Hi there ! Apologies this chapter took a couple of days, been busy with catching up on some university work before we resume uni this upcoming week, since Easter holidays are almost over :( Hope all of you had a great Easter and enjoyed the holidays! Please let me know your thoughts on the chapter/story. Reviews, favorites, and follows are immensely appreciated and helpful. Cannot thank you all enough. You're all awesome! Enjoy. :D

The sun kissed the night's sky as day broke, the stars no longer visible to the naked eye, the moon's light being over-shined by that of the round star which Earth orbits. However, though the sunlight radiated through the Mill's House and lit every corner of the place, Emma and Regina remained fast asleep. The blonde's body lay half on the floor, at right angle, with her back supported by the front of the couch, as her legs rested in front of her. Her head had fallen backwards, in her sleep, whilst her mouth settled slightly open, just parting her lower lip from her upper one. She had her arms around the dark-haired woman, who had fallen asleep in her arms, head on her chest. Regina had literally cried herself to sleep, during which Emma held her and no amount of tiredness could have let her slip away, for she refused to unhand her. They were both in a deep state of sleep: Emma was content that Regina's cries had ceased, for hearing her and watching her in such a broken manner, shattered her heart. She had never seen Regina so emotionally exposed and unsheltered. It was as if her walls crumbled down, and let Emma storm inside. Emma felt delighted that Regina had turned to her for help, even though she wished more than anything to spare her of such pain. Regina, on the other hand was sound asleep for one reason alone: the blonde had managed to calm her down. She had accomplished in pushing Regina's fears, worries, and doubts away. The Major felt comforted and cared for. This sign of resemblance of love soothed her, whilst she listened to the blonde's heart-beat, as her head rested on the other's chest, making every beat, beat with hers. This simultaneous beating of hearts hushed her cries and fell to the condition which the nervous system is inoperative, organ of sight shuts, and the muscles rest, whilst the awareness is briefly shut down.

Emma slowly stirred from her sleep and started to wake up. She opened her eyes and was dazzled by the bright sunlight. She groaned as the rays entered her eyes and quickly shut them back tight. The blonde began to blink her eyes repeatedly in order to ease her way into seeing the natural light. Once her eyes settled, she looked down at Regina, who was still dead to the world outside. The blonde let a slight smile form, as she observed Regina sleeping so peacefully, watching how the sunlight hit her face, caressing her beauty, shining through her beautiful, dark raven hair. Emma pressed her closer to her body, holding her tighter. Then she felt how stiff her neck was due the position she had fallen asleep in. She twisted it round, back and forth, from side to side, as she made groaning sounds of pain and then relief when it finally cracked.

A sudden, loud noise emitted from a nearby distance in the house, as Emma's phone rang.

"Shit!" Emma tried to mutter in a low voice, not making a difference because her phone was blasting through the entire room.

She attempted to reach her phone in order to turn it off, so as to not wake up Regina, but in doing so she did not want to wake her up by moving her. So she was struggling between reaching as far as her arm could, and trying to keep her body movement to a minimal. Her fingertips were literally inches away from her phone, and the phone's ringtone was exactly seconds away from waking up the Major. With a final thrust Emma reached her phone, grabbed it quickly, and answered it, in the interest of Regina's beauty sleep.

"Hello?" she whispered

"Swan?" a voice spoke, which Emma recognized as belonging to Hook.

"Killian?"

"Why are we whispering?" he joined in, speaking in a low voice.

"You don't need to whisper Hook … I do" she rolled her eyes.

"Why's that?"

"Cause …" she looked at Regina, "Umm…Regina is asleep?" she tried.

"Aye? And? … Did you sleep next to her?" he quickly jumped.

"No!" Emma lied without a second thought. "No, I am not sleeping in her bed, Killian!" she loop-holed, her voice sounding as if he just asked the silliest question ever, whilst she was there holding her all night, totally sleeping next to her.

"Well alright love … are you alright?" his tone changed, being concerned about her.

"Yeah I'm fine" she kept whispering. "Thanks for calling … but I have to go for now … don't want to wake her. I'll call you when I can."

