AN: I know I'm super late getting chapters up but school is hectic. I'm currently posting this at 3AM so I have no clue how many mistakes are in this or even if it makes a lick of sense. Enjoy!
"You shoot me, I shoot her," he stated.
Truthfully, Emma wasn't going to blow Robin Hood's brains out. She was going to get her point across, one way or another, and if that meant threatening Regina's husband to stop changing the subject and to just answer the damn questions, then a gun would do the trick.
Meanwhile, Regina was more than slightly insulted that she was playing the role of the damsel in distress when she was obviously the most intelligent life-form in the diner. "Emma, Robin‒" she began but was cut off by Emma.
"Regina, I know you probably hate not having any control in this situation but for your own safety, please, please, please leave. We can talk about it later but we won't be able to if you get hurt here," Emma begged.
The fully trained bail bonds-person glanced over at Regina and all Robin could do was scoff at her incompetent mistake. Of course he tried to take advantage of this slip-up by redirecting his gun at the so-called 'best bounty hunter in north-eastern USA'. Little did he know, this was all a part of Emma's plan and with no gun was pointed at Regina so an accidental misfire wouldn't hit the brunette, Emma whipped around and disarmed the brooding man.
Agent Emma Swan took complete control over the situation and now had two guns pointed at Robin Hood. "Now," Regina established, tired of being the bystander, "You're going to tell us why you wanted me, your wife, killed and why you were so eager for this undergo as soon as possible, hmm?"
"H- how about we, um, talk about this in a, uh, civilized manner with no guns?" Hood feigned innocence and defeat. The two women in front of him had no idea what the one next to him, the long forgotten Marian, had in store for her arch nemesis, Ms. Mills. She didn't even have the heart to change her last name after marrying Robin!
"Nope, sorry mister but you had your chance. Get out of my sight," Emma demanded. She felt all-powerful with two guns pointed and her favourite person at her side, well besides her son, Henry, of course, but he was at safe and sound at his private boarding school. For now though, she was in control and she would abuse her power to get this imbecile out of her and Regina's faces.
The commanding power didn't last long though when Marian, who honestly, Emma had forgotten about, moves like lightning. Marian flicked out a knife from her thigh holster and, instead of stabbing the person with the two guns, jabbed for Regina. The bounty hunter's instincts kicked into gear and the adrenaline coursing through her veins willed her to pull the trigger, but her brain told her to shoot somewhere not deadly. So she shot Marian in the thigh where that damn knife came from.
Regina and Marian both screamed in pain. At this point, the few people who were in the diner in the beginning had either scrambled out or hid under their tables. Shit. Regina's hurt. Swan quickly knocked Hood out without a second thought and rushed to Regina's side.
Regina was clutching her chest, just below her heart. The blade was left in, which was a good sign and it was also quite possible that no organs or major veins were punctured. She still needed to go to the hospital.
"Stay with me, Regina, it's going to be okay. Just please keep your eyes open, okay dear?" Emma begged. She could not have Regina passing out on her now.
"Talk to me, keep me distracted," Regina whimpered weakly, "Tell me about your life." Emma stared at the brunette, covering her would and applying the proper amount of pressure.
"Yeah, yeah sure," Emma stuttered. "Someone dial 911!" she shouted across the diner first and say Granny doing just that in her peripheral vision. "I was found on the side of a highway the day I was born, wrapped in a blanket that had my name on it. My entire childhood was game of hopscotch from foster home to foster home until I was 15. That's when my last foster home kicked me out and I decided to run away. I met a guy named Neal when I was 16 and a year later I was pregnant and in Juvenile prison. I was let out 9 months later, when my son Henry was born but I had to train and work as a bail bonds-person. Henry is 15 now and in a private boarding school so he can stay safe while I do my job. Since I was trained to be a bounty hunter so early, I'm good at what I do. I usually work in the big cities like New York and Boston. And that's basically my life story," Emma concluded.
Regina's eyes were still open by the time the woman leaning over her was finished, but they were still getting heavy. Before she gave in to the seductive pull of darkness, the ambulances came and the injured women were loaded into the vehicles. The drivers tried to force Emma to stay away and not get in with Regina, since the agent was still carrying two guns. Emma Swan was having none of it though and shoved the guns in her purse while hopping aboard, passed the workers.