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Prompt: Regina throws up (almost projectile) in front of Emma and Emma ends up taking care of her (Established SQ).
"Are you okay?" Emma asked Regina, she could tell that something was off with her. "You look a little pale."
"I-I'm fine," Regina told her but Emma still looked worried. "Honestly Em-" But then she suddenly leaned forwards and threw up, all over Emma's feet. "I-I'm so sorry." She managed to get out before she threw up again.
"No you're not, come on," Emma said, helping her to the bathroom. "I'll look after you."
"You've got to go to work though." Regina protested, leaning over the toilet and throwing up once more. "I'll be okay."
"David can survive without me today," Emma told her. "Now I'm gonna get a bucket and help you up to your bed and you are going to spend the day in bed."
"But what about Henry, I'll need to collect him from school and cook his dinner and-" She was cut off as she threw up once more.
"I'll sort it all, you just relax," Emma told her, flicking her wrist so a bucket appeared in her hand. She helped Regina up and held the bucket in front of her and then Emma poofed them both up to Regina's bedroom. "Here you go." Emma said, helping Regina onto her bed. "Why don't you get back into your pyjamas?" She suggested. "It'll be a lot more comfortable than your work clothes." Regina nodded and Emma walked out of the bedroom. "I'll just get you a glass of water as well." By the time Emma had got Regina a glass of water, Regina had managed to get into a baggy black tank top and a pair of jogging bottoms.
"Thanks." Regina said, taking a sip from the water.
"Are those my pyjamas?" Emma asked, narrowing her eyes at what Regina was wearing.
"They're way comfier than mine and I didn't think you'd mind." Regina explained. "I can get into mine if you'd prefer."
"No, it's fine." Emma told her. "You just concentrate on feeling better."
"You don't have to fuss around me you know." Regina told Emma as Emma began plumping up Regina's pillows to make the bed more comfortable for Regina.
"I know, but you deserve being fussed over," Emma smiled. "Why don't you take a nap and then see if you can manage some lunch?"
"Okay," Regina smiled, pulling her duvet around her and setting the glass of water down. "Thanks Emma." Emma walked over to the window and drew the curtains so that the light of the morning sun wouldn't disturb Regina before she went outside Regina's bedroom. She moved a chair from Henry's room outside the door and sat down. She then sent David a quick text telling him she couldn't come in to work and then began staring at the door.
She didn't want to be far from Regina in case she needed Emma. For two hours Emma sat, staring at the door until it was nearly time for lunch. She put the chair back and then went into the bedroom and smiled at the sight of Regina curled up sleeping. Regina always looked so much younger and happier when she was asleep. Then she walked over to the bed and began to wake Regina up gently.
"Hey, Regina," She whispered and Regina came around slowly and began to sit up. "You feeling any better?"
"A little," Regina told her. "The nap definitely helped."
"Up to a bit of lunch?" Emma asked her and Regina nodded.
"As long as you don't go and get me one of those awful cheese toasties from Granny's." Regina smiled.
"I won't," Emma promised. "I'll be back soon." She told her before she went down to the kitchen. Emma then began looking for a recipe and soon found the one she was looking for: chicken soup. Regina loved it, especially when she was ill. It wasn't long before Emma had finished making it and buttered some rolls to go with it. "Here you go." Emma said, coming back into the bedroom with the soup and bread on a tray. Regina smiled when she smelt what it was.
"Thanks Emma," She said as she took the tray from Emma and sat up in bed properly. "I'm the luckiest woman alive having you look after me."
"I'm just lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend," Emma smiled. "She deserves nothing less than the best home-made chicken soup in Storybrooke." Regina smiled as she took a slurp.
"Mmm," She smiled. "Delicious, as always."