It took Regina a couple of hours to situate Roland, making him chicken tenders and mashed potatoes. Taking care of him brought her back to her best days with Henry when it was just the two of them, making macaroni art and popsicle stick forts. If the circumstances had been different, she might have had it in her to enjoy it even more, but her mind was distracted.
Once he was in bed, tucked in and already dozing off, Regina turned out the lights after cleaning the kitchen and made her way back to the bedroom. Sitting at the edge of the bed, she reached out with her fingers to brush at a burn, Elsa's words about love tumbling through her mind. Someone had to believe in him, love him, and this would all be easier.
Closing her eyes, she concentrated on how she felt for him, words that weren't said, and opened them again as soon as she felt the magic radiating from her hands. It was light, white and bright, and she smiled a little because she could do this. She could fix him.
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Date: 2014-06-07 08:27 pm (UTC)Once he was in bed, tucked in and already dozing off, Regina turned out the lights after cleaning the kitchen and made her way back to the bedroom. Sitting at the edge of the bed, she reached out with her fingers to brush at a burn, Elsa's words about love tumbling through her mind. Someone had to believe in him, love him, and this would all be easier.
Closing her eyes, she concentrated on how she felt for him, words that weren't said, and opened them again as soon as she felt the magic radiating from her hands. It was light, white and bright, and she smiled a little because she could do this. She could fix him.