Hello everyone! Thank you for reading! :) Hope you enjoy my story!

I'd like to thank all those who favourited, followed and/or reviewed my first chapter. It helped to go on.

I wont write FTL/EF, we are going to stay in SB. My timeline will be a bit different from what we saw/see in the show, but I hope I can make it obvious for everyone.

Regina took a few steps toward the spot fromwhere Zelena disapeared seconds ago. She tried to shield herself from the prying eyes. Again, she felt it difficult to calm herself, her panic was rising despite all her efforts. Eventually the sobs came, which she desperately tried to suppress, with no avail. She couldn't understand why fate kept stabbing her in the heart, haven't she suffered enough? Can't she ever be happy? No, maybe she can't. Those terrible things she did as the Evil Queen surely were enough to receive in return the most cruel and bloody punishment. So let it begin. She just hoped Zelena won't hurt the baby. The baby she wanted for so long. Her baby, who will grow inside her, who will be just hers, no birthmom to take he or she away. Or so she thought. On her firts steps on the road to goodness she gets slapped right in the face. There is no goodness for her in this life, there is nothng left for her. Maybe the Charmings somehow will be able to save her child after it is born, but she, she better fade away, disappear, be nothing like she already is. She failed someone again, someone who would have mean everything.

- Is it true? - Snow whispered concerned.

- Yes. - It was her daughter who gave the answer, and this made Snow think. How did Emma know?

- We can't let this happen. - She carried on frustrated.

- I know, and we won't. I am the savior, there has to be something I can do.

All this time Emma only had eyes for Regina. She could see the brunett's body shaking, and she won't let her collapse in the middle of the main street.

- Regina, come, let's get you inside. - She was careful, didn't know how the other woman would react. - Maybe you should sit down.

No answer. Not even a move, except for the slight shaking. She was still standing back to them.

Emma called her again, now louder, but still nothing. She had enough of this. She walked in front of Regina when she noticed her eyes being unfocused, her face marked with teardrops. Emma's heart nearly broke for the brunett then.

Burried deep in her thoughts, Regina saw a blurry figure float into her vision. Only after Emma grabbed her shoulders, was she able to focus her eyes on the blond.

- Regina! Regina, look at me. - And when she finally did, Emma allowed herself a slight smile. - You ready to go?

She would't dare to ask her if she was okay. She was sure her answer would be yes, although it was quite the opposite. Regina nodded and let herself guide away by Emma. But suddenly she was dragged out of her haze.

- Regina! I just heared. Are you okay? - Robin run up to them, worry and curiosity both well seen on his face. As he got within an arm's reach to her, his worry grew even more. Regina's eyes were red and still full of unshead tears, however the fire in them started to spread dreadfully.

Something snapped in Regina at this man's words. Why did he care? How dare he? Can't he leave her alone? Why does he have to make it more difficult?

- You shouldn't worry yourself, outlaw. It isn't yours. I already knew it when we had our night of passion. - Her voice was raspy from crying.

- Don't do this Regina, please!

- You should stay away from me, for your son's sake!

He took her hand instead, and looked deep in her eyes.

- No, listen to me! Didn't it occur to you that maybe perhaps I am the father, that we were together back in the echanted forest? I care for you, don't push me away, please!

His eyes were so kind, loving even. He thought it meant something, Regina realised. Their night together, Robin thought ... He ... No he can't!

- No, it didn't occur to me. - She whispered. - Because it doesn't matter, this child won't be yours, no matter what, and it won't be mine either. So, please, don't make it more difficult.

- We can fight her. - He pushed.

- I won't let anyone to get hurt because of me ever again. - She shook her head, too tired to fight him.

- We still will fight! - David said strongly. Snow stood by his side, and there were others around them, too. Tink, Bell, Granny, Archie, the dwarfs.

- Yes, we will, but only after a good night's sleep. - Emma spoke finally, sensing Regina's uneasyness. - Tomorrow we will meet at the apartment and discuss everything.

They all agreed and everyone started to walk home to try to sleep after all that happened. David and Snow led the way, while Regina let herself guide by Robin. She was completely numb, othervise she wouldn't let him hold her this close. It would hurt too much. Luckily, at this moment she couldn't feel a thing.

