Who Are You?

Author: Dark Wings Of Imagination

Genre: Romance

Rating: T

Summary: On Emma Swan's 28th birthday she didn't expect for the boy she gave up for adoption ten years prior to appear at her door, neither she would have imagined that his adoptive mother was the woman whom had been hunting her dreams. Regina Mills didn't think certain dreams could come true, specially those about the mysterious blonde woman whom been present in her mind. Both would soon be proven wrong.

A/N: This was originally one of my Swan Queen's drabbles, but I kinda got very excited with the whole plot that I had in my head so I turned it into a one-shot that in the end became a multi chapter. It was inspired by Carrie Underwood's "Who Are You?"

This is the beta-ed version of chapter 1.

Beta by: Veritax

Chapter 1 – Dreaming will change your life forever

Regina Mills woke up to the sound of her alarm clock going off. She groaned in protest. She hadn't had a good night sleep. Again. She was frustrated to say the least. For the last few weeks she hadn't been sleeping properly because of the dreams she'd been having. What was bothering her wasn't the dream itself. What kept haunting her was the mysterious blonde woman that showed up in every single one of them. The dreams were not always the same, but they would end up equally:

"I'm sorry, my love" Regina whispers as she lies in the cold floor, bleeding.

"No, Regina, you can't leave me" the blonde says to her as she tries to suppress the inevitable tears that threaten to fall. "Why did you have to stand in front of that sword? I'm the one who was supposed to be the savior, if there had to be someone to die for everything we stand for that should have been me, not you."

The blonde asserts desperately, her voice failing her every time she looks at Regina.

"Don't you ever say that again!" Regina scowls lightly at the blonde and takes a deep breath, which with every second that passes has become harder and harder to do. When she finally manages to talk again she looks at her love's green eyes and says:

"You are the savior. You are my savior. Don't ever doubt that, okay? And, it doesn't matter how selfish this may sound but I'm glad I'm the one lying here and not you, because I wouldn't know how to live in a world without you, I wouldn't be able to afford losing you. I love you, don't forget it."

Both women are in tears; Regina for causing this kind of pain to her savior, and the blonde for losing the woman she loves.

"Promise me one thing." Regina speaks again.

"Anything" the blonde says.

"Take care of Henry and make sure he knows I love him." Regina says as she tries to fight the urge to shut her eyes.

"I will. I love you" the blonde says and kisses Regina's lips one last time, and before there is time for one more prolonged goodbye, Regina is gone and leaves the blonde crying over her body.

Regina couldn't understand why these dreams kept taking over her every night. However what intrigued her most was the mysterious woman. She had never seen her before, or anyone who looked like her. Regina didn't know what to make out of it, she felt a desperate need to find out who she was, because no matter how crazy it sounded, how irrational it seemed to her controlling self, she was in love with her.

Trying to shake these thoughts away from her mind, she made her way to her son's bedroom to wake him up for school. Reaching his bedroom door, she found it open and her little boy nowhere to be found. Presuming he might have already been downstairs, she went to take a shower.

After finishing her bath and changing her clothes Regina went downstairs to have breakfast with him, or at least to eat it while he waited for her. Instead she found the kitchen empty; she looked around in the living room and he wasn't there either. She called out his name.

"Henry! Henry, where are you?"

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Emma Swan just wanted to have a good night sleep, was that too much to ask? She had been having some weird dreams for a while now. The dreams always involved a beautiful brunette, which in her dreams was her girlfriend, she assumed. Even though the dreams were weird they were not bad, at least not up until the part that came right before she waked up. It always was rather disturbing:

Emma stands in front of an elderly woman all dressed in black who, for some reason, makes Emma's blood run cold when she speaks:

"So you are the savior. Thought that this time they would've done something right. Why did I still hope for that?"

Emma draws her hand to her belt and clutches her sword tightly.

"I thought the last 28 years would had taught you something, my dear. I thought you would have learned by now that love brings nothing to us but misery".

The woman speaks again now directing her speech to the woman standing next to Emma, her beloved.

"No, mother, love gives us many things, happiness being one of them. You cannot destroy true love. True love is the most powerful magic. I will not let you destroy me once more. If you want to fight, then you will have to fight against your own daughter."

Emma's heart fills with fear. She can't allow this to happen; she won't lose the only person she truly loves.

As the elderly woman pulls a dagger, Emma is already pulling her sword when she hears a scream of pain. Looking up from her sword she sees her true love's body lying on the cold ground, bleeding.

"No, no, no!"

Emma keeps repeating as she gets down on her knees.

"You can't leave me."

Emma says while tears begin to cloud her eyes.

"I told you, love brings us nothing but pain."

The elderly woman says almost in a celebratory tone that only makes Emma's anger build up quicker.

"You had no right to do this."

Emma said as she stands from where the brunette is lying.

"Emma... no" she hears her lover asking, but she can't bring herself to stop. Deep inside her, the only thing that she wants is to avenge her lover.

As the elderly woman pulls the dagger once again, she doesn't see that Emma is already standing in front of her and before she knows it, her body stumbles to the floor.

"Now you will never hurt her again, bitch!"

Emma says before she returns to kneel beside her lover's body.

Emma tried to shake away this dream; it hurt her just to think about it. She really didn't understand how it was possible to love someone that you had never met and that apparently only existed in your dreams. Nevertheless, she did. In her heart she was sure that the woman in her dreams existed, and she needed to find her, she didn't know how but she was going to.

Interrupting her own thoughts she opened the paper bag that she was carrying, took out her birthday cupcake, placed a candle on top of it and as she was about to blow it out, Emma made a wish: Please let me meet her, whoever she is and wherever she may be, I really don't care, I just want to find her. I need to find her.

Before she could blow the candle out she heard a soft knock at her door, she walked through the kitchen and opened it. To her astonishment, she found a young boy standing there.

"Can I help you?" Emma asked as she looked at him.

"Are you Emma Swan?" the boy asked as Emma began to wonder who he was and what the hell he wanted from her.

"Yeah. Who are you?" she asked.

"My name's Henry. I'm your son" the boy said simply, as it were the most common things to say to a stranger.

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Despite her obvious state of shock, Emma decided to take Henry back to Storybrooke, Maine, to his adoptive mother. However, it all became even more complicated when he revealed a stunning theory to Emma: Everyone in Storybrooke is a fairytale character under a curse that's kept them frozen in time and unable to leave town. He also claimed that Emma, the long lost daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, is the only one who can beat the Evil Queen, who happens to be his mother and the Mayor, and save them all.

"Great! This was not exactly what I asked for, you know? I asked to meet the woman that has been hunting my dreams, which is a whole different thing to this situation here."

Emma thought to herself. Barely did she know that when she opened the door to her son the path that would lead her to her true love had begun to unwind.