You guys wanted it, so here it is. Sorry it's so short.
Regina sat up abruptly in her bed breathing hard as though she had been running like her life depended on it. Well, given recent circumstances, that wasn't saying too much. More like running like Henry's life depended on it. Somebody she actually cared about. Emma's, maybe? She shook her head to try and clear it, to try and rid it of the images her mind had produced or recalled while she was asleep. The nightmares were driving her crazy. Her father's death by her own hand, Daniel's death, so many memories of the horrible things she had done to people and images of even worse things they would do in retaliation to her.
"Regina?" Came a sleepy voice from the chair by the window. Sitting in the moonlight was Emma Swan, who had taken it upon herself to make sure Regina was okay her first night back home. The Sheriff sounded tired, probably because it was 3 AM, according to the clock on the bedside table. She stood up and moved to sit on the edge of the bed and watch the mayor curiously. "What's wrong?"
Regina shook her head and wrapped her arms around her torso like she was trying to hug herself. Emma's heart ached at the sight, her eyes focused on the broken woman before her. "Nightmares." The brunette answered honestly, not seeing how lying could gain her anything or how the truth could cost her anything. It was a bit too obvious. She jerked away from Emma when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
The ever persistant Sheriff moved closer and pried Regina's arms away so she could wrap her own around the other woman. "It's okay." She murmured gently. "I've got you." She said softly, as soothingly as she could.
Regina's body tensed as she slowly lay back down, Emma moving with her. "Miss. Swan, you can let go now." She said after a moment. In all honesty, she didn't want Emma to let go. Just having somebody close was comforting.
"Regina, I think the formalities were over when I found you on the bathroom floor." Emma's voice was soft, coming after a few moments of an awkward silence. The blonde's arms tightened around Regina at the memory and she burried her face in the mayor's neck to try and escape the images that came to mind.
Regina turned around in her arms, so they were now facing each other. Her brown eyes searched the green ones that stared back at her, trying to detirmine if it was a cruel joke or if she genuienly did care. Deciding to take the risk, she slowly closed the distance so their lips were touching. Much to her surprise, Emma was soon kissing back once she got over the shock herself.
"Don't let go." Regina murmured against the other woman's lips.
"Never." Came the whispered answer as they met for another kiss.