A/N: Hi! So, I haven't written anything worth posting in years so I may be a bit rusty with this! My muse has been rather excited to write this story so I hope you enjoy this as much as I've enjoyed writing it! It will be eventual SwanQueen of course. Any mistakes are all mine but I hope I found them all!

Enjoy!

Emma swirled her drink around the bottom of the glass as she sat in a booth on her own in the bar. She didn't want to face anyone. She didn't want any pity for her loss. She hadn't been able to save Killian from the underworld. In fact she had managed to do the exact opposite. Not only had she not been able to save Hook, she had then caused Robin's death. Granted she had not been the one too actually take his life but if she had never insisted on going to the underworld then Hades never would have come to Storybrooke and Regina would have her happy ending. Emma always managed to screw things up for herself and for anyone she cared for. She couldn't help but think that maybe she'd be better off on her own.

Emma sighed and downed the last of her drink. She had lost count of how many she'd had. She wasn't even sure how long she had been at the bar but she knew it must have been a while. When she had arrived the bar had been full, now only a handful of people were left. It had been a week since they had come back and Emma couldn't take any more pity from anyone. Pity made her feel guilty. She felt guilty that she couldn't save Killian of course but she also felt guilty because she had realised that he wasn't the true love of her life like everyone thought he was. Yes she loved Hook and cared about him, but he was not her true love and she wasn't in love with him. Emma would be able to move on but Regina had lost her true love. She had lost the man she was supposed to be happy with. That was all on Emma. She had once again destroyed her friend's happiness. It was becoming a habit. A bad habit.

"Last orders," the barman called out to Emma and she gave a nod. It was time to leave. She left her glass on the table and pushed herself up to stand. Her head began to swim and it was then that she realised she had drunk far too much.

"Shit," she cursed as she realised she wouldn't be able to get home. She was too drunk to drive and she wasn't even sure she could stand up let alone walk straight. Calling her parents was not an option. There was only one person to call. She let out a breath as she found the contact on her phone and dialled.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end of the phone sounded tired and Emma realised she had probably woken her.

"Sorry," she slurred. "I need a lift home."

"Emma, are you drunk?"

"Uh, maybe. Can you pick me up? I'm stranded." There was a long pause on the other end of the line and Emma was beginning to think that Regina had hung up the phone.

"Give me ten minutes. Don't do anything stupid while you wait, do you hear me?"

"Yes, miss." Emma grinned and dropped her phone onto the table. It only took Regina seven minutes to arrive at the bar. Even in her drunken state Emma couldn't help but notice that the mayor wasn't wearing any make-up and she seemed to be wearing black sweats under her coat. Regina put her hands on her hips and glared at the blonde in the booth. Emma just smiled back at her.

"How much have you had to drink?" Emma shrugged in response. She couldn't even have a guess as to how much she had drank. Regina sighed and took hold of the blonde's arm to pull her up. "Can you walk?"

"Maybe." Emma took one step forward and she looked like a baby dear trying to take its first step. Regina rolled her eyes and wrapped an arm around the younger woman's back to support her to the car.

"You stink." Regina wrinkled up her nose. "What the hell were you thinking, Ms Swan?" she demanded.

"I just wanted to forget," Emma mumbled as she fell into the passenger side of Regina's car. She let the brunette put her seat belt on and she closed her eyes as everything began to spin. Regina pursed her lips together as she looked at her friend. Emma had been hiding away from her for the past week. Whenever they had crossed paths she avoided looking at her and made her excuses to leave. Regina wasn't blaming the blonde for what had happened to Robin. That was just how Regina's life went. She wasn't due a happy ending. She was doomed to suffer forever. They had both lost someone that they loved. They understood each other's pain. Regina wanted to help her friend but until she let her in, there was nothing she could do.

"Do not puke in my car," the mayor warned as she pulled away from the curb. She got an incoherent mumble in response. She couldn't help but smile. Regina didn't think it was a good idea for Emma to be left alone tonight. She could do something as stupid as being sick in her sleep and choking on it. Taking her to Snow and Charming was out of the question. Henry was spending the night at Regina's so going back to Emma's wasn't an option. Regina would have to take Emma home and keep an eye on her.

"You owe me big time, Ms Swan." Regina mumbled as she drove home.

Surprisingly Emma wasn't a stubborn drunk. Actually she was very cooperative to whatever Regina asked her to do. Regina just hoped that Henry wouldn't wake up and see his mother drunk. Once she had managed to get the blonde up the stairs she paused. She could put her in the spare room but Regina wouldn't be close if anything happened. The most sensible option was to put Emma in Regina's bed so that she was right there if anything happened. That thought scared the mayor. The only people she had ever really shared a bed with was the King and Robin. She had never shared a bed with a woman before and her friendship with Emma wasn't that type of friendship. Her bed was big enough for the both of them and she would be able to keep an eye on her without disturbing her sleep too much.

