Chapter 7

A few days had passed and Emma was now deemed fit for an abortion, which concerned the blonde considering why she was to be deemed fit for ir in the first place, and there was no way that was happening, even if the doctors assume otherwise. As Dr Scott was only a doctor for trauma, Dr Anderson who handles the reproductive side paid Emma a visit, one that as she knew was coming and asked Regina to be with her when it happened.

Seeing the doctor walk into her room, Emma immediately latches on to Regina's hand for support and to ease her nerves.

"Emma Swan? Here for a abortion via surgery?"

"No!"

Both woman look towards one another having both shouted at the doctor who looks extremely confused. Emma looks back to him and smiles nervously. "I...I'm not doing it..I never wanted...I just want to go home..well..away from here anyway.."

"Okay...then I will just get Dr Scott..to come back". Confused at why the sudden change to the procedure, the doctor leaves the two women alone in the room.

Sighing in relief, Regina gives Emma a smile. "Thank you.."

Nodding, the blonde gives a small smile back. "Do I..go with you? When I leave here? Because I was staying at Harry's and now.."

"You're coming home with me Emma..back to where you belong"

"Okay.." Glancing down to their still entwined hands, Emma bites her lip feeling embarrassed then notices something. "You have a ring too?"

Regina follows her gaze and watches in awe as the blonde runs her thumb over it. "Yes..I do, we..had the same idea and ended up asking one another.."

Grinning slightly, Emma looks up at her. "At least neither one of us could say no right?"

"That's what I said..."

"So..this small town we live in...what's it called?" The blonde looks curiously at the brunette and notices the woman's look. Shuffling over on the bed, she pats beside her and pulls Regina by their linked hands.

Sitting beside her fiancée, Regina looks over. "Storybrooke..I know odd name but..it is what it is.."

"And you're the mayor..and I'm the sheriff..boy, that's going to be hard to do with no memory of anyone.."

Bumping her shoulder gently, the brunette squeezes Emma's hand. "You'll get used to it and who knows..remember?"

Taking a deep breath, Emma looks worried. "I know..you're obligated because of the baby but when the baby is born..will you still be there..for me..even if I can't remember? If I never...would you be willing to start over?"

Regina smiles sadly and reaches across stroking her cheek. "For you?.. I would do anything"

"Good..because I've had enough of being alone now.." The blonde hugs into the woman beside her and closes her eyes. "I'm too tired of running..so stop me okay?"

Hearing the plea in her voice, the brunette nods and kisses her head. "I promise"

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Luckily for Emma, Dr Scott deemed her well enough to go home and discharged her as soon as he finished his final check up. Walking out of the room with Regina by her side, Emma gives a brief smile to Mary Margaret then follows the pair out to the car.

"A Benz?..I might have known" the blonde gives the brunette a teasing smile then gets in on the passenger side, leaving her 'mother' to sit in the back.

Rolling her eyes in response, Regina shares a quick smile with Mary Margaret at how Emma the comment was then slides in the driver's seat to head home. Staring out the window, Emma keeps a hand on her bump before hesitantly asking them a question that has been playing on her mind. "Would..it be okay if..we go straight..home? I don't think I have the energy to meet any of the town people who know me..it'll be awkward and I'm tired..seeing where I live will be..enough"

Mary Margaret leans forward on her seat, sensing the blonde's nerves and places a hand gently on her daughter's shoulder. "Of course Emma.."

Agreeing, Regina glances over. "You don't have to rush into anything you don't want to"

Giving a sigh of relief, Emma settles back, resting her head while looking down to her empty ring finger, knowing that she should be wearing a ring. The ring, she found at Harry's but is gone. An action that doesn't go unnoticed by the woman sat in the driver's seat.

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Once the pair had dropped Mary Margaret off at the loft, Regina continued to drive them home, opening the front door for the blonde and finding it quite intriguing to see Emma's dropped mouth expression at living in such a house.

"I live..here?" The blonde looks around curiously then grins.

Chuckling, the brunette comes up behind her taking Emma by her shoulders. "Yes dear, you do..now first rule of the house is that Emma Swan needs to go to bed and rest"

Emma pulls a face and pouts. "All I have been doing is resting!"

"Yes well baby is tired" Regina tries to ignore the cuteness of the blonde and how much she would love to kiss her right now.

"No baby is hungry" Emma continues to pout then grins when seeing the other woman's argument dissolve.

"Fine, I will go make you something, if you go up to bed..you don't have to sleep, I just want you to rest so that you are all better for the baby..and me" the brunette gives a coy smile at the last part then turns to go to the kitchen shouting out on the way. "Top of the stairs, door at the end of the corridor"

Biting her lip, the blonde watches a moment as Regina walks away then turns towards the stairs having a look around on the way, taking in all the decor. Stopping at the top, Emma can see straight in front the door to which the brunette was referring to but raises an eyebrow curious to the others. One was obviously a bathroom but there was three other rooms. Guest room. Guest room. Nursery...

Holding onto the doorknob tightly, the blonde can feel her eyes well up on sight of what is in front of her. Staring up at the castle mural in the centre of the wall, Emma swallows a newly formed lump and enters the room slowly. Stopping at the crib, the blonde lightly places a hand on the rail giving the bed a slight push allowing it to swing. Covering her mouth, the blonde lets out a frustrated sob.

"Emma?"

Turning around, Emma sees Regina standing in the doorway looking exactly how she currently feels, heartbroken. "I..I need to remember..or..feel..something..I just.." Pausing, the blonde realizes and rushes over go the brunette before grabbing the woman's face into a desperate kiss.

Stumbling back slightly, not expecting it, Regina quickly grabs Emma's hands and pulls away. "No Emma..not like this not..no"

With her lip trembling, Emma looks rejected then pushes past the brunette and makes her way to the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her.

A/N: poor Emma, she is so lost. How will she ever remember?