A/N: Aye, so this one isn't one that someone requested, but I promise I'll try to work those in as well, okay? Thank you again for all the kind words, follows, etc., you're all great x I don't have much to ramble about this time, so have at it.
Hope you enjoy :)
The gala had been going smoothly, Regina would even go as far to say that it was going pretty damn good.
A smile broke out on her face when she caught Emma's eye. Her agent was dressed to the nines, looking sexy as hell, and she still managed to make Regina feel like the most beautiful woman in the world with just a wink.
The brunette damn near melted when Emma caught her out in the hallway later on. She asked no questions, instead, the blonde simply held her hand out to the President.
"May I have a dance?"
Regina smiled widely, easing her palm into the awaiting blonde's, "Of course."
The brunette emitted a breathy sigh as she was pulled against Emma's body. She placed her hand on the woman's shoulder, feeling the agent's hand on her waist. They swayed like that for a little while, Regina's head coming to rest on the blonde's shoulder as she closed her eyes.
"How're you doing?"
The President shivered when she felt the words whispered softly into her ear, "I'm well. A certain blonde agent decided to make my night a little better, though, so there's also that."
Emma hummed, "Oh really? How's she doing?"
"Hopefully she's doing well," Regina giggled into Emma's throat, "It would be a shame if my less than stellar dancing skills put her off."
"You're dancing skills are more than adequate, Madam President."
Regina grinned, leaning her head back to place a kiss on Emma's cheek, "Nice to hear that."
Emma smiled, tilting her head down and capturing the brunette's lips in a slow kiss that had Regina's knees ready to give out. The blonde lightly tugged on the woman's bottom lip, gently deepening their kiss before moving her lips over to Regina's cheeks, ghosting them across her jawline and down to her throat. The brunette President let out a throaty moan, her eyes fluttering opened when she felt Emma lightly nip at the tender skin of her neck.
What she saw made her heart stop.
Regina froze in terror as she watched two agents drop from their positions outside the entrance of the hallway. She tugged Emma from her place in the brunette's collarbone, though her voice still couldn't form words.
"Emma."
The blonde's name was all Regina could manage before two men wearing black masks waltzed down the hallway. Emma drew her weapon, firing and hitting one of them in the chest. The next shot was from the masked figures, one of their silenced weapons firing twice at the pair before turning into the ballroom. Regina watched in horror as Emma stepped in front of her and fell to the ground seconds later. The brunette dropped with her, panic welling in her chest as the pristine white shirt Emma was wearing flooded with crimson over the blonde's stomach.
"No, no, no, no," the brunette muttered, tears welling in her eyes and then falling down her face, "Emma, no."
She placed her hands on the blonde's stomach, pressing down with everything she had.
"HELP!"
Her voice was unrecognizable, the agony and desperation present in her rough cry.
Emma's head lolled to the right a bit, her eyes blinking slowly, "Are you okay, sweetheart?"
"Yes, Emma, I'm fine," the brunette managed a watery smile, "But you're not."
"That's okay." the blonde sighed, reaching up and running her fingers over Regina's cheek.
Regina shook her head, watching helplessly as her hands were stained red with the blood of the woman she loved, "No, it's not. You can't leave me."
"I did good," Emma whispered weakly, her hand continuing to stroke Regina's cheek, "You're safe."
Regina nodded, more tears streaming down her cheeks, "You did good, Emma."
The blonde managed a weak smile, though it looked more like a grimace.
"I love you, Gina. You have to remember that, okay?"
"No," Regina shook her head vehemently, "Stay with me, Emma."
"Promise you'll remember?"
"Emma-"
The agent's voice was determined now, "Promise me, Regina."
"I promise," the woman conceded, furiously blinking tears away as Emma nodded lazily, "I promise."
"Good, because you are the most important person in the world to me, and you need to remember that as well. Always."
Regina couldn't do anything but sob as the blonde closed her eyes, her chest ceasing to move. Carefully, ever so carefully, the brunette leaned over, reverently kissing Emma's lips for the last time.
"I love you too."
Regina bolted up in her bed, chest heaving.
Tears continued to track down the woman's tan cheeks as her nightmare flashed across her eyelids. Emma. She needed to see the woman, she had to. It was almost impossible to slow her breathing, panicked breaths coming out quick and short as the President felt her fear work up once again. Helpless to the flood of emotions, Regina managed to stumble out of her bed and out her door, set on finding the blonde.
Out of desperation, Regina found herself standing in front of the entrance to the agents' monitor room, knocking lightly on the door.
Graham was the one to open the door, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of the hysterical woman, "Woah, Regina, what's going on?"
"Where's Emma?"
"Regina-"
"Emma."
"She's right in here," the man turned, "Em! It's Regina, come here!"
The blonde came down the hallway seconds later, wrapped in a blanket to protect herself from the cold while she wore only a tee shirt and shorts.
"What's up, Graham?"
Emma's voice was light and cheery, and then she took in the sight of the tear stained cheeks, watery eyes, and trembling body of the brunette.
The blonde dropped her blanket and rushed forward, Graham taking this as his cue to retreat back down the hallway, "What's going on?"
"I had a nightmare." Regina hiccuped, her hands shaking as she twined them together.
"Oh, sweetheart," Emma's eyes softened and she reached out, pulling the shaking woman to her chest, "It's okay."
