Author's Note: I do not own Once Upon a Time or its characters. Just a fan.

Henry got into the bug with Emma.

"Morning kid. I was a little surprised by your call that you needed a ride to school. Does Regina have some important meeting this morning? She's not one to miss driving you to school."

"Mom's sick."

"Like a cold or something?"

"Yeah, flu I think. She was pretty miserable this morning. I offered to get her breakfast but she said she couldn't hold anything down."

"Must but a bad case of it. I take it she didn't get a flu shot."

"She never does. She never gets sick though."

"Never?"

"No. I have never seen her sick."

Emma stored that information away and dropped Henry off at school. Instead of heading to the station, she called her father and asked him to watch over things for a bit. She went to Granny's instead.

"Hey Granny, do you have any chicken noodle soup?"

"No, but it wouldn't take me long to cook some up."

"Could you? I'd appreciate it."

"It's not a problem. Henry not feeling well?"

"Um no he's fine. It's Regina. She's got the flu."

"Oh," Granny said raising an eyebrow. "And you are going to take her some soup?"

"I thought it would be nice and you know I don't want Henry getting sick so the sooner Regina is well the better."

"Right," Granny said. "Come back in 30 minutes and I will have it ready for you."

"Thanks Granny."

Emma left and Granny turned to start the soup. Red came up and leaned on the counter while she worked. Granny paused, pulled out $20 from her apron and handed it to Red.

"Told you," Red said. "$30 says they have sex before the week is up."

Granny considered, "I will cut my losses thank you."

Within the hour, Emma was pulling up to Regina's. She thought Granny gave her a weird look when she picked up the soup but she shrugged it off.

She entered through the back door using the hidden key Henry had told her about. She warmed up the soup and sat the bowl on a tray and carried it upstairs. She couldn't knock and hold the tray so she called out to Regina before entering her bedroom.

"Miss Swan, what are you doing here?" Regina groaned as she sat up.

"I brought you soup. Henry told me you were sick."

Regina looked at her in surprise as Emma placed the tray on her lap. It smelled really good, Regina thought. "Um … thank you Miss Swan, this is rather kind of you."

"Kind enough for you to use my actual name?"

Regina smiled, "Thank you Emma."