Ah! Okay so I'm back with yet another story. Originally, this was a prompt, and now is that I'm getting it up. It is a multi-chapter, it isn't finished. I hope you enjoy! :) Let me know your thoughts :)

AN: I own nothing.

"Through your bedroom window, you look so sad at night and I imagine I am what you need, but then I realize that's crazy."

David was over at Kathryn's house, picking up the last of his boxes. He was just moving out. Their divorce had been finalized a few days before and now he had come in to pick up his belongs, since he was moving out. Their marriage had ended rather amicably, so there was little to no animosity between the two. Kathryn smiled at him and handed him his last box as he put it the others in the back of his car.

"So, did you find a place to stay then?" Kathryn asked her now ex-husband, a small smile on her face because she did still care for him after all.

David smiled and nodded as he hefted the last box into the back of his car, "Actually, I did. Mr. McVeigh had an apartment for rent in his building… It's the one in front of the Mayor's house."

Kathryn grinned, "That's great, David!"

"I like it; it's actually very quaint and small."

"That's really good, Dave, I'm glad. Have you got everything you need?" She asked.

David nodded, "Yep, I'm all packed up… Mm, thank you, Kathryn."

"You know David; you were a pretty bad husband. But as an ex-husband? You're actually not half bad," she gave him a small laugh.

The sandy brown-haired man chuckled and replied with a charming smile, "And I'm just getting started too."

Kathryn laughed lightly and hugged David tightly, "If you need anything, just call, alright?"

He nodded, returning the hug, "I will, thank you. Same goes to you, Kathryn."

And so he turned and got into his car and drove off once they let go.

David had already made up his mind; he hated moving! Everything was in boxes, scattered all over the small apartment. He had begun the process of organizing his things; however, it seemed that no matter how many things he put in order, the place still looked like a tornado had gone through. He rubbed his face and sighed as he put away the plates Kathryn had bought for him when the two had gone shopping for his apartment a few days before. He looked out the window above his sink.

His apartment was on the second floor and was actually in the same line of vision of the second story of the brunette Mayor's house. From what he could tell, his kitchen window looked out into her hall. David paused and went into his small office and looked out that window. There he noticed that this window looked out into Regina's bedroom. He shook his head and went back to his kitchen to finish his tasks.

A few hours later, he had disposed and organized the boxes that went in the kitchen and he moved into his office to begin working there. As he moved diligently to put away the stupidly large amounts of books, he happened to glance out his window and see Regina walk into her bedroom and turn on her light. Her curtains were wide opened, but he didn't think she had noticed considering she had begun to undress now and hadn't closed them yet.

Quickly, David looked away to preserve her dignity and he began to work on putting things away again. About half an hour later, he turned back to look out the window and the scene in front of him actually baffled him slightly. Her window was still opened and her nightstand light was on, giving the room a nice dim, yellowish glow. It all almost illuminated her and made her look somewhat celestial because of the cream color of her pajamas, which contrasted with her dark raven hair and pale skin. She had already removed all of her makeup, David noticed, because of the paleness of her lips.

David was then even more startled when her face contorted marginally and tears found themselves slithering down her cheeks. He wasn't sure what was going on. Never did he think that someone as strong and beautiful as Regina would need to cry. Yes, the thought was ludicrous, because he knew that everyone had a weak moment. But this wasn't just anyone! This was Regina Mills! This woman could move mountains on command, so why was she crying? He watched as sobs seemed to overtake her body and she shook as she cried harder, wrapping her arms around herself and hugging herself tightly.

It had been two weeks since David moved into his apartment and things were going quite smoothly. Though, there was something that was troubling him greatly. At first he thought he should ignore it; never was he one to stick his nose where it didn't belong. However, David felt that this particular issue had gone far too long already. It'd seem that it was almost every night; David would catch a glimpse of Regina in her bedroom, looking absolutely distraught. It was beginning to tear him up inside more and more and he wasn't very sure why. He felt an odd tug in his chest and he wasn't very sure why.

David couldn't help but wonder what would cause this woman to break down like this. Then there was the nagging in the back of his head and suddenly, before his eyes he saw the memory of a few months ago, at Regina's house; that night when he rejected her. It'd be arrogant of David to think that he was the cause of this. He moved away from the windows and crushed a few of the boxes that were empty and he thought to himself, that maybe it wasn't just him. Maybe it was multiple events of being turned down...

It wasn't as if Regina was treated very nicely in town. He had made note at way some people looked at her or spoke about her behind her back. And sure, she was a rather... Strict person, for lack of a better term, and she did seem very icy, but was he really the only person who saw through that? And now what he had just seen, his assumptions were obviously correct. He had seen it when she smiled from time to time; but he'd never been too sure until now. Never did her smiles reach her chocolate eyes. Never had he heard her let out a full laugh nor did he ever see her truly happy. Now seeing her cry like this... Everything seemed to click. The broken look that was often in her eyes, the frown that sometimes found way to her face. David hadn't been reading too much into it; he wasn't just imagining all of this.

David knew that Regina would probably never cry or break down like this in front of anyone. This was Regina after all. Regina, who was just as weak as the rest of them, but under no circumstances dared to show it. She, who would also try her best to personify perfection despite the laws of life against her. Nonetheless, she was also the woman who had saved his life and was always on his side. He had an odd, irksome need to hold this woman. But that was probably highly inappropriate, given everything; especially his recent divorce.

He had just finished up cleaning his kitchen after dinner and went into his office to get some reading done. His curtains were opened and he could see into Regina's bedroom; this had not been done purposely. As if on cue, the raven-haired woman walked into her bedroom. It was the same time as every night. "She's so going to get a restraining order against me…" David mumbled to himself as he put down his half-read book and got up, rubbing his face.

Enough was enough.