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Regina had been sat on the cold, hard bathroom floor hugging the toilet for most of the morning. She had spent the past few mornings that week in the same position. She had no idea what was happening to her. She couldn't think of anything bad she had eaten. Perhaps it was just a virus...but then as the day progressed she seemed to feel okay. She wasn't ever really sick after lunch time.

She sat up a little and leaned against the wall. All her symptoms were pointing at one thing but she couldn't believe it was that. She couldn't get her hopes up. After all Rumplestiltskin told her she would never bear any children. She remembered the conversation as if it were yesterday.

Regina was sat in her bedchambers. She had just gone through her third miscarriage. She couldn't understand why this was happening. Why did she keep losing her babies? She thought she had it with this one. She had gone so far and then...

She sighed and stood up pacing up and down the room. Was it something she was doing? Was it her fault? Perhaps it was her body. Was it the magic? She didn't know. All she knew was that she needed to turn to one person.

"Rumplestiltskin!" Regina said firmly. She watched around her waiting for him to pop up. He always popped up out of nowhere. She jumped as she heard a voice behind her and she whisked round to come face to face with the very man she wanted to talk to.

"You called dearie." The man said giving her a smile.

"Yes, Why does this keep happening?" Regina demanded. She wanted answers and she wanted them now.

"Why does what keep happening?" He asked. He knew what she was talking about but he liked to probe and provoke.

"You know exactly what I am talking about you imp!" Regina snapped back at him. "I am not in the mood for your games today. I need answers and I want them now! Why do I keep miscarrying?"

The man looked at her. He could see desperation in her eyes, the wanting to know the answers. The sadness that she couldn't hold onto her babies. The sadness that she was in a marriage she didn't want to be in. He knew the answer of course. He had known Regina would be destined for greater things. Should he tell her? Should he let her in on what he knew about her life? What she was destined for. Perhaps not. Only half of what he knew.

"Well dearie I am sorry to say that you will never bear the kings children." he said. He saw the sadness grow in her eyes.

"What?" Regina asked. She would never have children. The one thing she was desperate for and the stupid man couldn't give it to her. "Never?"

"Never."

"Is it my fault? Is it me?" Regina asked.

"I cannot divulge too much." The man said simply."The news is sad. However every cloud has a silver lining."

Regina raised her eyebrows at the man. "And what is the silver lining here? Because forgive me but I do not see one." She snapped. She was growing annoyed with him. This was not the answer she wanted. She was angry. She was upset. Someone would pay and they would pay soon!

Regina shook her head. It had to be something she had eaten or just a tummy bug. It couldn't be that. There was no way she was pregnant. No way at all!