Once the prince had carried the savior from her home she stood and slammed the door. She looked at herself in the hall mirror and didn't recognise the battered broken woman looking back at her. She straightened and tied the robe around herself and removed the jacket that was now also bloody and attended to her child. Ignoring her own pains. She got him up off the floor he was no longer crying, but was in shock. She recognized the blank look on his face and led him silently up the stairs. Each step was excruciatingly painful. She sat him on the edge of her bed and he complied wordlessly.

"Stay right here darling, Mommy will be right back okay?" He nodded his head and she noted the eerie blank look he held and shuddered. She went into the bathroom to get cleaned up. She assessed quickly that her nose was most likely broken and both of her eyes were bruised already as well as half of her left cheek which was probably also broken. Her cheek was split where Emma had repeatedly punched her. She traced her fingers over red marks that littered her torso where the blonde had bitten her. She looked down at the bracelet that trapped her magic and rage boiled over, she raged and threw the closest thing to her into the mirror with so much force it not only shattered, but the shards exploded outward. She regained her control and opened the shower door and gingerly stepped inside.

Parts of the attack started to replay for her against her will and she vomited in the shower. Once she stopped heaving she reached for a terry cloth hanging on the dry rack.
She hissed out as she ran the washcloth over her tender bruised flesh between her legs. She was concerned when she saw blood on the cloth as she pulled it away from herself.

She shook her head at the events of that afternoon and once again started to cry. She didn't understand. The rage in the woman's voice, the act she performed. The women had gotten to a much friendlier state in the past weeks and had even had the former mayor considering something more with the other woman. They had flirted. Had I misread her? Had I pushed her to this? Is this my fault? No one will believe the savior perpetrated this act without provocation. They will blame me. They always do. Most will probably agree I deserved this.

Perhaps I do.

She turned the hot water on higher as she felt the savior's hands on her still, and vigorously scrubbed her flesh with the cloth trying desperately to feel something other than that woman touching her.

David called his wife and asked her to meet him down at the station. He lifted his unconscious daughter out of his truck trying his best to hide her bare ass from view. He carefully lowered her down onto the jail cell cot and stood back and gasped as he saw his daughter's, well, penis.

Mary Margaret entered the station muttering something about dinner that evening with Emma when she saw the state of her daughter, the rapidly growing bruise on the side of her face and her rather large flaccid phallus. "David!" she exclaimed. "Wha- um-" she stuttered unable to look away from the curious sight. "What's going on?"

"I got a call this morning about noise disturbance from old lady Moffit, from the mansion."

"Regina did this?" Snow accused.

"No I did."

Snow finally focused on her husband's face, "You're not making any sense David."

"Emma was sexually assaulting Regina and I had no choice but to subdue her."

Snow covered her mouth at the horrific nightmare she was listening to and shook her head. "Regina must have done something to her! Emma wouldn't hurt anyone!"

"She hurt Regina I saw it with my own eyes Snow. I don't know what happened, but no one deserved that… that…" His voice trailed off sadly. "Would you mind getting her dressed?" he finally asked after composing himself.

"Me? Why me?" Snow turned beet red at the prospect of going anywhere near her daughter's penis.

"That's my daughter's private… area!" he shouted flustered as the weight of the situation bore down on him. "Whether our daughter has a penis or a vagina, I'm still her father! Dad's don't… do… this stuff! Just fix it Snow!" he yelled and stormed off.

Snow knelt down trying desperately not to make eye contact with it . She attempted to pull her daughter's tight jeans up but they wouldn't budge. She went into the bottom drawer of David's desk and took out his work out sweat pants she knew he kept there and silently went into the jail cell and dressed her daughter.

Once she was done she looked over her child's bruised face and winced as the mark on her face was getting darker. She stood and kissed Emma on the forehead and went into the office where David was.

"Where is Henry?"

"He is with Regina." he said knowing exactly what his wife was going to say next.

"How bad… I mean was Regina harmed?"

"You mean other than the assault our daughter was doing to her?"

