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"Go and talk to her!" Mary Margaret squealed as Emma relayed exactly what had happened in Regina's office that day.
"But what if… What if I'm reading the signs wrong?" Emma let her head fall onto the working surface, as she sat on the breakfast bar stool.
"Emma, even you know that Regina is straight up flirting with you!" Mary Margaret sat next to Emma. "What's really bothering you?"
Emma took a long pause.
She focused on her breathing, ensuring it didn't get out of control before she started to speak.
"What if she really likes me? Like really, really likes me?" Emma sighed, Mary Margaret looking at her slightly confused.
Mary Margaret not knowing why that would be such an awful thing.
"I can't just dump all of my problems on her, she has a kid and I… I don't deserve her." Emma breathed out, Mary Margaret shaking her head.
"You love her Emma, that's all she's going to expect you to do." Mary Margaret reassured Emma, glad the blonde hadn't started to lose herself, not yet anyway. "Go and talk to her, she's the only one who can really answer your questions. I'll tell David to have his phone on hand, in case you need him, ok?"
Emma nodded her head, rising slowly from her seat.
Emma dragged her unwilling body slowly up the drive to the mansion.
She really wanted to see Regina, but at the same time she really didn't want to see Regina.
She had only ever been to Regina's house once, and felt inexplicably rude just turning up at the woman's doorstep without an invitation.
Emma debated running back down the path and back home, but she knew Mary Margaret would kill her and force her to go right back.
Emma brought her hand nervously up to the big white door, knocking firmly on the door.
Emma heard a commotion inside the house, suddenly realising maybe it wasn't a convienient time to go and visit Regina.
"HENRY MILLS, YOU WILL GO TO BED THIS INSTANT!" Regina's voice wasn't harsh, but it sure was commanding and she sounded like she was on her last legs.
She flung open the door, her face slightly reddened by the shouting, the usual warm smile didn't grace her lips and a slightly terrifying glare boar into Emma's face.
"Yes, dear?" Regina asked, but her voice wasn't kind, it was half sarcastic.
The emotion intensified as Regina brought her hand to her hip and rose one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows.
"I wanted to talk about… Well, about us…" Regina didn't give Emma a chance to finish, not letting her say 'but it seems you're rather busy right now, I'll come back later.'
"I don't have time for this right now, Emma." Regina's voice finally cracking as she saw the laboured breaths Emma was taking in and the tears which were threatening to fall down her cheeks.
Emma let out a sob before running full pelt up the drive.
"Emma…" Regina called out, but her cries were in vain.
It took mere seconds for Emma to be out of earshot of Regina.
Her legs picked up pace, realising her body was on autopilot to the docks.
She felt the air burn her lungs as breathing became more and more difficult, the hot tears running down her cheeks stung her eyes and blurred her vision.
Emma arrived at the docks quicker than she thought, letting her legs relax and dropping ungracefully to the floor, scarily close to the edge of the wall.
Meanwhile, Regina was frantically looking through her contact list to find David's number.
She finally found it, shouting at Henry to go upstairs to bed before pressing call.
She heard the receiver click and a short breath being taken, knowing the man had picked up the phone.
"I've scared Emma, she came to my house wanting to talk to me and I was rather rude." Regina could feel her own tears pricking in her eyes, never have intended to have caused Emma any pain. "She ran off and I don't know here she's gone."
"It's ok, don't panic, I know where she'll be, I'll phone you later." David said, knowing how Emma overreacted unknowingly, both herself and the other person a lot of grief.
David hauled on his coat, grabbing Emma's, which she had stupidly left on the chair.
"Emma?" Mary Margaret asked, looking sadly at David.
"I'll explain when I get back." He said, sprinting out of the door and down the stairs.
He maintained a steady jog, it taking him less than 5 minutes to reach the dock.
"Emma…" He called out, not immediately seeing Emma's crumbled figure, lying haphazardly at the end of the wall. "Oh, Emma."
