Emma sat at his bedside just like she had every time she was able to break away from work. She had continued this routine for a whole month, waiting for Graham to wake up from his comatose state. Thoughts running through her mind of that night in the sheriff station, his hand gently tangled in her blonde curls that were soon coming loose from her messy ponytail whilst his other hovered over her cheek, the skin of his palm barely grazing her blushing flesh. A burning hunger she felt at her lips as she thought of this moment, of that kiss. Her heart ached, staring at his limp and lifeless body laid in the hospital bed wired up to a million machines that would beep and make unsettling noises. Emma sat in this room until it made her insane. Mary Margaret walked in the room, the wheels of her dolly squeaking against the clean floors. Suddenly Emma's head jolted back at her, startling Mary to a stop at the doorframe. Emma's eyes were red, bloodshot as though she hadn't slept in days and her expression was lifeless, Mary feared the worst. "Flowers!" she blurted out.

Emma stared at her friend; the only difference on her face was her slightly raised brow.

"I- I brought him flowers." Mary raised her head to one of the many small pots that vacated her dolly.

"Great." Emma said, clearly not meaning it. She turned her head back to Graham.

Mary walked over to Graham's side table, placing the flowers down slowly switching them for the dried out ones she had placed there the week before. Mary tiled her head at Emma who sat, almost as lifeless as Graham. "Emma.." she croaked out.

Emma's eyes lifted to meet where Mary was standing.

"You need some sleep, come home tonight please." She pleaded, her friendly tone almost patronizing.

"I can't leave him." Emma stated, "I won't leave him." She gripped Graham hand tighter.

"Its fine, Mayor Mills is his emergency call I'm sure she would inform you if anything was to change."

"No."

"But Emma-"

"No." Emma's head jolted up at Mary Margaret, something in her eyes that head never been there before.

"I'm sorry.." Mary whispered as she left the room.

A week later and Emma began to take more time off work, sneaking out to see Graham although it only made her worse. All the townspeople began to become curious of Emma's whereabouts and Regina saw it as the perfect chance to replace her for someone who could handle being Sheriff and someone she could hold control over.

"Miss Swan, I believe its time for us to talk about you handing over your resignation" Regina stood over Emma in the chair that was at Graham's bedside.

Emma lifted her head up, her pale face revealed beneath her blonde curls, her eyes red. "over my dead body."

"Oh, don't tempt me." Regina grinned. "Your badge, Miss Swan?" Regina's hand reaching out towards Emma.

Emma stared at the Mayors hand. "You know what?" Emma stood up, causing Regina to take a sudden step back before being too close for comfort. "I don't need your job" Emma ragged the badge of her jacket, violently placing it in the Mayors hand.

A smirk lifted on Regina's already curling lips. "Thank you, Emma."

Emma's face, defeated but strong until Regina left victorious.

After everything she's been through since being in Storybrooke and this was the one thing that was going to defeat her. Emma broke down, slamming herself down onto Graham's bed, head first. Crying into his chest, the jolt of her body against his sending a shock through his body. Emma's head arose from the sheets, staring at the no longer beeping machine, Graham's lifeline. Pulling herself up to her feet, she looked around the hospital room, Dr Whale running towards her.

"Whale! What is happening?" she yells running her fingers through her hair. "What did I do?" she whispered to herself.

Graham's pointer finger, gently stretching out of its usual place.

"Mr Humbert?" Whale questions, the patient. "How do you feel?"

Graham's eyes flickering open. He groans.

Emma stood nervously in the corner of the room.

Graham panicked, looking at the wires, he began to pull them off. "What is this?"

"You were comatose Graham, You need to stop pulling the wires off so I can assess what brought you out of your coma." He explained. "You had a heart attack."

"How do you know my name?" Graham questioned the now confused Doctor.

"Emma, I'm going to need a nurse can you please get me a nurse?" he called worried.

Emma nodded, her eyes flickering as she watched Graham before leaving the room.

"What is this place? Where is the Queen?" Graham demanded answers.

"Sorry, I cant answer that." Whale refused, trying not to fuel his anger and confusion.

Emma and the Nurse burst through the room. "You called?"

"Yeah, I need you to call Dr Hopper down here to do a psych on this patient and also call his emergency contact."

The nurse nodded before leaving the room.

"Wait no!" Emma called causing her to grab Graham's attention from his bed. "You can't call Regina, they ended things that would not be a good idea"

"Wait Regina?" Graham questioned.

"Graham." Emma smiled through her tears, cautiously walking closer to his bed and placing a hand on his cheek.

Graham looked at the girl, for a moment, them sharing silence.

"You remember me" she smiled.

"Who are you?" he raised an eyebrow.

Immediately Emma stepped back, this person she opened up to and learned to love couldn't even remember who she was. Before she knew it, that wall began building itself once again.