Emma woke up to the sound of someone throwing up. She rolled over and saw that it was 1 in the morning before getting out of bed and hurrying to the bathroom.
Regina was sitting on the floor, her head over the toilet bowl as she threw up. Emma walked over to her and grabbed her hair, rubbing her back soothingly. Once she had finished, Regina sighed.
"I don't know what's happening," she whispered. "I just suddenly woke up and felt like I needed to throw up. And now here I am."
"Okay," Emma said. "How're you feeling otherwise?"
"Really light-headed," Regina said. "I don't want to even try moving, that's what made it so bad in the first place."
"You can't stay on the bathroom floor," Emma said. "If you're sick, you need to be in bed."
"But if I move I'll just throw up everywhere, or collapse," Regina said.
Emma thought about it. "Stay right here."
Regina managed a weak laugh. "Not like I can go anywhere else."
Emma laughed before leaving the bathroom and going downstairs, grabbing one of Regina's mixing bowls. She went back to their bedroom and put the bowl on the bed before walking into the bathroom.
"Can you put your head on my shoulder?" Emma asked. Regina nodded before slowly doing so. Emma wrapped an arm around Regina's back, and put the other under her legs.
"You're not seriously going to carry me, are you?" Regina asked. "Because that isn't bound to go any better than me trying to walk."
"No, I'm not going to carry you," Emma said. Before Regina could ask any more questions, Emma poofed them both to the side of the bed. She set Regina down carefully before putting the covers over her.
"That worked," Regina said. "Nice quick thinking."
Emma smiled. "Courtesy as time as the Savior."
Regina laughed. "Thank you. I guess I should try to sleep now, huh?"
Emma nodded. "But if you feel nauseous, that's what the bowl is for. The sound should wake me up so we can take you to the bathroom."
Regina nodded before closing her eyes. After that, she quickly fell asleep.
Two days later, Regina was on her feet and completely fine. The flu that she had was one that was going around the town like wildfire, and it was pure luck that Emma and Henry hadn't gotten it.
Regina had described for Emma what the flu had been like, and she had even said that she wouldn't wish it on even her worst enemy.
Snow ended up getting the flu anyway.
Eventually the flu went away after wrecking havoc on the town, and everything went back to normal.
And then, several weeks later, Emma woke up to the sound of Regina coughing quite loudly in the bathroom. She sighed. Now the town was going to be attacked by bronchitis.
Honestly, she preferred fighting villains.