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{ Elusive Whisper 1/29/13 . chapter 8 -I really love this story. Very interesting to see Regina loosing control like that. I feel sorry for her though. Am I the only one who expects that she punched Emma because she was trying to wake her? That would be fun :p }
_STORY_
Emma saw the fist coming at her, but she wasn't quick enough to get out of its way. Regina punched her and she fell off of the side of the bed where she'd been perched. Regina packed one hell of a punch. She hit the ground hard, dazed and bleeding from her now broken nose.
Regina, now awake, covered her face with her hands. She moved them only long enough to regard Emma on her floor in a bloody heap, then she covered her face again.
"I'm so- I didn't mean to hit you."
Emma lifted her hand to her face and felt the damage.
Regina instantly felt embarrassed, and horrible. Her body ached, her head pounded, her side throbbed. She could feel her arms burning where the cuts were, and her neck was killing her. Oh no, her neck. She moved a hand from her face and touched her neck, pulling it away she could see the blood on her fingertips. Great, not only had she hit Emma but she had another mark from another nightmare.
Emma saw the bite-mark on Regina's neck and things began to make more sense. The pieces of the puzzle fell into place in her head, and she could almost hit herself she felt so stupid. The lack of sleep Regina had obviously been getting, the unexplained wounds, and Regina's lack of wanting to rest made more sense now.
"Your nightmares-" Emma paused, waiting for Regina to come out from behind her hands and listen to her.
Regina looked at her slightly, listening, waiting for Emma to yell at her.
"You're getting hurt, physically?" Emma didn't understand how, or why, but she knew it's what was happening.
"Yes." Regina let her hands fall to her lap, but she looked down as they fell, ashamed at the admission. "I, I'm sorry I hit you, I wasn't trying- I didn't- I just- sorry." Regina finally stopped her ramble and waited. She was still expecting Emma to be angry at her.
"Hell, I just wish whoever or whatever earned it would have gotten it." Emma got to her feet slowly and smiled.
Regina was confused, "Excuse me?"
"What do you mean 'excuse me'? For a righty you pack a seriously mean left hook." Emma smiled at her brightly, despite the blood coating her chin and running down her face and lips.
Surprisingly Regina smiled at the sight, boy she must really be exhausted. She felt relaxed though, despite the past hour's events. "Thanks, Daniel-" She felt like someone had stolen her air and punched her in the stomach. Her smile faded, Daniel had been the one who'd taught her to fight. He'd taught her to fight like a boy, and to show no weakness. She wondered if all his memories would be tainted now. If all her memories involving him would make her feel so sick and broken.
"Daniel?" Emma sensed something was off, and she saw Regina wince at the name. Why was Regina wincing at her old fiance's name. Emma didn't know what was wrong but she could tell it wasn't good.
"He taught me to fight. He was amazing, but- the nightmare, the version of him in it-" Regina's voice faltered.
"He's in your nightmares?" It shocked Emma a little, then a thought hit her. "I take it he's not the Daniel you remember?" Emma almost didn't want to hear Regina's answer. She had a feeling, from the intimate location of the bite-mark on the brunettes neck, what had been happening in Regina's nightmare.
"The nightmare version of Daniel is violent. Very violent, and very angry at me."
"Regina, its only a nightmare." Emma looked down and suddenly realized she was still holding her dirty shirt in her hands. Regina's screaming had brought her out of the restroom at a run. She'd changed her clothes and started to clean up when the screaming had started. She lifted it to her face and wiped the blood away with it. Then she sat next to Regina. "Regina its not really him, it's not Daniel, not really." Emma got the blood off of her face and threw the soiled shirt back into the bathroom as Regina watched. "I'll get it later, promise."
"I expect you to." Regina smiled slightly.
"Glad to see the old Regina's still in there." Emma moved herself higher onto the bed and leaned back against the pillows Regina had positioned earlier. "Look, you need to rest, and you obviously can't rest by yourself." Emma expected an argument as she opened her arms and waited.
Regina rolled her eyes, then she moved to lean against Emma's shoulder. She was too tired to argue with the frustrating blonde.
"I promise, first sign of trouble and I'll wake you up right away." Emma wrapped her left arm around Regina's shoulders and leaned her head back on the headboard. She watched as Regina nodded and closed her eyes. She realized right then how tired Regina really was. She'd received no argument, and she was not dead, both were signs the great 'Evil Queen' was not herself. Truth be told, she kind of liked the new Regina. Of course she'd like the new Regina better if nightmares weren't plaguing her every resting moment. Torturing her as they were, no one deserved that, not even Regina.
Regina shut her eyes and listened to Emma's breathing. Within moments she was asleep.
_TBC_
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