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Day 1 / Bed Sharing

Emma groaned. "Doc, there's gotta be another way!"

"I'm sorry Emma but there isn't. You were shot at close range in the abdomen. There is no way you're getting out of here without constant care."

"But-"

"But nothing." Dr. Whale sighed. "You either choose somewhere to stay where you can be monitored around the clock or stay here in the hospital. It's your choice."

"Doesn't seem like much of a choice to me." She mumbled.

"Yes, well, sometimes it's not fair. Now, what's it going to be?"

"Who can I stay with?"

Snow raised her hand. "Me and your father would be more than happy to look after you."

"Or you can come stay with us!" Henry exclaimed from his place beside Regina.

Emma groaned again. "Why oh why did I have to get shot?"

"I think the better question is why did you have to rush into danger head first without at least putting a vest on?" Regina asked, an eyebrow raised.

"I was doing my job! I'm done talking about that!"

"That you are dear."

Emma rolled her eyes before glancing between her parents and Henry and Regina. She had to admit she did like the idea of being waited on hand and foot but the thought of being under the same roof as her parents 24/7 was already making her nauseous. She turned to Regina and shrugged.

"Looks like you win Madame Mayor."

It had been a week since she'd left the hospital and Emma was already tired. She'd exercised everything she could think of and now she was bored. It didn't help that she was constantly being asked if she was ok and if she needed anything. For a person like Emma after just only a week it was driving her insane. So, now here she sat in the wheelchair she'd been given to get around in front of the window gazing out at the distant lights of Storybrooke's scenery. If there was one thing she could say about being stuck under the same roof as Regina it was that the mayor had one of the best views in town.

The door opening behind her alerted her to someone entering and when she turned the chair around she found Regina smiling at her from the doorway cuddling her arms to her as she stood wrapped in her silk pyjamas and matching robe.

"Emma?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you need anything before I head to bed?"

The genuine concern in Regina's voice was a surprisingly nice change, something Emma had come to appreciate lately. Knowing that it didn't come easy to Regina probably made it that much more special but even though Emma couldn't quite put a finger on why she liked the concern the other woman had for her she wasn't going to turn it down. Regina didn't treat her like a child and that was all she needed to know.

Subconsciously looking down at her injured stomach which was covered with a t-shirt Emma looked back up at her and shook her head. "No, I don't think so."

"Do you need any help getting into bed?"

There was a brief silence as Emma looked at said bed and shook her head. "No, I don't think so."

"Ok."

"Wait, hold on, on second thought I don't think I'm gonna make it on my own."

Without saying anything Regina smiled and walked over to where she was sat in her chair. She turned Emma around and pushed her the short distance around the bed until she was on the side closest to the door. She then proceeded to help the blonde into bed and then made her way back to the door.

"Goodnight Emma."

"G'night Regina."

Smiling at the blonde's already sleepy voice Regina turned and exited the room making sure to click it closed softly behind her. She then made her way back down the hall towards her own room, sleep already tugging at her senses.

Emma shot up in bed in pain, her hand instantly flying down to clutch at her gunshot wound. Feeling it subside a little, without thinking she painfully pulled herself out of the bed stumbling towards the door. She managed to get it open without making too much noise and made her way down the hall as quietly as she could in her state. It was only a few more steps and she would have made it. She reached out and her hand came into contact with the door handle. Turning it she stumbled inside, clicking the door shut behind her as quietly as she could. When it closed she slumped up against it to catch her breath, jumping a little when she heard a voice from behind her. A very sleepy voice.

"Emma?"

Turning around she was confronted with a half asleep Regina. She wouldn't admit out loud but it was the cutest thing she'd ever seen. Instead she took a step away from the door and stumbled the remaining distance to her destination, falling onto the bed as soon as she was able. She groaned at the contact but continued, much to Regina's surprise, the brunette still confused as to what was happening.

"Emma, what's wrong?"

"I had a nightmare."

