*****Trigger Warning: Rape scene*****

CHAPTER 4

Emma entered Gold's shop where he stood as if waiting specifically for her. She hated it when he did that. She stomped over to him and crossed her arms. "She has gaps in her memory."

Gold merely shrugged.

"She was supposed to be fine. This was supposed to work where she never knew anything had happened."

Gold placed his cane upon the display case. "Obviously it did or you would've come to see me earlier. No spell is foolproof and I did explain to you that dealing with memories is different than dealing with tangible objects. You agreed any means necessary. If you have a job to do that doesn't involve laziness or incompetence then don't come complaining to me dearie."

Emma stood her ground. "Obviously things are wrong if she's questioning it. Now how do we fix it?"

Gold regarded her in a bored detached fashion. He merely pursed his lips.

"Tell me!" Emma was enraged by his attitude. "Or so help me I'll - ."

"You'll what?" Gold leaned menacingly over the display case holding her gaze. Emma found it hard to look away. "You'll explain to the woman who's having your child that the entire past 2 years of her life is a lie that you created to make her stay with you?" he sneered. Emma gulped. "I'm sure that will go over in your favor seeing as had it not been for my help she was moments away from leaving you and your whelp behind forever taking that precious little one with her."

Emma put both hands on her hips and stared him down. "How do we fix her memory?" Emma gritted through her teeth. She didn't want to show any fear in front of the imp.

Again, he shrugged. "You told her that she was lying in the street because of a car accident didn't you?" he smiled at Emma's flush. "Well people who hit their heads tend to have memory problems. She'll be alright once she's home with something else to concentrate on." Gold dismissed her with the wave of his hand.

Emma pursed her lips into a thin line. She turned on her heel and walked away. She headed for her car.

She was worried. Regina was a brilliant woman. If she was starting to question her memory eventually she'll start asking around to fill in the gaps. And not everyone knew about the Savior making a deal with Gold to suppress old memories and recreate different ones for her. If she asked the wrong person that would mean the end of all of this.

And Emma had worked too hard for that to happen. Making a deal with Gold was the equivalent of selling her soul to the devil. But she'd do it all over again. Because Henry hadn't been happier since she first met him. And she was enjoying the feel of being part of a family unit. Not to mention being able to experience Regina's pregnancy along with her. Soon, she'd be able to meet her child. And she couldn't think of anything better than raising a baby with Regina. Henry had turned out to be a great kid and Emma knew it was all because of her.

It wasn't as if she was cursing Regina or anything. These were all Regina's own emotions and feelings that she would have if all of the other 'stuff' between them wasn't in the way. Stuff like her accusing her of killing Archie and hauling her into jail. Or her Mother murdering Cora. Not to mention the conception of their baby.

Emma hadn't been able to stand the way that Regina looked at her after that. They had been getting along so well. And then Cora came in and destroyed everything that they were working to build. Emma had been devastated that Regina had turned to her Mother instead of her. She knew that anger was what had fueled her actions more than anything else. Not that she could really ever justify what she had done.

FLASHBACK

Emma felt her legs give out as she saw what happened with her own two eyes. The dreamcatcher that she had focused on Pongo fell to the ground. She heard it as if from a distance. Regina had murdered Archie.

In her head it still made no sense. She and Henry had been working really hard at being supports for Regina. She didn't want to admit it at the time, but she knew that she was close to telling Regina about her feelings for her. And she was sure that Regina had the same feelings for her. It was in the blushes that she caught crossing her face when something intimate was brought up. Or the way electricity danced across their skin when they were near one another. She knew that Regina felt it too.

But this … this was unforgivable. Archie was their friend. And Regina had to be punished.

Emma stormed over to the mansion. She went around the back because she knew she'd have better luck there. She tried the door and sure enough, Regina had left it open. She went inside and looked around seeing no sign of Regina. She knew where she was though and headed there. She threw open the door to Regina's study.

Regina jumped when she saw her. Then her face became angry, "What the hell are you doing in my house?"

