I was in the car with Emma, my wife who was driving.

We were going to our favorite restaurant for a date night.

Her mom was watching Henry, our son for us, we need a brake.

We were singing our wedding songs as we drove.

When out of no where a wolf ran in front of the car and then I blacked out. Emma told me we went in a ditch and trees, and the car flipped.

Luckily we both had our seat belt on, but Emma said my side of the car was more beat up then hers.

Emma told me the medics said we sat in the cold snow for 30 mins before someone drove by and called 911.

The we were in the hospital unresponsive, I came in with a broken leg, broken elbow, cuts, bruises, and an extreme concussion.

Emma came in with a bleeding head, broken arm, cuts and bruises, and minor whiplash. She was patched up and only had to stay for one day, then was free to go.

Mary Margret, Emma's mom was in the room with Emma until I woke up, baby Henry was with Belle in the waiting room, or that's what Emma told me.

I was out of her surgeries quick, but was in a coma.

The next day I remember the doors busting open and seeing Emma.

She pulled a chair right beside me bed, and grabbed my hand.

And started praying , something she didn't do often.

"please god, let her be ok, please let her come back to me and our baby son." Emma pleaded and prayed. "Emma why are you praying, I'm ok" I said, but it was like she couldn't hear me, she didn't move.

I tried to move my body and it was like I was glued down I couldn't move anything.

Emma never let go of my hand, She started crying right before Belle brought Henry in.

He was crying for his Mama. She picked up Herny and hugged him and just loved him.

"hey, baby..." I said to Henry and he just said

"mommy ok?" pointing at me.

"Henry, Mommy's just sleeping, she a sleep head" Emma told him.

Emma asked Belle if she would take Henry home after she rocked him to sleep. She said she couldn't leave me.

She hummed our wedding song while rocking Henry to sleep. It was the only thing that would make him fall asleep.

I tried to sing along, but no one heard me.

After he fell asleep Belle took him home.

Soon later Emma went to sleep, laying on the edge of the hospital bed, with her head on my chest still holding my hand. I tried so hard to squeeze her hand or move my body, it was around midnight when I got so mad I screamed loud and of course no one heard me but, then only then I could squeeze Emma's hand.

But, she was sleeping and didn't feel it.

Days went by and the doctors said there is a low chance of me pulling through...

"Emma I know its hard, have hope, she'll pull through." Mary Margret insured as she placed her hand on Emma's shoulder.

"mom?" Emma asked before she left the room.

"yes?" she replied

"I don't know what I would do without her, she's my life, my everything... how could I go on without her...?" "NO, don't say the Emma" I yelled but it didn't matter she couldn't hear me.

"you'd go on with her in your heart and raise your son." Mary Margret said with hope.

"Mom, I don't think I could... I'm not like you... I don't have a lot of hope." Emma sighed

"NO EMMA, you do have hope! You can live with out me, you can!" I yelled at them. But they still couldn't hear me...

"If and I mean IF, you couldn't live without her, you need to think of Henry, you don't want him growing up like you did..." Mary Margret pointed out.

"NO,YOU DON'T SAY THAT! SHE WOULDN'T!" I screamed at them I so mad, still they couldn't her me but something happened.

I squeezed Emma's hand, and pretty hard to.

She snapped her head back to me.

"I'm OK, your OK!" I tried to say, yet again I was talking to myself.

I couldn't stand Emma talking like that, there is no way I would let her die for me and/or leave Henry like that.

"what happened?" Mary Margret asked.

"she squeezed my hand... like she really did it" Emma yelled so happy, and hope filled her again.

2 more days went by...

"if she doesn't wake up in the next two days, we are going to have to pronounce her dead..." the doctor told Emma.

"NO! I'll be like this forever! I"M NOT DEAD! I screamed so mad, madder then ever.

I was so mad I squeezed Emma's hand real hard and turned my head to her.

"She moved you can't pronounce her dead, she moved, she's alive!" Emma basically yelled at the doctor.

I was so glad she still had hope.

The next day...

Emma was asleep, and Mary Margret and Belle were in the room.

They were talking about Emma,

"If Regina doesn't make it through this, Emma might try to kill herself." Mary Margret told Belle.

"You have to put her in a mental hospital" Belle suggested

"I still can't Believe she would commit suicide over this girl" Mary Margret complained

(She didn't like Regina very much.)

I got so mad I SREAMED as loud as I could

"NOOOOOOO!"

And finally they heard me and my body flung up.

Emma woke when I yelled, Her face was priceless.

I can remember our first conversation like it was yesterday.

"Regina!" She yelled

"Emma! I love you so much!" I replied

"I love you too, I don't know what I would do without you!" Emma started crying back.

We hugged and cried together.

We were kissing when the doctor walked in...

"oops"

The doctor checked everything and it was like magic, there was absolutely nothing wrong...

I still don't understand how it happened.

What matters is that I was back with Emma and Henry.

I still never told Emma that I could hear everything they were saying, and I never told her what her mom and Belle were talking about. I never asked her about why she would leave Henry on purpose if I had died. I never told her I was stuck in myself all those days. And I never really plan on it.