Tortured- part 2
Ambrace asked for a oneshot of a sequel to Ch193 "Tortured" where Emma is in a coma and her family being there to help her pull through.
Each beep of the machines simultaneously filled Snow and Charming with both hope and dread. It meant that Emma was still alive, but they also meant she wasn't waking up. Caught in some kind of limbo. Henry was coming in daily to see his mom as well. Snow and Charming would also make sure she got to hear Neal's voice as well. They couldn't believe what Greg and Tamara had done to her. With the pair of them having fled, there was no way of knowing precisely what damage they had inflicted on Emma. All they could do was stay by Emma's side until she woke up.
"I miss seeing your eyes." Snow whispered, voice choked up with emotion. Charming smiled from the other side of Emma's bed. He was thinking about the way Emma's eyes looked when she smiled. How they lit up the room.
"I miss hearing you complain about eating vegetables." He joked. He took Emma's hand and kissed it. "I miss just about everything that you do, Em. I wish you would wake up." He wiped his eyes with his sleeve, but the sleeves came back dry. He had no more tears that he could shed. His body was dry from all the crying. Snow ran her fingers through Emma's hair. She didn't know if it gave Emma any comfort, wherever she was trapped, but Snow liked to think that it did. She liked to think that she could do something to provide her daughter with some comfort. Because right now, both parents felt pretty useless. They felt just as caught in the limbo as their daughter.
