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Chapter 7 : Hospitals
Throughout the course of Emma's turbulent life in the foster system, she had always chosen to avoid hospitals at all cost, no matter the circumstances. Something that had continued into her adult life. But here she was lying on the floor of Storybrooke general, of her own free will. Thankful that her magic had enough self-preservation to get them here. She feels Regina's grip loosen before its gone completely, her own hand falling away in the process.
Voices surround them, she tries to distinguish one from the other. Each becoming lost in the chaos. She feels them then, multiple hands reaching out to her, pulling her from the safety of the former queens arms. She whimpers at the loss of contact. 'Regina' her voice weak only to be met with silence, she is powerless to do anything. Feeling trapped in her own body as it is pulled this way and that, the hard plastic of the spinal board firm against her back.
The world around her a blurred mess as they move her to a gurney, leading her away. 'Emma... can you tell me what happened?' Whale asks. His fingers reach for something, blinding light obscures her vision disappearing moments later. 'hurt... gina... healed...' her words a slurred mess. Gloved fingers begin to pull at her ruined jacket, prodding at half healed wounds. 'That would explain things.' he says as they come to a stop.
Surrounded once more as they attach her to various machines, the sound of her heartbeat echos throughout the room. She feels the cold steel of the surgical scissors as they cut through her clothing. Hears the sound of the material as it is ripped apart. Torn from her broken frame, her armor removed exposing her to the world. She feels it then, hands reaching around her wrist pulling at the worn boot lace.
'Emma!' she hears Whale call out her name, before shouting orders to the other occupants of the room. They flank her, hands enclosing around her battered body, thrashing and wild. Something sharp pierces her flesh, warmth flooding her as she stills. Her body giving into the darkness once more.