A/N This will probably be a series of drabbles and oneshots of SQ, send in prompts of you want, and i will see if i can make them into a drabble or oneshot for you!

this prompt was given to me by a good friend while we were bored during History class, or how she likes to call it Hystori ( Don't ask ;) )

Prompt: What if you use the lullaby song from CInderella and let Emma sing it to a very distressed Regina? (Here you are dear)


Lavender's Blue

Regina now was a bit over five months pregnant with her and Emma's baby and she had been doing rather well for someone who was pregnant with a magical girl that decided she wasn't able to eat for an entire month, and if she did she would be emptying the contents of her stomach about fifteen minutes later. after that the morning sickness had stopped, but regina had gained back aches, cramped up feet and terrible mood swings. but the worst thing she had was the fears.

the fears of being a bad mother to the new born, like she was with Henry and her mother was with her. she feared that she would fall back into her old routine of, manipulating and lying and more. the fears had her sleepless sometimes and other nights when she could sleep, her dreams were filled with nightmares. nightmares about her own past with her mother and her manipulation, punishments and more, or about how she would ruin her daughter. how she would make a pure and innocent child just as dark as her.


Today she and Emma decided it was a good idea to do some shopping for the nursery and maybe even some of those incredibly cute baby clothes.

at the store another one of those fears came creeping up on her, first she felt some anxiety tug at her and her skin started to crawl, soon she started to feel extremely uncomfortable and she just wanted out. out of the store and into her and Emma's home. because these fears were almost always paired up with mood swings, and most of the time they resulted in a breakdown of Regina and tear streaks painting her beautiful delicate face.

so when Emma started to notice how Regina grew quiet and how she started to fidget with her hands, the blonde put her arm around the brunette and kissed her cheek softly.

"Are you alright my love?" Emma asks softly so only Regina would hear, and no other patrons that were also in the store and staring at them just a little. She was rather worried that Regina would get into one of those moods again that she didn't want anything, she wouldn't even speak in moments like those. She would just stare at something far ahead of her with a fearful look and get completely lost in her own poisonous mind.

"I'm fine my dear, I really am. Just tired." Regina lied and gave Emma a half hearted smile that did even come close to truly reaching her eyes.

But instead of making fuss of it Emma nodded and led her wife along the store, but after just fifteen minutes, it was becoming very clear that Regina wasn't improving. far from it actually, if anything she was getting worse. some moments Emma could feel a shiver run down Regina's spine and she felt bad for her, and how Regina's anxiety was making it very hard to function properly.

"Come on, we'll resume shopping for things for our little princess later, let's get home now." Emma said and without buying anything they left the store and returned home.


when they got home Regina silently made her way to the living room and sat down on the couch, knowing that Emma would follow up and sit down next to her, and knowing that the blonde would probably pull the brunette onto her lap. that was a thing they both loved, and it calmed both of the woman down significantly.

as Regina suspected, Emma sat down beside her and pulled Regina onto her lap. she cradled Regina close to her and in answer Regina rested her head just above Emma's steady heart beat. Emma stated to brush her hand through Regina's silk raven locks that had now grown far past the brunette's shoulders. Emma was ripped away from her drifting thoughts as she felt Regina's shoulders shudder and then she heard the quiet sniffles and felt the wet patch that was forming where Regina's eyes were.

"Regina, baby, what's wrong?" Emma asked even though she could probably take a rather accurate guess about what was troubling her wife again.

"What if I mess her up? or treat her wrongly like I did with Henry? or treat her like my mother treated me. Or if I turn her dark? or what if she will, just like Henry did, see me as the Evil Queen and that she won't believe I can actually love her?" Regina blurted out and let a sob escape. it took her by surprise, but soon, more followed and she couldn't make herself stop it.

"Hey, Gina, Baby, you won't do that. you are an amazing mother and you will be a loving and perfect mother for our little girl. and she will love you, just as much as I do, and just as much as Henry does. you will do great, and you are nothing like your mother and you know that. please, gina, don't think so lowly of yourself. you have redeemed yourself time and time again, and you have proven how much of a saviour you are, hell you are probably even a better saviour than I am!" Emm said and softly rubbed Regina's ever growing stomach. she knew it helped the brunette relax, and she liked it when she could feel their little princess move inside of her ever stunning wife.

"Emma, can you sing that song again?" Regina asked softly, so soft it was almost inaudible. and Emma wouldn't have heard it if it wasn't for her paying very close attention to her Wife in her arms.

about a month ago Emma had been in the same position she was in now and she had sung this lullaby for both Regina and the little girl that was still in the brunette's stomach.

"Of course I will." Emma says with a smile. she is rather happy that that lullaby can calm her distressed wife so well. and so she sang the lullaby for her wife.

Lavender's blue,
Dilly dilly,
Lavender's green.

When I am King,
Dilly dilly,
You shall be Queen.

Who told you so,
Dilly dilly,
Who told you so?

T'was my own heart,
Dilly dilly,
That told me so.

Call up your men,
Dilly dilly,
Set them to work.

Some to the plow,
Dilly dilly,
Some to the fork.

Some to make hay,
Dilly dilly,
Some to cut corn.

While you and I,
Dilly dilly,
Keep ourselves warm.

Lavender's green,
Dilly dilly,
Lavender's blue.

If you love me,
Dilly dilly,
I will love you.

Let the birds sing,
Dilly dilly,
Let the lambs play.

We shall be safe,
Dilly dilly,
Out of harms way.

I love to dance,
Dilly dilly,
I love to sing.

When I am Queen,
Dilly dilly,
You'll be my King.

Who told me so,
Dilly dilly,
Who told me so?

I told myself,
Dilly dilly,
I told me so.

When Emma was done with the lullaby she looked down, and saw her wife soundly asleep. she pressed a soft kiss to her temple, rubbed her swollen stomach affectionately and whispered "Sleep Well, my love. and know you are loved, so deeply and so much." and then she herself leaned back and let her eyes fall shut.