This chapter is short and it's not my personal favorite, but with all of the responses talking about the potential of this story, I have decided to attempt to continue writing it! Sorry it's been so long. I'm a busy bee :(

Chapter II - Unbelievable

Regina slumps against the wall outside of Emma's hospital room. Her chest heaving, her anxiety rising, her breath shortening at the realization that Emma remembers nothing. As soon as Emma had mentioned it was 2006, the first year of them being roommates, Regina had excused herself from the room.

Their whole life together, the last 4 years they've spent as a couple, was completely wiped from Emma's memories. And Regina couldn't handle it, not now, not in the state she was in. Her hand folds over her stomach as she looks down at the baby bump and sighs. She had no idea what she was going to do, now. How she was going to explain everything to Emma. How she was going to convince Emma that they were engaged and having a kid in just a few months.

It was all too much for her to handle.

A few tears stream down her face as she catches her breath, debating on whether or not to go back in when the door opens.

"Hey..." David says softly as she sits next to Regina on the ground. "You okay?"

Regina shakes her head. "What if she never remembers?"

"I don't know..." David sighs, placing his hand on Regina's shoulder. "I guess we'll just have to wait and see what the doctor says about it."

"I feel so guilty." Regina cries. "If I hadn't gotten so mad at her, none of this would have happened. I can't do this without her."

"It's not your fault. We've all seen the change in Emma..." David tries to assure.

"I know, but-"

"Shh." David hushes as he hugs the brunette. "You'll both figure it out, I promise."

Regina nods as she huddles into her "father-in-law's" side, letting the tears flow out of her eyes. She sniffles a few time before pulling her head away. "I think it'd be best if I just went home. I have a lot to think about."

"You're kidding me, right?" Emma scoffs as she looks at her mom. "There is absolutely no way in hell I'm engaged to Regina!"

"Emma... you are, though." Mary-Margaret sighs. "You guys have been together for almost 4 years."

"That's impossible. Do you know how many times I've asked her out just to get under her skin? Mom, she hates me." Emma rolls her eyes. "And now you're telling me that we're engaged?"

"That's not all..." Mary-Margaret bites her lower lip. "You're going to be parents."

"Okay, now you're just pulling my leg. Seriously, is this a joke? Is this her way of getting back at me for being so annoying, because it's not funny anymore." Emma deadpans.

"Emma, you were in a bad accident. You don't remember anything." Mary-Margaret repeats, but Emma shakes her head furiously.

"No, that's not possible." She denies and Mary-Margaret wishes her daughter wasn't so damn stubborn.

"I know it's a lot to get used to, Emma, but it's the truth."

The door opens and David walks back in alone. Mary-Margaret looks to him for a confirmation on how Regina was holding up, but he shakes his head.

"She went home to rest. She's really torn up over all of this and keeps blaming herself." David says softly as he eyes Emma. "How's Emma?"

"Won't believe a damn word I'm saying."

"I got this." David replies, kissing the top of his wife's head before making his way over to his daughter. "Hey kid."

"Dad, can you tell mom she's crazy because she was spouting some nonsense earlier about Regina and me being engaged?" Emma huffs out.

"She's not crazy, Emma. You really are."

"But how?" Emma asks.

"Look, Emma. I know this is a lot to take in, but it's 2011. You're almost 23. You and Regina have been together for a long time." David says as he sits down in the chair next to Emma's bed. "Last night, you got in a fight with her and you stormed out of the house drunk and crashed your car. You suffered severe head trauma and I'm going to assume now that means memory loss."

"No way, I would never drive drunk." Emma scoffs.

"Emma... you need to believe us because we're telling you the truth." Mary-Margaret says from across the room. "I mean, we can't tell you why your behavior leading up to your crash was the way it was, but you changed, Emma. And regardless of that, Regina still stayed by your side. You really hurt her."

"I just- I can't believe that I would do anything you're saying." Emma breathes out as she looks down at her hand and notices the tattoo. It's a red heart like you would find on a playing card but instead of there being a number under it, a 'R' was there. She definitely does not remember that being there before, and she's starting to think that maybe her parents' stories are credible.