Regina practically melted into the blonde's hold, a fresh wave of tears falling down her delicate cheeks. Emma held the woman tighter, dropping kisses into brunette waves. She felt Regina continue to shake as she sobbed quietly into Emma's neck, and the blonde felt her heart break. Running her hands up and down the woman's back, Emma continued to whisper sweet things into Regina's ear in an effort to calm the crying woman. She felt Regina's arms tighten around her neck and tightened her own grip on the smaller woman's waist.
Finally, when the brunette had stopped shaking, Emma once again whispered into the woman's ear, "Talk to me, Gina."
"I-I-I lost you," Regina finally managed to get out, "You died in my arms."
Emma let out a breath, hugging Regina closely, "It's okay, I'm still here. I'm still with you."
"It was so real."
"It was just a dream," the blonde assured softly, placing feather light kisses to damp cheeks, "We're all still here, everyone's safe."
Emma stared into Regina's watery chocolate eyes for a moment, and it nearly had her in tears as well. She kissed the brunette tenderly, and upon feeling the woman's hand tighten in her curls, Emma deepened their kiss, running a hand up and down the brunette's back. Regina had stopped shaking, and instead had resigned herself to taking deep breaths from her place in Emma's throat.
"Feel better?" the blonde agent asked softly after a few minutes.
Regina nodded, her voice still small, "Yes."
"Do you want me to take you back to bed?"
The brunette President shook her head, "I don't want to sleep again."
"Okay," Emma sighed, she knew that Regina should sleep, but the shaken up woman was obviously not having that, "What do you want to do?"
"I want to be close to you."
Emma felt her heart snap in two when she heard the brunette's soft whisper.
"Alright, I know just the place."
The blonde tugged Regina into her side, wrapping an arm securely around the President's shoulders to keep her close.
"Can I steal one of your blankets? Our shorts aren't going to do us much good where we're going."
"Of course." Regina affirmed, leaning into her agent.
They stopped at Regina's room on the way to Emma's mystery location and the blonde grabbed Regina's heavy comforter as well as a small throw. The brunette said nothing, watching quietly until she was once again in Emma's side, leaning on the blonde for support. Curiosity briefly took the place of her other emotions as Emma guided them higher and higher in the building. She had never, in all of her years living here, been where Emma was taking her.
"Where are we going?" Regina finally whispered, looking up at the blonde.
Emma smiled, warming the brunette's heart just a little, "Secret."
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think I was being kidnapped."
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Emma smirked, elated at the fact that Regina felt up to a little joking.
Regina smiled, "Yes, actually, that's why I asked."
"Smartass."
The President said nothing once more, a small smile adorning her features. Curiosity once again peaking, Regina's eyebrows knitted in confusion as Emma opened a door to their left and walked them into an empty room.
"What are we doing here?"
"Are you ready to be amazed?" Emma grinned, kissing the side of Regina's head.
The woman's lips turned up, "I suppose."
"This is the last room in this house to be renovated," Emma said proudly, "Which means that the window still opens."
"Onto the roof?"
"Well yes, but, it's neat because you're on top of the crown of the building, and since it's enclosed, it's safe."
Regina's eyes sparkled, "Leave it to you to snoop around someone's home."
"That's how you find all the best spots."
The brunette let herself be pulled by Emma over to the window. The blonde slid the pane up and shoved the blankets through the window before climbing out herself. Regina stood with her arms crossed, watching as Emma spread out the smaller throw on the roof before beckoning the woman to join her. Taking her agent's hands, Regina climbed out of the window as well and onto the throw that Emma had laid out. The brunette went limp as Emma sat with her legs open, allowing the blonde to pull Regina to sit between them, her back resting against the agent's chest as Emma wound her arms around Regina's slim waist.
Looking up at the stars, the President leaned into the blonde, "This is beautiful."
Emma released her grip on Regina to wrap the comforter around them before retuning her arms to the woman's waist, "It is."
They sat in silence for awhile, content in being with one another. Emma gently brushed Regina's hair to the side and kissed along the back of her neck and down to the woman's throat. The brunette sighed happily, leaning farther into her agent.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"There's not much to talk about," Regina said quietly, "We were at this gala and in the hallway dancing, when these two men came in and shot at us. You stepped in front of me and then you dropped. I was so afraid, when I woke up I could barely breathe."
Emma hugged the woman tightly, "I'm sorry, Gina."
"Don't be." the brunette shook her head.
The blonde was at a loss for words, so she settled on holding the President. She rested her chin on the woman's shoulders, the comfortable silence once again enveloping the pair.
"Can I ask you something?"
Emma looked down to the brunette, "Yes, of course."
Regina turned her head, her whiskey gaze full of apprehension and vulnerability.
"Do you love me?"
The blonde's eyes widened, not expecting a question of that magnitude to leave Regina's lips. The answer was obvious, of course, nothing mattered more to Emma than the woman currently sitting between her legs.
"Yes," Emma finally nodded, "With everything I have."
Regina's eyes welled with tears again, this time for a completely different emotion. She tilted her head up, capturing Emma's lips with her own in a slow, very emotional kiss. The brunette pulled back with a small sigh, though they stayed a hairs width apart. It was Emma who closed the distance between them this time, kissing Regina with all the love that she could muster into it. The blonde eased back, placing feather light kisses on each of Regina's still closed eyelids before tugging the woman impossibly closer as she felt a shiver run through the President's body.
"Thank you for tonight, Emma," Regina finally whispered, "You've no idea how much it means to me."
The blonde simply nuzzled the brunette's neck once more, "Anything for you, sweetheart."
