Emma's POV:
Regina's words play over and over in my mind. How I can only drink from her. That this could end up killing her. I could end up killing her. Either she dies or I die.
It's the sound of her whimper that brings me out of my thoughts and I look up to see her cradling her neck, the blood still flowing from where I sank my fangs into the tender flesh there.
"Why are you still bleeding?"
"I don't know, Emma. Maybe because I have two holes in my neck?!" I ignore the harshness in her voice, my worry over riding everything else for the moment.
She sighs and looks at me with apologetic eyes."I'm sorry. Emma I'm fine. I'm sure it will stop in a moment."
"No, you're not fine. I know you're in pain and it isn't slowing down. How do I stop the blood flow?" Even I can hear the panic in my voice. The thought of losing her scares me more than anything I have ever faced before. What if the bleeding doesn't stop? Will she just bleed out on the kitchen floor? God I don't even know if I bit into something vital.
"Heal yourself!"
"You know I can't, Emma. You've seen me try before."
Of course she can't. She couldn't do it before, so why would now be any different? Fuck. I need to think. There has to be something I can do.
She begins to slowly rise to her feet, using the kitchen counter as leverage. Keeping pressure on the side of her neck to reduce the blood flow, although it doesn't seem to be having much effect, she heads towards the far counter. The blood is slowly leaking past her hand still, making its way down her arm, before dripping to the floor.
I have to use all myself control to focus on her, rather than her blood. My fangs are protesting against this. Part of me wants to pull her against my chest and drink until I'm satisfied, regardless if that means drinking her dry or not. That side clearly my vampire side.
The other part of me wants to protect her, care for her, and rebels at the thought of hurting her in any way. I'm sure that my wolf side, or maybe that is just the part of me that has always taken care of her. At this moment though, that side clearly the only thing stopping me from doing something I know I will regret.
She grabs a kitchen towel, placing it to her neck. The white of the towel quickly begins to turn red, as Regina continues to lose precious blood. The need to satisfy my thirst after drinking that blood bag increases as the scent of her blood permeates the room and I unconsciously take a step forward towards her.
Feeling my fangs extend again, I quickly take a step back. Once I feel more in control, my fangs begin to slowly retract. Struggling to control the beast within me is torture, but one that I know I will win. Even as the desire to drink from her again rises, I hold back, trying desperately to focus on the need to remove her pain. With every drop of appetizing blood that drips from her arm to the floor, I fight my hunger.
I hate myself knowing I caused this pain, that I was the one who inflicted this pain on her. I have these thoughts of wanting to satisfy my thirst at any cost even if this means her death. It doesn't matter that I dismiss these thoughts as soon as they come, but the fact that I have them in the first place I hate myself. FOCUS!
"How do we make it stop?"
"You know how Emma." A tired sigh leaves her lips, as if revealing the solution is something she would rather not even think about.
I look at her with a confused expression. Why can't she just tell me rather than just waste time?!
Doesn't she understand what the smell of her blood does to me?!
"Your blood, Emma. You were the one who read that an hour ago!"
Shit. I forgot about that, only my blood can heal my bites. But why would she wait until now to say anything if she knew this?
Without a second thought I quickly bite into my wrist. Walking up to her so I was directly behind her, her back pressing into my front, I bring my wrist face for her to drink. As the seconds pass, she doesn't move, my own healing blood dripping down my wrist.
Finally moving, she tries to pushes herself away from me. I grab hold of her wrist, swinging her around so that she was facing me; her back was against the counter. She gasps at the quick motion.
"Drink." I growl out, my patience wearing thin. What the hell is wrong with her?!
"No."
"Why do you have to be so stubborn?! Only my blood can heal my bites, now drink!"
"Miss Swan-"
"Regina you just said that if I continue to drink from you, you will die. Didn't you?"
"Yes but-"
"No buts, just drink."
I raise my wrist up to her mouth, seeing the holes that were once there are already gone. The only evidence of the punctured skin is the traces of my own blood left behind.
"My blood can heal you, you said so yourself. Therefore it will allow me to feed from you without putting your life in jeopardy. This is what we both need. Drink."
She uses the hand that was not cradling her neck to push my wrist away from her mouth and down by my side. I offer no resistance, as she uses almost no force.
"Regina, please. You're getting weak."
"I'm not weak!" She hisses with barely any conviction, and I fight the urge to just force her to take my blood.
