So I almost forgot about this today, cos I'm so conflicted about my main story ABSC. If you read that, please check out the authors note at the end and let me know your thoughts.

I was literally just gonna leave it as Regina's email to Emma but I guess I wanted to add a little.


February 2nd 2017

From: reformedevilregal (Mills, R.)

To: uglyduckling83 (E. Swan.)

Date: 02/02/17 01:44

Subject: Don't be mad…

Emma,

I'm sorry for not responding to you earlier. I'm going to tell you why but you need to promise me to stay calm.

I worked late on the 31st and my car broke down when I was on my way home. So I walked.

And I got mugged.

They took my phone, my laptop, my purse...

Emma, he had a knife and so by the time I got out of the hospital and had been to the sheriff's station I was just so tired and I was going to go to the office to check my email but I fell asleep and by the time I got the chance to check it was like 1am.

I'm sorry Emma, I had no idea you would get worried, I'm going to get a new phone ordered today, but you know my landline, so in the mean time we can talk that way.

Please try not to worry about me, and you don't need to come back to Storybrooke, just keep doing what you're doing.

I hope you are well.

Gina.

The ping of her inbox woke Emma from her uneasy sleep and two minutes later she had read the email and was dialling the number of Regina's landline. It only rang three times before a soft click at the other end informed Emma the phone had been picked up. She didn't let the brunette speak before she did.

"Gina, baby, are you ok?" She winced at her folly but let out a breath at Regina's soft chuckle.

"Emma, I am fine, it was just a flesh wound. The electronics are easily replaceable. Unlike the memories…" The line was silent for a moment, and the blonde heard Regina sigh. "And before you say it Miss Swan, no, you do not need to come here, I am fine and Henry is fine, you just stay there and continue trying to find out what happened to your magic."

"Gina, I…" She paused, trying to bite back the words she wanted to say. "I care about you, and I don't like the thought of you being injured… well at all really, but especially when I'm not there to take care of you…"

The couple spoke for longer until Regina was yawning more than talking. They said goodnight, and Emma waited until the other end clicked before she put the phone down, falling into another restless sleep, where her dreams were plagued with images of Regina facing a mad knifeman and not making it out alive.