Emma's POV
Roughly rubbing my eyes I tried to recall what had happened last night. Nothing.
I tried to calm myself down. Okay Swan, detract evidence from the scene. There's nothing odd on the floor, but I have a REALLY bad headache. Which could mean I have been hurt in that area, gotten drunk the night before or...
Miss Swan. Get out of my room and off my property right this instant.
...what?!
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Regina's POV
Warm rays of sunlight seep through my window. It's dead quiet and incredibly different to earlier on last night.
Last night.
Memories of the night before flash before my closed eyes. Hell. That is what I had been in. It had been so hot. Like I had been replaced with Idiot #1 in that burning room with fire. Served her right. But not me. Hell is the place of torture. Mother was that. I don't need it again.
I suddenly remember about my fever. I should check up on it.
I lift my palm up to my forhead. Hang on...where IS my fever? I'm not hot all over. Wait...of course I'm hot, just not temperature hot. And what about the headache? Alright so my head was still pounding but it had receded to a mere sting now.
I still have my eyes closed when I hear something. No. Someone.
Okay Swan, detract evidence from the scene. There's...
My eyes open instantly. No way. No way in goddamn history is Emma Swan in my room right now. But her voice is so clear in my head. It has to be real.
Welcome to hell again, Mayor Mills.
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FanfictionLet's face it. Emma Swan and Regina Mills do not mix well together. They fight, they bicker, they inflict pain within the other. But when a spell gone wrong is cast on them, and gives rather...interesting results, could this be the chance for a new...
