A/N:Yes the rating has changed. I figure I can't have a sex crazed town without a little of it leaking into the text. BTW I haven't written smut in a long time so be forgiving.

"Archie! Archie wake up! Please, please don't be crazy too!" I pounded on Dr. Hopper's door. Why? Why isn't he answering? What's taking so long! Pongo's heard me, damn it Archie has to be home. Please don't let me be interrupting more craziness.

Finally the lock clicked and Archie opened the door. Crap I woke him up. "Yes David? I take it something has happened?"

"How did you know?"

Archie stepped back to let me in, "Well you're in a panic, it's ten o'clock at night, and people only come to me if they have themselves in a sticky situation." Oh duh.

I can't keep still. Goodness I'm going to wear a hole in the carpet. "I need your help. I can't figure out what she's done? Well obviously it's not her. I mean Regina wouldn't do this on purpose right? No she hates Emma.

"No that would be insane. So who would do that? Why would someone want to see the town like that? Is this even happening? Maybe I'm in a sleeping curse? Snow said she had terrible nightmares, I mean she still wakes up from them sometimes but no that's not the point. No but it could be a curse right? I could just be cursed to imagine this whole thing. Archie tell me I'm cursed. Please let this just be a curse. Archie what's happening?"

I turned to Archie, my feet paused in their path across his carpet. He raised his hands, "I still don't know what you're talking about David."

"How have you not noticed?!" I practically shrieked. Every single night, twice even three times I had been forced to see townsfolk in compromising positions all because I had become Emma's Deputy. She's off duty now and has been for days! "Have you not been outside? At all?!" How could he not have seen the kind of material that requires brain bleach in copious quantities? Did he go blind or something while I was trying to get things under control?

Dr. Hopper sighed and gestured for me to sit. "Please David, why don't you sit and take a breath so I can sort this all out." It kills me to even consider sitting down when all hell is breaking loose, but I sat anyway. "So you say there's a curse, but Regina isn't part of it. Something to do with Emma, and nightmares. I take it you are having trouble finding out who has done… Whatever this is?"

Well at least he catches on fast. "Yes!"

He put his hands up, "Please David, I do have neighbors who like to sleep. Why don't you tell me, calmly, what's going on."

"Well it started with Regina and Emma… Doing.. Things in the alley behind Granny's and then from there it just escalated and now every night I am filling up the cells and offices in the sheriff's station trying to handle the population of sex crazed maniacs. And I mean maniacs!" I showed him all the claw marks on my arms, "The last couple have gotten really freaking crazy. I have a bruise on my side from where SNOW kicked me!"

His eyes widened briefly, "Oh. Well I guess that's easy enough to deal with. Have you fallen under the effects yet David?"

And this is exactly what I was afraid of. I have to tell him. Please someone just wake me up because this is too much to bear if this all ends up true I don't know that I could ever look anyone here in the eyes again. But if it's an easy fix like he says. Wait what?

Emma woke me up with a series of kisses up my sternum. Her lips light as they drifted up my skin. "Mmm.." I don't want to wake up, but the reality may just be better than the dreams. Her lips met mine and though it took a few moments, I began to respond. I opened my eyes just in time to see hers light up with joy.

I hadn't meant this to be anything more than sex. In all reality I hadn't expected this to last past the first night. I assumed Emma's nature would halt the curse in it's tracks. Or maybe the bug would have died. It was supposed to last only twenty-four hou- I clutched the back of Emma's head and moaned, "Ohhh mmm, yes Emma."

There is nothing more magical than her lips I swear. Her knees gripped my hips firmly. The way her back curves is otherworldly. I think I could die like this. She sucked harder on my breast, one hand wrapped around the other kneading and squeezing it. Her tongue swept over the peak and Emma had to almost sit up as my back arched to follow her tongue.

She stared at me with the same hunger that had ridden us almost as closely as we rode each other for the last week. Food has barely been a consideration. I can't even remember the last time I'd eaten anything other than Emma. Oh god the taste of her arousal with her thigh flexing against my shoulders, pressing my tongue deeper. Or is that. Oh god that is Emma's tongue. "Please, please more."

"Fuck yes." Emma clenched her hand on my hip dragging me closer to that tongue. I can't imagine this going better. God was I really so focused on Emma's mother? I could have saved so much trouble by simply fucking her daughter into oblivion. She is so much better than Graham.

I'm sure the whole town heard my scream.