Lithium (Once Upon a Time)

Chapter Five: Prince of Darkness

Emma: Regina and I took Ophelia to the woods, where we planned to camp inside my yellow bug.

She was really frightened, poor girl, but at least she wasn't as Shakespeare depicted her, the damsels in distress.

"Do you think she's going to be fine?" I asked Regina, leaning for a soft kiss.

She stared at me and placed her hands on my shoulders.

"I hope so..." She said, sighing.

As her chocolate brown eyes stared into mine, I couldn't help but ask her how she knew so much about Hamlet and Ophelia, or at least seemed to.

"Regina...May I ask you something?"

I asked, as she created a fire in the ground, with her magic.

"Yeah?"

"Do you know Hamlet or Ophelia?"

"What?!" She looked surprised for the question and stared at me, thinking I would probably be looking as if I were certain that was a silly question. Then her eyes stared, static and serious, as she realized I was serious. "No." She said, assertively, yet her voice tone didn't seem to give one bit of truth to her speech.

"Regina..." I knew her too well, I knew when something was off with her.

"What, Swan?" I hated when she turned angry with me, yet I couldn't help but bit my lower lip when she spoke to me like that. She was so hot when she played rough.

"It's just that...How would Hamlet know about the curse? That magic is from the Enchanted Forest not here, plus...You seem to know a lot about him..."

"Well I know Shakespeare, Emma, that's all. Plus, Hamlet could learn about the curse just as I did...Rumpelstiltskin!"

"You think he may be the source of all of this?"

"He is always the source of our problems...Don't you remember?"

"Yeah...Pretty clearly..."

"But this Hamlet seems to be more powerful than the play predicted...And villainous."

"Yes, which is still weird, he was supposed to be the good guy." I said, placing my hand on my hips and trying to remember my boring Shakespeare lessons back when I was fifteen and had to tolerate the dreadful professor Sullivan.

"Peter Pan wasn't suppose to be either...Swan, stories aren't always as we think they are, we should know that better than anyone. And these stories...They're not like the fairytales were used too. If we are going to save these people, we're gonna have a long work ahead of us, because no happy ending was written for them. They were born out of sorrow, tragedy lives in their blood and pain and darkness are the last shadows that will paint their lives."

"Whoao...I liked when you said "we" as in saving these people." I said, smirking and biting my lip as my shaken hands touched Regina's hips.

"Well...You're the savior...and I'm your wife...So we're on this together."

"Yes, we are. It will be our own operation." I said, leaning for another sweet kiss, and crushing my breats against hers.

She smirked and as she smiled, her bright white teeth seemed to sparkle even in the dark of the forest.

I leaned closer and closer as she wrapped her hands around my brown leather jacket.

"I'm so on it...This will be operation Swan Queen. Because this time, we are the heroes."

I couldn't help but crush my lips against hers and as we rested in our embraces, we gazed upon the exciting new chapter that was about to unfold in a land of dangers, villains and shadows that we've never faced before.

One in which we would have to see if our love was stronger than Shakespeare's morbid and tragic quill.