Chapter 5
She did not know what to do. Literally did not know, all Emma could make sense of right now was that there was a woman, currently still shouting at the nurse on the reception desk over seeing her. Seriously this does not make sense. 'I was with Neal..and...and I'm pregnant?!'
Pushing herself off of the door, the blonde faces it while dangling her hand above the doorknob. Closing her eyes briefly, she pauses to listen in on the ongoing conversation outside.
"Please, I need to know she is okay, I need to see her! She is all that I have got and if I don't..." Stopping on her speech that started off like a desperate beg and ended with the beginnings of an idle threat, Regina turns then walks over to the nearby seating area before sitting herself down and holding her head in her hands, trying her utmost hardest not to cry. Upon seeing this, Mary Margaret takes her turn to glare at the nurse then goes and sits beside the fellow brunette as the woman begins to sob.
Having heard that all the talking has now stopped, Emma bites her lip feeling kind of bad for the woman. She must know her and care for her to get this upset, right? 'Okay, I will just go out and just show her I'm fine..then..then I don't know..' Sighing, the blonde quickly turn the handle and pulls her door open before she loses her nerve and steps outside. Looking towards the now empty reception desk, Emma makes her way over to the two women cautiously. Stopping short of the woman's chair, the blonde glances down and clears her throat a little. "Esc..excuse me?"
Both women freeze hearing her voice with Regina looking up first in shock. "..Emma?..Emma?!"
Emma gulps and looks around awkwardly then back at the woman who had called her name. "..erm..yes...hi?"
Letting out a huge sigh of relief, the brunette stands quickly and hugs her while Mary Margaret wells up at the sight of her daughter. "Oh thank god..you're okay.."
Frowning at the closeness of it all, Emma decides to just play along for her sake. "Yes..I'm..I'm okay.."
Pulling back slightly, Regina cups her face to inspect the wound on her head with a teary smile then looks concerned. "Our baby? Is our baby okay?"
Raising an eyebrow, the blonde looks uncertain. "Our baby?"
Practically mirroring Emma's confused expression, the brunette glances down to the woman's bump then at her face realising something is off. "Yes Emma..our-"
"Miss Swan, you shouldn't be out here now, visiting hours were over a while ago. Your father informed me that you need all your rest to help with your situation"
Looking across to the nurse, the blonde nods then gives Regina small apologetic smile before turning to leave.
"Father?" Sharing a confused look with Mary Margaret, the mayor questions to herself. "...situation?" Reaching out quickly, the brunette grabs onto Emma's hand forcing her to stop. "Wait..what is the nurse talking about Emma?"
Feeling guilty, the blonde grows teary and glances over her shoulder at the lost looking pair. "I'm sorry but I..I don't know who you are.."
"But Emma.."
"I'm sorry..I have to go.." Pulling her hand away, Emma goes back to her room.
Turning to Mary Margaret, Regina looks at her in disbelief. "What are they talking about?.."
"I don't know Regina but..you saw Emma she is as okay as she can be and right now we need to just wait it out and find out what is going on tomorrow..that way we-"
"I am not going anywhere" sitting herself back down on the chair, the brunette stares ahead glaring at the nurse on the reception desk. "I'm staying here until I know..that way I can either talk to a doctor or talk to Emma"
Having witnessed the familiar look on Regina's face before but many years ago as Queen, Mary Margaret doesn't argue back and also takes her place beside the determined woman.
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Hearing the loud announcer calling out for extra help within the ER, Regina sits up quickly in surprise having fell asleep against the arm rest at some point. Yawning, the brunette turns to see Mary Margaret still sat beside her but with the added two takeout cups of coffee in her hands.
"I was intending on letting you sleep more as there has been no movement from Emma's room or arrival of a doctor but..I never gave a thought to the loudspeaker" giving a small smile, the short haired woman passes a cup over.
"Thanks.." Accepting the coffee eagerly, Regina quickly takes a sip. "Do you think that..Emma not..not knowing who we are is..a permanent thing?"
Mary Margaret shrugs, looking sad. "I hope not.."
The mayor nods then looks over to see a stocky man come strolling down the corridor, offering a smarmy smile to the nurse on the desk before entering Emma's room without hesitation. Pushing herself forward on her seat, Regina grits her teeth. "Who the hell is he?!" Going to look towards Mary Margaret, the brunette can see the woman is no longer there and is standing at the desk, clearly not happy herself.