I see her wince. If I wasn't a Hybrid, I'm sure I would have missed it. She applies more pressure on my bite, now using her free hand to hold tightly onto the counter barley able to hold herself up. I know she's light headed, that she is struggling to stay conscious. I can hear her pulse rate decrease and I know any minute she will pass out due to the blood loss.
"Look, I'm not saying your weak. I just want you to be safe, need you to be safe. So please just take my blood."
"Emma, you don't understand-"
"Then make me, Regina. Because right now I don't understand why you would refuse something that would save your life."
"Emma, two people as powerful as us can't just share blood and expect our lives to continue as normal. You have already had my blood now. If I take yours that will seal an unbreakable blood bond that can never be broken, even if one of us die."
"And what would be so bad about that? We are already bound for life through Henry."
"Well, the fact that we will feel the need to be around each other almost all the time, to start. We may unconsciously seek each other out, running into each other on a daily basis. We will have a telepathic link to each other, when necessary. For example, if you're in danger and you need me, you will be able to tell me. I will be able to feel it if you are hurt or injured, and the same for you."
"Yeah, I'm still not seeing the huge problem with this blood bond thingy. If anything, it sounds like it would be useful. I will always be able make sure you're safe."
"You're not understanding the seriousness of this Emma. If we are away from each other for too long or even too far away from each other, we will feel excruciating pain. If you keep drinking my blood Emma I will become your sole focus, our whole lives will change because of it."
Doesn't she already understand that she already is? She and Henry are my top and only priorities. I would die for them, for her.
"If I die Emma, your whole world will crumble. You will feel like there is a part of you missing, a void that can never be filled. Are you ready for that Emma? To forever be tied to the 'Evil Queen'?"
"You're not the same person you were back then, Regina. You aren't the 'Evil Queen' anymore."
"You're missing the point!"
"No, I'm not Regina! You are!"
I sink my fangs into my wrist again and bring it to her mouth.
"Drink. Please."
Regina's POV:
Doesn't she realise how serious this is?! Of course she doesn't! She doesn't think of consequences; this whole situation shows she doesn't! I mean look how I reacted when Daniel died, and we didn't even share a blood bond. I can't handle another loss like that. I don't want to feel that emptiness again. I can't. If she dies, I won't be able to handle that emptiness.
"Regina, please!"
"Emma, if you die-"
"I won't die Regina."
"How do you know that Emma?! You were dead a few hours ago. You left me. You left Henry. I don't care how long you were gone for, you were dead Emma. I thought you were gone forever.
"I don't want this, knowing that you will probably do something stupid again and die for real. I won't go through that pain again Emma, I can't."
I feel my heart begin to race and my breathing quicken with every word I say. How does she get these reactions out of me?
"I won't die Regina."
"How do you know that?"
"Hello? I'm a Hybrid, already dead remember. Well technically dead-"
"Emma!"
She takes hold of the sides of my face forcing me to look her and nowhere else, however I avoid her eye contact at all costs. I don't have the strength to fight.
"Regina, look at me. Look. At. Me Regina! I'm not going to die OK?... OK?"
"What if you do something stupid?"
"I won't."
I can't help but laugh at this. I mean does she not remember who she is related to? Did she forget that she is a Hybrid because of her stupid and impulsive actions?
"OK, so I may do something stupid, but I won't die. You can trust me. I promise you I won't leave you. Have I ever broken a promise to you?"
"Not yet."
"Regina!"
I hear the irritation in her voice. What the hell does she have to be irritated about? I'm the one who has to decide to make a blood bond with someone who is reckless.
I let out a frustrated sigh."No, you haven't broken a promise."
"Good. Then I promise you that I won't be dying anytime soon, and you can drink."
"Don't make promises you can't keep, Miss Swan."
"So were back to the 'Miss Swan' thing, are we? Look, unless you know something I don't, I'm not dying anytime soon. Now drink!"
"I swear to God if you die on me Emma, I will personally resurrect you and kill you again myself! Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes."
"Good."
She bites into her wrist for the third time and offers her wrist to me. Slowly bringing her wrist to my mouth, I let first taste of the smooth liquid trickle down my throat.
Sucking harder on her wrist for more of the sweet taste before the wound closed up, a moan works its way past my lips. Letting go of the kitchen towel, I bring my other hand to cup her wrist more firmly.
At the increased suction, I hear Emma groan, before she is pushing my body roughly back into the kitchen counter. Her teeth once again sink into my neck, making me gasp at the sensation. I feel my sex clenching as my arousal spikes higher.
