A/N: I am on time! Which, if you knew me irl, I am never on time.. Sometimes not even the right day... Not that you care. Anyways... Enjoy.

Two weeks of pure, unbridled, hell. Made only worse by the fact that Emma was stranded in a town she hated more than she hated Snow fucking White. Two weeks of medications, potions, and painful treatments. Each day the sickness lessened, but the treatments became more tiresome. More painful, more dreadful. But, Emma would put up with it. If it meant she was that much closer to leaving.

As they did every day, everyone was gathered around the barrier. Not caring that it was made clear to everyone that no one wanted them there. This pissed Emma off, all she wanted to do was go home. Where she could put this infernally evil town behind her. The way it was meant to be. However, these people didn't care about what she wanted. What she needed.

At first Emma had simply glared covertly from the upstairs window, where she knew no one could see her. Then that had become too tiresome. Her anger had grown with each passing minute that they waited for her to come out, with each passing day that they continued to come back. Even knowing, she didn't want them too.

The fact that she didn't want Emma to do what she was about to do was of no matter. Tia wouldn't stand in Emma's way. If she felt so strongly that she needed to do this, that she had demanded help down the stairs, and to the front door then she was going to let it happen. That didn't stop her from telling her she could turn back as Emma stalled at the front door. The blonde's response was to throw the door open.

"LEAVE" Shouted Emma as she clutched onto one of her sides and leaned against the doorframe. Her 'wife' rubbing her shoulders from behind her. "Don't any of you understand? My wellbeing is of no matter to any of you, and I don't want anything to do with you at all" Her voice dripped with a venomous hatred.

"Emma!" Regina said as she blinked, not quite trusting her eyes yet. "Don't continue to do this! Don't push everyone away. We know you can't leave the town without getting hurt. Please! Let us in, let us help you" The Mayor's voice was caught between a demand and begging.

Reminding Emma that she was, essentially, stranded in this town until she and Rumple could find some magical way for her to leave without, basically, dying was the wrong thing to do. It only enraged the already firey blonde more. Like tossing vodka onto a fire. Her already glaring orbs became even more dangerous, and sent chills down most peoples spines.

"You don't get to tell me what I should, or should not do" Snarled Emma as she stomped her way towards the barrier. "I would rather die a painful, meaningless, death than be stuck in a town that I can't stand." Her glare ran over everyone outside the barrier, making each one flinch involuntarily.

No one spoke as they took in the image before them. The angry blonde savior on the inside. Followed by the thin, nearly invisible, barrier that was like a bubble that surrounded the entire house and yard. It was shaking. Lastly, Regina stood opposite Emma. Like some weird oreo. There was barely an inch between the two women, and both were beyond livid. Tia frowned and clenched her teeth at the sight.

"There is not a soul in this town, besides Rumple, that will ever let you pass as long as you can get sick. Many not even if you won't. The only way you are getting out of here in your current condition is over my cold dead body" Regina stated firmly. Crossing her arms as she did so, daring Emma to contradict her.

So angry that Emma was surprised her nose didn't blow steam out of them she flattened her hands from fists. Then she slammed them against the barrier one, single, time. It shattered upon impact. Everyone was shocked as the sheer amount of magical strength she had to have had to perform such an action. No one breathed, let alone moved, as Emma grabbed Regina's collar.

"Now you fucking listen to me. You best fucking believe me when I say I will be leaving this town as soon as possible. More so, you best believe me when I say you won't be even close to dead when I finally cross over to my freedom" The Emma everyone knew was gone, replaced with some feral animal that was growling as they spoke.

"You best fucking believe that I am never, never, letting you go. Not again." Regina grabbed the blonde's head, and brought their lips together. No matter how Regina tried, Emma was non-responsive, and eventually, Regina let go. Emma looked down at her, before taking a few steps backwards.

Out of nowhere there was a flying light chocolate colored blur racing past Emma. Tia stopped right in front of Regina and slammed her fist into the woman's face. Once, then twice. Regina didn't even move to defend herself, confused as to why Emma hadn't responded. Tia glared at the woman, looking ready to stab her in the throat.

Not even looking back to check to make sure Tia wasn't actually killing the brunette who dared to challenge, and kiss her, the blonde headed to the porch before looking back at the people. Her face said she was violated, and mighty pissed off. And quite possibly confused. She leaned against the doorway as she glared out at everyone, who were still too stunned to move.

"You fucking look at me bitch" Growled Tia, and Regina moved her gaze from Emma to her wife. "Don't you ever, ever, fucking dare to touch MY wife again" Tia snapped at her. "Or the next time I attack you, you will be leaving in several body bags whore"

"I LOVE YOU EMMA SWAN. I WILL FOREVER BE SORRY. THIS TIME, I WILL BE THE ONE WHO FIGHTS FOR YOU." Screamed Regina in agony towards the blonde, then she looked back at Tia. "Trust me when I say, I will never be afraid of you"

"There is absolutely nothing left to fight for anymore" Emma said as she made a pulling motion with her right arm. Tia let out a startled yelp as she felt herself being magically pulled to Emma's side. Then, as everyone started to move, she snapped her fingers and raised her hands up.

