Chapter thirty-five

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Notes from me: I am so sorry for the wait! Scholl has been crazy, but after exams, I am hoping to have much more time to write! Please enjoy and I will do my best to reduce the wait between chapters. Happy reading!

Then she felt as if she were floating. She lost sight of The Dark One in a cloud of purple smoke and tried not to throw up when her stomach lurched. Then she felt something tickling her back and exposed skin and everything was bright. She slowly brought her hand up to cover her eyes from the painful light and shifted her head to the side. Green. Grass. She wasn't on the beach anymore!

She tried to sit up, but her muscles still weren't cooperating and she slumped back down onto the cool grass.

Through the earth, she heard a pounding and rumble, then several gasps and cheers of joy.

"Moms!"

"Henry!" Both Regina and Emma forced themselves into sitting positions, despite their aching muscles and the dizziness.

Their son came running down the castle grounds to where everyone had landed by the stables. Close behind him, Emma saw her parents and the dwarfs, Ruby and a few others she knew from Storybrooke.

"Moms!" Henry threw himself around Emma and reached as far as he could to pull Regina into his embrace.

"Emma!" Snow and Charming fell to their knees and wrapped themselves around Emma and Henry, both with tears in their eyes.

"Emma, sweetheart, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Snow asked frantically pulling at Emma's arms, checking for any hair out of place.

"I'm fine, just don't pull," Emma said smiling at her mother before pulling her into another strong hug. "I missed you, mom."

"We missed you, too, Emma." Her father ran his hand over her hair, laughing when it got stuck in all its tangled mess.

"So, did you do it? Did you bring him back?" Grumpy demanded.

"I believe so," Regina answered with her arms around Henry.

"We did. I know we did, he kinda spoke to me," Emma confirmed.

"And he was the one to cause those devils to retreat," Robin added. He and his men were spread out on the grass, surrounding Emma and Regina in a large circle.

"Devils? What does he mean?" Snow looked from Robin to her daughter, her eyes searching for an explanation.

"It's a long story," Emma sighed and stood up with the help of her father. She looked around. Everyone seemed to be here; all of Robin's men, both knights, Bruin, Regina, Hook. Her brows furrowed. That couldn't be right. "Guys… where are Neal and Belle?"

****SWANQUEEN****

"NOOOOO!" Elphaba shrieked, lashing out at the unfortunate creature who had been the bearer of bad news. "How could they have possibly defeated an army of flying mutant monkeys?! HOW?"

The creature shrunk back, dodging flying objects and flinching when the fast movements injured his crisp body.

"Dark One… M-magic. Pain," the creature stuttered. This one was not above using the simplest words in order to communicate and for that, Elphaba wanted to strangle him.

"How could you have let this happen? They were men! Maybe a dozen of them! And you were hundreds of flying magical beasts!" Fire erupted from her hands, encasing up to her elbows in hot, furious flames.

The creature ran, terrified of his mistress' fury. His retreat, however, only made her fury burn hotter. Repulsed by his cowardice, she hurled a fiery whip and reduced the animal to ash.

Now, because of her army's failure, she was reduced to less than half the monkeys she started with and even farther from her goal of being the conqueress of the Enchanted Forest, now that the Dark One had been resurrected.

Seething, she turned back to the mirror. The golden face of the Dark One had disappeared and she was grateful. She had seen everything. The battle, Emma and Regina's magic, and the exact moment he returned. When he first opened his eyes, Elphaba had felt as if he could see her and a cold sweat erupted over her body in terror. She knew he had seen her through her invisible spy and all the way to Oz. He knew of her, and that was deadly.

She slowed her breathing and the flames licking up her arms calmed to the glow of hot embers. She watched the reunion take place at the Golden Palace. Emma and Regina held their son and the King and Queen embraced their daughter. It was all very disgusting.

She flicked the fingers on her left hand and the image shifted like ripples over water, changing what she was looking at until she saw the unmistakable interior of the Dark One's castle, and sitting in the middle of the large open room with high windows, mountains of junk all around and holding a cup of tea, was Rumplstilskin in the flesh.

"Hello, dearie," she heard him speak in her head.

"Dark One." She narrowed her eyes at him through the glass, careful to show very little emotion for his presence in her mirror.

"Pleased to see me?" He smiled, taking a sip from the chipped cup.

"Well, of course! It is wonderful to see you so well again, Dark One," she said with a false smile.

He laughed and bounced to his feet, approaching until Elphaba felt the need to step back from the mirror. "Still so full of lies, dearie? I think you would rather see my head on a spike, hmm?"

