A request from butterflykisses0 !

I hope you enjoy:)

"This is really good, Grams," Henry enthused to Snow with a mouthful of pasta.

"Henry," Regina admonished, frowning at him for speaking with food in his mouth. He gulped quickly.

"Oops, sorry Mom." The boy said hurriedly, and Regina shared an amused glance with Emma, knowing that Henry was only humoring his mother.

Emma, Regina and Henry were having dinner at the Charming's apartment, which was becoming somewhat of a tradition, as it was soon turning out to be something that they did each weekend. During said meals, Regina, Snow and David were developing a smoother relationship, though sometimes the conversation did tend to become terse, should Emma or Henry not be there to intervene.

While David and Emma had complemented Snow's cooking soon after Henry, Regina had yet to even take a bite of her meal, though she had moved it around her plate to give the illusion of her doing so. She wasn't sure why, but she felt… off. There wasn't any other way to explain it. It felt as if the room had suddenly gotten extremely warm, and her stomach revolted at the thought of food.

She felt awful.

Regina couldn't even remember the last time she had gotten sick, since the curse had prevented any germs from being passed around.

Once the conversation around her settled, Regina looked up at Emma, who was sitting opposite her, and noticed that the blonde was sending her a questioning glance, and then looking towards her meal. Regina quickly forced down a small forkful of buttered peas, though her stomach protested, and sent a small smile to Emma, hoping that it would placate her for the time being.

The uncomfortable feeling was getting worse by the minute, and since she still hadn't had any more food, and the others were almost finished, someone was bound to say something.

"Regina," Snow said softly from her left, making her look up, "Are you alright?" Regina cleared her throat quietly, and saw that she had garnered the attention of the others.

"Yeah, Gina, you're looking kinda pale." Emma added, looking concerned.

"Yes, I'm fine." Regina replied, but winced when her stomach flipped, "Actually, could you excuse me?" She asked quickly, but waited for no reply before standing up, and attempting to walk steadily towards the bathroom, though to no avail.

She lurched to the left when the room began to swim, managing to grab onto the back of the couch.

Regina heard muffled voices in the background, but couldn't work out the words as the room grew fuzzy under the seemingly bright lights.

"Regina?" Emma stood from the table warily, knowing something was wrong, heck, even her parents had noticed, and that was saying something after the love-eyes they had been giving each other over the table.

"Emma…" She mumbled, before succumbing to the darkness and falling to the unforgiving floor with a thud.

The blonde ran across the room, skidding wildly on her knees by the brunette's side.

"Regina, can you hear me?" She patted the woman's cheek, noting that her skin was warmer that normal, though Regina didn't respond. Emma heard her parents behind her.

"Is she okay?" A small voice asked. Henry.

"Yeah, I think so." Emma replied after checking Regina's pulse, "She just fainted. We should probably get her off of the floor, though."

"Here, let me." Charming offered, putting an arm around Regina's shoulders and scooping her up with another under her knees, "Lets put her on the bed." He told them while walking away, Regina's head lolling backwards.

Emma sat beside Regina on the bed, slowly running her fingers through brunette locks. Her parents were sitting on the couch pretending to watch television with Henry, though she knew that they were sneaking glances at them every few seconds.

She'd previously removed Regina's heels, wondering why the woman would risk breaking an ankle on a daily basis in order to appear a little taller. The woman in question moaned, moving her head to the side, further into Emma's hands.

"Regina?" Emma said softly, leaning forwards and seeing eyelids fluttering.

"Mmm?" The brunette responded, and then opened her eyes fully and noticing her surroundings with a flinch, "What happened?" She asked groggily, leaning dejectedly back against the pillow.

"You fainted. But you were acting really strange first. Gina, you should have told me you weren't feeling good." Emma chided, resuming her massage of Regina's head.

"I didn't want to make a scene in front of your parents… I thought I was fine, anyway."

"Clearly not." Emma said, "How do you feel now?" She asked after noticing Regina's hand resting on her stomach. Regina winced.

"Not so good…" She admitted, albeit reluctantly.

"Do you want to go to the bathroom?" Emma asked, noting the sudden chalky pallor of Regina's skin. She nodded, not trusting herself to speak as her stomach revolted once more.

"Okay, up you get." Emma said, holding out her hands and helping Regina off of the bed. She supported her, noting the obvious shakiness, and didn't trust Regina to get herself to the bathroom after last time. The brunette stumbled a few times, but Emma kept her upright as they moved as quickly as they could to the bathroom.

Once they were through the door Regina pushed off of Emma, and dived in front of the toilet, only just managing to get there in time before she heaved into it. Emma scooped her hair into a rough ponytail using a hair tie already on her wrist, and Regina felt the blonde rubbing her reassuringly on the back and saying something to her, though she couldn't make out what.

When she'd stopped she leaned back against Emma behind her, who flushed the toilet and gave her a tissue to wipe her mouth.

"Sorry you had to see that." She said, not looking Emma in the eye, her face reddening exponentially.

"Don't be embarrassed, we all get sick, alright?" Emma asked, and waited until Regina nodded in response.

"I haven't gotten sick since before the curse." Regina told the blonde, who gave a look of disbelief until she realized that since time had been frozen no sicknesses had been spread.

Both women looked up when there was a knock on the door.

"I have a glass of water for you, Regina." They heard Snow tell them, so Emma opened the door a crack, and took it from her mother with a grateful smile.

"Thank you." Regina said hoarsely, her throat protesting from throwing up, and Snow gave a small smile before giving the women space and closing the door.

"Here," Emma handed the drink over to Regina, who was now resting against the wall, "Rinse your mouth out and then have a drink." She instructed to rid her of the horrid taste in her mouth that Emma had known would be there from experience.

After Regina had slowly finished off the glass, Emma held out her hands to help her stand up.

"Lets get you laid back down, okay?" Emma said gently, and proceeded to support Regina back towards the bed, though she was slightly less shaky than the last time. Once she was settled Emma resumed combing her fingers through Regina's raven hair, soothing the brunette and lulling her into unconsciousness. Before she fell asleep Emma nudged her to open her eyes.

"Are you feeling better now, Gina?" She asked, to which she nodded with a weak smile.

"Yes, thank you," She snuggled further into Emma's side, resting her head where she could hear the blonde's heartbeat, "'Love you." She muttered.

"I love you too, sweetie." Emma told her, kissing her gently on the crown of her head.

I hope you liked this one-shot.

If you have any requests for more things like these send me a PM or review!

I'd love to hear your ideas, and I'd be happy to write some of your suggestions!