Champagne Problems | A SwanQueen FanFiction

Chapter One: You Booked the Night Train for a Reason

Regina sighed heavily as she sat down on the stiff, washed out blue seat on the train.
She dusted off the rain from her beige trench coat and patted down her wet hair, half-heartedly trying to make it look tidy. The carriage was quiet, a novelty of the 2am train. The doors squeaked closed behind her as she settled in for the long journey back to StoryBrooke, Maine.

She winced at the high pitched ringing from the speaker above the door as it announced the next stop.  "This is Penn Station. Next stop New Rochelle Station." The robotic voice announced. The train was plunged into silence one it stopped except for the pitter patter of the rain and the low hum as the carriage rode along the tracks. It was occasionally interrupted by soft snores from dozing passengers in the few occupied seats. She wonder if this was really better than the bustling crowd the train was during the day that she had purposely avoided because now she was alone with her thoughts.

She couldn't stop the night before running through her head again and again like a broken record player. She laid her head against the window squeezing her eyes shut willing it to stop but to no avail. She was right back at the party dancing with Daniel.

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Her heels clack against the wooden floor accompanied by the soft classical notes playing from the speaker. Muffled shouting seeped in from apartment above them but they were used to it by now. Regina's light blue dress shimmered and sparkled at is it caught the glow of the street lights streaming in through the window as robin spun her around.

She giggled when she lost her footing and fell into her fiancé's chest. The scratchy polyester of his blazer matched his rough, calloused hands. Her adoring brown eyes gazed up into his blue, not noticing how they had dulled over the last few months. She reached up to kiss him but he pulled away, letting go over her hand.

He took a step back as she frowned softly in confusion. "Is something wrong, Robin?" She asked concern lacing her sweet voice.

He sighed heavily. "Yes. It's my wife, Marian. She's pregnant and she wants us to try again."

Regina's heart sank. "But you said you two were over. We're getting married!" She threw her left hand up showing off the simple diamond to emphasis her point.

"Not anymore. I'm sorry, Regina. I did- do love you but Marian is my wife and i made a vow 'till death do us part'" The words rang through her head in a cacophony of voices from her worst nightmare making her feel sick. She felt like she might break. She longed to be back in his arms just to stop her crashing to the ground as her legs trembled in her heels.

"You didn't give a damn about your vow when you were sleeping with me." She spat back as anger sparked in the pit of her stomach.

"I know" he said softly, suddenly finding the floor more interesting than her. "And it is my deepest regret." Regina wanted to scream. His biggest regret? That's all she was to him?

She couldn't think. Couldn't speak. Her lungs felt empty. Like he had taken all the air with him when he stepped away from her. The engagement ring on her finger was suddenly too heavy. The metal banned cut into her finger, throbbing with every painful, rapid beat of her heart

"I- I left Storybrooke for you! I gave up my position as mayor, my house, my friends, my father! I gave up everything for you! To be with you! Because I love you!"