"I will be honest; the thought had crossed my mind…"

"Especially with this new plan you're brewing. I think you'd have much preferred I stayed exactly where I was."

"What do you know of my plan?"

He giggled and spun on his heels, twirling around to room in his golden and glittering attire. "What plan?"

Elphaba's eye brows furrowed in confusion. This man is a puzzle, and it's missing a few pieces.

"Just be sure you don't get caught in your own trap, dearie."

The mirror clouded over with thick grey smoke and once it cleared, Elphaba faced herself in the crystal surface.

****SWANQUEEN****

Emma stared at the ceiling and walls of her room in the palace, absentmindedly going over the gold and dark red designs; following them with her eyes until she became cross eyed. No matter how hard she tried, she could not fall asleep. All she saw was the wallpaper and furniture; all she heard was the sound of her own breath. Not even Henry's anymore. Apparently, while she'd been away, he'd been given his own room down the hall.

Lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely, I have nobody for my own… She silenced her internal grumbling and sat up in her humongous bed. She has somebody. She has somebody who's just as lonely as she was, only in a separate wing.

Emma quickly scampered out of bed and threw on the clothes she'd been wearing earlier and quietly inched her door open. She peeked her head outside and, satisfied that there was no one around, crept out and tiptoed down the hall.

She made it to Regina's chambers without so much as a close call with any living being and tapped on the door once before slowly pushing it open. "Hey, Regina?" she whispered into the quiet room. She pushed the door open wider and slipped her thin frame in and shut it softly. "Regina?" she crept in farther, her hand sweeping over the walls to lead her to the bed chamber.

She'd only been in here once before, the day she got all her memories back. The first day she kissed Regina.

She followed the short hallway to the largest of the rooms – the bedroom – with thoughts of Regina's lips urging her through the darkness towards the soft glow of candles seeping through a gap of the partially open door.

She gently pushed the door open, her eyes accustoming quickly to the warm light of multiple burning candles.

"Emma?" Regina turned to face the blonde woman standing in her doorway. She sat at her desk; several books, large and small, open on her desk.

Once she and the others had returned from their quest to free the Dark One, Regina had resumed working on her theory for returning Henry's memories. Though she hadn't needed it to being back Emma's, she continued her labours in hopes that it would soon bring the son she's always known back to her.

"Hey," Emma said sheepishly, running a hand through her blond curls. "I was umm… I couldn't sleep so I thought I'd come over here and uhh…"

Laughter flowed from Regina's lips like a small bubbling stream; the beauty erased Emma's shyness about being lonely and coming to her love for company.

"I see. You were lonely so you'd thought you would come and disturb me at my work," Regina teased.

"Something like that." Emma grinned stepping into the room and closing the door behind her. "Honestly though, I thought you'd be sleeping, so I was just going to crawl into bed with you and get some sleep. It's hard sleeping alone now."

Regina's eyes filled with love and she beckoned Emma over to her. The blonde complied, walking over to the desk and wrapping herself around Regina's shoulders and placing a kiss on her neck.

"Trying to get Henry's memories back?" she asked, kissing along the smooth skin of Regina's neck and down to where her nightgown slipped off her shoulder.

"Mmmm, yes," Regina hummed. "I hope to have my plans ready within a few days." She wanted to talk to Emma about her plans; in fact, she had wanted to discuss it with her the next day. But now, when Emma was here with her, all she could think of was Emma's lips against her skin; Emma's fingers brushing over her shoulder and how she wanted more.

"You never told me about that dream you had," Regina whispered in her ear.

"My dream… oh my dream!" Emma tried to hide her blush by pushing her face into Regina's long brown hair. "It was nothing."

"No, darling, come on. I want to hear about it. You seemed very excited the other morning," Regina urged her, adding a seductive tone to her already low voice.

"It… it was just us… you know…" Emma said slowly, her blush deepening.

"Mmmm I think I do know. Tell me, darling, what happened in this dream? What did you do? What did I do?" Regina stood slowly and put her hands on Emma's chest and gradually backed her up to the king sized bed.

"Well, uhh, we were… unclothed and we were… being intimate," Emma began as eloquently as she could manage – which wasn't much, because she knew where Regina was pushing her. She squeaked when the backs of her legs hit the bed and she fell over onto her back; Regina leaning low over her.

"Keep going," Regina whispered against her gooseflesh as she started to kiss along Emma's jaw and down her neck.

"You were… on top and you, kind of… went down my body… kissing and licking me," Emma stuttered out. Regina pushed her farther up the bed and laid flush against her body; her arms pinning Emma's above her head.

"How far did I go?"

"All the way."

