Regina returns from physical therapy covered in sweat. Seeing her, Emma jumps up out of her chair to put her back in the bed.

Before Emma lays her down, the nurse stops her. "She needs to be bathed. The doctor wants her to use one of the showers."

"I'll do it," Emma says, sitting her back in the chair.

The nurse nods and leads Emma to a room nearby with a shower containing a hanging seat. "Do you want help?" the nurse asks.

"I put her in that, she holds the hangy thingies, I use the shower head and wash her?"

The nurse chuckles. "Pretty much. Hit the button if you need me." She leaves them in the room.

Emma leans down and kisses Regina's forehead. "How did it go?"

"It was hard. Nothing works very well, yet it all hurt." Regina tries her best to shift and make it easier on Emma to remove her gown.

Emma tosses the gown in a laundry bin. "Good thing there's extras in here, cause your butt is sweaty."

Regina glares at her. "You try being practically paralyzed yet forced to move every muscle in your body."

Squatting in front of her, Emma places her hands on Regina's knees. "I'm sorry it was hard on you. It'll get easier eventually. And we won't be here forever."

With a sigh, Regina nods. "I want to be home."

"Well, you seem to be stable. Maybe we can convince the doctor to at least transfer you back to Storybrooke." Emma scoops Regina up out of the chair and secures her in the shower seat. "Grip these," she instructs, wrapping Regina's hands around the ropes from the ceiling.

"Great, and be under Whale's care who essentially sent me home with a headache."

Emma starts the shower and holds her hand under it until it warms. "No one ever accused him of being the world's greatest doctor. We'll be home though."

"We?" Regina studies Emma.

"Gen helped me file my FMLA paperwork. I'm sure it'll take a bit to get approved, but I'll be able to stay with you until you're released from doctor care. I guess that'll be Whale."

Regina nods. "That'll be nice."

Slowly running the water over Regina's body, Emma smiles at her. "I know you were really looking forward to all that time with mom, but you'll have to do with me."

"I'm sure I'll manage."

Emma grabs a sponge, soaps it, and starts running it over Regina's body. "I'm not gonna lie, it is hard to look at you and not have some very appropriate thoughts."

Regina rolls her eyes. "Sex is the last thing on my mind, Emma."

"Then I'll just have to enjoy the view." Noticing Regina close her eyes and rest her head against the ropes, Emma slows down, letting Regina enjoy her time outside of the bed. "You're beautiful," Emma says, leaning in to take a kiss.

Regina smiles against her lips but keeps her eyes closed. "As are you, my love." Regina opens one eye and smirks. "But you may consider a visit to the hotel room to take a shower of your own."

"Are you saying I stink?" Emma narrows her eyes.

Regina kisses her lips again. "Yes, dear."

"Fine, you need to rest, so I'll go while you're napping." She leans Regina's head back slightly to wash her hair. "I love your hair."

"It's a mess, I'm sure."

Emma kisses her wet hair. "Still love it." Kneading Regina's hair, Emma chews on her cheek, thinking. "Did you ever know Gen may have loved you?"

Regina opens her eyes and looks up at Emma. "Does that bother you?"

Emma shrugs. "I'm not sure. She says she doesn't anymore, which I find hard to believe."

"Why?"

"Cause look at you. You're magnificent."

Regina smiles at her again. "That was a different time, Emma. We played an important role in each other's lives, however brief. I may not have ever accepted my feelings for you if not for her."

Emma nods. "I can live with that." She turns off the water and grabs a towel to dry Regina off. "Ready to go back?"

"Yes, the idea of laying in that bed for another day thrills me."

"I'll talk to the doctor and see if we can't get you out of here this weekend."

"Thank you."

Emma kisses Regina. "Anything for you."