A/N: Here is chapter 4! :D

Emma held Regina as they both drifted off to sleep. There was nothing she could do but wait for the meds MM gave Regina to kick in or for Gold to bring magic back.

Somewhere in the middle of the night Henry had crept down and into the bed and was nestled snuggly into his mother's side, reaching his arm around her midsection. That is how they slept.

The morning came and Snow came down and started to make coffee. It was early and Regina was the only one awake.

"Looks like you found love after all Regina…" Snow smiled as she saw the way Emma and Henry were snuggled up with Regina. Henry was her son for certain but why was Emma so close?

Regina glanced down at Henry and ran her hand through his hair.

"It won't last Snow… we both know that. Happiness doesn't exist for people like me…"

Snow walked over and put her hand on Regina's arm.

"You need to stop believing that. When I saw the way my father treated you… I am so sorry I couldn't always be around Regina…" Regina glanced away.

"Snow we don't have to talk about this. I didn't fight you, right? No one has to know about those nights."

Snow nodded and tried to wipe at her damp face.

"Ok, Regina. I just hate seeing you hurt like this again."

Regina chuckled, an authentic chuckle but winced.

"Dear we both know that's not true, you are just waiting for the right time to finally execute me…"

Snow rung her hands.

"No… I wasn't. I…there is a part of me that … still cares about you."

Regina's eyes flicked to Snow's.

But before she could answer Henry started to wake.

"uhhh, Mom? Mom! Are you alright?" Henry lifted his face.

Regina put on a fake smile. "Of course dear, I'm fine now, why don't you go help your…grandmother with breakfast."

He nodded and was quickly in the kitchen.

Emma sighed. She lifted her head from Regina's chest, face flushing pink

"Uh, sorry I did mean to lay on you… I just was worried you might stop breathing and I …wouldn't notice, I must have fallen asleep." She scratched the back of her neck.

Regina waved it off verbally, "Don't be ridiculous, it's fine Emma, I'm sure you were very tired."

Being this close to Emma, it made her feel safe. Probably only because of the fact that Emma had been her own personal savior last night. She had gotten to see Henry one more time, and for the time being he had forgotten that he hated her, Regina knew some point soon those feelings would come rushing back and she would once again stare at her son's face, full of disappointment and betrayal.

Her tears escaped as her thoughts ragged on. No one knew she was crying, no one but Emma, who firmly gripped her good hand and smiled.

A/N: Can Regina and Snow really mend that easily?