Guys I'm so dumb. I was at work last night and took a pan out of the oven with a mitt on, but it moved slightly when I set it down so I grabbed it with my other hand that didn't have a mitt. Yay 2nd degree burns.

Emma sighed as she walked to the break room in the station. For once Storybrooke had a normal case, and it wasn't pretty. Turns out a lot of people from the Land of Untold Stories had issues with people in Storybrooke and were going after them.

A murder had finally taken place, and Emma and David were working day and night to figure out which newcomer had done it. The problem was that none of them were in the database because they weren't in the town. More people were coming in then David and Emma could keep up with.

Rubbing her hands over her eyes, Emma grabbed the coffee pot to refill her cup. Throughout the past 24 hours neither she nor David had gotten any sleep and had gone through several pots of coffee.

Not keeping track of the coffee, Emma didn't register the burning on her skin until the coffee was all over the place and her hand.

"Ow, ow, ow," Emma said, setting down the cup and quickly putting her hand under cold water. It was quickly turning bright red, and Emma could tell that she would be in big trouble if Regina found out.

"Are you alright?" David asked, walking into the break room. He looked at the mess that Emma had made before chuckling and grabbing napkins to clean everything up. "Only you."

Emma smiled sheepishly before turning off the water and drying her hand off. "Do we have any burn ointment?"

"In the cupboard over there," David said, nodding towards the microwave. Emma went over and opened the cupboard, taking out the First Aid kit and grabbing bandages and burn ointment.

"Tell Regina about this and you're dead," Emma threatened, spreading the ointment over her skin.

"Duly noted," David said, throwing away all of the paper towels soaked with coffee. "Just be more careful from now on. Maybe you should go home for a bit."

"I will if you will," Emma challenged.

David smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I'll see you back out there."

Emma concentrated back on her hand. "That's what I thought."

Regina walked into the station the next morning and immediately noticed Emma's hand. "What happened to you?"

"Nothing," Emma said quickly, dropping her hand into her lap. "Just had a little mishap last night. Nothing to be concerned about."

"Your hand is wrapped up," Regina said. "How am I not supposed to be concerned about that?"

"I just got some coffee on my hand," Emma said. "It's not that big of a deal, trust me. I took care of it."

Regina held out her hand. "Let me see."

Emma sighed before giving Regina her burnt hand. There was no use arguing. Regina carefully peeled off the bandages covering Emma's hand and tsked at the red skin covered with blisters. "These are 2nd degree burns."

Emma shrugged. "I've had worse."

Regina sighed before waving her free hand over Emma's. The blisters glowed purple before disappearing completely. "There. All fixed. No more painful blisters."

"Thanks," Emma said, pulling her hand back. "Did you need something, or did you find something on the case?"

"I did," Regina said. "Recent evidence shows that you need to come home and actually get some sleep."

Emma sighed. "You know I can't do that. We're surviving just fine on coffee-"

"And how's that working out for you?" Regina asked, looking at Emma's hand.

Emma sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "We need to find this person."

"And you will," Regina said. "But hurting yourself because of sleep deprivation is not going to help anyone. Least of all yourself."

David watched them both before sighing and sleeping his computer. Emma looked at him in surprise. "What are you doing?"

"If I don't leave, you never will," David said. "Regina is right. We should go home."

Emma sighed before sleeping her computer and standing up. Regina grabbed her hand before pulling her out of the office, mouthing a "Thank You" back towards David.

"Now then," Regina said. "Time to get some sleep."