Why does fate intertwine me with you?

What we see, and what we don't

Regina's POV

I don't understand what exactly happened this morning. Emma snatched the book she had been eyeing at in Henry's hands when she suddenly took off with it and ran. Idiot. Now I have no way of finding her and bringing her back to my son, who looks like he is just about to cry from fear of never seeing her again. Honestly, does she even realize the impact she has on others?

I groan and pick up my blazer from the coat rack. As I twirl around to face Henry, he stands there awkwardly and adjusts his head a little. "Are you going to find ma?" He asks me, a hint of anxiousness in his tone.

I roll my eyes. Emma is such an idiot. "Yes dear, I'm going to find Emma."

His smile was as radiant as the sun. "Thanks mom! You're the best!"

"Yes, and don't you forget that." I reply playfully with one of my fingers pointed teasingly at him for emphasis.

"I won't! See you soon mom!" He giggles before skipping off to go what I presume was watch T.V.

As I see him walk off, I smile, and step out of the comfort of my home. 'Now...I have an idiot to find.' I think.

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Emma's POV

In my bug, at the forest, on the edge of a cliff, I'm doing nothing productive. So far all I've done is stare at the almost, but unfortunately not entirely, blank page. How is it possible for something that was just a figment of my imagination to be able to appear in real life? And not only this...Regina must have forgotten about it in a long time; she didn't even notice it was hers! But she still will find out...so I have to hide it. But...I can't bring myself to do it. It's too peculiar to just throw away. So I'm stuck with it.

I slam my forehead frustratingly at the steering wheel. Why me?! Honestly...is Storybrooke just a 'Fuck Emma Up' town?! Ugh...now my head hurts. I shouldn't have slammed so hard. I think...I think I'm going to...to pass out. Yep. Because the world succumbs to darkness right before my eyes.

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Regina's POV

So I'm driving around town looking for that idiot when that odd feeling returns in the pit of my stomach. It's a lot easier to identify too, however this just makes me more confused. It doesnt even feel like my own; it's somewhat distant. I feel...I feel scared. But why would I be scared?! I am in no way fearful of Emma's well being, and I'm not in danger either.

And then it hits me. Hard. Emma. Henry. Potion. Curse. Emma's feelings going out of whack. Feelings.

...Oh dear. It's changed. I believe we no longer can read minds, we can read each others emotions.

I stare at the road, turning to the street where Henry's castle once was. Even though there is no castle there anymore, I know he goes there with Emma. Perhaps she's there and I'll find her. Or maybe I just want to go there and think. Because I'd much rather have the ability to share thoughts with Ms. Swan, than share my emotions.
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A/N

Okay just a real shortie here. -_- I hate shorties. But anyway you can thank oncefan12 for inspiring me to get off my lazy, but busy butt. Also, on that note, I will now be dedicating chapters to loyal fans whom I can identify. (You're all awesome tho :P) So...happy reading for the rest of ur probably epic lives! ;)