Here, have a short two-shot as a my Valentine's present for you :)


Regina groaned when her alarm went off and reached to turn it off. She slid her thumb over the screen mindlessly as she laid back to her original sleeping position, hoping to get a few minutes to snooze. But then, she felt a paw tapping her shoulder and she knew her dog wouldn't let her sleep.

"Alright, Heisenberg! I'm up! I'm awake!" she said, petting her dog's ears.

Heisenberg was a Jack Russell Terrier that she got last Valentine's as a present for her boyfriend, Robin. He always said how much he'd like to have someone to keep him company when Regina isn't around. Turns out, Robin didn't need Regina's help on that, because when she went to surprise him with the puppy, she found Robin in bed with a redhead.

After their messy breakup, Regina didn't know what to do with the dog. She couldn't just abandon him, especially after she adopted the dog at a pet shelter. There, she had seen how overcrowded the place was.

Keeping him was the best decision Regina made. It was nice to have someone waiting for you after a long day at work. Heinsberg was someone who would never hurt you, even though he is a dog.

Their routine was simple. Heisenberg would turn on the radio with a bop from his nose, which was already set on the news station, while Regina showered and dressed for the day. Then, the dog would bring the paper while his owner brewed her coffee and served his food.

Regina had always been proud of how well trained Heisenberg was. Then again, when she did something, she made sure to excel at it. Training a dog would not be an exception. That's why when she saw a mountain of foul smelling excrement on the bathroom's floor and another one in the kitchen, she knew there was something wrong with her pet.

She postponed her morning meetings and called the veterinarian for an emergency appointment. Since Heisenberg's regular veterinarian was not in town and she couldn't wait for two weeks until he came back, the clinic's secretary fit them in Dr. Swan's schedule, the other veterinarian at the animal clinic.

With as much grace as she could, Regina wrapped Heisenberg's backside in a blanket and drove to the clinic. Luckily, Heisenberg didn't defecate in the car, nor on Regina as she carried him into the clinic.

The secretary guided them to a small room and told them that the doctor would be in soon. After thanking her, Regina placed her dog on the examination table without removing the blanket and sat in the chair that was next to the bed.

Regina looked at her dog, worrying that he was suffering from something serious and that she'd lose him. At this point, she didn't know what she would do if Heisenberg left her.

"Good morning, Miss Mills," a young woman said as she entered the room, snapping Regina out of her thoughts. She had a file tucked under her arm and was wearing a white coat and a big smile. "And this must be Heisenberg," she added, petting the dog between his eyes.

"You must be Dr. Swan," Regina pointed out the obvious. She didn't know how she had envisioned what Dr. Swan looked like, but it was definitely not as a beautiful, green-eyed blonde who looked too carefree and young to be a veterinarian.

"I have to admit. I would have never pegged you as a Breaking Bad aficionado," Dr. Swan commented.

"Breaking what?" Regina looked confused.

"Seriously? You don't know about Breaking Bad?" Dr. Swan asked, and when Regina's didn't answer but raised an eyebrow. She remarked, "Heisenberg is the name of one of the main characters. I thought you named Heisenberg after him."

"Heisenberg is named after the german physicist," Regina replied.

"I see," the blonde nodded, but something in her tone made Regina realize that the vet had no idea about who she was talking about.

They changed the subject; they talked about Heisenberg and his reason for the visit, his age, whether Regina knew if his parents suffered from some similar disorder. The last question, she couldn't answer. At the shelter, they didn't know anything about Heisenberg's parents. He and his siblings had been abandoned in front of their door and that's all they knew.

The fact that Heisenberg was a rescue dog made Dr. Swan smile. Regina found herself drowning in the depths of the young veterinarian's piercing emerald eyes and her smile.

Turned out, Heisenberg ate something that caused his upset stomach. And, he'd be good as new after the prescribed treatment. After giving Regina the prescription and a date for their next appointment, the vet walked her to the car and opened the door for her so that Regina could place Heisenberg in the backseat.

"Thank you, Dr. Swan," Regina said as she closed the back door.

"Please, call me Emma," the blonde smiled.

"Very well. Thank you, Emma," the brunette corrected herself, liking how the name rolled off her tongue.

"Until next week?"

Regina smiled at Emma and nodded, "Until next week."