Emma grabbed Regina by the collar of her dress. It was a tight short number as most of Regina's outfits tended to be. "You killed Archie. And you broke our son's heart. He believed in you. I believed in you. And you did this?!"

Regina's eyes had widened as she took in this information. She pushed Emma off of her and stepped back straightening her dress. "Are we still at this again? Like I said before, I did not kill Archie. I've been here, in my own home, minding my own business."

"DON'T LIE TO ME," Emma roared. "I saw it with my own two eyes."

Regina smirked and put her hand on her hip. "You saw me with your own two eyes? And what? Stood and watched but did nothing about it while you THOUGHT you were witnessing a murder? Don't you Charmings pretend that jumping into things whether it's your business or not is a genetic trait?"

Emma shoved Regina back against her desk. Regina looked at her with widened eyes. She understood this was not the normal Emma that she dealt with. This Emma was dangerous. Emma put her face close to Regina's, "You know what hurts the most? The fact that I trusted you. I stood up for you. And for what? Once the Evil Queen, always the Evil Queen." Emma saw a fleeting look of pain cross Regina's face. She didn't care. Regina had destroyed everything when she'd taken Archie's life. Emma went in for the death blow. "Just like Henry says."

She knew she had wounded her. She just couldn't stop herself. As she spoke, the anger raging through her flared brighter and higher. Emma felt as if she was being consumed in it. She saw, heard or felt nothing but the intense need to cause Regina pain. She wanted to hear her cry out in anguish. She wanted her to hurt the same way that Emma was hurting.

She shoved Regina again. Except this time she shoved her harder. Regina reached a hand behind her to steady herself on the desk when Emma was upon her. She turned her around and threw her on the desk. Her head bounced on the hardwood. Regina landed hard and grabbed at her head. "And for that, you're going to pay."

Regina clutched at her head willing the room to stop spinning. Bile rose up in her throat and she swallowed repeatedly to keep it down. She had no idea what had gotten into Emma. But she had to make her listen.

Emma reached under Regina's dress. Regina struggled but Emma had her trapped between her and the desk. She had her head in place with her hand. She was leaning on her neck with her forearm. She ripped away her tiny lacy underwear. She heard Regina cry out distantly but she was too far gone.

Regina was in shock the second she felt her underwear being taken from her. She shivered from the draft of cold air. Tears sprang to her eyes as she cried out for Emma to listen. If only she'd give her a chance she'd know that it wasn't true.

Emma pulled Regina's dress up while wrapping her hand around Regina's neck. Regina clawed at her fingers but to no avail. The more she tried to free herself, the tighter Emma clutched at her throat. She gagged desperate to get air into her lungs.

Emma pulled down her own jeans. She pressed herself against Regina's rear. The friction sent ripples of pleasure through her body.

Regina went into a state of shock. She could do nothing but lie there exposed, shivering, and crying. She had been in this position too many times before and had sworn to herself never again. And yet here she was forced down again by none other than the Savior herself, the granddaughter of the man who had been the last.

Emma reached around and shoved 2 fingers into Regina hard. Regina cried out at the intrusion. She was bone dry and Emma's nails were ripping into her tender flesh. She felt another wave of nausea and fought it down.

She continued grinding herself into Regina while shoving her fingers deeper and deeper inside of her. She reached her climax harder and wetter than she could ever remember. She collapsed against her.

Only then did she realize that Regina's cries had turned to tears. And her body was trembling underneath her but not with desire. Emma became horrified at herself. She lifted herself off of Regina grabbing at her jeans and underwear.

Regina slid to the floor. She grabbed at her dress and pulled it down to cover herself. She curled in on herself. Her crying and shaking had intensified.

"Regina, I - ," Emma's voice came out weak. She cleared her throat and tried to reach out to Regina. Regina scurried away from her practically hiding underneath the desk.

Emma turned and ran. She made it outside before getting sick to her stomach. She made her way to her car on unsteady feet. She sat there not knowing what to do.