(A/N) So first thing, I like Henry, but I am pro, Regina. So this story will be on Regina's side, for many reasons. It does not mean I do not like Henry, I do.

This will be an OC story; the pairing is Regina/OC. Or Regina/Myrkur, he's the OC.

His name means something in another language that will be known later.

I am not stopping my other fanfic. And these season chapter's will be short.

(By the way, Regina was never with Graham here.)

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The evil queen appeared in a swirl of purple magic, She started pacing around the grey floors raging at snow white and her wedding.

"I guess it didn't go too well, now did it, dearie." said a man laying on a bed.

He was wearing a black sleeveless v coat, pants, leather boots, and a black silk shirt. He had pale skin, dark black hair that seemed to suck in the light around him, and silver eyes that glowed slightly when caught in the light.

Regina glared daring him to say more. The man looked away muttering to himself.

"Well, it's not as if you are using my-" the man started before he was cut off by the door.

"Would you like something to drink?" Henry asked his daughter.

"Do I look like I need a drink?" she replied a slight glare on her face. She grabbed the cup and took a sip.

"And you Myrkur?" Henry asked the man on the bed.

"And what do you plan on doing?" questioned the now named Myrkur as he grabbed a glass of wine from Henry.

"The Dark Curse" she replied smirking evilly. Causing Myrkur to cackle wildly into the night.

...

Twenty-eight years later Myrkur opened his eyes, laying in a hospital bed.

...

"Your Henry's birth mother," Regina said. Her emotions were swirling. Not only was Henry missing for most of the day, only now found, but Myrkur had also disappeared from the hospital.

"Hi," Said Emma nervously.

"How would you like a glass of the best apple cider you have ever tasted?" Regina asked after a pause.

...

After her conversation with Ms. Swan, and Henry refusing to open his door. Regina just wanted to crawl into bed and worry about this tomorrow. Unfortunately, someone was still missing.

Picking up her phone she dialed a number.

"Graham, have you found him?"

"No Madam Mayor-" he started to reply.

"Well, you are going to keep searching until he is found" she ordered as she hung up her phone.

Sighing to herself Regina headed to her bedroom. Hopefully, she would be able to get some rest and stop thinking of Myrkur.

Opening her door, Regina froze as there, laying down on her bed, was Myrkur.

"Miss me, dearie," Myrkur said with a grin.

Still staring Regina closed the door behind her. Moving towards the bed, she touched his face.

"Your here," Regina said with a small smile.

"Well of course I am, my queen."

He looked slightly different. His eyes were no longer silver, now a light grey. His hair while still a dark black no longer seemed to suck in the light. And he was dressed in black jeans and a white t-shirt.

"What happened?" asked Regina.

"I would assume that with me being me and all, and the curse being what it is. There were slight complications". He replied as he lay on his side.

"Slight" huffed Regina. "You were in a coma for 28 years".

"At least I kept my memories."

"It's not as if anyone could take your memories," she said as she got up from the bed and headed to her closet.

"But it's fun watching people try," he said with a laugh.

Rolling her eyes, Regina changed into her nightgown. Taking a glance at Myrkur, she saw him dressed in a black pair of shorts and a shirt.

"Where did you get those," she asked. "And do you still have your magic?".

Myrkur simply looked at her.

Right he was changed, and it looked like he didn't move at all, magic.

"For the moment all I can do are parlor tricks. It seems that either the curse or the coma has weakened me for the time being," he said as he closed his eyes.

Getting into the bed, Regina frowned. "Will it come back. Or are you going to lose your magic as well."

Myrkur smiled. "I can feel my power returning very slowly. At the rate, it might be years till I am at full power."

"How does it feel to be powerless," Regina asked as she smirked evilly.

"Odd. I have never felt like this in all the years I have been alive," said Myrkur as he leaned over and started to kiss Regina.

"Mmmnnn. But what about Henry-"

"Won't hear Regina; at least I hope not."

"You do have 28 years to make up for," Regina said with a wicked smile.

...

The next morning Regina went to wake Henry for school While Myrkur took a shower. 

As he was getting dressed in black jeans, a white dress shirt, a black leather vest, black boots, and a silver/black single earring in his ear. He heard Regina yelling throughout the house.

"Henry, Henry where are you. This isn't funny Henry."

Heading downstairs Myrkur saw Regina coming out of the kitchen.

"He's not here Myrkur," said Regina in a worried voice.

"Calm down Regina. Where should we go to first."

"Graham, he can help look for Henry. He's the sheriff here".

"Let's go then."

When they arrived at the sheriff station, Regina saw Emma behind bars of one of the cells. "What is she doing her and do you know where Henry is," Regina asked as they entered.