TEN DAYS PRIOR

Who the hell was it, Emma thought. It was late and she really hoped it wasn't emergency. She had her fair share of it for a year again already, and she wasn't even back to Storybrooke for like eight days or so. And she desperately needed to rest after the previous day's events. So she opened her door, ready to send whoever it was back into hell, for not letting her alone at least for some hours.

- I need to see a doctor. - Regina all but blurted it out at Emma.

-Okay... Than why did you come here, and didn't go to the hospital? - She regretted her words as soon as they left her mouth. Regina just looked so lost. And afraid? Was that really fear, what she saw on the brunett's pale face?

- I... I'm sorry, I sholudn't have... Neal just died today, and I know it ... - she whispered defeated, and started to turn around to leave.

- No, no I am sorry. It was rude of me. Come inside. We can talk, Henry is already sleeping. - she said, taking a step inside to let the other woman in. Maybe she can distract her from thinking about Neal. And Henry.

- I still am sorry. I shouldn't bother you this late, only I thought we could talk without Henry noticing. Can I? - she was slightly shaking, Emma noticed and before she could nod, Regina already lowerd herself into the nearest chair with a relieved breath. Emma knittted her eyebrows.

- What's wrong? - she sat on another chair, constantly studying the brunett.

- I feel these simptomes since the day we came back, and they just won't go away. My lower back hurts terribly sometimes and I can't eat enything sweet, it makes me feel sick. And my breasts are... - She looked at Emma after all this sputtering in one breath. - I can't believe I'm talking to you about this.

- It's okay, go on.

- They are uncomfortable. And I can't wait three more weeks to maybe have my period than. - She lowered her gaze than.

- You think you are pregnant. - It wasn't a question.

- It feels like it, yes. But I need confirmation and to make sure everything is as it has to be. This is why I came to you for help. I can't trust the people in the hospital. It would feel safe if you could come with me.

Emma was really touched. They were becoming friends after all, and it felt right.

- You know, there is an easyer way to confirm this, before we go to the hospital.

AFTER THE FUNERAL

- You never called or anything? - Regina gasped at Emma's sudden closeness. - Remember, you were the one who came to me for help, don't back away now! - She was surprised that after all this emotional roller-coaster Emma still had a thought for her.

- Yes, it was indeed positive. - she whispered, avoiding the other woman's gaze. She hoped her answere was enough to make Emma let go of the subject, it wasn't the right time, she just said goodbye to the father of her son. Abow all, it was easier for Regina not to talk about it. What else to say anyway, she was puzzled and felt vulnerable, and she would rather die than share it with anyone. She wanted to get over this state of hers, which she considered to be temporary. She was stronger than this, she can overcome the long forgotten feelig of defencelessness.

- Hey, I'm here to help, okay? Honestly, I am glad you came to me, you really shouldn't be alone in this. It's good you try to open up. - Emma considered it good news, for her it felt like a new light in the surrounding darkness. Despite this sad, sad day, she was able to smile a little thanks to Regina's aswere. But why was she so distant?

- I don't think I am ready for this. - the blond almost could't hear what she was saying.

- What? You are kidding me! You crave for children, Regina! - Her voice became surprisingly steady, despite all the crying.

- No, I... I meant to open up, I am not ready to open up. - finally she looked up at Emma with watery eyes and a slight smile. - I so much want to tell you to go away, and leave me alone. To tell you that I can do this, that I don't need help.

Emma's smile didn't last long, she again had tears in her eyes. So much for the happy news?

- But I can't. I feel helpless. And I would rather feel angry, but I can't help myself. - Her eyes fluttered around, clearly she had a hard time explaining herself. - I still want to squeeze that crazy witch's throat till her eyes come out of their socket. - For a moment Emma saw the fire in her eyes, which soon died away. - For doing this to us. I don't even know who the father is. It might have been love or the opposite, and I don't know which one frightens me more. A war is imminent, and I have no idea how much a help I will be. I feel weak, Emma. In every way possible. So, I would like to ask you very specificly, to keep this between us. Please. Until I figure things out.

And with her brokenly honest, pleading look, which she hardly let anyone see, Regina stormed away as fast as she opened hersef up to Emma previously.

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I wrote and posted this before 3x16 came out.