[10 years ago]

Loud music can be heard from a small but busy bar on the main street.
A young girl with long, blonde curly hair walks in with her best friend, Lily.
"Come on, Emma. Relax. This is a break from college stress. Have fun." Lily tells her. Emma follows behind Lily slowly, but Lily is quickly distracted by a young guy and walks off.
"Great..." Emma mumbles. She walks towards the bar, alone. "Are you hiring?" She asks, not forgetting the main reason she allowed Lily to drag her along.
"Highly doubt it. Boss man probably won't." The bartender replies.
"Can I leave my CV?" She says, handing him the crumpled piece of paper.
"It'll probably end up in a drawer or in the trash. But can I get you anything?"
"Uh, a margarita please." She replies.
"So what's a pretty girl like you doing alone in a bar this late?" He asks her.
"Oh, I'm not alone," She tells him. "My friend is over there..." She looks behind her. "Somewhere." He turns around and gets her drink ready.

Another young girl walks towards the bar and waits for a few seconds before looking to her left, where she sees the most beautiful girl she had ever laid eyes on.
Emma looks to her right to see this person with long, dark hair staring at her.
"Can I... help you?" Emma asks.
"Oh, sorry." She replies. "Tequila," She tells the bartender. "You alone?"
"No, my friend is here somewhere,"
"Where is she?" She replies, looking around.
"With a guy, probably."
"You not got a guy?" She says, sipping her tequila.
"Nope, or at least, not yet,"
"Well," She releases her grip on her glass and extends her arm towards Emma. "I'm Regina. Regina Mills."
"Nice to meet you," She says, taking her hand and shaking it. "I'm Emma Swan." She says quickly.
"What?"
"Emma Swan," She repeats, this time more slowly.
"Let's see," she says, taking the crumpled paper. "Emma Swan. Active and extremely enthusiastic," she reads, giggling. "Way to sell yourself there,"
"What do you do?" Emma asks.
"I work for an international drug cartel." She replies, looking at the blonde. She breaks into laughter, as Emma laughs, unsure as to whether the brunette was joking or not. "Well, Miss Swan, who said anything about having to be with a guy?" She says with a small smile. She takes Emma by the wrist and slowly moves her hand towards Emma's, opening her fist gently with her fingers. She places her hand inside and Emma grabs on tightly. They both pick up their drinks with their free hands and drink them quickly before Regina pulls her up towards the floor.
"How about a little dance?"
Emma smiles and gladly accepts.
"So, Swan,"
"It's Emma,"
"Emma," She pauses, and then continues. "How old are you?"
"18. What about you?"
"19."
The two continued to talk and dance for a few more hours when Regina has an idea.
"Hey, Emma,"
"Yeah Regina?"
"How about we make this a little more personal and take it to a place more private?"
"Well, sure, but what about Lily?" She loos behind her and sees Lily having fun with that same guy.
"Oh, fuck it. Come and have fun with me." A smile creeps up onto Emma's face, followed by Regina's. "Come on." She says with a big smile as she pulls her away.

Regina takes Emma to a small apartment with one small bed.
"This your place?" Emma asks, half drunk.
"Yeah, it's not much, but I don't give a shit." Regina replies.
"So what are we here for?"
"I had something important to ask of you,"
"And what might that be, Madam Mayor?" She asked, calling her by the nickname she had thought of whilst they were out together.
"Well, Miss Swan, I've decided I'm not going to ask. I'm going to insist."
"Oh really?"
"Fuck me." She said, drunk.
"Wait, what?" Emma replied.
"You heard me. I want you to fuck me, Miss Swan. So get your ass over here."
Emma was apprehensive at first, until she realised something. She liked this girl. Yes, she may only have just met her a few hours ago, but she was sure she loved her. They were soulmates. She knew it.