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Approaching the bed where the blonde is sleeping on her side, Harry leans over and lightly touches the side of her face, causing Emma to jump and flinch away on impact. "Good morning"
Pushing herself up with a hand on either side of the bed, the blonde leans back against the pillow and looks at him. "What do you want?...one day isn't going to make me better..one day isn't going to make the doctor change his mind and give me an abortion on your say so"
Pointing at her threateningly, Harry glares angrily. "Listen here you worthless little-" pausing mid sentence, he looks towards the door at the dark haired woman who has entered, assuming her to be staff. "She doesn't need any counselling rubbish, if you don't mind this is a family matter"
Emma gulps, looking past him towards the woman she saw yesterday. "..Harry..I.."
"Family?.." Scoffing, the woman walks in further and stands by the bed so she is in between him and Emma, crossing her arms. "Please, you are not family..I know all about you, besides I'm her family" giving a triumphant smile, Regina notices as Harry backs away. "Where should I start? How about the fact that yes you were her foster father but that was oh..ten years ago? You have had no say in her life since and are just using the fact that she cannot remember due to her accident. She does not need you because she found her family..her parents and me"
"I have..parents?" Emma glances towards the brunette in hope.
Taking a chance, the mayor reaches out to take the blonde's hand. "Yes you do dear..you left the clutches of this man years ago and have been very independent since..you told me all about it"
Frowning confused, the blonde looks down to her bump, protecting it with her spare hand as she has not even bothered to take her other one from Regina's grasp. "You're..evil..."
Inhaling sharply with fear at the title, the brunette waits to speak until Emma looks up which she does but instead looks past her and to Harry.
"You're..an evil man..you lied..you..was going to make me have an abortion!"
"What?!" Breathing heavily, Regina looks over to Harry with a murderous glare. "You was going to kill our baby?!"
Holding his hands up, Harry sniggers. "Listen, lady, you weren't here..I was just looking out for her, she can barely look after herself, I mean look at her"
Snatching her hand away from Emma causing the blonde to move back on the bed in concern, the brunette steps up to the former foster father furiously.
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"Nurse can you get me the report on the Robinsons kid..and let me know if an OR is available..where is that shouting coming from?" Glancing briefly down the corridor, Dr Scott dismisses it then waits for the report.
"Are you Emma's doctor?"
Looking over to his left, the doctor sees a short haired woman stood beside him looking worried. "Yes? Are you a relation?"
Nodding quickly, Mary Margaret gives a small smile. "I'm..her sister..listen there is a man that has gone to see her and-"
"Harry Summers? Emma's foster father"
"That's just it..he's not, not anymore. Doctor..she has since found her parents and is in a very committed relationship with her fiancée and a baby on the way..he hasn't been in her life since she was eighteen"
Suddenly becoming more aware of what is going on with Emma's scared behaviour, not to mention the pushy abortion, Dr Scott looks over in the direction of Emma's room and heads over. Pushing on the door to walk inside, he moves just in time as Regina turns and smacks Harry across the face.
Hissing on contact, the brunette pulls her hand back cradling it within her other while gritting her teeth. "..oh..my god..."
Having yelled out in pain, Harry grabs his nose. "You stupid cow! You broke my nose!"
Taking in the scene before him, guessing that the angry brunette is the fiancée the other woman was talking about, Dr Scott grabs at Harry's arm to lead him out. Turning towards Emma and Regina who is still holding her hand, he smiles slightly. "I..erm..I didn't see anything.."
Watching the door close, Emma looks over towards the brunette and quickly shuffles forward, worried. "Are..are you okay?"
Trying to flex her hand out, revealing her slowly bruising knuckles, Regina nods despite her face saying otherwise. Biting her lip, the blonde looks around, quickly grabbing at the stack of paper towels. Taking the jug of water from the bed tray, she dips her hand in taking out a few ice cubes and wraps them in the towels. "Here.."
Glancing up sadly, seeing Emma holding one of her own hands out while the other holds the makeshift compress, the brunette heads over then sits herself on the edge of the bed while passing her injured hand to the woman. "Thank you..."
Chuckling lightly, the blonde shakes her hand. "Don't thank me yet.." Grimacing herself, Emma places the cold pack on top of Regina's hand gaining a wince. "I..I think..we should..talk"
Letting out a shaky breath, the mayor looks directly at her confused fiancée and nods. "..yes dear..I think we do"
A/N: go Regina! Woo! What next for the lost couple?!