Dreaming part 1
The sheets were tangled around their legs and the rain was pounding on the roof above them. Hands met skin, lips touched lips, it was if their beings were melting into each other. Emma watched her lover above her as she felt the repetitive thrusting from Regina's skilled fingers. She was beautiful in every way possible. Her brown eyes sparkled with love and hunger, sweat on her brow from going at it constantly for what seemed like days but was merely on and off for hours. Her smile was radiant. Emma couldn't get enough of Regina. She reached her hands up to tangle through the dark brown locks, trying not to pull too hard when she hit a moment of climax. They were both gasping for air when Regina rolled off to the side, sighing contently. Regina reached for Emma's hands, intertwining their fingers.
"Emma?" Regina asked. Emma only smiled, she couldn't speak after the mind-blowing orgasm she had just had.
"Emma?" Regina said again. Emma closed her eyes, beginning to pant again. Simply Regina saying her name could get her off. Regina began shaking her. When Emma opened her eyes, her mother stood over her.
"Thank god you're awake. You were moaning and groaning and was afraid I was going to have to take you to the hospital when you wouldn't wake up."
That was when Emma remembered that she was sick with the flu and had been sleeping. That heated moment with Regina had only been a dream. It was if a rollercoaster was going high speed through her stomach. She felt it flip. Her face turned green and Snow handed her a bucket just as the contents of her stomach came pouring out. Her body contorted as she gave up everything, wrenching out any tiny thing.
Tears started to fall like the rain drops in the dream, not only because she felt like she had been run over by a truck a million times but also because the dream had been so vivid, she believed it was real. She wanted it to be real.
She longed for the simplest touch from the woman she loved so much but they were taking a break. Regina had needed space after Cora's death. She had become angry and was lashing out at anyone around her but Henry. She had constantly picked at Emma's flaws until Emma felt that there was nothing left of her. The insults were like daggers but Emma tried to stay as strong as possible. Regina was the one that asked her to leave the morning after they had had a huge fight about the way Emma did laundry. And because Emma knew things would get worse before they got better, she had temporarily moved back in with her parents. Henry usually came over to give her updates but the past three days had been dead silent. Emma couldn't blame him though. If anyone else was sick with what she had, she wouldn't want to go near them either.
The tears turned to full on waterfalls and she began to sob, curling into herself on the bed.
"Oh Emma baby, it's going to be okay! You'll be getting back to health any time now!" Snow said as she rubbed slow circles along Emma's back. Emma's body wracked with sobs. "Do you want me to get you some crackers? Or some Sprite? What do you want baby?" Emma always felt weird when Snow called her baby but right now she was too frustrated to care.
"I want Regina, mom! She's all I want and I can't have her!"
Snow was startled by the sudden outburst. Emma hadn't said much while she had been bedridden. Snow knew because she had been with Emma the whole time. She had taken off from work and become a full time nurse mom for her daughter. She wanted to have that experience of taking care of her poor baby, even if that meant she didn't get to see her husband. To avoid getting sick, James had taken up a place at Grumpy's house while Emma and Snow were quarantined to their new house in the forest.
All Snow knew to do at the point was just to comfort her daughter. She laid down next to her daughter, wrapping her in a hug. She felt Emma's forehead lean against her shoulder, tears soaking her shoulder. Snow's hand ran through Emma's hair, feeling the silky locks.
"I know you do Em. I know you're in so much pain and this shit fest of a flu isn't helping any. Your heart is breaking and I know what that feels like. But Em, everything is going to get better. She will come around once she gets past the angry phase of mourning. She just needs time and then she'll come to you. She loves you so much baby. Anyone can tell that."
Emma couldn't respond. She didn't know if Regina loved her. Some of the things Regina had said to her just before she left put a bit of doubt in the blondes mind.
Regina smiled at her right before she took a bite from the plump red apple. Chewing, she offered the apple to Emma. The blonde watched Regina's lips, red as the apple in her hand, while she took a bite and admired the sweet taste of it. But it was nothing compared to the tender kiss Regina gave her after swallowing what she had in her mouth.
Emma woke up in hospital room, sighing at the end of the wonderful dream. An IV was hooked into her arm and the slow beep of the heart monitor went off quietly in the corner. Sitting up, she saw Snow and Henry sat asleep on a couch in the corner. It was a cute image, Henry's head on Snow's lap, Snow's hand on his back, her head leaning against the cushion, snoring softly. Emma didn't want to wake them but when a cough began to wrack her lungs, Snow eyes peeled open. Seeing that Emma was awake, she shook Henry. He moved sluggishly until he noticed his mother's alertness.
"Mom. I. Need. Water." Emma was quiet, her throat scorched.
Snow jumped to her feet and grabbed the water pitcher sitting on the patient table that sat next to Emma's hospital bed. Emma noticed how sloppy Snow looked in her wrinkled Minnie mouse shirt and jeans, short pixie cut sticking up in spots. She smiled. She hadn't seen her mother look this messy since she had had issues with James before the curse was broken.
Snow handed her a glass and Emma downed it as quickly as she could. The cold rush felt good on her sore throat. It was as if she had been in the desert for so long, her throat felt like sand paper. A feeling of relief swept over her.
It didn't take her long to really take in her location.
"What the hell?! Why am I in the hospital?!"
"There's the Emma we know," James said as he walked through the door to her room, a smile like sunshine on his face. He walked to Snow, handed her a coffee, and kissed her on the lips. Emma looked away as Henry made a noise of disgust. They always kissed like it was their last.
"Is anyone going to tell me why I'm here?" Emma was getting impatient. She turned to look back at them just as they were releasing each other from a hug. Worry filled Snow's eyes.
"That night after you told me how you felt, you fell asleep and the next morning wouldn't wake up. We took you to the hospital and Whale told us you were severely dehydrated and that you're body was completely exhausted." Snow had gone kind of fast and Emma took a little while to process the information.
"You talk about it like I've been out for days."
"Three to be exact," Henry said as he climbed up onto the bed next to her. He wrapped his arms around her in a hug and she noticed the dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. His hair was sticking up in spots all over his head, completely identical to his grandmother's.
"I see. Has..." she stopped. She stopped figuring she already knew the answer.
Snow shook her head, knowing exactly what she was about to ask.
"Okay," she paused, not quite sure what to say. Turning to Henry she said, "Kid, you need to get home and get some sleep. Same goes for you two. I'll be fine." she didn't know that for sure. She still felt lost without Regina but she could see how tired the three looked.
Snow yawned as if on cue, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'd like some time to think. Where is my cell phone?"
James pulled out her slim phone out of his jeans pocket and placed it into her open hand. He bent and kissed her on the forehead, whispering in her ear,
"I'm glad you're back."
"I'll call you if I need anything."
Hugs were given and goodbyes were said and finally Emma was alone. Thoughts zoomed through her head. She evaluated herself. Her body hurt only a little, she was a little tired but most of all, she felt so thirsty. She couldn't reach the pitcher, so pushing the call nurse button, she leaned back and shut her eyes.