Emma slowly began to unzip her dress from the back and it fell to the floor.
"That's it..." Regina whispered.
Emma slowly walked towards the bed on which Regina sat and slowly began to unzip Regina's dress. She pulled it from her body and looked down at her cleavage.
'Damn,' She thought. She knew that this was real. She wanted it.
Emma slowly buried her face into Regina's cleavage and put out her tongue. She licked her breasts and slowly moved upwards towards her shoulders and then reached hee neck. She stopped, as Regina placed her hand under her chin and lifted it so they were at eye level with each other. Emma stared into those chocolate brown eyes and saw love in them. Her face crashed into Regina's as she began to kiss her. Regina moved her face slightly so that their lips now touched, and soon enough they lay on top of each other, bare naked with their tongues touching.
They both found each other and now wanted each other.

The two soon fell asleep together and awoke very late that next day. They spent the day with each other, Regina took Emma to the mall and spoilt her. They later took a train ride, without Emma having a clue as to where they were going.
"Yeah, that apartment wasn't mine, I was borrowing it, but I found a nice hotel just for the two of us." Regina told her.
That night, Emma put the radio on and stood at the dresser looking through her Facebook with the radio on. Regina sat on the four poster bed and couldn't help but admire her wonderful girlfriend's ass. Of course she loved everything about her, but from behind she could see the booty and damn she loved it in those hot pants. She watched it as Emma moved it to the music until she couldn't take it anymore.
"For fucks sake, Emma get that ass here, now." Regina demanded.
"Of course, Your Majesty," She replied in her sexy voice that made Regina lose her shit. She slowly removed her shirt and Regina watched her.
"Come," She said, motioning her towards her with her finger.
Emma did as her queen said and moved towards her, moving around the bed pole and falling onto Regina.
"Damn I love you." She whispered.
"Don't go, Regina." Emma told her.
"Emma, I have to."
"Please," Emma looked up at Regina and gazed into her eyes.
"Then come." Regina told her.
"What?"
"Come to Bali with me. Come with me. Keep me company, babe."
"Regina, I don't-"
"Please, Emma,"
"What about college?"
"Quit, come with me and I'll give you everything, Emma."
"Don't I need to give notice?"
"Don't bother. Just stop turning up and come."
Emma stopped to think about it.
"Okay. I'll come with you."
Regina smiled at her and kissed her on the lips.
"I love you."
"And I love you too."

[A few months later]

"Regina, are you sure about this?"
"Of course I am," She says, fixing Emma's wig. "Now, you know the plan, right?" Emma nods.
"I land in Brussels and get the bag-"
"And you don't let go of that bag, you don't let it out of your sight,"
"Yes. And then I meet you at the airport later."
"Good. I love you, Emma." She tells her, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

Emma arrives at the airport and tries to find her bag.
"Shit," She whispers. She was the first off the plane, how could the bag be gone? "Shit, shit, shit, I'm so fucking dead," She muttered. "Regina's gonna go mad, she's gonna leave me, holy shit,"
She walked up to the information desk and asked, but she didn't know any french except the basics like 'bonjour' and 'au revoir'. She knew she was screwed.
"Mon bag," She said, trying to communicate with the man who couldn't understand her. She repeated it a few times until he could understand a little.
"Bags sometimes get put on wrong planes," He told her in a french accent, using the best english he could.
She went back to the carousel and waited, and waited, and waited.
Finally more luggage was coming around and she saw it.
"Mon bag!" She cried, and ran to grab it. She smiled and walked away.

Regina saw Emma fast approaching around the corner.
"Hey babe. Welcome to Brussels." Regina smiled at Emma, and she smiled back. "Wait, where did you come from?"
"Over there," She said, pointing in the direction she came from.
"You skipped customs?! Wow, Emma!"
"Wait, do I go back?"
"No! Just come on!" She chuckled and dragged her away by her hand to the taxi that takes them to their hotel.

[Present]

"Blood's fine," Dr Whale tells her. "Ever done drugs?"
"Not done them, but carried drug money."
"Any tattoos?"
"Yeah," Emma revealed her left wrist and showed the tattoo. "It's a lyon flower,"
"Why the lyon flower?"
"It's... special to me." She replies, thinking about the first ever flower that Regina had ever given her, a lyon flower. She felt every bit of regret for letting Regina make that mark on her, the 'special' part of her last sentence fading away.

