Emma's view
it is dark, not completely, as the room is lit a little with dull, dim ceiling light. I am sitting on a chair, not voluntarily, because my arms are tied to it and I can't move my legs either, because they are also tied to the chair by ropes. In front of me are two pillars with chains hanging from them, the floor in front of the pillars is covered with blood. Where am I? What has happened? I had fallen asleep with Regina in my arms, so how had I gotten here? What is going on here? I continue to look around, trying to spot anything familiar. The room I'm in has three windows completely covered with dirt, through which I can't see anything, unfortunately. The room is very large, probably something like a warehouse. On the left side of the room are several boxes, the contents of which I can't make out. On the right side there is nothing really, except for a few doors where I don't know where they lead. The whole thing is driving me crazy... Why am I tied up in some kind of warehouse and what is going on?
Suddenly one of the doors opens and four men in masks come in. They drag two people with them, which I can't recognize at first. The men laugh derisively and tie the two people to the pillars. I still cannot recognize the persons, because the men with the masks block my view of the two. An uneasy feeling spreads in me... Completely as if I would suspect, around whom it concerns the two persons at the columns.
As the men move a little away, my heart stops and I panic. It is Regina and Henry who are now standing tied to the pillars. I start screaming and try to break free from the shackles to free the two most important people in my life, but fail. The shackles are too tight. I scream and scream, but this only makes the men laugh louder. Regina and Henry seem to be unconscious, because they don't move a millimeter and their eyes are closed. One of the men pulls a knife and gets dangerously close to Regina. I cry and scream, try to free myself again, and fail... I continue to scream and cry, but it doesn't help. The man comes closer and closer to Regina and is now standing right in front of her...
Regina's view
I open my eyes, which I also finally want to succeed. Darkly, I remember that I had tried to open my eyes before, but I just couldn't succeed. That I tried to move my body, but was motionless. So I try to move my arm and this time it works. I exhale with relief. What just happened? I look around, okay I'm already you outside, I'm in the cottage, in the bedroom, lying on the bed and Emma is lying next to me. Better said, I lie cuddled up to her in her arm. How did I get from outside to inside and why don't I remember it? I notice that the cold is gone from my body, the pain is gone, and I generally feel pretty good. The memory of what Emma told me yesterday pops into my head. Was it even yesterday or was it today? What time is it, anyway? I push the questions aside for now, because what Emma told me is much more important. She loves me. What I thought was impossible all this time has come true. She told me, she said that she loves me. She returns my feelings and I couldn't feel happier. Did I tell her that I love her? I don't know, I still can't remember.
Emma lies restlessly next to me, she turns back and forth and somehow she seems pale. Even though I don't really want to wake Emma up, I decide to do it anyway. On the one hand, because she's obviously not feeling well right now, maybe she's having a nightmare, but on the other hand, and this is even more important, I finally want to tell her that I love her, if I haven't already. And since I don't remember telling her, I strongly assume that I haven't... But why didn't I? I mean, she told me she loved me, so my first reaction would have been to tell her that I love her back?
Emma is quieter now, so I decide to make breakfast first, make coffee and make a cocoa with cream and cinnamon for Emma. So I run to the kitchen, put on a coffee and heated milk in a pot. While the coffee is running and the milk is getting warm, I first go to the bathroom to freshen up a bit. Once there, I notice that there are many towels on the floor. I pick them up and notice that they are wet. What had Emma needed the towels for? I'll ask her later, maybe when I think of it. I splash cold water on my face and wash the sleep out of my eyes. As I do so, I notice that I have relatively deep dark circles under my eyes. Funny, because I must have slept late, apparently, because I realized in the kitchen that it had really been yesterday that Emma told me she loved me and that it's now already 10 in the morning. I look in the mirror above the sink again. My cheeks are adorned with a slight blush, but my skin is otherwise rather pale. I comb my hair and notice with another look in the mirror that I have nothing on. Totally puzzled by this, I try to remember yesterday once again. As far as I know, Emma and I didn't drink alcohol, which might explain my memory loss, and I don't think I slept with her. So why am I naked? Then I remember that after I kissed Emma, I ran out dressed only in a towel. I don't know how I got back into the cottage, but I probably lost the towel while getting up this morning. I go back into the bedroom, glad that Emma is still sleeping, and get dressed. For once I decide on a pair of jeans, which I had fortunately taken with me, and a dark purple blouse. Ready dressed, I go back to the kitchen.
The coffee is now ready and I pour myself some, take a big sip and curse, because it is still much too hot to drink. I put the cup down and turn to the pot of milk. The milk is now also hot and I add the cocoa powder. After mixing the two well, I pour the cocoa into a cup, drizzle cream on top and sprinkle some cinnamon on top. I still don't understand how you can drink cocoa just like that, but Emma and Henry just seem to LOVE this drink, which immediately puts a smile on my face. Sure at first I had been pissed that Emma wanted a piece of Henry's life, but that had changed and so I'm happy for any similarity between the two. It's just too cute to see the similarities between the two. Emma was very good at acting like a child, much to Henry's delight. Thinking about how Henry and Emma had started an operation when I had forbidden them to see each other makes me smile. They had called it Operation Cobra and kept up with each other with radios, I think walkie talkies are actually called. In retrospect, I find it incredibly sweet what Emma had come up with for Henry.