Regina chuckled seductively and – keeping Emma's arms pinned with one hand – brought one arm down between their bodies and gingerly stroked over Emma's sleep shorts. "All the way to here?"

Emma couldn't speak, so she simply nodded.

Regina worked quickly and smoothly to remove the shorts and Emma's top followed. Regina's hands roamed over the exposed skin eagerly; Emma tried to remove the nightgown, but she whenever she tried to move her hands, Regina would tighten her grip and give her a sharp bite.

"Do you promise to stay still?" Regina asked suddenly, looking into Emma's lust filled eyes.

"All right."

Regina was off her in a flash and standing before her. Then, she undressed. Her nightgown fluttered to the floor and Emma's jaw nearly from its hinges. She wore nothing underneath.

Before Emma could do anymore gazing, Regina was back on her; kissing her with such intensity, Emma believed she would come undone then and there.

Then her bra was removed and the kissing slowed. Regina pulled away first to grin down at her love. However, it was not one of her beautiful loving smiles, but the wolfish grin dripping mischief and sex-filled eyes.

Regina began her descent down Emma's body, startlingly similar to Emma's dream. She stopped at each breast, and then continued on over her stomach. When she came to the tops of Emma's panties, she lightly skimmed over them; her fingers delving just under the top and then down over the material to feel just how wet she was.

Dark caramel colored eyes met bright emerald ones and a flood of arousal flooded between Emma's legs. That smile… Emma thought she would never see anything else in her entire life more arousing than that grin on Regina's lips. But then the brunette between her legs kissed her hip and carefully bit the fabric of her panties and pulled them down her legs slow and sensually.

Fuuuuck I can be wrong this time, this is the sexiest thing I will ever see. Emma's fought to keep her eyes open, but the sensations were just too strong. Her eyes squeezed shut and a small whimper crawled its way out her throat.

"Don't worry, darling, I will take care of you…" Regina husky voice drifted up to Emma's ears and then Emma's hips shot violently off the bed.

Regina ran the flat of her tongue over Emma's wet folds once more, eliciting the same reaction as the first; Emma's hips flew off the bed and a loud moan filled the room. She pinned her love's hips to the bed with both hands.

With her hands now free, Emma ran through Regina's thick hair, pulling slightly and running her nails along her scalp.

Regina moaned into Emma's core, the taste of her love on her tongue and Emma pulling her hair sent a gush of wetness through her, sending her closer to the edge.

Regina moaned a second time when Emma pulled her hair harder; then pushed her farther into her core. She twisted her tongue through Emma's folds; licking away every drop of her arousal. She flicked Emma's swollen clit and then covered her hole and sucked gently.

"GINA!" Emma screamed as her orgasm exploded through her body; the force of it knocking away Regina's secure grip on her hips as they flew off the bed and her hands tore at the sheets.

Regina's fingers quickly replaced her tongue, rubbing her clit and sliding a single digit inside to prolong Emma's pleasure.

Emma's body went limp on the bed; her hands releasing the expensive sheets and relaxing into the softness of the mattress. Regina crawled her way up to lay beside her and – making sure she caught Emma's eyes – slipped her finger covered in Emma's juices into her mouth. It came out with a pop, and Emma's lips were on hers; sucking away any residue of herself.

They moaned into each other, deepening the kiss. Emma brought Regina closer, their naked bodies fitting together like clay moulded together, becoming one piece.

Emma slowly rolled herself on top of Regina and deftly slid a knee between her legs.

Regina's reaction was automatic; she rubbed herself against the strong thigh, coating it with her arousal; slickening the smooth skin until she slid with ease.

Emma grabbed at Regina's ass with one hand, massaging it viciously, while her other hand slid across her arousal coated thigh to run themselves over Regina's folds. Her hips bucked harder, encouraging Emma to delve farther in.

The blonde complied. She slid two fingers inside Regina's tight hole and began to thrust them deep inside her. Regina hips synchronised to Emma's thrusts. The blonde's thumb came up to circle Regina's swollen clit, around and around; then pressed hard and Regina gasped.

"More," Regina begged breathlessly.

"You got it, babe," Emma whispered in her ear and kissed it softly before inserting another finger without breaking the contact her thumb had with Regina's sensitive clit.

Their rhythm never slowed and never went out of synch. Regina's insides tightened and felt her orgasm build inside her. So… close…

Emma brought her face back to hers and brushed over her lips softly. "Regina." Emma's breath ticked her cheeks. She opened her eyes slowly to see her beloved watching her intently, her eyes so filled with love and lust, Regina came undone by their pure beauty with the words I love you drowned out by her moans.