She truly did appreciate him caring, but she did not want to be the cause Regina was woken up and the Major was already making slight movements.

"Alright Swan" he frowned.

"Bye" she affirmed.

"Bye…"

However it was too late, for the dark-haired woman stretched and yawned as she awakened.

"Morning" Emma greeted her with a smile.

"Mmm … morning" she husked, half asleep, grabbing at Emma's shirt, staying close to her chest.

Then suddenly the Major shot her eyes wide open, and pulled away from the blonde, acknowledging she was half asleep on the Saviour.

"I'm sorry!" she apologized, lowering her head in embarrassment, using the couch to support her, now that Emma's body was no longer in contact with hers.

"It's okay" Emma spoke, using her hand to gently raise Regina's chin so that she could look at her eyes, making her smile.

"I was just … resting my eyes" Regina tried, using her hand to curl her hair behind her ear.

"Totally!" Emma mocked. "For hours?"

Regina looked up at Emma and attempted to open her mouth to speak, but had no reply, which made her scoff at herself, shaking her head.

"Oh wow … sassy Regina has no sassy response!" the blonde continued, smirking that she's getting the best of Regina.

"Alright Swan!" she scrunched. "You've had your fun. You caught me off guard … I've just …" Regina stopped, realizing she was trapping herself once again.

"Woken up?" Emma cheered herself on, making Regina scoff and shake her head in disapproval once more.

They gazed into each other's eyes, smiling, peering through one another's soul. Quickly and unexpectedly, Regina's eyes dropped down to Emma's lips, making her tug gently on the inside of her lower lip, using her bottom teeth. Then her eyes shot back up, to find Emma's eyes still on her. Regina's breath caught in her throat, causing her to gulp silently. They stayed there for a moment longer till Regina took an audible deep breathe.

"Coffee!" she exclaimed, raising her brow. She pulled herself off of the floor, leaving Emma slightly flustered.

The blonde followed suit, and with a short sigh, leapt to her feet. Emma watched Regina walk away all straightened up, indeed with the poise and composure of a Queen. Her shoulders perfectly held in place and not bent forward. Her glossy, messed up, black hair flowing, just covering her neck. Her white shirt hanging loose, slightly out of her pants. Her ass tight in her black well-fitted suit trousers. Her hips swaying from side to side, showing all the curves in all the right places. Emma eyes kept working their way down, down Regina's sexy legs, as she watched her strut towards the kitchen, walking behind her. Then she reached her feet, as the blonde watched the other woman bare-foot, tiptoeing her way over, making her smile at how cute she looked tiptoeing across the cold tiles. The green eyes traveled slowly back up, up Regina's body, after they had already marveled down. Emma longed for Regina to turn so that she would be able to gaze at her beautiful, prepossessing, and proprietorial, dark brown eyes. To be able to admire her faultless facial structure: her high cheekbones, her cute nose, her mischievous smile, and her luscious lips. Emma's lust-like musing sent her into an oblivious state, to the point that she discerned almost a little too late that Regina had turned to face her, for they had reached the kitchen, and she almost bumped into her head on.

Regina had caught a glimpse of Emma's eyes being on her and husked "Like what you see Miss Swan?" raising a brow at the blonde, whilst she looked at her mischievously.

Emma struggled to find her words, let alone form intelligible, structured sentences. Emma's lack of response made Regina smirk at the blonde then turn to find her cupboard, content with her triumph over her.

"You're such a tease" Emma finally managed to vocalize, waving her head from side to side.

"Oh I'm not a tease Miss Swan …" she spoke in a husky voice. "I'm just a reminder of what 'Captain, I Think I'm Devilishly Handsome' can't give you." She taunted, licking her lips, in addition to the wink she gave Emma.

Emma's jaw somewhat dropped, astonished with the words that came out of the Evil Queen. She sought to respond, but once again, she choked.

Regina was now making coffee for her and Emma, whilst the blonde stood still, silent, behind her. After a while, Emma sighed to herself, and pulled close to Regina, as she placed her hands on the counter, on either side of Regina, entrapping her. Regina remained with her back to her but could quickly feel the blonde's breath on her neck, in a slight gap that her raven hair had left.