"I do actually mean other than that, yes David." Snow said irritated at her husband's foul attitude towards her.

"She was hurt. Bad. There was blood. So much blood." he said as the memories drained the color from his face.

"I should go check on them." Snow said as she headed for the door only to be stopped by David immediately.

"We can't help her." he looked at his daughter unconscious on the cot. "It can't be us."

Emma slept soundly through the night. The spell that was cast took its toll and Emma didn't stir until early the next day. When she did start to finally wake she noticed the ringing in her left ear, the headache that accompanied said ringing and she felt like she was going to vomit. She sat up and grabbed at the bruise on the side of her face and flinched. The next thing she noticed was that she was in the holding cell. She swung her legs over the side of the cot and stood. She shuffled over to the door and realized quickly that it was locked.

The savior's movement had caught the attention of her father who stood from behind the desk and walked over to get some much needed answers from his daughter.

"What the hell happened?" he started not entirely caring how he sounded at that moment.

"What do you mean what happened? Why am I locked in the holding cell?"

"You're under arrest!" he replied harshly angry that she had put him in a position to choose justice over her well being.

"For what?" she demanded irritated and confused by his attitude.

"Sexual assault and battery!" he answered loudly.

Emma scoffed. "Who did I sexually assault?"

David peered at her "Mayor Mills."

"Wait, what?" the color from Emma's face drained suddenly, making even the dark purple bruise on her cheekbone paler than it had been previously. "Regina said I… I…"

"I pulled you off of her Emma!" the man's anger was shining bright. Emma shook her head in disbelief then sunk down to the cot. The way she sat caused her unfamiliar and excruciating pain and she doubled over and placed her hands between her legs screamed out in surprise and fear as the strange appendage greeted her probing. "What the literal fuck is going on!? Where's my vagina?"

"I don't know, but we'll address how or why you have… that… in a minute."

Emma started to panic as the pieces of information her father had given her started to come together. "Someone stole my vagina Dad!" she yelled at the blonde standing before her. Her wide green eyes held the fear she felt. She stood up and rushed the door "Let me the hell out of here! I need to talk to Regina!"

Charming crossed his arms in angry dad fashion. "Absolutely not!"

"She can help me! She has to know I would never... " her voice faded as she focused on whatever damage her body in it's current condition could inflict. "How badly did… I mean, how badly is she hurt?"

"I'm not sure of the specifics, but from what I saw, it was bad. Can you tell me your side of what happened?" he replied gently.

"My side?" she asked irritated then yelled "My side!" she stood and started to pace. "My side is I was at work filling out paperwork then I was in a jail cell because I am a rapist!"

"Are you admitting you assaulted her against her will?" David asked cautiously.

"Stop being a cop dad it doesn't suit you! I am ADMITTING that I didn't consciously do this!" she roared back at him.

"Really Emma your defense is I don't remember?"

"Jesus Dad do you really believe I'd do this?" she asked sincerely and his tone and mannerisms changed. "Of course not sweetie, but…"

She held up her hand to stop him from citing jargon and simply said, "I have a penis dad. Clearly this is magical. Someone did this to me… to Regina… she is not safe. You need to assign an escort for her and…" she blanched then panicked once more, "Henry! Where's HENRY!"

David recited the news he retrieved from Snow who got her information from Red that morning. "He was kept over for observation and should be released this afternoon."

"Why what happened?! Did I h-hurt him?" she sat back down on the cot before her legs could give out.

"He suffered a contusion in the scuffle, but his trauma is psychological and so they kept him overnight."

"H-he saw…" she didn't have time to finish voicing her thought and dry heaved into the toilet next to the bed.

"Your mother is with the Blue Fairy now, we will figure this out Emma."

"No. Rumple. Regina. Won't talk to Blue." she coughed out her protest to the fairy between heaves and David agreed with her. "I'll go down to Rumple's shop and see if he'll help us."

Emma crawled back up on the cot and laid down. "Thank you." she said weakly as he walked away.