"What was the fight about?" Emma asks as she continues staring at the tattoo on her finger.

"From what she told us, it was about your behavior recently. I guess you promised to be home by a certain time, but didn't show up until later when you were drunk. She made a comment about how you thought drinking and your friends were more important than your relationship, and you guys fought about it. She said that she told you to leave her alone and instead of giving her space, you walked out of the house and drove off. She called you and tried to get you to come home, but you hung up on her. Then you crashed." David tells her and Emma's eyes are wide in shock.

None of this sounded like her at all. Emma, for what she remembers, was impartial to drinking and took her relationships very seriously, especially if it got as far as everyone was claiming. If Regina really was her fiancée and they were expecting a child, then Emma couldn't see herself behaving the way that they were saying she was. And Emma knew if everything was true, that she had responsibilities, so why on earth would she act like she that?

"None of this makes sense." Emma groans loudly. "So you're saying that it's not 2006, Regina is my fiancée, we have a kid on the way, and that I've been acting like a total douche to her?"

"Uh..." David draws out, not wanting to seem as though he was putting all of the blame on Emma. "Yeah... we figured maybe it's because you're still young and wanted to get some party phase out of you before you completely settled down with a wife and kids. You only started behaving this way after you found out she was pregnant."

"It's just, this person you're describing, it's not me. I would never act this way." Emma shakes her head.

"Emma, we don't know why you started acting like you did. All we know is that Regina loves you and needs you." Mary-Margaret chimes in.

"But what if I never remember? How are we going to possibly make that work?" Emma asks curiously.

"You'll find a way, Emma. You always do. Don't be so quick to give up."

July 5, 2011

It had been a week since Emma's accident and Regina hadn't left her bed at all since she arrived home. Mary-Margaret and David had given her updates on Emma's progress, but she couldn't bring herself to visit her. It still hurt too much.

She lays on her side as she scrolls through the list of videos in the folder she had opened. Emma was always so keen on documenting everything in regards to their relationship, hiding cameras during special events or recording video messages for Regina to watch. It was one of the things that Regina loved about her fiancée, but somehow that changed.

She clicks on a video and holds her breath as she watches it appear on the screen. Emma was sitting at their computer, huddled in as she recorded a video message.

'So, it's our anniversary, and you're still at work but I wanted to make this video for you to see when you get back home. It's crazy to think that four years ago, you hated me. I guess I was kind of asking for it, though. I was rather annoying. I remember seeing how irritated you'd get at me in that first year. You always said things like 'we're not friends, Swan' and 'can you go be annoying to someone else?' I kept pestering you, though, and I'm glad I did.

It was exactly one year and nine days after we had met that I asked you out for the umpteenth and you surprisingly said yes. That was three years ago today, and I can't believe we've made it this far. Not that I had any doubts, I just know I can still be a little silly sometimes. I know I get on your nerves, but I'm happy that we're still together.

I love you, Regina, with all of my heart. One day, I'll prove to you just how much.'

Regina wipes away the tears that had been streaming down her face as the video comes to an end. She sniffles loudly as the cursor hovers over another video. It was from earlier in the year, and Regina knew exactly which video it was; the night when Emma proposed to her.

She sighs heavily as she clicks on the video, preparing for the heartache she was about to feel. It had been fives months since they got engaged and now, her entire world was turned upside down.

"Wait, stay right there. I'm adjusting the camera." Emma says as the camera focuses on where Regina was standing. Regina turns around and smiles. "I want to document this."

"Emma, it's just New Years Eve. We've spent three of them together. You never filmed any of the other ones." Regina rolls her eyes.

Emma walks over to Regina and hugs her. "Yeah, but I don't know. This one is different. We're not surrounded by a bunch of our friends. I like filming our cute little date nights we spend in our house."

"You're cheesy." Regina chuckles as she kisses Emma softly on the lips.

"And you love it." Emma says as she heads off camera. "I'm going to go grab the drinks!"

