More Than She Wanted

To the doctor's:

Regina is still less than pleased the next day. She's still very much nauseous, and has already been sick once. She really doesn't feel like going anywhere today, but she knows Maleficent will force her if she tries to refuse. So there's nothing to it really. She has to go.

Regina groans as she drags her unwilling body out of bed. The dizziness immediately hits her as she stands up, and she has to clutch her head for a few seconds before she's able to proceed with the task of getting dressed. She takes a quick shower and hauls one of her usual pantsuits out of closet.

She quickly shrugs the shirt and blazer on, but runs into an unexpected problem when she shimmers into the pants. The zipper isn't moving. As in at all. Is it stuck? Regina frowns and tries one more time. No. the zipper still isn't budging. Hmm. Stupid zipper. It's most definitely stuck. She looks at her reflection in the full figure mirror. It almost looks like she's gained a few. But that's impossible. She should have lost weight from puking for two, almost three weeks straight. Maybe she's bloated from all the water she's been drinking throughout the week.

Yes, that's probably it, Regina decides as she uses magic to zip the pants. She applies a little bit of makeup as well, there's no reason to look as miserable as she feels at the moment. Her dark hair gets a quick combing and then she's ready.

Maleficent looks up when she enters the kitchen. ,,You look as perfect as ever, my dear. Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"

,,No no, I prefer to do it alone. You stay here. And make sure Henry does his homework before he calls Violet."

,,I will," Maleficent assures and gives her a quick peck on the cheek. ,,Tell doctor Whale that I will personally kill him if he doesn't find out what's wrong with you."

Regina chuckles dryly. ,,I'll make sure to tell him that."

,,Are you sure you'll be able to drive on your own?"

,,Of course," Regina says firmly. ,,See you later."

And with that the former queen leaves the mansion and climbs into the Mercedes. Hospital, here she comes.

When Regina arrives at Storybrooke General Hospital, she's feeling nauseous again. Dammit. She dearly hopes she's not gonna be sick while she's at the hospital. That would be terrible humiliating. She takes a couple of deep breaths before she exits the car. Hopefully that will help.

It doesn't, Regina soon realizes. She's as nauseous as ever as she enters the hospital and sits down in the waiting room. Good god, she really should have listened to her wife and have doctor Whale coming to them instead. This really was a terrible idea. A terrible, terrible idea.

Regina tries to distract herself by looking around in the waiting room. There's several people there, all waiting for the doctor. Ella and Alexandra is there, and Ella does her best to entertain the pale looking child. Hopefully there isn't anything seriously wrong with the child. Regina flashes Ella a smile, and Ella instantly returns the kindness.

Then there's Happy. Clutching what looks very much like a broken wrist to Regina. Maybe he dropped is axe on his hand?

Jefferson and Grace are also present in the waiting room, but Regina can't quite figure out whether it's Jefferson or Grace who's ill.

The last person present in the waiting room is Sidney Glass of all people. Regina hasn't really seen that much of him after she and the rest of the group went to Camelot, and she feels a twinge of guilt. She still owes him a very big apology for well, everything.

Regina sighs heavily and closes her eyes. Her queasiness is getting worse by the minute. In fact, she's feeling downright horrible. The nausea is terrible, and she drops her face in her hands and breathes in and out through her nose. She's going to keep the bile down even if it's gonna kill her.

She's still trying to silence her inner turmoil when the door to doctor Whale's consulting room opens, and doctor Whale appears briefly with Emma Swan-Jones who's holding a bag of medicine and thanking the doctor.

Happy is called in as the next patient, and Emma heads for the door when she spots Regina sitting in the waiting room and hiding her face in her hands.

The blonde promptly turns around on the spot and sits down in the chair next to Regina.

Regina slowly raises her head and flashes a meek smile at Emma.

,,Mary Margaret and Henry mentioned you weren't feeling well. Is it still your stomach?"

,,Yes," Regina says a little weakly. ,,My stomach isn't too happy at the moment. Food poisoning, I think."

,,Hmm. Where's Maleficent?" Emma questions and looks around in the waiting room as the dragon is lurking somewhere in the shadows.

,,At home. It's bad enough she's already witnessed me being sick several times."

,,Come on, Regina. In sickness and in health, remember?" the blonde quips halfheartedly.

,,Well, I didn't exactly expect to get sick," Regina dismisses. ,,Why are you here?"

,,Killian's first encounter with the famous man-flu. He's a mess."

,,I would very much like to switch place with him right now," Regina mutters. What she wouldn't give for a simple cold instead of this.

,,That bad, huh?" Emma questions and raises an eyebrow.

,,Yes. If only I was able to eat something. Anything would do at the moment."

,,I'm sorry you're feeling so crappy. How's Mal handling it?"

,,Like a champion," Regina says warmly and smiles. ,,Has the patience of a dragon. Don't tell I said that, by the way."

Emma laughs a little. ,,At least you're well taken care of."

,,More like coddled, actually. She was the one who forced me to the hospital."

,,She's only doing it because she loves you."

,,Funny. Your mother said exactly the same," Regina says and shakes her head.

Emma laughs quietly and then she helps distracting Regina from her queasiness by chatting on about Henry, her job, Killian. Anything really. And Regina is grateful. It's nice to be distracted a little from feeling horrible and dreading that she's gonna throw up right in front of everybody.

Then the door to doctor Whale's consulting room is opened once more and Happy shows up with a large bandage wrapped around his wrist. Doctor Whale steps out behind him and pokes his head into the waiting room.

