So I know it seems fast but I just don't care. I hate slow burn SQ and so I put them together. Stuff will happen. But this will basically be fluff.
January 23rd 2017
Emma rolled over on to her side, reaching out to pull Regina closer. Her eyes flew open as her hand touched cold pillow and she huffed, sitting up in the bed with a groan. She had grown so used to sleeping beside Regina in the last week that her missing presence was affecting her ability to sleep restfully.
The clock was flashing at 12:00 and Emma sighed. She had waited for a call from Regina for so long, but it seemed that having the brunette with her had been its own form of pain relief, as since she had left, the pain from the injury she had suffered the week previously had gone from a dull ache to burning agony. Emma had text Regina her observation as a means of lightening the dull mood they had both been in when Regina received the call to return, yet had received no response, which Emma figured was due to her still driving. Yet when 4pm came and then 5pm and Emma still hadn't heard from the woman she had so quickly professed her love to, she took the painkillers she greatly needed and fell into a restless sleep.
The blonde twisted in bed, reaching for her phone at her bedside, almost hoping she had received a call from Regina and had simply missed it, but there was no missed calls, not even a text from her son or her parents. The clock in the corner informed Emma that it was a little after 10pm and she had slept a bit longer than three hours. The background on her phone made Emma smile, it was a picture that Emma had taken the first morning that they woke up together, Regina trying to hide her face as Emma snapped a picture. It took a second for her to decide what to do, and a number of minutes later she had packed a little bag and called her boss, telling him her son needed her back home. He was surprisingly understanding for someone being disturbed after 10pm, but he had always had a soft spot for Emma for which she was abusing slightly. She was on the road before 11, deciding to surprise her son and his other mother at home. A warmth spread in her heart as she subconsciously referred to Regina as home.
The first half of the journey was easy. She made the first couple of hours in just over an hour and a half and reached a gas station where she decided to stop to get a drink and stretch. Her wound was beginning to throb again and it was making her nauseous, yet she knew that taking her medication would make her drowsy. She was lucky to see there were still a few bearclaws left in the bakery section and so bought them all hoping the sugar would dull the pain and keep her awake.
The next half of the journey was more difficult and it was nearing 3am when she passed the familiar 'Welcome to Storybrooke' sign. She sighed again as she didn't feel the usual rush of her magic returning and she thought back to the reason she'd left Storybrooke in the first place. Pushing her concerns to the side, the blonde made the burned in her memory path to Regina's house, shutting off the lights as she turned down Mifflin. She hadn't thought ahead any further. Did she knock? Did she go to her parents or see if she could bribe Ruby to give her a room?
The urge to see her son and Regina proved too great as she pulled up outside 108, trying to stop the car as quietly as possible. She looked up to the room she knew was Regina's and saw that the light was off and curtains drawn and she pouted, not angry but more miffed that sleep could come easily to Regina. She got out of the car slowly, not yet noticing that the constant movement and sitting position of the past few hours had caused her wound to bleed again, albeit slowly. She pulled her jacket tighter, the chill of the seaside town in the early hours was brisk and she grabbed her bag, pushing the door closed with a soft thud.
Within moments she was stood in front of the mansion, hand raised to knock on the door. She took a deep breath and knocked three times, hearing the sound reverberate around the large lobby. If she strained, she could hear the sound of footsteps getting closer, and the quiet, angry grumbles of a mayor who had probably been disturbed from sleep. As she got closer, the muttering got louder.
"I swear to gods you better have a damn good reason for turning up on my doorstep at 3am…" Emma's shoulders slumped as she heard Regina and knew she should have either waited until morning or just slept in the car. She bit her lip as the door was pulled open, and smiled meekly at the dishevelled mayor in a nightgown and barefoot on the other side of the doorway.
Emma tried, and failed, not to look at Regina's legs and then cleavage as she looked up at the brunette, half expecting the door to be slammed in her face. The wide, bright smile she saw was a surprise, as was the tight hug she was pulled into. "Emma…." Regina murmured as she embraced Emma firmly, and the blonde almost melted at the contact. Emma felt herself being pulled forward and as the door was shut behind her, the two melted in to each other, sharing a kiss that was more passionate that less than 24 hours apart warranted.