"And you came here?"

"I needed you." She'd said it without thinking but couldn't find a single reason in her head why she should regret it.

"Ok." Without questioning her she did the first thing that came to mind, much like when Henry used to have nightmares when he was younger, and held open her arms. "Come here." She whispered.

Emma didn't need to be told twice, sliding across the space in the bed that was separating them and accepting the welcoming warmth of Regina's embrace.

"Are you comfortable?" She asked after a few moments of Emma shifting around in the bed.

"Yeah." She sighed, Regina hearing the relief in the sound of her voice.

"Good."

Instead of questioning what was happening Regina decided that Emma needed her more than her curiosity needed to be sated. Tightening her hold on her she let her head rest on top of the other woman's already hearing Emma's breathing evening out.

"G'night 'Gina."

"Goodnight Emma."

The next morning when Emma woke up she found herself alone in bed, and not her own either. Sitting up and groaning at the pain from her stomach she waited until it subsided before rubbing her eyes and realising where she was – Regina's room. Then she remembered the night before when she'd woken up from her nightmare and came here needing comfort. Shaking her head she yawned and rubbed the last of sleep from her eyes and slid out of bed. She padded barefoot to the top of the stairs and braced herself, gripping the bannister tightly as she started her slow and painful descent.

When she reached the bottom step she could smell coffee and something distinctly breakfast-like. Licking her lips she conquered the last step and headed in the direction of the kitchen and said smells. She had just made it to the doorway when something came out of nowhere.

"Woah!" She gasped taking a step back to avoid being knocked over. In any other situation she would have been able to dodge it without problem but being shot in the stomach could hamper you a lot more than you would think.

"Sorry ma!" Henry apologized, immediately stopping.

"Don't worry about it kid." She dismissed, ruffling his hair with her hand.

He smiled and pulled her in carefully for a hug before pulling away and kissing her on the cheek. "Love you ma."

"Love you too Henry." She replied with a smile, kissing the top of his head.

He turned around and sent Regina a smile, sending Emma an identical one before heading for the front door. As soon as it slammed shut Emma turned back to the kitchen and looked over at Regina who was leaning up against the counter in her pyjamas and silk robe sipping on a cup of coffee.

"Hey."

"Good morning Emma." She watched as Emma slowly pulled herself onto one of the stools to the breakfast bar before standing up and moving over to the cupboard where she kept the cereal. "What cereal do you want?"

"Whatever Henry has."

"Ok then."

There was a brief silence between them as Regina poured some cereal into a bowl before Emma broke it. "Regina?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry for last night."

"What about it?"

"I didn't want to impose and make you uncomfortable."

Regina stopped what she was doing and turned to face the other woman figuring that it would better if they talked about this face to face.

"Emma, you have nothing to apologize for. You had a nightmare and you needed me, like you stated before.

"But-"

"There's something else isn't there?"

Emma hung her head low avoiding the brunette's gaze. "Yes."

"Emma? What is it?"

Looking up the blonde sighed and her shoulders slumped. "I guess that I should admit this..."

"Admit what?"

"I've wanted to run to you before. Call me crazy but you're the only person that gets me, especially since I got shot. I just wanted to let you know that maybe there was something more to me coming to your room last night."

"I figured."

Emma's head snapped up in surprise as Regina slid the bowl of cereal in front of her. "You did?"

All Regina did was shrug in response, picking up her cup of coffee once more. "Yes. As you're coming clean I suppose maybe I should too."

"Really?"

Regina nodded and rounded the counter until she came to a stop next to the blonde and leaning in close to her ear she smiled. "I've been wishing you'd come down to my room too."

Emma sat frozen as Regina placed a bold yet soft kiss to her cheek and left the room. Her hand came up to touch the spot where the other woman's lips had been and smiling she started to believe that for the first time since she'd gotten shot that maybe staying at Regina's house instead of with her parents was one of the best decisions she'd ever made.