OK, SO THIS CHAPTER IS INSPIRED BY 'BRINGING ASHLEY HOME', IT'S AN AMAZING FILM, STARRING JENNIFFER MORRISON (EMMA) AND IT IS SO INCREDIBLY EMOTIONAL AND IS BASED ON A TRUE STORY OF A GIRL WITH BIPOLAR WHO RUNS AWAY, IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED IT PLEASE DO, IF YOU HAVE THEN YOU'LL BE ABLE TO SEE WHERE I'VE TAKEN INSPIRATION!

YOU CAN WATCH IT HERE:

Also a huge thank-you to reginamlls who created the plot line for this story, I am so, so, so glad that you like my interpretation of your video! Much love to your great imagination and video editing skills, I would love to do it again sometime :D

ENJOY...

When Emma awoke the next morning she felt sad, she felt a sob ripple through her tired body as she realised that whatever happened she was never going to be rid of this icy grip that randomly took hold of her heart.

She felt a pair of warm arms wrap around her middle, pulling her close.

Emma didn't even have to open her arms, knowing it was Regina holding her close.

"I love you Emma." Regina whispered, holding the younger woman as she cried in her arms.

Emma couldn't even speak as the inexplicable feeling of sadness washed through her body.

She felt heavy and her head was spinning as she felt Regina's lips caress her forehead.

The mixture of feelings in her head was making her feel dizzy.

Regina's arms rubbing her back lovingly and her warm breath landing on Emma's cheeks was keeping her calm enough that she didn't resort to screaming.

"Everything is ok." Regina just continued to steadily reassure Emma, feeling the blonde shake in her arms.

Regina hoped this wasn't Emma having second thoughts, she hoped it was just Emma processing her feelings, something which she found difficult to do.

Regina messed with Emma's silky soft blonde curls, just trying to make Emma feel as loved as physically possible.

They stayed comfortably in this position, Emma calming so she wasn't crying anymore, but still not having the energy to speak.

They were broken from their embrace as Regina heard the doorbell.

She unlinked her naked body from Emma's, kissing Emma's cheek as the woman started to whimper at the lack of contact.

Regina slipped on a pair of pyjamas and dashed down the stairs.

Regina opened the door, Henry cannonballing into her arms.

"Hello, my little Prince." Regina smiled, Henry grinning up at his Mother, who dropped a kiss onto his nose. "How was your sleepover?"

"It was so cool, do you know David has a bed in the dining room." He giggled, not quite understanding to concept of an open plan living space.

Regina pretended to look shocked until Henry padded into the longue to watch cartoons.

"Emma won't move, and she won't speak to me." Regina whispered to the couple who looked sadly at the brunette.

"She was extremely happy yesterday, and any extreme emotions tend to make Emma really tired, so the next day she is usually completely worn out." Mary Margaret explained, knowing it would do little to calm Regina's worry.

"I woke up and she was just sobbing next to me." Regina stressed how upset Emma was.

"Listen, I know it's scary for you, but Emma knows as much about what is going on as you do. She's not in control of how she feels…" Regina nodded her head.

But she was still upset there was nothing she could really do to make Emma feel any better, other than let her ride it out.

The three stood in silence for a few minutes before David spoke up.

"Why don't you let us take Henry out for the day? We know Emma can be a lot of work, just keep her company, it will reassure her she's not alone. Then, if she hasn't moved when we return, me and Mary Margaret will take her home, ok?" David suggested, him and his Wife looking at Regina, who slowly nodded.

"I just want her to be happy." Regina let a few tears trickle down her own cheeks.

"I know, she just can't." Mary Margaret rubbed Regina's arm before calling Henry.

After Regina had once again bid farewell to her son she climbed back upstairs.

Emma was laid on the bed, half of her face pressed into the mattress, so only one eye was visible.

Her mouth was slightly agape as she stared blankly at the wall.

Regina had never seen so much silent pain in someone's eyes, it broke her heart to think Emma was suffering and there was nothing she could do to make it better.

There were still tears rolling down Emma's cheeks, but her sobs had ceased, and she didn't even seem to recognise the warm salty liquid that rolled onto the bed.

Regina slid onto the bed, climbing carefully over Emma and lying behind her, not pressed tightly against her like they had been earlier.

"Hey…" Regina whispered, gently running her hand through Emma's hair.

Emma just moaned quietly, not moving even an inch.

"Is it bad?" Regina asked, Emma moaning again, Regina continuing to drag her hands through Emma's curls. "Tell me?" Regina asked, not stopping her comforting motions.

"It's like I'm in a tunnel…" Emma's voice was broken and cracking as she spoke, as if it wasn't really her own, but Regina knew she was trying her best and Regina loved her for that. "It's so dark and no one is there, I'm all alone." Emma sniffled, closing her eyes and pressing her face further into the pillow. "It smells bad and I'm so tired."

Regina wanted to gather Emma in her arms and squeeze her tight, to reassure her she wasn't alone, but she didn't want to scare Emma.

"What's wrong with me?" Emma cried, her voice so listless and sparse of hope.

"I don't know, sweetheart." Regina cuddled Emma from behind, kissing the back of Emma's neck.

"I can't do anything…" Emma mumbled.

"That's not true Emma, you're here with me now, and we're together. You're the Sheriff of this town, don't tell me that's nothing!" Regina sighed, just wishing she could see inside of Emma's head.

"I'm sorry Regina, I wanted to be happy for you." Emma rolled closer to Regina, feeling the brunettes arms close around her.

"I want you to be happy too…" Regina whispered, holding Emma until she fell asleep.

THIS WAS QUITE AN EMOTIONAL CHAPTER, I HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR THE NEXT!