"Hurry up, we're going to miss the countdown." Regina says as she nods her head at the TV, Times Square and the ball in plain view. Regina watches as the countdown begins. "Emma?"

"Hold on!" Emma calls out from the kitchen.

10…

9…

8…

7…

"Babe, forget the drinks! It's almost time!"

6…

5…

4…

"Coming!" Emma exclaims.

3…

2…

1…

The ball drops and Regina looks behind her ready to kiss her girlfriend, but instead her eyebrow raises when she notices Emma still wasn't standing there. She turns around and gasps loudly when she sees Emma kneeling behind her with a giant smile on her face.

"You know, they say that New Years resolutions are kind of pointless. Most people never hold up to theirs. But I don't want mine to be something like 'go to the gym' or 'get super fit and healthy' like other people's. I want my New Years resolution to be you; to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to prove to you everyday that we can make it through anything. I want to prove to you that I will spend the rest of my days loving you. So," Emma inhales deeply as she holds out the jewelry box and opens it. "Regina Mills, will you marry me?"

Regina's hands fly over her mouth as she gasps in shock, tears of happiness streaming down her face. She nods excitedly as she holds her left hand out. "Yes! A thousand times, yes."

Emma slips the ring on her finger and stands up, throwing her arms around Regina's waist and holding her tight. She spins her around in a few circles before setting her down and kissing her. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Regina slams the laptop lid shut as the video ends. She curls up in her blankets and starts sobbing. She doesn't know why she was torturing herself by watching videos of her and Emma's relationship. Emma's memory of everything they shared was gone, and judging by the texts she received from David, it was probably gone forever.

The doctor had told them that Emma's head injury was pretty severe and they weren't sure how long the amnesia would last, if she ever recovered from it.

She picks up her phone and stares at the background, a photo of her and Emma making funny faces at each other on a park bench. It was from their engagement announcement photoshoot and they were just being silly, but it truly captured their relationship.

She sighs as she scrolls through her contact's list, tapping on the contact she needed to talk to.

The line rings a few times before being picked up.

'Hello?'

"Hey, Z." Regina says softly into the phone.

'Regina, hey. How are you holding up?'

Regina shakes her head as she sniffles loudly. "Not good."

'Aww, sweetheart. I'm so sorry... I'm assuming there's been no progress?'

"Nothing." Regina lets out a deep breath. "They say she may never remember. And I'm scared that's going to be the case. I-I can't do this without her, Zelena. I'm not ready for this."

'Yes, you can, baby sis. I know you're still young and I know you feel like you can't be a single parent, but I know you can.'

"How did you do it? Get by being a single parent?"

'I did everything out of love for Robin. She's the best thing ever, Regina. You'll understand when your baby comes. You'll always find a way to make it work, even if you have to do it alone.'

"What if I can't, though? My entire adult life so far has been dependent on Emma..." Regina bites her lower lip.

'True, you guys have been together since you were 19. But the thing is this, you don't NEED Emma to be there in order for you to be a good mother. You're already there by yourself. It's hard to explain, Gina, but you'll understand soon.'

"I guess you're right. I just-"

She pauses when she hears the doorbell ring, looking suspiciously out of her bedroom.

'Regina? You just stopped in the middle of your sentence.'

"Someone's at the door." Regina half whispers as she gets out of bed. She makes her way to the bottom of the staircase and through the frosted glass, she can see the blurry outline of a person.

'Someone?'

"Yeah..." Regina trails off. "I'll call you back, Z..."

She hangs up the phone before her sister can finish talking and lets her hand hover over the door handle. She takes in a deep breath and opens the door just enough to see who was outside. She gasps loudly when her fiancée comes into her line of sight, and her mind started swirling with thoughts.

"Em-Emma?" Regina stutters, her eyes widening almost as if she had seen a ghost.

Emma nods and presses her lips in an awkward, halfhearted smile.

"Hey, Mills."

So, I'm not terribly proud of this, but since this story started out as just a random ass idea, I needed some sort of filler to really get this started. The next chapter will be better, I swear. Thanks for sticking with me :)