"Gina," Emma mumbled against the brunette's shoulder.

"Let's get you to bed." Regina decided on her bedroom and sat the blonde down. She knelt down to unzip Emma's boots and placed them side by side on the floor. She then took off Emma's jacket before laying her down and covering her with the duvet. Emma murmured again but seemed to be in the land of sleep. Regina ensured that she was lying on her side before she went to get a glass of water, some aspirin and a bowl in case she was sick during the night. It was only after Regina had checked in on Henry too that she finally climbed into bed. She rolled onto her side and watched Emma's sleeping back for a while before she too also drifted off to sleep.

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Emma groaned as she slowly woke and the throbbing in her head took hold. She buried her face into the pillow and wished for the pain to stop. She had drunk far too much last night. As she took a deep breath to try and ease the throbbing she frowned. Her pillow smelt of Regina. Emma blinked a few times before she looked around the room. She wasn't in her bedroom. Emma sat up in bed and cursed as the pain tightened around her head and she reached a hand up.

"What the hell did I do last night?" The blonde didn't recognise the bedroom that she was in but she came to the conclusion that it had to be Regina's. With a hand still holding her head she clambered out of bed and made her way into the hallway. The house was quiet as she padded down the stairs. The smell of cooking hit her as she stepped off the last stair. Emma dropped her hand and made her way into the kitchen. Regina was stood at the stove and the smell was wonderful.

"Morning." Emma rubbed at the side of her head as she watched the brunette.

Regina turned her head and couldn't help a small smile. "You look like shit," she commented. "Does your head hurt?"

"Kills." Emma winced and sat down on a bar stool before she dropped her head into her hands.

Regina chuckled. "Did you not take the aspirin I left you?" Emma frowned. She hadn't noticed the aspirin. "Here." Regina opened a cupboard and filled a glass with water before she gave the blonde some aspirin. Emma gratefully took it and down the whole glass.

"Thank you." Emma looked up at the mayor and she suddenly remembered what her friend looked like when she had picked her up from the bar. Emma wasn't sure why she was remembering that detail. "Uh, thanks for picking me up last night."

"Well, I'm glad you didn't try to drive home," the brunette admitted as she plated up the bacon and eggs she had been cooking. She set the plate down in front of the blonde before them and a cup of coffee. She then joined her friend at the kitchen island.

"Do I need to apologise for anything else?" Emma asked carefully before she took a mouthful of food. She couldn't remember much after Regina picking her up and Emma knew what she was like when she was drunk.

"No. You pretty much fell asleep in the car and stayed asleep all night." Regina wrapped both her hands around her mug and watched the younger woman slowly eat. She could tell Emma was hung over for how slow she was eating. "Want to talk about why you were drinking?"

Emma sighed and put down her knife and fork. "I just needed to forget for a while, you know? It's been a week and people are still giving me pity looks. I just got tired of it."

"At least you get the pity looks." Regina took a sip of her coffee and thought about how many people had actually cared in the last week about how she was doing. Three. Three people, Snow, David and Zelena.

"I'm sorry." Emma looked across at her friend and Regina just shrugged. "I don't deserve the looks though." She looked down at her plate and pushed a bit of egg around with her fork. "Can you keep a secret?" Regina nodded and pursed her lips together as she waited for her friend to talk. Emma sighed and dropped her fork once more before she looked back at the brunette. "I wasn't in love with Hook. He wasn't my one true love. I loved him but I wasn't in love. I don't deserve all the pity. I'll move on. Yes I'm sad that he's gone but I'm not distraught like I should be. You're the one who has lost her true love and it's all because of me. I've ruined your happy ending."

Regina was stunned at her friend's confession. She had always thought that Emma and Killian were made for each other. She thought they would be together forever. How wrong she had been.

"You don't have to feel guilty for my loss," Regina spoke softly and placed her coffee cup down. "That's how life goes for me. I'm a villain. I'm not supposed to have a happy ending. I've learnt that now."

"You're not a villain," Emma defended instantly. "You have to stop thinking like that, Regina. You've come a long way from being the Evil Queen. You do deserve a happy ending. Maybe Robin wasn't it. Maybe your true love is still out there looking for you."

The mayor smiled at her friend's words. "Thank you but I'm not sure I have a true love."

"Never give up hope."

"You sound just like your mother." Regina laughed and Emma winced at the sound. Regina just laughed more at the blonde's reaction. "Eat up, you'll feel better." The mayor slipped from her stool and carried her empty coffee cup over to the sink to wash up. Emma watched her quietly for a few minutes before she did as she was told.

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