,,Regina? Please come in," he says with a fair imitation of politeness.

Regina rises from her seat, immediately feeling dizzy again. Emma quickly grabs her arm and supports her.

,,Are you alright?"

,,Yes, I'm fine."

,,Do you want me to come with you?" the blonde offers.

,,That's very nice of you, but I'll manage," Regina smiles to let the Savior know that she isn't being rejected.

She follows dr. Whale into the consulting room, and he quietly shuts the door behind her and makes a "sit down" motion to a chair.

Regina sits down and doctor Whale sits down behind his desk.

,,So, what seems to be the problem, Madam Mayor?"

,,I'm feeling nauseous all the time. I can't keep food down, and sometimes I feel dizzy," Regina quickly sums up. Just give her some damn pills already.

,,Do you throw up?"

,,Regularly."

,,How regularly?"

,,Every morning."

,,And how long has that been going on?"

,,Two, almost three weeks now."

,,I see. And how often do you feel dizzy?"

,,Mostly when I'm tired. Which is very often because I throw up all the time!"

,,Aha." Doctor Whale says and nods a couple of times.

,,I thought it was food poisoning so I got some pills from the pharmacy, but they haven't helped one bit."

,,Hmm. It can be an allergic reaction to something. Have you been eating something you don't eat normally?"

,,Not really."

,,Alright. Well, I would like to take a blood test just to make sure that you don't have some sort of allergic reaction, is that alright?"

,,Can't you just prescribe some pills or something like that?"

,,I'm afraid not, Madam Mayor."

,,Fine. Have your blood test, then," Regina says somewhat snippy.

Doctor Whale fetches a nurse and Regina rolls up her sleeve. The nurse works quick and fast, and it doesn't take much before she's got enough of Regina's blood.

,,Now what?" Regina questions and looks at dr. Whale.

,,It won't be long before we have the results, so I suggest you take a seat in the waiting room, Madam Mayor."

Regina rises from the chair and doctor Whale hands a pastel.

,,Mint drops. They calm the stomach."

,,Thank you," Regina bites sarcastically. She came here to get a quick answer, and bottle of medicine, and instead he took some of her blood and offered her a bloody mint pastel. Storybrook definitely needs more doctors.

Regina feels dizzy once again as she returns to the waiting room. She doesn't feel good at all. Dammit. Maybe she should ask doctor Whale to phone the results instead. All she wants is to return home to her bed. Yes that would be spectacular.

Emma is still sitting in the waiting room and she looks up when Regina comes back. ,,So what did doctor Whale have to say?"

,,He thinks I'm allergic to something. He took a blood test. I'll get the results soon."

,,How are you feeling?"

,,Like I'm gonna be sick," Regina admits without hesitation. ,,Hopefully it won't happen." She stuffs the mint drop into her mouth.

,,I'm sorry."

Regina shrugs. ,,Shouldn't you be delivering that medicine to your sick husband?"

,,He can wait a little while longer. I'll stay here with you."

,,There's really no need for that, Emma."

,,I want too," the blonde scoffs.

,,Well, thank you."

,,You're welcome, Regina."

Regina's cellphone beeps and the brunette fishes the cellphone out of her pocket. It's a text from Mal asking how she's feeling and what doctor Whale says about it. Regina answers truthfully that she's feeling pretty awful and that doctor Whale currently is analyzing her blood.

,,Is that Maleficent texting you?"

,,Yes. She's asking whether dr. Whale has anything to say. Which he doesn't."

,,Yet," Emma adds. ,,Give the guy a chance."

,,I don't like him," Regina sniffs haughtily.

Emma chuckles quietly.

They end up talking about everything and nothing again. Emma shares a very entertaining story about Killian and his "man-flu", and it makes Regina laugh despite the nausea still rushing through her body and threatening to spill over at any moment.

,,So, the pirate isn't very good at being ill?" Regina quips.

,,He's an absolute baby. The tough pirate isn't to be seen at all," Emma laughs.

,,Poor pirate," Regina says mock seriously and shakes her head.

,,I'll tell him you said that."

,,Do that. From one sick person to another," Regina jokes halfheartedly. She really wants to just go home already. She feels rather tired and would give anything to be able to go home and lie down for a while. Maybe she'll try to eat something after she's taken a nap. Perhaps some soup. Yes. Soup would probably be good for her. Regina rolls her shoulders back and forward. She can feel that she's been lying down a lot the past couple of weeks. Her joints aren't exactly thanking her for it. Her shoulders feels slightly locked, and there's a certain stiffness in her neck. Typical. If it isn't her stomach, then it's her joints. Her body is really betraying her these days.

Her train of thoughts and inner complaints about her uncooperative body is interrupted by dr. Whale who pops his head outside:

,,Come in, Madam Mayor."

Emma flashes her a thumbs up, and Regina quickly follows dr. Whale into the consulting room again.

,,Have a seat," dr. Whale offers.

Why the hell does she have to sit down? Does she look very fragile to him?

,,Well?" she questions. ,,Do I have an allergic reaction?"

,,Not exactly," dr. Whale replies and sits down in front of his desk.

,,Oh. Well, that's a good thing, isn't it?"

,,Yes, that's a very good thing."

,,But what's wrong then? Is it food poisoning like I suspected?"

,,No. you don't have food poisoning, nor are you allergic to anything, but you will feel nauseous and achy for a little time."

,,Alright," Regina's eyebrow raises towards her hairline. ,,For how long?"

,,For about nine months."

,,Excuse me?"

,,You're pregnant."

To Be Continued..