God this feels so good, too good. It shouldn't feel this intense, but it does, and I don't care about anything else at this moment. If she were to just graze her hand over me, I know I would release right here and now. This should disgust me yet it doesn't, I shouldn't be enjoying this this much yet I am. It feels too right.
As I pull my mouth from her wrist, I gently push at her torso needing to put some distance between us. I know soon I won't be able to control what I do. Thinking about how much I wish for her to just stroke her fingers over my sex, bringing me to the orgasm that I crave so much.
What the hell is wrong with me?! This is the Saviour. Emma, Henry's other mother. She is still with that damn pirate for God sake! We need to stop.
At my weak push, she retracts her fangs from my neck, placing a soft kiss on the bite before stepping away completely to look directly at me.
Her eyes almost black, clouded with lust and want, reflecting my own desire back at me. She looks at me with such hunger, determination to devour settling into her look. This look I know well, and because of this I know the small space between us isn't enough.
I have to increase the distance between us before we both do something that we can't take back. God, what the hell has gotten into us-her? It must be because of the curse. It has to be. She wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't for the curse. She's just confused.
"Regina." She husks out, walking towards me as if I was her prey. She looks very much like she is ready to pounce on me, consume me in my entirety. She looks at me with such intensity that I wonder if that is not what I truly want in this moment.
"Emma…" I am shocked at how breathless her name came out of my mouth. With every step forward she takes, I match her with one back. It is as if we were playing a game of cat and mouse, circling around the kitchen counter. If I wasn't so painfully aroused, almost beyond reason, the look of ravenous need in her eyes would have almost been entertaining, appealing. Almost. But my sanity remains, and I must be reasonable for the both of us.
Trying to back myself out of the kitchen, I turn around to make sure that I wasn't just backing myself into a corner. And as soon as I turn around to face her again she was standing directly in front of me, so close that I could feel her warm breath on my face. Before I could even process my shock, or begin to even protest in a blink of an eye she had lifted me up with ease and moved us back to the kitchen counter. Only I was now placed on top of the counter with her in between my now parted legs.
"Emma-"
"I can smell you, you know. Your arousal."
My breath hitches as she runs her finger tips along my neck, where her bite had just healed, and down the side of my body causing me to shiver against my will. She stops at my slightly risen black skirt.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I hear the shakiness in my voice, and she laughs huskily at my words.
"And I know when you lying Regina, but that's OK." Using her finger tips she gently runs her fingers along my thighs, easing my skirt up. She brings her lips to the side of my neck nibbling on the side which remained unmarked, and I couldn't help but tilt my head back at the sensation, slowly getting lost in her intimate touches.
It's only the sound of the doorbell ringing which brings me back to the present and the shouting of her name brings her attention away from me.
"Regina?! Regina! I know you're in there. We want to see our daughter!"
She growls against my neck, anger and frustration obvious, before forcefully pushing herself away from me and stalking her way to the front door.
Running my hands through my mused hair, I try to control my rapid breathing and slow down the pace of my racing heart. Pushing myself off the counter, I pull down my risen skirt and head for the front door.
A part of me is grateful Snow and her lap dog interrupted whatever was going to occur just a few seconds ago. However a part of me is upset that I didn't get to see where things would have ended, if I allowed her fingers to continue their path up my skirt.
"Re-"
"What?!"
"Em- Emma, I wasn't expecting you to answer the door."
"Clearly. Now what do you want Snow?"
"Emma, were sorry-"
"You're always sorry."
"Your father and I just want to help. We want to know what happened, why you were in hospital."
"Why do you care?"
"Because you're our daughter!"
"Only when it suits you best."
"You know that's not true."
"History says otherwise."
Standing at the top of the entryway, I watch as mother and daughter argue. I can't help but roll my eyes at how stubborn they both are. Clearly a prime example of nature vs. nurture.
I'm sure Snow came here to condemn me as being the 'Evil Queen'. To rant about how this is all my fault because I'm 'Evil' and she is Snow White, who can do no wrong. To berate Emma that she shouldn't be around me because of that fact. To tout how she is on the 'Good side, and good always wins'. I can't help but laugh at my little mental Snow White impression. I think that it was quite good actually, very accurate.
"Something funny Regina?"
"Why are you and your lap dog here?"
I couldn't help but smirk as Charming tried to 'charge' at me because of my words but was held back by Snow, as always. Looking at him with a raised eyebrow, challenging him to try and attempt to attack me, I simply smirk at his actions. I swear these people always seem to forget that I have magic. It's funny how I'm on their side, and I'm a part of the 'good side' when they want something or need something from me, but the second something happens they don't like, I am once again a villain.
