visible.
Snow now fell to the floor by Regina, side by side, blood dripping from her wounds. "Mom!" Tears flooded Emma's vision as she saw her mother drop, weak from the loss of blood. As each second passed Mary Margaret felt even more lightheaded and weak.
Jefferson now stared at Emma as she stared back walking closely toward him. They finally only stood but an inch from one another. "What do you want?" She asked plainly.
The two women saw the man whisper into Emma's ear but they couldn't make out his words. "You are the only person I care about now that my daughter is gone." He said as Emma gulped. "I want us to be together." He paused as Emma froze at his next words. "I want to be intimate with you." Her stomach automatically became queasy. She then let out an uneasy sigh as her eyes widened. She stared blankly in front of her as she couldn't comprehend what the man had said. He then moved back in front of her face, almost touching his nose with hers. She gave one look back at Regina and Snow and nodded her head, yes.
Emma always had cared about Jefferson but not in the way he wanted her to care. She wanted him to realize that what he was doing was wrong and he had to let them go. But she also knew he was getting closer into the darkness each day and there may never be hope for him.
"What did you agree to, Emma?" Regina asked as she put pressure on her leg to try and stop the bleeding. "Whatever you agreed to, don't do it." Emma, don't be stupid. Why do you have to be so stupid? You can't fix this so don't try to. Don't try to be our Savior. Regina thought.
She stared back at Regina and then Jefferson again. "I have to." She looked back at him. "If I agree to this, you won't hurt them?"
"You have my word, Emma, for now."
Emma yelled. "They are bleeding! You have to help them!"
Jefferson nodded. "After."
"Emma, sweetie. Listen to me, don't do this. Please." Snow replied in tears, as her vision became blurry and her head felt dizzy. "Whatever it is, it's not worth it."
"To ensure both of your safety, mom, anything is worth it." Emma replied.
Snow knew exactly what the agreement had to be as the two headed toward his bedroom.
Miss Swan, What the hell are you doing? That was the last thought that crossed Regina's mind before turning to see Snow fade away into unconsciousness from too much blood loss.