In My Lovers Arms
Regina was up in the middle of the night with her face in her hands. She stood, poaring herself a glass of scotch. She sipped it, swirling the taste around her toungue.
Emma reached for the other side of the bed, her eyes half-lidded.
"Regina," Emma croaked. "Where are—"
She looked up to see her lover drinking. She frowned, opening her eyes wide, trying to wake up, she sat up.
Emma cleared her throat, looking up, "Regina it late, what are you doing?"
Emma froze when she saw that Regina was crying. She quickly stood to be next to her lover and pulled her into her arms.
Emma whispered gently, "Darling, what is it?"
Regina pulled Emma closed, leaning her head on Emma's shoulder, "I'm not sure I can do it. I know I promised I would change, but I can't Emma. I just…"
Emma held her gently, "It'll be fine, I…you never know what the future could be. There very well be situations where you will have to use your powers, but that isn't a failing of yours Regina. Just the situation of overcoming evil…you know what I mean. I love you and if you ever go over the deep end, I will be there to pull you back out. Regina that is my job, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you too much to do otherwise."
Regina shivered into her lovers arms. Unsure what to do or say. All she knew was that she wanted to be held and nothing more.