She then left and went to see her councillor, Mr Hopper. He looked over her files and discussed some things with her.
As she began to leave, he stopped her.
"Emma, there's lesbians everywhere. Don't let them seduce you."
"Mr Hopper, I have a fiancé."
He paused.
"Nice..." Right before she opened the door she was stopped once more. "Don't have lesbian sex." He clarified.

She had one more thing she wanted to do. She was told that if she wanted to make a call she would need a PAC number, which would take a while, unless she cried.
She went into Mr Gold's office and began to talk.
"Mr Gold? They told me to come here if I wanted to get a PAC number..."
"Who's they?" He replied. She remained silent then began to cry.
"Mr Gold, please, my fiancé, he was terribly worried about me and I worried him a lot and I really need to phone him and let him know that I'm okay-"
"Close the door." He told her, and so she did. He pushed the phone towards her and she tapped in the number. "You got two minutes."
"Thank you," She whispered to him as the phone rang.

"Hello?"
"Killian!"
"You okay love?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"How's prison?"
"Terrible. I already hate it here and they gave us these soaps that are like fancy hotel soaps and no shampoo, and we're not allowed to sleep in the beds we have to sleep on the beds and-"
"I'll try get your commissary money to you asap, but for now you'll have to make do,"
"It's fine. What I'm missing most is you."
"I miss you too love. Lily came around yesterday. Said you're stupid. But she misses you."
"Tell her I'm sorry."

"Wrap it up now, Swan." Mr Gold tells her.

"I love you."
"Killian I'm sorry for everything and I--"

The line cuts off.

"Two minutes up, Swan."
She sighed and began to get up when he opened one of his drawers and placed a small bottle onto his desk.
"What's this?" She asked.
"Shampoo." He said. She smiled and left.

The next morning she woke up to the sound of Lacey.
"Swan, get up," Emma got up and looked at her. "If you want time to shower you better get going. You got flip flops? They've got them at the commissary."
"I've got no money."
"Damn. There's fungus and shit in the showers so I wouldn't go barefoot. Just a warning."
As Lacey moved away she caught a glimpse of maxipads. It was her only choice.

"Hey, hurry the fuck up," She heard a voice outside say.
"Sorry, coming out now,"
"There better be hot water left,"
"There wasn't much when I started."
She quickly wrapped her towel around her.
The woman looked down at her feet.
"Are they maxipads?"
"...maybe," She paused. "I have no commissary money."
"Well you got creativity. Now mind getting the fuck out of the way?"
"Sorry," She said walking away.

She walked through the toilets slowly towards the changing room but saw someone in the shower. Or rather, two people, one below and one above, and she couldn't believe who it was, Red and Mulan. Mulan was beneath her whilst Red enjoyed the experience from the top.

After her shower, she ran outside, desperate for fresh air. Prison life was already getting to her, she wondered how she would cope for the next few years.
"Is it a bad time to say hi?" Regina says as Emma screams.
Regina quickly put her hand over Emma's mouth, but Emma quickly pushed it away.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" She asks Regina.
"Saving your ass." Regina replies.
"You can't save my fucking ass, you're what got my ass here in the first place!" She shouted.
"Emma,"
"If you hadn't... seduced me that night in the bar and taken me away and fucked me I wouldn't be here right now, I would have finished college with a degree and-"
"Oh will you shut up, Miss Swan? That was what, 10 years ago now? And don't forget, I never seduced you, I asked you, and you wanted me, you quit college yourself, you didn't have to follow me around but you did. Now shut up. You're gonna get us caught, neither of us are supposed to be here, and if your fucking arguments get us caught I swear I will destroy your happiness." Regina snapped as she turned away towards the door. She quickly stopped, looked back at Emma and spoke. "If it is the last thing I do."
There was a long moment of pause, Emma felt truly scared by everything, all of her fear was coming through. As much as she tried to stop it, she couldn't. She went silent and didn't make a sound, she didn't move and she just stood in one place shaking.
"Emma," Regina said. "Come inside. You don't want to get caught."
Emma continued to stand frozen, and the look of fear on her face was evident. Regina walked slowly up to Emma and touched her hand when Emma jumped in shock from her fear and glared at Regina, right before she stormed away. Regina stayed for a few seconds with a look of guilt and hurt on her face before looking back and walking inside.