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_STORY_

It took Emma almost a half an hour to bandage the gashes on Regina's legs and palms, and to re-bandage the wounds on both her wrist and forehead. She could tell some of the spots probably needed more attention than home care could provide but Regina was very adamant they not go to the hospital. Of course, she knew Regina didn't like Dr. Whale but she didn't realize how much. While she had been away it had increased, something had changed. That's all she could gather.

Regina couldn't have taken seeing Dr. Whale after what he'd done to Daniel, the monster he'd created out of her fiance'. She didn't mention any of this to Emma while she was being doctored, and she had no intentions of ever mentioning it to her. She did however let it slip who he really was.

"That body resurrecting Frankenstein, is NOT laying a finger on me!"

"Whoa - Dr. Whale is Frankenstein? Like, the, Frankenstein? That's wild." Emma was confused by the news, she'd thought only the classic fairytale characters were here, apparently she'd been wrong. Despite everything curiosity got the better of her. "How did he-"

"Its a terribly confusing tale, and it involves the Hat we used to snare the Wraith with."

Emma left it alone, anything Jefferson related gave her a freaking headache, now she didn't want to know. "Madame Mayor, I believe I am through."

"Just use my name Miss Swan, I won't bite."

Emma arched her eyebrow at the statement, "Good to see you feel a little better." Yet she couldn't believe such a cliche statement had just come from Regina's mouth, she'd almost expected the word 'hard' to follow. It hadn't, and she was glad. "I have a first name also you know."

Regina couldn't help but smirk as she watched Emma's reaction to her biting comment. She did feel slightly better, and after feeling like re-warmed Chimera for the past two weeks she couldn't help but joke. She also found it amusing how Emma had made it a point to tell her to stop calling her Miss Swan. "Of course, Emma, you can stop with the Madame Mayor and Your Majesty bits. Quite frankly neither holds much power when associated with me anyway." Regina frowned at her own words, it still upset her she'd lost what little control she'd had throughout the Town.

"Fine, and as much as I want to know what the hell is going on here, and I mean everything, you need rest." Emma steadied Regina and helped her off of the counter. "How do the legs feel?"

"Like they will withstand another day, thank you. I could explain now if you'd prefer?" Regina was not looking forward to rest, or anything possibly ending with her nodding off into another dream. Cursing as she saw the look Emma gave her, for once the blonde was going to be patient? Oh for heavens sake, what was wrong with her world lately.

"You don't look well. As much as I am dying to know about the hand-print on your wrist, or the gash in your forehead. Very nice shiner you earned with that by the way. Or, as much as I'd love the story behind your broken ribs- you need rest. Rest is what you are going to do."

"My ribs aren't-" Regina was cut off.

"Do not lie to me Regina. No more. Not after today, not again. I want the truth when you tell me what's going on, no more excuses. I know you have at lest two broken ribs, and you know I am right."

Regina couldn't believe Emma had caught the fact she had broken ribs. She had once been a master at hiding pain. From broken ribs to broken arms. When she was married to the King he'd warned her, to get caught by his court would be her end, not his. She'd never so much as gotten a second glance from the castle doctors, or as close as they'd had in Fairytale Land. No one had seen her even feigning an injury in over 6 years, yet Emma had caught it in a half an hour. She must be slipping.

"Regina, look I know your ribs are broken because I've had mine broken enough to see the signs, I wouldn't have noticed otherwise. I'm sorry I brought it up. You need to go rest, I need to bandage my legs, and we both need non-blood covered clothes." Emma wondered why Regina was looking at her different, she'd assumed it was because she'd called her out on the ribs but now she wasn't sure.

"I think you are right on the clothes," Regina looked her right in the eyes, "I was trying to picture you in something other than your classic white tee and red leather jacket." Truthfully she had been picturing such a sight, she'd also been thinking about Emma's broken ribs comment. Wondering how many times they'd been broken, and what the situation had been.

Emma smiled. "Hey, I like my jacket."

"Its horrible, I don't have anything like it. Yet, I am sure I can find something." Regina walked out of the bathroom at a limping pace. She left the door slightly ajar and moved towards her closet. She was going to change, then find something for Emma.

Emma shook her head and processed the days events as she peeled her blood soaked jeans off. This morning she was pissed Regina hadn't spent time with Henry, then she'd been worried about her, then terrified she was being killed. Now she was standing in her bathroom half naked after having just bandaged the older woman up. It was all a lot for her to take in. She looked down and hissed in pain as she went about cleaning the wounds.

Most of the cuts were nothing more than agitating surface scratches, but she had a few gashes she was going to have to watch carefully. She had even picked a few pieces of glass out of her knee. Regina had been thrashing violently when she'd burst into the house. She'd had no idea what she was going to find, yet when she found Regina fighting with no one but herself she hadn't though. She'd just acted. Earning a handful of terrified Regina and two legs full of angry glass. Some of the gashes were definitely deep enough to hurt like a son-of-a-bitch and as she began wrapping them with gauze Regina's voice startled her.

"Some of those look quite deep, if you want to go have them looked at-" Regina so didn't want the blonde to leave, but even she couldn't deny some of Emma's wounds were even worse than her own.

"I will be fine, I have no intentions of leaving until you rest." Emma looked up at Regina, but she kept wrapping her legs as she did. Regina was just watching her motions. The older woman now wore long black pajama pants and a blue silk nightshirt. She was holding what looked like matching clothes, yet the shirt was green. "Are those for me?" Emma was only slightly embarrassed when she realized Regina was seeing her in her underwear, she was actually relieved the woman was seeing her in her underwear. Relieved because usually she didn't wear any. Good choice today Em, this could have been very awkward. She chuckled at her mental comment and stood to take the clothes from Regina who'd nodded yes.

"Are you sure you don't want to get-" Regina was silenced by Emma laying a finger on her lips, lips which immediately burned like fire.

"I am not leaving. Give me a few minutes to finish up in here and I will not only straighten up the mess, but I will wipe up all the blood." Emma smiled as Regina smiled.

"Are you capable of all of that Dear?" She was surprised she was in a joking mood, maybe she had finally gone crazy. Maybe she just spoke to remove the fingers from her lips.

"Now, go rest," Emma moved her hand away from Regina, it had hovered like she'd need to silence her again. Then she left her standing in the bathroom doorway, as she went back into the bathroom. "Now Regina."

"I'll go sit in here if it will make you happy, but I don't need rest." Regina left the doorway and sat on her bed, propping her pillows in such a way that she was sitting against the headboard instead of laying down. She was going to just relax and wait for Emma to get through in her bathroom. Then she was going to get up. She was not going to fall asleep...

_TBC_


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