Just imagine. Our beloved SwanQueen sucked into a different universe, parallel universe, where everything is different yet these two women always find each other. I have been playing with this idea for a very long time, just imagining Emma and Regina in a different tv show ... in one of the many tv shows or movies that I love. I decided to give this a try. This is going to be a collection of shot stories inspired by tv shows with our two heroes as the main characters.

I hope at lease some of you will find it entertaining. Long live the SwanQueen.

This short story was inspired by the tv show Castle and the pilot episode "Flowers for your grave".

I own nothing, sadly.

Roses For Your Grave

„Detective Swan," a blond woman entered the room showing her badge.

„What did we get here?" she greeted everyone while looking around to take in the crime scene. Her eyes scanned the area trying to avoid all the CSI people who were collecting evidence. Her gaze stopped on a human body, lying on a table in the middle of the room. It was a woman, around thirty years old, positioned as if she was a statue, covered with flowers. Something felt familiar and she didn't know why. Yet. Her feet led her to the victim's head where she stopped and stared at it trying to figure out why this strange pose felt like something she has already seen.

„Of course!" she exhaled victoriously.

„Jones? Nolan?" the blond detective called her two partners. She knew they were there somewhere.
„Ay?" a dark haired man appeared in the doorway ready to assist to his boss.

„Does this look familiar to you?" she asked and when her second colleague David Nolan joined them, she began to explain.

„The body, the position, the flowers and look how the killer decorated her eyes. With rose petals," the detective summed up what they all could see. She put her hands in the pockets of her jeans and waited for the two men to share their own thoughts.

„Well, I think that he is a show off and he wants to share his creativity in a weird way.." before Jones could finish the sentence, Nolan decided to join the conversation.

„Or he is just a weirdo or someone who's mentally ill," Nolan added having no clue what this arrangement could mean.

„Don't you guys read?" detective Swan asked. How could they not know? It was so obvious.

„I read but I am more of a scifi fan," Jones tried to save the situation. The detective took few steps and closed the distance between all of them. She didn't want to say it out loud in front of everyone in case her suspicion wouldn't be correct.

„I think I have a party to attend," the blond woman said and the police men could hear a hint of excitement in her voice. She left the crime scene as fast as she arrived, jumped in her car and drove to one of the luxury hotels in the centre of New York. She knew exactly who to go to. Not only that she was a huge fan of this writer but also was pretty active in the fan club so she had information about what the writer was up to first handedly. She has always wanted to meet her favourite story teller but not under these circumstances. Her heartbeat went crazy when she stepped out of the elevator which took her to the roof of a building. She immediately became a part of a party.

„Calm down, Swan!" her inner voice tried to put her back on the ground because if she didn't have any self control, she would be floating in the air from joy. It took her few steps and her eyes met two brown orbs. At that moment she knew she had to stay strong and professional.

„Regina Mills," her lips silently let out the name of her favourite author who she was so grateful for not only because she loved the author's writing but also because the main character from her latests books Ruby Davies was the reason why she wanted to become a cop. She loved a good crime story and a strong female character showing the world that even a woman can do great things.

Regina Mills was in the middle of a speech so detective Swan didn't want to interrupt her and decided to wait when it's time for autographs. It's such a shame she didn't bring one of her books to let it sign by miss Mills. Maybe next time or maybe an interrogation will be needed. Regina finished her speech and got a very loud applause. The autographs were announced and all the people formed a queue. Regina went to an already prepared table and managed to sign few arms, some photos and one neck.

„Some people are just weird," the detective thought and smiled not realizing that few minutes ago she could also be considered weird. The blonde joined the queue even thought she didn't have to.

When it was almost the time for detective Swan to ask Regina Mills for an autograph, Regina turned around to face her manager.

„These parties are always the same. I wish there was something new, something .. I don't know … unexpected," she turned back to face the crowd and got ready to sign another book or a part of someone's body.

„So, where do you want it, friend?" Regina smiled at the blond woman having no idea of what was coming.

„Detective Swan, there's been a murder. We need to talk," the detective showed Regina her badge.

Regina took a deep breath not even trying to hide how shocked she was. Yes, she was surprised but she felt something else too. Was it curiosity? Was it excitement?

„Well, that's new!" Regina answered. She got up from the chair, called off the autographs and followed the detective to the elevator.

It was a beginning of a beautiful relationship none of them had any idea about while they were driving through the city to the police station. This case was about to bring something new into their lives and change both of them completely.

The End