In Darkness we are bound.

As Regina looked at her Evil counterpart, she felt all her emotions rage inside her. She watched as the Evil Queen came towards her, a wicked grin on her face as she said, "No, that's not true."

"I couldn't just stand by and watch the count kill my friends," Regina mustered to get out, why couldn't the Queen just leave her alone.

"And here I thought heroes always found a third way. Unless that of course that means, you are not a hero," the Queen gloated, knowing she had won because there would always be a shade of darkness within Regina, and she knew just how to get it out.

Regina had it, she ran towards her, her hands on the collar as she said, "I will rip your heart out!"

"Yes, that's the Regina I remember, we do like it rough, don't we?" the Queen said.

It was only then it dawned on Regina, the error in her ways as she whispered, "You didn't want the count to kill Snow and David. You wanted me to kill him."

"Well that was the only way to show you that no matter what you do, the darkness will always be inside, and that tiny bit of darkness, I awakened today is only going to grow," the Queen taunted, Regina tuned out the rest as she knew as she watched her powerless. Or that was what she felt, she knew the only thing she could do was to kill herself and that way kill the Queen. It had worked with Jekyll and Hyde, so it would surly work with them. If that was what she had to do to keep her family safe, then be it. It was better than to watch everyone tear themselves apart.

What the others said seemed to be a blur, even her wife, her Emma's word it was all that blur right then, when they went to bed that night. Hearing the love of her life fall asleep every so peacefully she herself couldn't sleep, and so she got up and walked down to her vault. She looked through her books trying to find a potion that would take them both out, the Queen's words sprung back in her head, like an involuntary memory she could not rid. We like it rough, we, there was no we in that sentence, jut the Queen. She liked it rough, whenever she indulged in rough sexual encounters, Regina had felt ovulated in every possible way. Angry tears rushed down her face as she decided, no this would end tonight, once and for all. She would find and brew a potion strong enough to kill both, before Emma woke and found her in the morning. Meaning she had what five hours or so before the alarm sounded in their bedroom. Would that be enough, it had to be.

She found the page in the book she was looking for and started on the task, making sure to double the measurement so it would be strong enough to kill two people at least. Tears running down her cheeks, bot because she had no doubts of the task at hand, but because she had to leave Henry and Emma behind. She knew how much it had hurt the blonde, when she had been with Robin so no one would ever find they were an item. It had hurt her just as much when Emma was with Hook, all to keep up the damn appearances.

It tore her apart inside out, as she sobbed silently knowing she would never hug or kiss her sweet Emma again. The one that accepted her spite her dark sides, the one who choose to see her as just Regina. The one that saw her when all the rest didn't. The one that always stuck by her side. The one she never expected to love, but that she loved beyond measures. She loved her more than she ever thought was possible, more than she thought she even loved Henry, but it was a different kind of love. The one she shared. Emma knew when something was wrong even before she had to tell her, but she never asked, she just held her close, not letting go. And in the end, she knew she didn't have to say anything, her worries just drifted when she was with Emma. Would she understand this Regina wondered, could she ever do so?

A deep sigh as she added a final ingredient, whispering, "Daddy, I will be with you soon."

That was her only comfort that she would end up with the man that had loved her more than she ever deserved. The man that forgave her for killing him, even if she didn't deserve it. The one that never wanted to leave her behind, the ones that tried to make her see reason when she couldn't. The one that kept his mouth shut when she went against her. He in the end didn't have to speak, the look in his eyes said enough.

She looked at the time two hours until Emma would notice she was gone, unless of course she woke early, thirty minutes to the potion was fully brewed, enough time to leave a note for her wife. A deep inhale and exhale. She found a quill in one of her many shelves, as she sat down to write, "Dear Emma, the love of my life. Please forgive me for this, but I saw it as the only way. I know we tried to find a way together, I just can't have her around anymore. The darkness kills me a little day by day, please tell our little girl I loved her always, I always would I know that much. I hate it had to come to this, but I love you always, and maybe some day we will be together on the other side. Take girl of our little girl, yes I know it will be a girl. Yours always, Regina."

The brunette cursed on the inside for crying on the parchment as she wrote. A deep breath as she looked at the black liquid in the cauldron. It didn't look too appealing, but then again death never would she figured. She took another deep breath as she poured it into a goblet, giving it a small smile. Perfection in every way, her craft, until the last drop.

"You did well, Regina, I am sure mother would be ever so proud," she whispered with a small hoarse laugh. With that she let the dark liquid slide down her throat. It didn't taste half bad. She smiled and waited, feeling pains unlike any other go through her as the golden goblet fell from her hand to the ground. She sank to the ground realizing her body changed rapidly from her current self to that of an old hag and seemingly back for some reason. As she lay there twisting in pain she only wished the Evil Queen did the same thing. And then it stopped, the pain vanished and one though, a word uttered her lips as regret filled her, not wanting to die after all, "Emma."

At another part of town, or more precisely Zelena's kitchen, the Evil Queen let out a scream of pain, waking Zelena from her sweet slumber. The Queen felt the pain being beyond compare striking her from nowhere. Tears in her eyes as she knew Regina had gone against every belief in her body in killing herself to get rid of her. She knew that the pain, the changes she felt, was herself dying. And maybe it was about time to let go, she would have liked to have gotten the choice herself, but there they were. As her eyes closed for one time, her final words were, "I loved you to the end."

The once Wicked Witch came running into the kitchen, only to see the Queen twist in pain. She didn't even need to ask as she knew what Regina had done, the evidence of the Queen within what seemed like seconds died before her eyes. She gasped as she saw the evil part, the part of her sister she felt most connected to was falling apart to before her eyes. First, she turned form her current regal self, to an old hag, sinking to the floor, then back to the currents self, before she turned to dust, she was gone. Tears In her eyes as she sank to the ground, whispering, "Regina."

Would her body be somewhere in the mansion, was it too late to bring her back? She got up frantically searching for her phone, once she found it, she dialed Emma's number, once getting her one the line, she in sobs got out, "Find Regina, vault now!"

Emma only half away looked at her phone for a second, then turned on the light seeing the bed half empty. Bare feet hitting the floor as she rand with hast down the stairs, to Regina's home study and past the secret passage to the vault. And there she found her, her beautiful wife, dressed in a squared pajama lifeless on the floor, a goblet next to her on the floor.

Emma sank down to her on the floor, like she years ago had done with Henry, whispering, "No, no, no."

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