"Snow, please keep your husband on his leash. He seems to forget his place a little too often, and I will have no issue defending myself, should the need arise."
"You're the reason our daughter is a monster."
Charming again moved to lunge at me, Snow still moving to hold him back. Before Charming could reach me however, Emma pulled me out of his reach.
"Don't." Emma growls out and I look at her in surprise. I look into her eyes to see that they had flash golden, the same way they did when she was in the hospital.
Seeing this, Charming stepped back standing beside Snow. I couldn't help but smirk at this, ignoring what this could actually mean. The fact Emma seems so determined to protect me against anyone, including her parents, proves that the bond has started to take effect.
"Emma, she done something to you-"
"David, why are you so quick to accuse Regina whenever something happens that you don't like? I mean she has saved you several times, saved Snow and me several times"
"Yes, but she has tried to kill us just as many times. More, in fact."
"She's changed."
"Emma, something is wrong with you. We saw you drink Regina's blood, you're not OK you're-"
"What? A monster?"
Snow turns her head in shame.
"I wasn't going to say that."
"But you were thinking it! You think I'm a monster. I heard you that night at the hospital. David just called me a monster a few seconds ago!"
"Emma-"
"Don't, just leave. I don't want to even look at you right now."
"Emma please, your mother didn't mean what she said. I didn't mean what I said. We were just shocked-"
"You know, I wouldn't be what I am if it wasn't for you. If you just told me the truth about everything, I wouldn't be in this position. Do you find it hard to hear that you caused this? That your lies caused this?"
"We didn't mean to lie to you."
"Yeah Snow, that's why you got Regina involved in all of this, because you didn't mean to lie. They just kept happening. And then when I catch you, you just tell me you've been lying to me, and that you're sorry, and then leave it at that. You won't even tell me what you've been lying to me about. I even asked you straight out, and you still refuse to tell me!"
"We're just trying to protect you! You just seemed so happy we didn't want to take that away from you."
"That's bull Snow and you know it. You were just trying to protect yourself, to keep your appearances up! Regina? What was it we read this morning about compulsion?"
"Emma-"
"I can compel anyone to do what I want just by looking at them in the eye, was that right?"
"Yes but-"
"That was it wasn't it?"
"Yes."
"Good, then me turning into a Hybrid won't be in vain."
The confusion in both of Snow and Charming's face was clear, however as soon as Emma spoke those words, I knew what she was planning to do. I just lean against the door frame as I watch Snow and Charming tell Emma all they were withholding from her. There is no point in trying to stop her, as I know it will be of no use.
How they removed all her darkness from her, and then place it in another new born baby. How the deal they made caused another child to lose its mother. How that mother was Maleficent, no less. That this child is somewhere lost in this world, just as she had once been.
Once they were done confessing their crimes, she compelled them to leave. They had no choice but to do as she wished. After watching them walk away, she walked back into the house and I close the door behind us.
Heading back to the kitchen, I take a seat on one of the chairs by the counter, watching her pace angrily back and forth. After a few moments, she began to vent, as I knew she would.
"You know what really annoys me about what they've done? They made me the god damned Saviour by default. Then, once they went through all that trouble to make me 'good', they stuck me in a damn tree having no idea where I would end up!"
"Emma-"
"Don't defend them Regina. They did it to save their own asses."
"Actually I wasn't going to defend them."
"So what were you going to say then?"
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"Defending me. For always defending me. I don't know why you do it, especially when I'm the reason they had to give you up, but it means a lot to me."
"They didn't have to give me up Regina. They could have kept me. I could have been a part of the curse and we could have been a family. They made that choice. Plus you know I will always defend you."
"I know."
Taking my wrist leads me out of the kitchen, further into the house.
"Emma, you know if they didn't give you up the curse wouldn't have broken. They did what they had to for the good of the whole kingdom."
"Enough about Snow and David. I don't want to talk about them or the curse or anything related to that anymore. Plus, I have an untouched sandwich waiting for me. We can go see Gold after I've eaten?"
I can't help but shake my head in amusement. Why does she always think of food before anything else?
"You Miss Swan are something else."
She just grins in response.
Author's Note:
Just wanted to give a quick thanks to Serahhaggerty for helping me out in this chapter. Don't forget to review and all the above on your way out. Bye x.
