Disclaimer: Sadly not my characters.. otherwise you'd see this on TV .. or well something else in the first place.
AN: I apologise for not updating my multichapters in quite a while. But I've moved countries and also met Sean & Lana and currently it's also kind of hard to get into writing mode... So I hope I'll be able to update them soon. Haven't forgotten about you guys. *mwah*
Thank you so much for reading.
I'd love feedback for this piece. Might carry it on because I'm simply still not over what happend on the latest episode on TV.

Well I'll let you read now. This is my way of trying to 'fix it'.

Of Olympian Crystals And Golden Apples

She was walking down the streets of Storybrooke not even caring where she was going to go to though. Tears had been streaming down her face and to be honest she didn't even know how her body was manageing to stay upright and walking.

She had just lost her soulmate to nothingness. Not only did he die but his soul ceased to exist.

There was no hope for an afterlife for him. Just pure nothingness. He was gone. Gone like he never even existed.
Gone because he threw himself in front of her. It should have been her who died. Not him. Never him. He didn't deserve such a fate. He did not do anything wrong.

She on the other hand had a long list of things to blame herself for. Of things people blamed her for. And they were right. She had been a monster. Had killed many people and manipulated them. Sure in the last few years she had been trying to redeem herself. Mostly with the help of Henry and him. Him. Robin.

Robin who was now dead and gone.

Tinker Bell's words from ages ago ringing in her ears, „you didn't just ruin your life. You ruined his."

Somehow her feet had managed to carry her back to Mifflin Street. She would be home soon. Home. The place where Henry and Roland would be waiting for her with Snow and David. Home the word that felt so wrong to use now.

Roland. How on earth was she going to tell Roland that his dad was now lost to him forever? They literally had just gotten back from the Underworld. They had only managed to meet briefly earlier. For about half an hour and an ice cream before she and Robin had left for her office.

Her office that was now not only the place they had their first date at but also the place he took his last breath in.

She hadn't even realised that new tears began falling from her eyes. She would be there soon. A few more steps and then she was already standing in front of her own door.

She took one deep breath. And another. And then she realised that it didn't help anything at all. And it probably wouldn't, ever. But she had to go in. Had to tell them.

For a brief second she was thinking about just poofing herself to her vault and drinking herself into unconscioness. But as soon as the thought hit her it was gone again. She had to take care of the kids. Had to tell them.

They were everything to Robin.
So she had to do this, for him.

And for the first time in forever Regina Mills stood in front of her own house and rang the door bell.

A few streets away in his pawnshop someone was looking for a certain something that he hadn't touched in decades.
It had never been his intention to get Robin killed. Never.

As unbelieavble as it seemed to be he wanted Regina to be happy. She didn't deserve this. Any of this. Never had. And he himself had realised that years ago. Maybe too late but he wanted to make up for it. He had been honest that time he told her that he wanted her to be happy as Robin and Zelena were leaving Storybrooke. He hadn't known about Zelena back then. Hadn't.

Blamed himself for not seeing this through earlier. Blamed himself for once again somehow screwing Regina over.
But this he did not want for her. Never did. Even though he just took Robin's heart he never wanted to use it. He had planned to trick Hades all along and it had worked. He had given Robin his heart back and looking back now somehow he wished he hadn't because then for sure this right now would be so much easier.

Because right now he had only one last option to help Robin to get back to what he deserved and that was to be reunited with the woman he loved more than he loved himself or his own life, and to see his children grow up.

Finally he found the object he was looking for. It was exactly as he remembered it from when he got it a long time ago. Not even dust had settled on this golden apple. It was as shiny as ever. Looked like it was new even.

He took a deep breath. There were some people or more like Gods that even a Dark One was scared to face again.
But he was doing it. For Regina and for that thief that loved her with all his heart and soul. He simply did not deserve such a fate.

He put the apple on a table. A few candles around it. And then took a little bit of pixie dust that he still had left from one of the fairies in his hand and blew it over the golden apple.

It took a moment until she appeared out of a cloud of red, almost pink smoke.

„Ah I see, the Dark One hasn't aged a day since I last saw him. But let's cut to the point Rumple, what is it that you of all people called me upon?"

He smirked, „that my dearest Aphrodite, is a matter that I think is very much so in both of our interests."

„Now shoot, what is it? Are you having trouble in paradise? Because quite frankly that's the last thing I'd be willing to help you with."

Rumple shook his head, „nothing of the sort. Not really. It's not a personal matter for me. You know there's this outlaw.-"

„Since when does the Dark One care about outlaws?"

„Would you let me finish?"

„Please go ahead, I don't have all day."

„Well you see. The poor man has two young children. And one older one who by now pretty much looks up to him as a father figure because his own dad, my son, left this earth way too soon. Well, he also has a soulmate and well your uncle Hades just about earlier decided to not only take that man's life but also estinguish his soul forever with the help of the Olympian Crystal."

„And now you want to bring him back?"

Rumple nodded, „very much so. He doesn't deserve this. And I know his soulmate used to be the Evil Queen. But she doesn't deserve such a fate either. She has lost love before. She has done a lot of terrible things but her mother and me are to blame for a lot of these. And I'm not saying she is free of blame but she has been trying to redeem herself through recent years and she became a better person. So would you please try to help them?"

„Well it's not every day the Dark One is begging you for something. But alas you're not doing this for yourself and I have to admit that I've kind of have started to like these two mortals being together, I will try everything I can. You don't by any chance have a piece of that man's crumpled soul left or a piece of the crystal?"

„Sure, I do", Rumple said and gave the remaining ashes of Robin's soul to Aphrodite along with the piece of the crystal.

„Marvelous", she said, „I think we might actually be able to send him back. But I need to visit dad first to do that. It should be possible though. I'll try my may I ask what happened to my dearest uncle?"

„He, well, Hades 'died'"

That was when she laughed, „he's a God. He is unable to die."

„Well through true love he got his heart back. Came to this world and then he died."

She was looking more serious now, „did no one ever tell you mortals that Gods can't die? The only thing that that did was sending him straight back to the Underworld. Where he by the way if you ask me, belongs for all eternity."

„Thank you for trying."

„I'll take my leave now", she said smiling, „I shall be back in a few days.

To make sure this works out though, don't tell anyone about our talk or plan. Most importantly don't tell Regina. She has to let go of his body and soul like she would carry on without him. I know that sounds hard and harsh and unfair. But in order to bring him back she has to be able to carry on with her life. At least for a few days, that is. I'll be back soon, Dark One."

„Thank you so much", Rumple said watching her disappear the same way she had arrived.

And at the same time, a few streets away a heartbroken Regina Mills, waited for someone to open up the door to her own house. She refused to call it home from now on because home is where the heart is at and right now. Right now that was anywhere but here.