More Than She Wanted

Her Knight in shining armor:

So that's what it looks like when your water breaks. She didn't realize it would be this.. profuse.

Regina looks down at the puddle by her feet. She wants to wave her hand and make the puddle disappear, but oh right, she can't do that. Her magic is unstable once again. Probably because of the little firecrackers inside her. Regina turns her back on the puddle on the rug and retrieves her phone from her pocket. She promptly dials Maleficent's number. Boy, is that dragon in for a big surprise, Regina thinks to herself.

No answer. She tries to reach Maleficent again, but the call isn't answered.

Well, alright then. Regina walks back downstairs. Maybe Maleficent is busy at the moment. Regina returns to the couch and turns her attention back to the magazine. She actually reads the magazine cover to cover before she tries to call Mal again.

Still no answer. She tries again. No answer.

Now Regina begins to wonder just why the hell Mal isn't answering her phone. Surely, she can't be that busy. Regina gets stubborn and tries one more time, and this time she picks up on a faint, buzzing sound coming from the kitchen. She stands from the couch and waddles into the kitchen. She soon finds out what the buzzing sound is, and Regina is tempted to clap a hand over her forehead.

Well done, Maleficent!

The sorceresses' cellphone is laying on the kitchen counter. Stupid dragon. Regina tries Lily instead, but she isn't answering either.

Regina sighs deeply. Oh, Maleficent. Just because you don't like this worlds technology, it doesn't mean that you should leave the house without your cellphone, you stupid dragon!

Regina huffs out a breath and considers the next step. She should probably go to the hospital and get the water checked out. But on the other hand, she doesn't want to go to the hospital without Maleficent. Maybe she should give it a little time. Labors don't start immediately after the water breaks.

Wait a moment. Regina trails off when she feels a short, but sharp jab of pain in her lower back. Things aren't supposed to move along that fast, are they? Is that a side effect from dragon magic or something?

Regina sucks in a breath and rubs her back. This can't be right. Her water broke two minutes ago, there's no way she's experiencing contractions already.

She turns her back on the abandoned phone on the counter and returns to the living room. Should she sit down or walk around? Walking around will probably increase the contractions. Sitting down it is then.

Regina sits down on the couch. There it is again. That sharp pain in her lower back. It doesn't last very long, but the contractions are only a couple of minutes apart. This is not normal. She shouldn't be having these kinds of contractions already. It's completely wrong.

Very well. If this is how it's going to be, she should probably prepare to leave for the hospital. But how, exactly? She is sure as hell not gonna call an ambulance, that's for sure. Can she drive on her own? Yes. No. Maybe?

Regina rises from her spot on the couch and straightens her back. She's not experiencing any pain right now. Maybe it was just a couple of "test-contractions" or something like that.

She is strongly considering calling her sister or Emma and have one of them take her to the hospital, driving doesn't seem very sensible, but right in the middle of her inner monologue with herself, her teenage son arrives home. He takes one look at the somewhat bewildered look on his mother's face, and raises an eyebrow.

,,Is everything alright, mom?"

,,My water just broke," Regina says plainly and silently curses her wife for not bringing her damn phone.

Henry's eyebrows nearly disappears into his hair. ,,W-where is Maleficent?"

,,At Lily's."

,,Have you called her? Maleficent, I mean?"

,,I have. But Mrs. I'm-so-organized forgot to bring her phone. I tried to call Lily too, but there's no answer."

,,Are you alright? Are you in any kind of pain?" Henry questions and he looks just a little panicked.

,,I've been having these kind of little stabbing pains," Regina confesses. ,,But it shouldn't be happening that fast!"

,,You need to get to the hospital!" Henry says.

,,I know, I know, but Maleficent isn't here and…"

,,Mom. You need to get to the hospital," Henry says firmly. ,,Maleficent can meet us there."

,,Fine. Fine. I'll call your mother or my sister to hear if they can take me. You stay here and wait for Maleficent, alright?"

,,No way," the teenager says. ,,I'm not staying behind, and we're not waiting for Ma or Zelena."

,,Well what do you suggest then?" Regina says and shifts her weight from one foot to the other.

,,I'll take you."

,,What?"

Henry nods. ,,Grandpa says I'm doing really well at driving so.."

,,Henry, that's very sweet of you, dear. But I can't let you do that. You don't have a driver's license. I'll call your mother or my sister. Or maybe Maleficent returns home before I get the chance to call."

,,No." Henry says firmly. ,,What if the babies suddenly decides to arrive right here?"

,,I don't think that they'll do that, Hen…"

,,I'll drive you," Henry cuts her off. ,,And that's final."

Regina drops all thoughts of arguing right there and then. Henry is so determined. So stubborn. He reminds her so much of herself right now, and what good would it do to argue with herself?

,,Fine." she agrees. But if your mother catches you behind the wheel…"

,,Then I'll tell her that it was all your idea," Henry chuckles. ,,Now come on."

,,I can't believe I'm letting you do this," Regina mutters and glances at her seventeen year old son behind the wheel.

Henry sniggers. ,,You have to admit that I'm better at driving than Mal is."

,,That you are," Regina agrees. Incredible. Her seventeen-year-old son is better at driving than an ancient dragon is.

,,How are you feeling, mom?"

,,I'm… alright," Regina lies. She's just experienced another stabbing pain in her lower back.

,,Are you sure?"

,,Yes. Just keep your eyes on the road, honey."

,,Alright."

Henry seems a little nervous at driving the huge Mercedes, and Regina understands it. It's the middle of the winter, there are patches of ice on the road, and Henry has never driven the Mercedes before.

,,You are doing so well, Henry," she praises. Exactly like she did when he was three years old and just succeeded in making his first, un-edible cookie.

,,Thanks. Are you sure you're alright?"

,,I'm fine. Just rather upset with Maleficent for not bringing her da… her phone with her."

Henry chuckles quietly as he steers the Mercedes around a corner. ,,I wouldn't like to be her."

,,I wouldn't like to her either," Regina quips darkly. But she's seriously tempted to murder her wife right now. How could she be so stupid and forget her phone? And she, who claims to be the most organized human in any realm. Ha. Organized indeed, Regina thinks to herself.

Henry is doing a magnificent job at driving. He keeps his eyes fixated on the road and he successfully avoids the tiny patches of ice on the road.

,,Good job, honey."

,,Thanks mom."

They chat quietly and Regina does her very best to ignore the slight stabbing pain in her back. She frequently praises her son's skills at driving, and it seems to calm him down.

Soon after, Henry steers the car around a corner, and they are at the hospital.

Mother and son exits the Mercedes, and Henry leads Regina inside.

A nurse shows up, and Regina quickly explains the situation about the strange labor pains she's been having. Henry and Regina briefly parts ways as the nurse leads Regina into a room and calls for doctor Whale.

It doesn't take long before doctor Whale shows up, and he quickly examines Regina (which is highly unpleasant).

,,Alright, well, you aren't that far along yet, Madam Mayor. You haven't dilated yet but.."

,,Yet?" Regina interrupts. She can't be that far along already.

,,But," doctor Whale continues. The labor pains you've been experiencing probably has something do to with you and your wife's magic. Or maybe it's the babies magic that gets out of control because the birth is getting closer."

,,Alright, so can I go home again?"

,,No," Doctor Whale says. ,,I would like to keep you here to keep an eye on those contractions."

,,Fine," Regina sighs.

,,Would you like the nurse to phone your wife?"

Regina laughs bitterly. ,,Well, that would be perfect, but she happen to have forgotten her phone. I can't get a hold of her."

To Be Continued..