Emma got Henry off to school the next day before returning back to the mayor. The woman was still out cold, so Emma decided to shower and change. She looked at Henry's storybook to see if she could figure out where he was getting all of his ideas.
"What time is it?" Regina mumbled.
"Almost noon," Emma answered.
"What are you doing?"
"Trying to figure out Henry. Are you hungry?"
"Yeah, but you can just order from the diner."
"How do you feel?"
"I'm sore, but the pain isn't as bad."
"Do you mind if I check your legs?"
"No, but what for?"
"To see if they're still swollen. Graham text me after you fell asleep and told me that you would probably need them massaged." Emma pulled back the blanket and lifted Regina's pant legs. Her legs were indeed swollen. Emma gently lifted them both and slid onto the couch before placing them on her lap. She began to massage them in the way she had found when she looked it up online. Regina moaned in pain, "should I stop?"
"No, he was right. It's just going to hurt."
Emma massaged the woman's legs until she basically stopped moaning. She then went to the freezer where Graham had told her he put two wraps for Regina's calves that would provide compression and help reduce swelling. Emma placed them both on the mayor, rolled her pant legs down, and placed the blanket back over them. "Any better?"
"Yes, much," Regina said, "thank you."
"I'm just following Graham's instructions."
"Could you help me sit up?"
"Sure," Emma assisted Regina. She placed the pillows on the seat of the wheelchair so Regina could keep her legs elevated and have her back supported by the back of the couch and not the armrest.
"Thank you," Regina smiled. "I'll call the diner, order lunch, and have my assistant pick it up. What would you like?"
"If this is a traditional diner then a burger, fries, and a chocolate milkshake."
Regina smiled again, "yes, this is a traditional diner then." It almost made her laugh to see the excitement on Emma's face.
The more Regina got to know Emma the more guilty she felt.
"So do you want Granny's again?" Emma stared at the silent mayor, "um, Regina?"
Regina slightly jumped, "I'm sorry, Emma. What did you say?"
"Is Granny's okay?"
"That's fine, dear. Why don't you pick it up? It would be good for you to get out."
"I guess I could. It's not like it's far away."
When Emma finished ordering the food, Regina decided it was time. She waited until after dinner to talk to the blonde, "Emma, we need to talk."
"Is everything okay?" Emma asked as she took a seat on the couch.
"First, I want to say how much I appreciate you staying here and helping me these past two weeks."
"Hey, it's no trouble."
"Now I have a confession to make. Henry isn't lying about the book. Everything in it is true."
"Why are you saying this?"
"Because I have to tell you. I've known since the moment you arrived who you are. As I got to know you and like you, it became more difficult to keep this from you. Look, go to my family mausoleum. Push the coffin to the side and you'll find everything that will prove it."
Emma took the key from Regina and left for the cemetery. She pushed the coffin and descended the stairs. What she found was startling, to say the least. Emma ran up the stairs, put the coffin back, and ran to Regina's. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she yelled as she ran inside, "you took everyone away from their family and friends. You took me away from my parents."
"Emma..."
"No, we're through. We aren't friends anymore and I can't stay here. Tell Henry I'll be at Granny's if he needs me."
"Emma, please, I need you." Regina was becoming emotional and her eyes began to well up.
"No, you need revenge. Well, your majesty, I won't be a part of your sick twisted game." Emma stormed out of the house.
"I wanted you to fix it," Regina whispered.