Disclosure: I do not own OUAT or any of it's Characters. This is AU. All mistakes are mine.

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Emma's POV

I woke up wrapped in someone's arms. I froze. I cracked one eye open and looked around. Last night's events came back to me. I started to relax and nuzzled back into the warmth that surrounded me. Then I heard someone take a deep breath. Oh no. I must have rolled over in my sleep and now I'm practically laying on top of Regina. Shit shit shit. She's gonna kill me. I tried to roll off as gently as possible but it wasn't that easy. Regina had her arms wrapped around me. Her right hand cradling the back of my neck and her left splayed across my lower back.

I felt her subconsciously hold me tighter.

I tried to slowly remove her arms around me without waking her up. The next step proved to be more difficult than the last. I hadn't realized where my leg was. My right leg was nestled between hers. As I attempted to push up and off of her, my thigh connected with her core. The heat radiating from Regina's center paired with the quiet muffled moan that escaped her lips turned me on. How did I get myself into this position?

Regina is going to kill me.

I slipped out from bed, fortunately, without waking her. I race to grab my things, left a note on her night stand. Making up a pathetic excuse, I made a run for the door.

I nearly made it out of the Mayor's mansion when I stumbled trying to put my shoes on. I guess I was still suffering form some side effects from last night. I tried to stand with some difficulty. I felt slightly light headed and had to slow down. Just as I thought I was in the clear, a purple cloud of smoke appeared in front of the door.

"Why are you sneaking out? What happened." She looked so hurt.

I had no clue what to say. If I tell her the truth she'll murder me. If I lie, she will catch me on it and murder me anyways.

"Just spit it out. I know you're thinking of lying but don't. I know you Emma; truly know you. Whatever has you freaking out, we can handle it."

"Okay…" Here goes nothing. "I guess I must have rolled over in my sleep last night and cuddled you. I woke up this morning laying on top of you with your arms wrapped around me and our legs intertwined."

"Emma…"

"I'm so sorry. I truly didn't mean to. I knew you'd kill me if you woke up to me squishing you so I ran."

"Emma…."

"I understand if you don't want to help me anymore. You can just throw a fireball at me now. I won't even fight back."

"EMMA."

"Sorry. What?" Oh my gosh, how long have I been talking? Why did I say all that? What is wrong with me?

"Emma, I know." What does she know? Does she know how I feel? I don't even know how I feel? Or what I feel? "Emma. I can hear you thinking. Stop panicking. I'm not mad."

"You're not?" Okay now, I am thoroughly confused.

"No, I'm not. I know….how we...umm were. When you woke up."

"What? You knew that we were...And your not...mad?"

"Emma. Will you let me finish?"

I zipped my lips like a mime and casted my eyes down. Completely embarrassed at this point. But when I looked down, that's when I noticed. She's still in that baby blue silk nighty that comes to mid thigh.The thin silk material doesn't keep much to the imagination; not with two perky nipples standing to attention. My mouth is now dry. She steps even closer and continues.

"As I was saying, I know what position you found us in. I woke up about an hour ago. You looked so peaceful and I didn't want to wake you. And I actually didn't mind cuddling. And if you ever tell anyone this, you're dead. "

I'm not sure what is happening. She's not mad. She actually...enjoyed it. What does that mean? Honestly, at this moment. I don't care. I feel safe here. I trust her. And I just want to go back to sleep.

"Let's go back to bed. The sun isn't even up yet. And I know for a fact, you are not a morning person. We can sort this all out later. I'm not sure what 'this' is either but I'm really trying not to overthink it. So let us go back to bed." She beat me to it. It's like she can read my mind.

I take her hand to allow her to lead me back to bed. When we arrive back in her bedroom, she immediately but gracefully crawls back into bed. Like the queen she is. I hesitated in following her lead. Do I lay down on the edge? On top of the blanket? Under? Does she want me to cuddle with her or keep my distance? She must have sense my hesitation cause the next thing she says is:

"Stop thinking and get your ass into bed."

I instantly follow her orders and get in the bed...under the sheets. But I keep my distance. I roll over on to my side to face away from her. I want to fall asleep but I can't turn my brain off. The next thing I feel is Regina's hand on my shoulder. She's urging me to turn around.

I slowly face her and stare at her face. I just realized she has not an ounce of make up on her face. She has never looked more beautiful. I take this moment to memorize every detail. Who knows if I will ever get the chance again after today. She will probably regret letting me into her home when she is fully awake.

"Come here." I barely hear. Must have been my imagination. "Stop thinking and get over here." I look into her eyes again. She's sincere. She's safe. I trust her. She's on her side facing me and lifts her left arm to make room for me.

I scoot closer and nuzzle my head under her chin. She wraps her arms around me and pulls me in closer. Our legs intertwined and she hums in content. Maybe this will all be okay. Maybe I will be okay.

I close my eyes and breathe in her scent and concentrate on the pattern of her heartbeat. As I drift off, I feel a gentle kiss to the crown of my head. I fall into a deep sleep within seconds.