Summary: Regina and Emma are newlyweds, and Emma just moved in into the Mansion. While still adjusting themselves to each other's company, Emma wakes up one night and immediately misses her wife's presence beside her. And then, she hears a faint sound of music and muffled crying. Is Regina unhappy? Established Swan Queen.

Author's note: I am imagining this one for a while now and I think it fits perfectly to these characters. The funny thing is that Lana Parrilla herself said that she enjoyed this song a lot, so, another reason to go for it! I ask of you all your opinion on the matter, because I really want to know what you're all thinking. Please review? I do not own OUaT or its characters.

"Oh my love, my darling
I've hungered,
Hungered for your touch
A long lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?"

(Righteous Brothers)

The first thing Emma seeks while waking up in the middle of the night is her wife. Oddly, she wasn't around. Emma thought about sleeping again, and not showing how attached she really was. However, in the back of her mind, she knew something was off. And then, paying attention very closely, she heard the faint sound of music and what appeared to be a muffled cry. Instantly, she was up and running towards the room where the sound just came off – which now she found out it was Regina's study.

Knocking lightly on the door, Emma didn't hear any response. She didn't want to startle her wife, and more than anything, she didn't want to invade a private moment. On the other hand, she was so worried. The blonde chose to open the door quietly and slowly then. The sound of the music invaded her ears and she finally could place it. That movie. Is it Ghost? Her thoughts were rapidly interrupted by the sight of the brunette, hugging her own legs and sitting on the rug in front of the fireplace. Regina was clearly on distress, crying quietly and pressing her eyes shut. There was occasional sobs in between the tears and Emma was devastated. What could possibly make Regina hurt so much? Was she regretting the marriage? Was she unhappy?

The last thought make Emma heart's clench on her chest, until it began to hurt and her throat closed tightly. The Sheriff loved her so much, desired her beyond words and this sight was just… heartbreaking. What if Regina never felt the same way she did?

As if by instinct, Regina opened her eyes and found the blonde by the door. Emma was standing still with her hands in a fist and her face sour. Although Regina didn't know what caused the blonde to react that way, she knew her lover's first instinct was to run. Emma wasn't running, and therefore, she smiled. She stayed, like she'd promised that one day.

Emma realized then that Regina was staring at her, waiting for her to say something or even walk away, like she'd done before. But she was better now, she'd like to think. Stronger. So, she hid her emotions deep inside and approached the brunette, kneeling right in front of her. She held both of her shoulders and rubbed, in order to give her comfort somehow. And then, after looking into those eyes so filled with sorrow, she hugged her tightly.

Regina didn't mean to wake Emma up. She didn't want to worry her wife, but that wasn't the first night she had to get out of their room to cry. And now, with Emma, looking at her so lovingly and caring, she couldn't find a reason why she would shut her wife out. Emma was perfect for her, and all she'd ever needed.

"Emma" Regina spoke first, parting just enough to look at the blonde in the eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you-"

"Shhh, Gina, is okay." The blonde insisted, still taking comfort in their close embrace. "You can tell me, okay? Whatever it is, you can always tell me. I won't be upset if you're having second thoughts. Maybe it was too fast and I understand. I just want you to be happy."

Regina looked at her as if she was mad crazy. What was that about anyway? Second thoughts? Who said anything about second thoughts? Emma was an idiot, indeed. Her idiot. She grinned, which made Emma even more confuse. "Emma" she begun, for the second time. "You're an idiot." For that, Emma wasn't expecting at all. "What?!" The surprised blonde managed to squeal.

"You're an idiot, because I'm not having second thoughts. Surprises me that you firstly think of that, for all that matters." Regina sighed. "This song, it just… makes me so emotional every time I listen to it." Emma was still not following. Why listen to a song that makes you upset? That doesn't make any sense. Regina continued. "For a long time, I never thought I'd be able to find happiness again. Even when I adopted Henry. Having him on my life was certainly joyful, although I never expected to love again. To be in love again. Especially with my former enemy's daughter." The brunette chuckled of her own speech. "This song reminds me of all those lonely nights when I truly believed that happiness wasn't made for me." Regina smiled and took Emma's hand on hers. "And now that I have it all, I guess I'm just afraid that everything will fall apart eventually. That I don't deserve it." She finished, drying one of her eyes with the tip of her finger.

Emma didn't know what to say immediately. She knew very well what is to be always waiting for the other shoe to drop, because she lived that life for a long time. The foster kid, the unloved one. Unwanted. Uncared. Love and happiness never were part of her vocabulary, not until now. And yes, she was also scared as hell, because she knew that losing her wife would devastate her.

In order to express her feelings in a way that they both knew so well, Emma kissed her. Hungrily. Because she knew that their connection was enough to comfort her wife, to make her feel better. Their desired always channeled all the feelings they couldn't quite express themselves, both still not being too good to open up and share their feelings.

The kiss quickly evolved and in a matter of minutes, they were laying on top of each other on the hardwood floor. The fire was flickering, and the whole atmosphere was so romantic, that for a moment they even forget what had happened. They're so in love with each other, that even with all the insecurities, they always find comfort on each other. It was perfect, but none of them dared to say it out loud.

It was just so easy. So mean to be. Soon enough, they were in a session of lovemaking rather than a session of discussing their relationship. It was surreal – their bodies just seem to communicate better than their minds. Every single surface was the perfect place to get together and even if they didn't think about it previously, they always found the perfect position to make each other delirious. Pure instinct, as one would call, the way that one mouth fit perfectly together at one's throat, and the way that a very silky hand glided smooth skin all the way down. Heated kisses, raw moans and slick skin. They molded together, they belonged. And there's no other word to describe that.

Two hours later, they're exhausting. Of course. All that true emotion in addition to a very long lustful session was indeed tiresome. And they're also a little hungry.

"Are you okay?" Emma asked, after a long silence pause.

"Of course, dear, why do you ask?"

"We didn't have a chance to talk this through…"

"I'm guessing we're not the type to talk things through at all…"

"Yeah, maybe you're right." Emma grinned. She didn't like at all the feeling of always have to discuss one's relationship. Things with Regina were easy because of that.

"I know I am right. As I know you're hungry. We should make something to eat."

"God, I love you, woman." Emma stood, already helping her wife on her feet. I would never leave you. You're my everything.

"I know. I love you too." More than you can think of.