"Lady, I haven't seen him since I dropped him off at your house," Emma replied, "And in case you haven't noticed, I got a pretty good alibi."

"Well, he wasn't in his room this morning." Regina retorted.

"Did you try his friends?" Emma asked.

"He doesn't really have any friends." Said Regina. "He's a bit of a loner."

"Every kid has friends. Did you check his computer?" Emma asked. "If he's close to someone he'd be emailing them."

"And you know this how?" Asked Regina

"Finding people is what I do. Here's an idea. How about you let me out, and I'll help you find him. 

"Fine."

As the sheriff unlocked the door to the jail, Emma asked about Myrkur.

"Who are you?"

Glancing at Regina Myrkur waited to hear what she would say.

"He's a coma patient that woke up yesterday," Regina said while taking a glance at Emma. "And my lover."

Grinning to himself Myrkur turned to Regina. "Well, Regina while the rest of you go look for where Henry went. I will familiarize myself with the town and possibly come across him."

Nodding Regina left with Graham and Emma.

As Myrkur was walking around the town, he saw quite a few of the people he had either spied on or had met when working with Regina. 

As he was walking Myrkur smirked darkly when he saw Mr. Gold. Interesting enough Mr. Golds eyes widened slightly and flashed with recognition when he saw him.

"It seems that someone else has kept memories."

Smiling to himself Myrkur headed back to the mansion to see if Regina had found this boy she had adopted while he was in his coma.

A half-hour later and Myrkur reached Regina's mansion. He walked through the front door not bothering to knock. As he entered he saw Regina sitting on her sofa drinking wine.

"Bad day?" he asked.

"Ms. Swan, Has decided that she should be staying in Storybrooke." Regina spat out.

"Is she now," Myrkur replied.

"For the week at Grannys Inn."

"I gather you aren't happy about that."

"She is trying to take Henry away!" Regina said angrily

"Hmm... About Henry, does he know about me?" Myrkur asked.

"Well, we have been visiting you for years now," she replied.

Myrkur raised an eyebrow.

"Sigh,  I told him you were my future husband," Regina said, her cheeks reddening slightly.

"You've let go of Daniel then?"

"Yes, not having you here for the past 28 years made me realize I was foolish for holding on to someone who I loved when I was younger. Not only that I've known you for a very long time, and in the time you have been helping me get over him." She said while grabbing Myrkur's hand.

Myrkur smirked. "I thought it would take a couple more decades for you to get over him."

"My revenge on Snow White fueled my hatred and kept the pain fresh in my memory." Said Regina. "These past years have helped me get over it even if I still see her, that and he would have hated who I have become."

"I encourage it," Myrkur said still smirking.

"Of course you would." Regina rolled her eyes.

"Enough of this," Myrkur said. "We need to get to bed."

"What, no talk of a ring?"

"Of course I am getting you a ring, as soon as my magic comes back," Myrkur said carrying Regina up the stairs to the room.

...

The next morning Myrkur went downstairs without waking Regina and started making breakfast. He needed to make a good impression on the kid after all.  Hearing soft thuds on the stairs, Myrkur glanced up and saw Henry.

"Hey Henry, I made breakfast."

Henry stared shocked at the man in the kitchen. "I thought you were in a coma," Henry said sitting on a chair by the island counter.

"Woke up two days ago," Myrkur replied while giving Henry a plate of waffles and sausage.

"Who are you," Henry asked.

Myrkur raised an eyebrow at him

"The evil queen didn't have a husband."

"What makes you think your mom's the evil queen."

Ignoring him, Henry sits in thought. Regina stormed down the stairs slamming a book on the island counter.

"Where is it, Henry. Where are the missing pages." Regina demanded

Henry shrugged, "It's an old book, some pages are missing. Why do you care?"

"I care because you think I'm an evil queen. And that hurts me, Henry. I'm your mother."

"No your not," said Henry

"Well, then who is?" asked Regina. "That woman who brought you here? I don't like what she or this book are doing to you. Thankfully both are no longer an issue."

Henry scoffed, grabbed his bag and left.

"That went well," said Myrkur in a sarcastic voice.

Regina glared at Myrkur as he set a plate of food in front of her.

"I'm just saying; it seems to me that you might be pushing Henry towards Emma."

Softening her glare Regina considered it as she grabbed her briefcase and started to head out. Myrkur sat down and picked up the storybook and read about himself as he ate his food.

Myrkur is the queen's friend and most trusted ally... Unknown. Myrkur laughed hysterically.

...

Hours later after Regina returned and sharing a laugh on how little information the book had on him. They heard the sound of a chain saw. Leaving Regina to deal with it, Myrkur Started to prepare dinner.

As he was finishing up, Regina stormed into the kitchen, fury coming off her in waves.

