AU: This is a drabble which I could expand, inspired by Jensen_girl22; Henry having an accident and Gold being the one to give him his blood.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of OUAT because if I did Henry and Gold would have a scene eating ice cream cones 8), no copyright infringement intended.

:The Accident:

Blue lights swirled as the sound of sirens filled the air, creating the ethereal atmosphere in which a young boy saw his world fade into darkness. The sound of leaves falling mixed with the feeling of a lake, of water washing on shore, of lemonade in spring. His body became warm and tingled and he barely noticed the strong hands that shook him gently and helped him onto a stretcher.

People rushed over to the scene and heads formed circles around the victim. One silhouette carried an umbrella, the next held a dog, the following a box and one bent forth with bare hands, reaching out for him.

Wails could be heard as a woman cried out. "How could this have happened?" And another rushed sound of someone apologizing and scooting aside.

"You should go with the ambulance, miss." A dark voice echoed.

"I'd like that." And she took hold of his hand, but he didn't notice.

"He is losing blood fast. He might need a transfer."

"Take mine."

"That's very kind."

Down at the hospital the woman is left waiting. She bites her fingernails in zealous passion as her eyes keep darting to the clock. Wretched is the time for no matter how slow the clock ticks she has the feeling they're running out. They have too few seconds and there is no power she has to stretch them or add another hour to the clock.

And with each tick of the clock her fear grows. Will he make it or won't he? Will she lose another loved one and will another happy ending be taken from her by death?

"Where's my boy?"

The miserable looking woman has snapped out of her thoughts and gazed at her new companion with blazing eyes.

"Miss Swan, I would appreciate if you'd back off for a moment. Need I remind you I'm his mother now? Not to mention I was here first." Dark eyes penetrated her form and Emma felt like she wanted to shrink away, if there wasn't as much on stake as there was now. Her son.

"This is not the time nor the place, Madam Mayor. I'm his biological mother, I need to see if he's fine."

Regina snorted but it was obvious she was trying to keep her tears at bay. Despite the coldness she wanted to radiate she held feelings, no matter how well hidden. Henry mattered to her.

"Where were you?" She said, her voice hoarse and accusing. It made Emma flinch as it felt like another knife-cut to the wound.

"No one told me he was hit." She almost yelled. The emotions were getting too much. Worry was clouding her mind and taking the last of her rationality. All she could think is that her baby is hurt and she needs to make it all right. But right now she doesn't even know if she can. She wants to be the one to save him; his hero.

Tears are in her eyes as she inches closer to the mayor. "No one notified me. As sheriff I should be the first to know. Why wasn't I there?"

Regina took a step back by the dangerous vibes that surrounded the blonde woman in front of her. Through gritted teeth she remarked and confessed. "Because I didn't want you there, sheriff. I didn't want you to see our failure."

Emma's eyes widen at this, at another insult swung at her face. "Our failure? Are you saying his accident was our fault?"

The mayor waved her hands and let out a bitter laugh as she leant against the wall. Her arms folded in front of her and she looked as if the verbal fight was making it easier for her to concur her emotions for the tears that had brimmed in her eyes earlier on had almost completely disappeared. "You can't blame it all on me." She stressed. "If you hadn't shown up none of this would have happened and he wouldn't have tried to prove himself."

Emma felt like tearing hairs and growled at her nemesis. "Don't you dare shove this all on me!" She stepped forth and raised her hand as if to slap Regina but at the last moment changed her mind about it.

"Where is my son, Madam Mayor?" She calmly yet threatening said. "I need to see him," She paused, seeing her words did not seem to affect the mayor at all, "now."

At this point Dr Whale popped in, appearing from behind the white hospital doors that led to the Emergency Department. He interfered both women who looked as if they were about to tear each other's flesh off, which they probably would have if the boy hadn't been hurt so badly.

Both females snapped their heads at the doctor, eyeing him with a mixture of curiosity and concern but also with pain.

"He lost too much blood. We will need a transfer."

Regina shot forth, pushing herself from the wall. "I gave you mine. Isn't it enough?" She bared her arm and looked at him in earnest. "Take more."

But the doctor smiled and shyly glanced away. He was afraid to tell her this as it was one of her sensitive areas but he had to. "I'm sorry, that will not be of help. Henry's blood type is 0, yours is B positive."

Regina needed a moment to let the information sink in and Emma grabbed her chance, stepping past the confused mayor she took Dr Whale by the arm and desperately clung to him. "Take my blood. He is my son."

Dr Whale shook his head again. "I'm sorry to say, but we already looked into that and it won't work. Henry's blood type is 0, which means he can only receive from people with the same blood group." Emma's jaw dropped.

"Yours is A positive, miss Swan."

In turn her shoulders slumped and she stood in line with the mayor, both processing the doctor's words before the sheriff erupted. "This can't be." She protested, "he is my son! I should be there to rescue him. Get him some blood he can have. Please, safe him, do something, anything."

Behind them the sound of a cane could be heard and as the women turned they came face to face with a hassled looking Mr Gold.

"I'm here." The pawnbroker simply said, brown eyes avoiding to look at the sheriff as he waited for Dr whale to greet him and take him by the arm. "I'm so glad you offered to come. Now quickly."

The two rushed into a nearby room, leaving Emma and Regina behind. The mayor narrowed her eyes and turned to the sheriff. The thought of Mr Gold being the savior was making her feel ill. "He's got 0?" She said, voice rasping as if this was all some sick joke.

Emma had to sit down, her anger leaving her but her worry only growing more intense. Her focus wasn't on the man that had limped to the rescue, her focus was on her child.

"I just wish to see him." She said, voice choked.

Regina, now calmer since she knew the doctors were working to rescue Henry, came to stand in front of the sheriff and closed her eyes. "So do I, miss Swan, so do I."