The first thing she took notice of upon waking up weren't the wide- green eyes staring back at her, but the surprisingly firm thigh just barely brushing up against her own. How one body part emitted so much heat was a scientific marvel. Her drowsy mind wanted her to lean into it more, to bask in the wonderful sensation, but that's when she met Emma's studying gaze. The feeling instantly fleeted.

"Hey." Emma said sheepishly. Always so articulated.

"Miss Swan." Emma's eyes took on a wounded look at the title. After sleeping on the couch together it did feel unnecessary but addressing her on a first name basis in their current position felt far too intimate. "How are you feeling?"

"Sore but most of all hungry."

"I'll make us something to eat. How does an omelette sound?"

Emma's eyes didn't exactly light up at the idea of an omelette but she agreed anyway. She strode into the kitchen ignoring how strangely domestic this all felt. Emma waking up in her house, while she made her breakfast. If only this happened under a different set of circumstances...no she didn't just think that. It was the lack of caffeine.

"What time does the kid usually get up? I mean its pretty late in the day." She cast a glance at her watch, Emma was right it was 10am. Henry was usually up by now, despite it being Saturday.

"Why don't you go check up on him." Emma nodded and she was left to perfect their omelettes.

Last night had been taxing on her which meant it was probably more so on Emma. Yet the blonde looked well rested, as though she hadn't been attacked last night or slept on a couch. Maybe she misjudged Emma maybe she was far better at hiding her emotions than she previously thought. Or maybe she just really was that strong.

She flipped over the omelette and the sound of footsteps bounding down the stairs alerted her to Emma's presence.

"Regina." Emma panted. She was out of breath and there was a trace of panic in her voice. "Henry's not there but he left this note…"

Moms

I woke up early this morning and saw you two on the couch cuddling.

"We most certainly were not cuddling." She interjected.

I figured you weren't going to get up anytime soon. Emma you were doing that thing where you drool and Mom you were kinda smiling. So I didn't want to bug you. Ill be at the docks with Hook he's gonna take me out on a trip. Don't worry I'll be back for dinner!

Love Henry.

"Why that slimy dirty useless one handed pirate!"

"We have to get down there. To stop them."

"For once I find myself in agreeance. " She took the frying pan off of the burner and tossed it into the sink.

"Take my hand." Emma paused for a moment but her slightly calloused hand fell into her own. Without any warning, she whisked them away in a puff of smoke. Emma's grip tightened causing her nails to dig into the back of her palm.

"Would it kill you to trim your nails a little?" She snapped ripping her hand free. Her hand was stinging.

"Sorry...I just wasn't expecting that." Emma looked sick and she almost wanted to apologize for snapping at her.

"Hooks ship is still here."

She broke into a jog with the boat locked in her sights. How dare he take my son. She thought bitterly. The man was a drunk and a low life. She did not want that kind of character hanging around Henry.

She was too caught up in her loathing to fully comprehend their current situation. Emma and her still in pajamas storming a boat full of pirates. It would almost be comical if it hadn't felt so degrading. The instant she set foot on his deck made his presence known and reminded her of reality.

"Oye nice wardrobe your majesty!"

"Its still far more appealing than your dirty rags. Where's hook?"

"Captains quarters but he doesn't wish to be disturbed."

"Like I'm going to take orders from you!" During the time it took for them to quarrel Emma had already brushed passed them and was heading for the cabin.

Both Regina and Mr. Smee turned towards her at the sound of the door being kicked in. What the fuck! Regina thought although not quite in those exact words.

"Hook!" Emma growled. The blonde was livid, like a snarling bull ready to charge at any moment, and Regina didn't know why but something about seeing that side to Emma had her feeling turned on.

"Swan! Decided to join us did you? I say welcome aboard. The lads a natural born pirate."

"Henry come on you're leaving."

"What?"

"Yeah what the boy said what?"

"Hook next time you want to go sailing with my son ask me first. " She grabbed Henry's shoulder and ushered him out of the room.

Regina caught up with her at this moment and took hold of his other shoulder.

"Moms calm down I can walk. I'm leaving!"

She released her grip as did Emma allowing him to break away from them in a sprint.

"I hate you both!" He yelled. The words slapped both of them in the face like a recoiled swinging door. Henry was her world but something else was happening. Something far more important than Henry's little temper tantrum for her to fully being wounded by his words. Emma.

"Henry!"

"Swan!" Hook grabbed her wrist and a look of panic flashed across the blondes face. Emma quickly tried to push it aside but Hook was being unusually aggressive. "Let the kid sail!"

Seeing Hook's hand pulling and gripping at Emma twisted her stomach into knots just as much as Henry's choice of words. He shouldn't be touching her like that. She could see the fear, the anxiety at being manhandled in her eyes and Emma was too rattled by it all to fully voice her protest. This idiot did not know how to properly socialize.

"Hook if you value the one hand you have left I suggest you release Miss Swan immediately." The biting tone in her voice surprised them all. He instantly let go and Emma jerked back, looking both angry and relieved.

"Swan...Sorry I just wanted to share with him what my father shared with me."

That's when she snapped, and if Emma were a gun Hook's body would be lying lifeless on the ground.

"He's not your son!" Emma yelled. Her fists clenched at her side, and they all watched in horror as the veins in her neck protruded. "He will never be so stop trying and leave us alone!"

Emma stormed out of the cabin. The color drained from Hook's face and when her turned to look at her she couldn't help smirking at him. The bastard deserved it. He sneered at her and that's when she realized she should be chasing after Emma. Hook the imbecile! When she caught sight of Emma she was rounding a corner of the docks. She called out to her for the third time.

"Emma. Stop!" Emma did this time but only from her legs buckling beneath her. She couldn't keep going. She was too tired, too emotionally drained and running had lost its appeal.

These were the moments Regina wished she still kept her heart locked away, then she wouldn't have to be subjected to the agony of the sight before her. Emma was crying into her hands, kneeling and shaking all in one.

"Emma..." She flinched when she placed a hand on her back. " Henry didn't mean it. "

"I-I know ."

"Then...what is it?"

"Last night...the man who attacked me. He grabbed me just like that. I felt it all over again..." Emma took in a steadying breath. "I'm sorry for doing this to you again. I'm being stupid."

"No you aren't. Emma you were attacked. It does something to you. It changes you I know because..." She trailed off realizing what she had been about to say. She hadn't told anyone about it.

"Because what?" Emma wasn't crying anymore, she had her attention directed towards each and every one of her words.

"Because I have been attacked before too." A small part of her felt relieved at admitting it. She had buried it for so long but would it help?

"Shit...Regina I'm sorry I-"

"Stop apologizing. Stand up and lets find Henry. We can talk about this later." She wasn't prepared for this conversation. Thankfully, Emma nodded and took the offered hand.

"Do you think we could change first?"

A/N:My updates are random because my plot bunnies run off of caffeine and bouts of free time. I am grateful to all of those interested in this story, and as always your reviews have been highly appreciated!