"I take it, it didn't go well?" asked Myrkur

"She cut down a part of my apple tree." Regina practically screamed out.

Myrkur almost dropped his plate. "Has it really escalated this much already."

Placing a hand on her shoulder, Regina started to calm down.

"You know I could always, take care of her," Myrkur replied.

Regina considered it for a moment then chuckled. "Only you would not care and instead offer to kill her."

Myrkur smiled. "It's one of the reasons you started to like me in the first place."

Regina smiled at Myrkur. "True."

...

In the next couple of days, Myrkur spent his time visiting Regina in her office as she ranted about Emma or spent his time learning about this world and cooking food. The different types of food here was superb.

Ignoring all that it was a peaceful week. Well ignoring the earthquake, and Henry getting trapped, which Regina took care of. The only truly interesting thing was that Graham was starting to remember his memories. Until Regina of course, took care of him.

Two weeks later and Emma was now running for the sheriff position. He had gotten to know the people in the town a little better. Myrkur decided to take a walk. As he was passing by Myrkur saw an explosion of fire blowing out of the front doors of the mayors building.

Racing Towards the building Myrkur saw Emma coming out of the fire carrying Regina, who looked to have injured her leg.

"Ow! My ankle!" Cried Regina as Emma put her on the ground.

"Seriously?" Emma said. "You're complaining about how I saved your life?"

"The firemen are here. It's not like we were really in danger." Replied Regina.

Emma was about to continue talking when Myrkur swept Regina away from her and brought her to one of the ambulances. 

"You sure you're all right Regina," asked Myrkur.

Nodding her head, Regina used one of the breathing masks to get some air into her lungs. Making sure she was alright Myrkur brought her home. 

"Why are we here? I have work to do?" Regina asked.

"Because you are going to spend the day resting and get a good night's sleep for the debate tomorrow," Myrkur replied.

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In the next week, after Emma had won the sheriff election, a storm had come to story brook wrecking quite a bit of the town. And Myrkur had changed his wardrobe again.

But the important part was the phone call Regina had gotten.

"Myrkur," Said Regina as she walked into the kitchen with a smile on her face. "It seems that Mr. Gold attacked someone and is sitting in jail at this very moment."

Myrkur grinned darkly. "I say we pay him a visit."

"Agreed," said Regina with a matching grin.

As they were leaving the house, Regina questioned Myrkur.

"How's that ring coming along."

...

When they reached the station, Myrkur grabbed Regina and prevented her from going in. Turning towards him Regina raised an eyebrow.

"Want to play a small joke." Explained Myrkur.

"And how do you propose we do that?" asked Regina.

Smirking Myrkur used magic to change his outfit.

"Where do you think he got his sense of fashion from?" Myrkur told Regina. He was wearing a black suit, black tie, black dress shoes, and a dark purple shirt.

"Who, Mr. Gold," asked Regina.

"Yes."

"You." was all she said.

...

"Well, You really wanted that little chat, didn't you. Mr. Gold asked. He raised an eyebrow at Myrkur clothes but turned his attention back to Regina.

"This is apparently the only way to get your attention." Regina sneered.

"Do you have what I want." Demanded Mr. Gold.

A slow, wicked smile spread over Regina's face, with Myrkur grinning evilly by her side, watching the exchange with amusement dancing in his eyes. 

"Yes."

Mr. Gold took a moment to compose himself. "So... you did put him up to it, then?"

"I merely, suggested that strong men take what they need," Regina said. "On the other hand, I have no idea what Myrkur could have said to the man."

Glaring at Myrkur, Mr. Gold spat. "Oh yeah, and you told him just exactly what to take didn't you."

"We used to know each other so well, Mr. Gold," said Regina. "Has it really come down to this?"

"It seems it has, yeah. But you know what I want. What is it you want?"

"Well, I want you to answer one question," replied Regina. "And answer it simply. What's your name?"

"It's Mr. Gold," he replied with a smirk.

"Your real name," said Regina her anger starting to show.

"Every moment I've spent on this earth, that's been my name."

"But what about moments spent elsewhere," asked Regina.

"What are you asking me." Mr. Gold said after a pause.

"I think you know exactly what I'm asking."

Gold glared at the two and chuckled a bit before answering. "Rumplestiltskin. Now give me what I want."

Reaching into her purse, Regina pulled out a chipped teacup. "Such a sentimental little keepsake." Regina mocked as Mr. Gold grabbed the cup.

"Thank you, your majesty." He harshly whispered, "So now that we're being honest with each other, let's remember how things used to be, shall we? And don't let these bars fool you, dearie. I'm the one with the power around here. I'm gonna be out of here in no time, and nothing will change between us.

"We shall see," said Regina with a dark smile on her face.

As they exited the station and got into the car, Myrkur started to cackle. Looking over at him Regina smiled a little.

