Okay... So I decided to have a fast, very fast update because this is a short chapter and I am not sure if I will be able to update next week due to my fucking broken laptop I will try to get back to my aunties to sort some chapters out for you guys ASAP! Any Mistakes are my own, I'm sorry hehe.

Loads of love Chevonne xox

well I suck! Only just found out that that button is how you get the line up :') Haha! Feel free to laugh at my stupidity! xD

'1980 fucking 3 Emma!' She shrieked loud enough for only dogs to hear.

'Regina...' Emma tried,

'No! Save it Emma! I don't want to hear it!'

'Please don't hate me Regina, I didn't know-' Emma hung her head in shame and disappointment in herself.

'Emma, look I don't hate you, I'm just angry, well not even angry just umm... Well I guess I'm a little scared...' Regina admitted quietly.

'Okay, well what are we going to do?' Emma asked sincerely,

'We?'

'Well I caused this didn't I? I'm not just going to leave you to deal with it by yourself! I am taking full responsibility for the situation!'

'Oh? Right, okay well, I don't know... I've never had to deal with anything like this before'

'Well, the best idea would be the A&E department, which means hospital-'

'No! We are not going anywhere near a hospital. There must be something else that we can do Emma- please?' Fear rushed through the brunette as she began hyperventilating at the thought of having to go to hospital.

'Okay, okay, no hospital,' Emma heard the panic in the older woman's voice and tried reassuring her yet not fully understanding why she freaked out every time the blonde mentioned them going to the hospital 'have you got anything that might help at home then, because I didn't see anything when I emptied the medicine drawer and to be honest, as we have seen, I have no idea how long Mary-Margret has had that stuff in there for-'

'Clearly. I may have some ointment at home to disinfect the burns.'

'Great! Let's go, the blonde jumped up putting a new pair of freshly washed drainpipe tight skinny legged black jeans and a black vest top when she was stopped.

'Aren't you forgetting something?' Regina called looking down at her half naked body.

'Oh right.' Emma chucked 'umm here are some sweatpants, they're the best things I have, everything else is skin tight.' She threw a grey pair of track suit trousers toward the brunette woman and went back to clothing herself.

'Eww!' Regina mock gagged, 'you expect me to wear this?! What are you thinking?' Disgust rippled through her voice.

'Seriously?'

'Look, I'm not going to walk around like I've been living in a gutter.' She paused before carrying on, 'umm... No offence.'

'Geez! Thanks Regina, just put them on, all you're going to be doing is getting into the car and then getting out of the car! Your not going on a fashion parade, plus: I stole those trousers from Burberry, so it's not like you will be wearing anything from a charity shop!' Regina seemed less upset at the fact that the trousers had a brand name that she was familiar with.

'Umm... Emma, could I borrow some unvvvvvv' Regina muffled.

'Some what?'

'Unvvvvvv' she repeated.

'Regina, what the fuck is unvvvvv?'

'Undervvv' Regina tried.

'Spit it out woman! What are you saying?'

'SOME UNDERWEAR EMMA! SOME FUCKING UNDERWEAR!'

'Jesus! Why didn't you just fucking say? Yes, you can borrow some, why do you get so uptight about this kind of thing? Even after I've seen all of your vagina!'

'Well I wasn't brought up in the foster system, with no respect for myself!' Regina spoke before she thought, 'Emma, I didn't mean to say that, I was just angry-'

'Save it Regina! Please, just forget that you even said it okay.' She threw a pair of underwear from her knicker drawer purposefully picking up a pair of women's Y-fronts to give to the brunette, 'here' was all she said before leaving the woman alone in her room.

'Okay...' The Brunette replied thoroughly disappointed in herself

Regina paced the bedroom for a while pissed off at the fact she had been so vile toward the blonde even though she had done nothing but help her. 'Why do you have to be so uptight Regina.' She kept asking herself.

She sat on the edge of the bed and began putting the underwear on, she slipped it up her silky olive toned legs before realizing that it was going to hurt when pulling them over her thighs where the burns were situated. She gritted her teeth before quickly pulling them up and over the burns, 'OUCH!' She screamed, and Emma came running 'shit, Regina, are you okay?' Even after what the brunette had said, she still cared for her.

'I should be fine, oh and Emma?'

'Yeah?'

'I really am sorry.' She spoke sincerely.

'I know.'

TBC...

OOOO... I like this new line thingy I figured out :') gosh, I'm easily amused!
So how do you think Emma's taken that rather harsh insult?... Leave me a review :D xox