"Regina… are we gonna talk about this?" Emma questioned in a low, worried voice.

"Talk about what?" Regina joked, turning to face the blonde, to find she was actually closer to her than she originally thought, which made her pull back nervously. However her movement was ineffective, because she immediately crashed into the counter behind her.

"Your magic…" Emma sighed, being serious.

This statement instantly wiped Regina's smile off her face. She gazed at the blonde for a second then turned and continued to make coffee, ignoring Emma.

"Regina…" Emma tried.

"There's nothing to talk about Swan" Regina stated firmly, still facing away from the blonde.

"Regina!" Emma said a little more forcefully this time, grabbing Regina by the arm, making her spin round.

"Swan!" the Major shot back. "A queen does not appreciate being groped!"

"Stop it! Stop joking! Couple of hours ago you were crying in my arms! Or have you forgotten about that?" the Saviour raged.

"Well I'd certainly would like to." Regina mocked, earning her a frustrated look from Emma, who was now breathing heavily, trying to suppress her anger.

"Arghh!" the blonde finally let out "You know you can't keep doing this!"

"Doing what?" Regina asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"This!" she exclaimed, pulling close to Regina. "You can't keep pulling me in and pushing me out! Make up your mind! Do you want me here or not?"

Regina was caught aback, which meant she had no immediate response, and the lack of reply enraged Emma even further.

"Fantastic!" Emma said sarcastically.

"Well someone's in a bitchy mood this morning!" Regina shot back in defense.

"Excuse me?" the blond cross-examined, stunned by Regina.

"I'm just saying, if I wanted a bitch I'd get a dog" she kept taunting.

This made Emma fly off the handle, as she paced around the kitchen about to explode. She took a deep breathe, calmed herself down, and with a soft voice, reattempted to convince Regina's stubbornness, "Regina, I wanna help you, but you've got to let me."

Regina quietened down for a moment, contemplating, breathing steadily. Then she closed in on Emma. "Help me… by leaving me alone Swan!" she stated firmly.

"Regina!" Emma enraged but the dark-haired woman interrupted her once again.

"Will you leave if I throw a stick?"

Emma scoffed and shook her head in a scornful manner, and headed towards the door, to make her departure.

"You're impossible!" she shouted.

"Think you meant improbable!" Regina yelled back with a smirk. "And in… three, two, one … force field!" she called out, but it was too late because the Saviour crashed into the shield that was protecting the house and hurled her back into the house.

"I'm fine thanks for asking!" Emma fired at her, kneeling, slowly getting back up.

"Your welcome" Regina mocked.

Emma marched once again towards the front door, lifted the spell to make passage for herself, and was gone, without another word being spoken by either one of them.

Once Regina found herself in a complete state of lack of sound, she sighed, gently closing the spherical organs that provide her vision. She slid down the kitchen counter, resting on the cool floor. Her chest started to heave, as she breathed heavily, feeling the weight in her chest and locks in her throat. She lay in the void, alone, in a seem-like still place, letting tears escape her eyes, unable to bare the pain in the back of her mind. The tears made wet tracks down her face, releasing a small token of her sorrow, down to her open quivering lips. She tasted the stream of salty tears that had flown their way down her pale cheeks. Her hands opened and closed, rhythmically clenching, trying to hold back the small crystal beads from continuing to flow but was unsuccessful, for moments later she let out noisy sobs that echoed through the empty house. The Major snivelled, blinking her saline tears from the bloodshot eyes. She could feel her body temperature rising rapidly, as she broke into a sweat, her physical structure feeling the toll of her collapse. Her fists started to ache and tremble, which made her release them and flex her fingers. However her whole hand started to tingle, until it started to glimmer. Before she could do anything Regina' supernatural forces were employed. The magic shot from her hands, glided through the air for a nanosecond and rammed into the opposite kitchen cupboard, ripping the cupboard door off its hinges. Consequently the Evil Queen gazed at her hands and once again observed the sparks encircling.

"Oh no … no, no, please, no!" she pleaded with herself.