Regina pulls the car into park and yanks the keys out of the ignition.

She gets out of the car and slams the door behind her, her hands and mind burning, furious at Mary Margaret for interfering with an important conversation.

She flies down the hallway, her stare cold enough to turn someone to stone.

She finally gets to Henry's classroom and pushes open the door, crossing the room and grabbing Henry's backpack, handing it to him.

"Mom" Henry says quietly, looking around the room, mortified.

Regina stops for a minute to look around the room at the many tiny faces staring at her with gaping jaws, shocked.

She sees Mary Margaret out of the corner of her eyes and grunts to herself.

Mary Margaret decides to remain calm, she's learned over the years that stooping to Regina's level does nothing but make matters worse.

"Miss Mills" Mary Margaret begins, "Is there something I can help you with?" she says coolly.

"No. I just need my son" Regina says, helping Henry gather his things.

Realizing that Regina is in a panic instead of being calm in a crisis per usual, Mary Margaret turns to face the class.

"Class, please read through chapter 4, I want one page of notes front and back please" Mary Margaret says. The class groans in unison as Regina and Henry begin to leave the room, Mary Margaret in tail.

"Regina wait" she says, running up behind her and grabbing her arm.

Regina swivels around, revealing a face full of tears. 

"Regina?" Mary Margaret says questioningly, cocking her head slightly.

Regina turns her face towards the floor, wiping away at the hot tears burning her face. She hates showing signs of weakness, and Mary Margaret knew that, so she gives her a moment to compose herself.

"Mom is gone" Henry says quickly, before Regina can respond.

"What?" Mary Margaret says, a look of panic flashing across her face, taking a step closer to Regina.

"What. Did. You. Do" Mary Margaret says lowly, demanding an explanation.

"I didn't DO anything!" Regina says back, her voice cracking, frustration setting in.

"Where is my daughter" Mary Margaret says in a low growl, taking a step closer to her, no room between them.

"I don't know!" Regina yells back, more tears streaming down her face.

Henry takes a step back, shocked to hear her yell, which she never did. Usually she just resorted to intimidation and magic.

"I don't know" Regina says quieter, her head falling.

"Dammit" Mary Margaret says, turning around and walking down the hallway.

"Where are you going?" Regina says, calling after her.

"I think I'm going to need a sub" Mary Margaret says, picking up the classroom phone.


After she had called in an emergency substitute, Mary Margaret joined Henry and Regina in the slick black car, which was parked half-ass in the school's parking lot.

"So what's our plan" Mary Margaret says, slamming the back door of the car.

"WE don't have a plan. You can't leave StoryBrooke. You need to stay here" Regina responds with a layer of snark. 

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