Memories

Boxed Heart

{Robin's POV}

What is she doing here? I thought she would be with Henry trying to keep him safe. As soon as I burst through the door, her eyes instantly landed on me as well as Mary Margaret's. It is so quiet you could hear a gust of wind.

After what felt like an eternity, Mary Margaret broke the silence. "Robin, Marian's condition is getting worse by the minute."

Still not taking my eye off of Regina, I say, "What do you mean?"

Mary Margaret looks between us, takes a deep breath, and says, "Her temperature is dropping. What once was a grey hair steak is now all over her hair. She's basically turning blue."

I began to notice how uneasy Regina became under my gaze. She started looking around, anywhere but at me. She looked down and started to mess with her hair when I finally looked at Mary Margaret.

"Any clue on what caused this?" I ask. When I finish, I take a few steps toward the couch where Marian is laying. For the first time since I have returned, I finally look at Marian.

Mary Margaret was not kidding when she said Marian was getting worse. Her once brown hair is icy blue. Her skin looks like she's been in a snow cave for hours. I inch down on my knee to get a closer look at Marian.

I move her hair out of her face to get a clearer look at her. Just by touching her hair. I can feel the coldness radiating off of her. Even this close, I can't truly tell if she's breathing. She is literally stone. Complete ice.

My mind automatically went to Roland. My poor son just got his mother back. I don't want to have to tell him she is gone. It was one thing losing her when he was a baby; he couldn't remember her that young. But now, he was so happy having her back. As much as I try, I will never be what he needs from his mother.

"I'm afraid not. Whatever or whoever did this was sneaky enough to not get noticed. And by the progression of the spell, pretty powerful," Regina says with concern written all over her face.

Mary Margaret looks at Regina, then myself before saying, "Of course whatever this is, we will be able to fix it. Right Regina?"

Still deep in thought, she doesn't answer. Mary Margaret notices so she nudges Regina on her side.

Regina looks up at the both of us and takes a deep breath. "I'm not going to lie, I don't know if we can," she says before looking back at Marian.

"Surely there must be something you can do. Even if it's something to slow down the progression of the spell to buy us some time," Mary Margaret pleas.

"I don't," Regina begins but doesn't finish.

"Please," I interrupt her. She may not remember anything about me, but she has a heart. She wouldn't instantly refuse helping me, with or without her memories.

"Regina," David calls from the corner of the room, "I might have someone on the phone that could help."

"Come over here and put them on speaker," she commands.

Once David is in between myself and Regina and Mary Margaret, dead in the center he speaks. "Elsa you're on speaker. Tell them what you just told me."

Heard from the phone, Elsa states, "What you're dealing with here is a frozen heart curse. It's caused when a person with powers like myself throws their firm of ice toward someone's heart. The curse slowly makes it's way towards the person's heart."

Curious, Mary Margaret asks, "Is there a way to break the curse?"

"There's only one way:an act of true love."