He dropped to his knees, gathering Emma up securely in his arms.
Emma's breathing was unlike anything he had ever seen before, her eyes were bulging scarily from her head and her hands grasped at David's jacket, panicking as she couldn't seem to get the air she needed into her lungs.
"Regina called me, she was worried about you." David tried to rub Emma's back, but the blonde only cried harder, remembering how comforting and living Regina's hand had been on her back.
Emma shook her head, her breaths becoming strangled gasps.
"She didn't mean to scare you Emma…" David hoped this would calm Emma down, but it seemed to make her worse. "Emma, your breathing needs to start to slow down, or I'm going to have to take you to the Hospital."
After half of a minute of just as panicked breathing, David stood up with Emma in his arms, carrying her for the 2 minute journey to the hospital.
As they entered the building Emma started to scream, pushing at David, who struggled to keep the strong woman in his arms.
Doctor Whale dashed up to Emma, studying her quickly before beckoning David into a private room.
"She's been like this for a good 10 minutes, maybe more." David said, putting Emma down gently on the bed. "Alright, Emma, you're going to be ok."
David reassured Emma who refused to cease her screaming, which in turn was making her breathing worse.
"Emma, I'm going to give you a mild sedative, you'll feel a bit funny, but it will help your breathing." Whale told her, eyeing David until the bigger man, rather begrudgingly held Emma down firmly.
Emma sobbed, her eyes latching onto David, begging him to let her go.
It had been a long time since Emma's panic attacks had warrented them visiting a Hospital.
"All done." Whale said, removing the needle from Emma, who was still struggling for breath, but her muscles were more relaxed.
Whale slipped an oxygen mask over Emma's head, the blonde pathetically trying to pull it off her face, but David holding it there firmly.
"I'll phone Mary Margaret." David said, Emma had now fully calmed down, she was still crying and incredibly woozy from the medication, but keeping her eyes on David as he pulled out his phone.
Whale was checking Emma's vitals, her arm attached to a blood pressure monitor, her chest to a heartbeat monitor and some other machines which Emma didn't recognize.
"We're ok, we're just at the Hospital." David said, running his hand over Emma's forehead and onto her hair. "She's ok now, I think she would like it if you came down though…" David paused, obviously listening to whatever Mary Margaret was saying. "Yeah, bring the car… Ok, see you soon."
David hung up the phone, looking to Whale who smiled sadly at the man.
"Right, Emma, your vitals are all stable, your heartrate is good and your SAT's have improved so I can take off this mask." Whale said, slipping the uncomfortable plastic mask off Emma's face. "You're free to go home, just…"
David nodded, knowing what he was going to say.
"Can we stay in here to wait for Mary Margaret?" David asked, Whale nodding before quietly leaving the room.
"She doesn't hate me?" Emma asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes now so heavy she could barely keep them open.
"She doesn't hate you, she was worried when you ran off… Emma, things will work out I promise." David smiled, Emma shaking her head.
"I hate not being in control of my body, it's scary and I can't do anything." Emma started to cry, but it was a soft cry this time, not the violent sobs which had coursed through her body earlier.
David didn't know what else to say, so sat quietly until Mary Margaret arrived.
The brunette had tears in her eyes, and tracks in her makeup from where she had been crying previously.
"Oh, baby…" Were her only words as she entered the room. She pulled Emma gently up, into the sitting position, and tugged her into her arms.
"She just scared me." Emma sighed, realising she really had got worked up over nothing and now Regina would only see her as a snivelling mess, who couldn't handle her emotions.
"She still loves you, as soon as David left she phone me up, she had been crying and asked if we'd found you… She cares so much for you Emma…" Mary Margaret felt a sob rack Emma's body.
"I love her." Emma cried onto Mary Margaret's shoulder.
"I know, baby, I know…"
Emma and Regina bump into one another next chapter, what's going to happen?!