"I take it you enjoyed that," she asked.

"Very much, dearie." He mocked. 

Slapping his arm lightly Regina continued. "It seems that he is under the impression that you do not have your magic."

"That is if he knows I had magic in the first place," replied Myrkur.

Regina turned to look at him as he said that. "He doesn't know?"

"Well, to be fair, it just never came up," Myrkur replied.

"So not only does he not know you have magic or had magic in the enchanted forest. He doesn't know you are the creator of th- Regina got cut off by her phone ringing.

"I'll leave you to it," said Myrkur smirking. "I'm gonna see if Henry is still suspicious of the evil queens... friend.

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Myrkur walked out of the kitchen and into the living room as he heard Regina scream. When she saw him, she began starting her rant, which he had not heard since the enchanted forest.

"Why, why does he continue to want Emma. I raised him; I am his mother. That gift I went out to buy. I gave it to him, and he suggested seeing Emma. Why does he hate me?" Regina yelled as she sat down.

Myrkur sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders and frowned. "I would ask if you want me to remove her again. But I gather Henry would accuse you, and continue or grow to hate you more."

Regina nodded her head and laughed while a few tears dropped from her eyes. "If anyone knew who you were and saw you like this."

"Well, it's a good thing only you know who I am, isn't it dearie?" replied Myrkur.

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"I am going to frame Snow white," said Regina while looking at Myrkur face as if to see his reaction.

"Hmm... what's your idea," asked Myrkur.

"Gold came up with it. No trying to talk me out of it?" replied Regina.

Raising an eyebrow at Regina, Myrkur replied. "I believe you are forgetting who you are talking too. It would not matter if you wanted to kill her now. I care not for any but those who interest me."

"And who interest's you," asked Regina smirking slightly.

"I think you know." retorted Myrkur.

...

"Well, I guess that failed," said Myrkur seeing Kathryn who had turned up in an alley and was celebrating her return, and Snow White who had been a jailed suspect.

"Should have ripped her heart out," growled Regina. She had not been in a good mood since Emma had threatened to take Henry from her.

"Why did you attempt this? I would have assumed; it was to get revenge for Daniel. But you seem to be over that." asked Myrkur.

Regina blushed and turned her head a little. Seeing this made Myrkur more curious.

"Really, why?" Myrkur repeated.

"I was bored, alright," Regina said

The people around them shivered at Myrkur's cackling.

...

AAAHHH. Yelled Regina waking up in a cold sweat. The nightmare she had of her getting killed by the town was terrifiying. 

Myrkur watched her in amusement. "That was some nightmare you had."

Regina glared at him. "It's not funny. That was a terrible dream."

Myrkur grinned "Not to worry dearie. It's not as if I would let that happen."

Regina's eyes widened slightly. "What happened to being an observer and not interfering?"

Myrkur rolled his eyes. "That kind of went out the window when you decided where getting married. Although it does not mean I won't still observe."

Regina smiled a little and kissed Myrkur.

"And don't worry, I would have stopped them and done your favorite." Myrkur continued with a mischievous smirk.

"And what's that," Regina asked.

"Thrown a fireball."

...

"Henry ate the apple turnover I made for Emma," Regina told Myrkur, a few tears sliding down her cheeks.

"The sleeping curse one?" asked Myrkur.

Regina nodded her head. Myrkur sighed, "I can't break that curse."

"I know," said Regina.

"If it was you sure, him, not so much," replied Myrkur.

"We're heading down to Maleficent's, chambers. Emma and I are retrieving a true love potion for Gold to give Henry." Regina told Myrkur.

"Are you sure you can trust him," asked Myrkur.

"No, but what other choice do we have."

...

While Regina headed Off with Emma to see to Golds quest, Myrkur stayed in the house and peeked into the future.

"Well, it seems that the coming future certainly will be busy."

...

Myrkur heard the door slam and saw Regina enter the living room and sat on the sofa. Myrkur was currently trying to get a feel for his magic that had sped up in returning once the curse had been broken. Seeing Regina's tears, he sat down next to her and held her.

"I take it; it didn't go well." 

Regina shook her head and explained all that had happened.

"The curse may be broken Regina, but at the very least Henry is still alive," said Myrkur. 

Regina nodded her head laying her head against Myrkur's chest. They both paused as they felt a wave of magic in the air. Raising their heads out the window, they saw a purple and black magic storm coming to Storybrooke.

"Well, this may not be so bad after all," said Myrkur with a wicked gracing his and Regina's faces.

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(A/N) When I watch the next season, there will be another season chapter. I am keeping these short, considering I am still writing my main fanfic. And I just wanted to write a fun short little story. 

Hope everyone enjoyed it! Reviews are welcome!