With the last motion she willed a new, stronger, barrier into existence. She felt herself growing weak, she wasn't good at magic. Ninety percent of the time she was basically willing what she wanted to happen, she was worse than a five year old when it came to the stuff, but had more magic than Gold himself, or he so he said. So she slammed the door and fell into Tia's hold. She was tired, and drained. Tia glared at her as she dragged her towards the couch to lay her down.

Barely two hours later Rumpelstiltskin was storming angrily into Emma's living room, where she was playing Soul Calibur V, and thoroughly kicking ass at it. The trio with controllers in hand looked up at the man, curious as to why he was so angry. Before anything could be said he grabbed Emma roughly by the shoulders. Shoving his angry scowl in her face.

"What did you use to make the potions? I need to know, exactly. Did you use hair? Yours and hers? Your blood and hers? Tell me now, because I have done tests and let me tell you, things aren't adding up!" He growled. Emma blinked up at him, cocking her head to the side. He was really pissed.

"All. I used all of the above. They weren't actually called for the elixirs, however, I wanted to make sure that I would know her decision. So I tweaked the ingredients for both. And yes, I realize now that I shouldn't have." Emma said with an annoyed drawl.

The man pinched the bridge of his nose as Tony came to sit at the edge of the couch. As did Tia, who, much to Emma's dismay, took her controller from her and turned off the television. It was obvious that Rumple was trying, really hard, to calm down. Failing by the looks of things as he rubbed his forehead, before his angry, blazing, eyes bore back down into Emma.

"You stupid, stupid girl! It's no wonder you are dying! The hair is what keeps you in the barrier. It keeps you braided to a woman you were already braided to! Your blood, it causes the sickness. Emma, her love for you, yours for her. It is true love, it's been proven in my lab. So her kissing you should have broken it, shattered the curse you unknowingly placed upon yourself. So you tell me Emma Swan, what in the hell did you do with your heart" He shouted at her.

During the majority of the Dark One's speech Emma had looked like a properly chastised child ready for punishment. However, the last question had turned her face cold, and angry, in a millisecond. Her eyes narrowing. Jumping to her feet, pushing Rumple back. No one should have ever known what she had done to herself. No one, it was impossible for someone to know. Impossible that she and Regina were true loves.

"What I may, or may not have done, is none of your concern." Growled Emma as she towered over the man with the cane. He raised his chin and glared right back at her. "Do you understand little man" Pushed the blonde.

"Oh, my dear, it is very much my concern. And you are going to show me your heart this very instant. Do you understand me, you petulant, fractious child. I may be a mere inch shorter than you, but I will have my way" He growled right back, holding his own.

"No. I won't. I refuse to ever fucking take it back out" Emma spoke demoniacally, her tone downright ruthless. Diabolical even. A shiver ran itself down the contours of the man's spine, not that he would dare show this woman his flourishing fear. "And you can't make me"

Challenge shown brightly in her eyes, that, and as the room quieted, triumph. However, she hadn't really won. Not yet, and as much as the man knew he didn't want to pull the card she was leading him towards choosing, he had no choice. Rumple needed to know what had been done, so he could fix it. To do that, he had to see her heart with his own eyes, to assess the damage.

"Emma, show me" He demanded, and she smirked. Truly believing he had no tricks up his sleeve. "Either you show me your heart right now, or I will have no choice but to bring Regina Mills herself here to do it for me." his threat seemed to echo around the room as the twins looked at him in shock, and Emma looked at him in pure, unadulterated outrage.

Smirk fading into a grimace Emma took a step back, eyeing Rumple. Trying to gauge his threat, to try and deduce whether or not he was bluffing. His intense, angry, gaze did not falter. Not even blinking at her as he waited. Emma had played enough poker to know this was no bluff, with an angry, defeated, growl she pushed him.

Jumping to their feet in shock the twins gaped as Rumple retaliated by simply tapping the butt of his cane against her chest. Over her heart. He knew he had won when she shoved him back, as his cane rested once more against the floor the blonde thrust her own hand into her chest. Ripping out the organ slowly, and holding the barely beating heart in her hand for him to look at.

"What the fuck? Did you put it through a garbage disposal?" Tony said as his face paled before turning green. He backed away, looking at the heart, and Emma, in absolute horror. Wondering how the hell she was still living, and the heart was still beating with it in the palm of her hand. He grabbed Emma's puke bucket and emptied the contents of his stomach into it. Wiping his chin with his sleeve when he was done

"What did you do with what you" Rumple faltered as he glanced at the thing. Words failing him in this moment. Never had he seen such a heart that was still functional. "Emma, where is the rest of it?" He finally demanded. Just as Tia fainted, her brother barely catching her falling body.

"It's my heart, so it shouldn't matter to anyone but myself. However, I did what was needed. I just sliced it up, and burnt it, and did whatever I had to until I just didn't love her as much anymore. Until I could finally breath. I cut her out of my heart, so that I could be happy" Emma murmured as she ran her fingers over the mutilated organ. Rumple's jaw clenched as he continued to stare at the fragmented woman before him. Pain rapidly filling his chest where pain and fear had recently resided.

A/N: Bad Emma! Bad! One doesn't just take out their own heart and play doctor on it! Oh wait, that's my fault? As I am the writer. In that case... Excuse me as I run away for my life and go into hiding. I shall return with another chapter (and a kevlar vest) on the 9th.
Now... How to fix her heart?