I put the cups on a tray that I found in one of the cupboards and cut up some of the fruit. I decided on orange, apple and a few strawberries, which Emma must have bought yesterday. In addition I toast two slices of white bread, which I smear with butter and jam and put the food also on the tray. I decide to get another flower from outside to put on the tray as well and find a white lily outside, much to my delight. With the tray in my hands, I walk back into the bedroom and set it down from Emma's nightstand.
I walk around the bed crawl into bed with Emma and give her a kiss on the forehead.
How I would love to just lie down with her, enjoy her closeness and let her sleep, but since she's obviously not feeling well, because she's so restless again, I gently stroke her arm and wake her up by putting my arms around her and pulling her to me.
Emma..." I whisper in her ear, but she doesn't seem to notice.
Good morning, Emma," I wish her a little louder, but she doesn't react. I can say goodbye to the idea of waking her gently, since she shows no reaction to my attempts.
Emma? Emma, wake up," I say a bit restlessly and detach myself from her a bit to shake her arm.
Emma, please wake up, you seem to have a bad dream". I try again and finally she blinks a few times before opening her eyes fully and startling upwards. I pull her into my arms again and murmur, "Good morning Emma, it's all right, you were just dreaming." in her ear. She lets herself fall into my arms and breathes deeply in and out. Suddenly, however, she jerks away from me, turns her head and throws her arms around me.
Thank God, you're better!" she murmurs, before she detaches herself from me again and puts her hand on my forehead.
I look at her questioningly, not knowing what she is talking about. She breathes a sigh of relief and begins to explain.
Regina, you had a high fever, you fainted outside. I brought you here and brought your temperature down with cold compresses. You didn't move for a while, you didn't move an inch and you didn't wake up again. Then you seem to have fallen asleep and I laid down next to you to take care of you, but then must have fallen asleep..." As she speaks, tears form in her eyes and I put my hand to her cheek to wipe away a tear from under her eye.
I don't remember this, but Emma, I'm fine!" I tell her, then detach myself from her, stand up and get her cocoa from her dessert to hand it to her.
"Here, I made you some cocoa." I state the obvious.
She accepts it, mumbles a "thank you" and takes a sip.
Mmm, that's good," she says, and immediately takes another sip.
Emma puts the cup down and I have to smile because a cream rim has formed on her lip. I sit down in front of her on the bed and put my hand to her cheek. Apparently this is becoming a habit and I like it. A smile appears on her lips, which I return and then slowly pull her to me. I look her in the eyes. She seems to think that I want to pull her into my arms, which I don't have in mind. When she wants to put her arms around me, I stop her and she looks at me in surprise, which makes me smile. I pull her even closer to me, close my eyes and close the gap between us by kissing her. Then finally she seems to have understood and smiles into the kiss.
After what feels like an eternity of enjoying every second, I release the kiss and look back into her eyes, which she also opens shortly after me. In her eyes I can see a sparkle and I feel again this warmth, which I also felt in the night, which flows from my heart through my body.
I don't know if I told you this yesterday after your speech, which touched me very much, but Emma, I love you! I have loved you for so long, I was afraid to tell you because I didn't think it was possible that you could return my feelings. I fell in love with your eyes, your smile, your ability to recognize lies, the warmth you give to people close to you, your stubbornness, your courage, your determination and your fighting spirit. I fell in love with your vulnerable side that you reveal only to a few people, with your ..." actually I wanted to say more, but Emma doesn't give me a chance and captures my lips with hers. This kiss is more intense, more stormy and in my abdomen everything tightens. If she continues like this, I may not be able to control myself. Her tongue strokes my lips and I lovingly grant her entrance. Our tongues play a game, fighting for dominance, which Emma unfortunately wins, which is why she smiles into the kiss. I use this chance to turn the tables and regain control of the kiss. My hands go on a ramble and find a way under Emma's shirt. Where my hands meet her skin, I feel goosebumps forming and Emma draws in a sharp breath. I draw small circles on her sides with my fingers and concentrate fully on the effect that my touches trigger in her.
Emma's view
Regina drives me crazy, she really drives me out of my mind with her touches. And the bad thing about it? She is unfortunately quite aware of this and does it on purpose. I moan into our still stormy kiss as her fingers move further up to my breasts, making Regina grin. I use this moment to regain control. I completely disengage from the kiss, placing my lips on her neck and kissing her neck at every point until she stops moving her fingers and a blissful sigh leaves her lips. She leans her head to the side to give me more space, which of course I immediately take advantage of. Slowly I run my tongue over her vein and bite gently into her skin, which makes her moan briefly. My hands wander over the fabric of her blouse until they disappear under her and I feel skin under my fingers. Satisfied, I realize that my touches have the same effect on her as hers have on me. Agonizingly slowly, I move up over her skin as I bite into her skin one last time before placing my lips on hers again. First I kiss her gently to make her squirm. I can't stand it for long, though, and run my tongue over her lip, asking for entrance, which she grants me without hesitation. I pull my hands out from under her blouse to pull Regina onto my lap. In exchange, I also break away from the kiss and put my arms around her. With a smile on my lips, I look deep into her eyes.
I love you too!" I say and kiss her briefly but tenderly. But now I want to eat something first," I add with a broad grin on my face.
That's good, because the food is already ready," she replies, pointing towards the bedside table, where I discover a tray with fruit, white bread and a beautiful lily. Regina gets up and takes the tray in her hands, puts it on the bed in front of me, then crawls behind me and puts her arms around me from behind.
Bon appetit Emma," she whispers in my ear. I take a piece of toast in my hand and then lean against Regina. With relish I take a bite of the toast and then hold it out to Regina, who also takes a bite.
Mhh yes, tastes almost as good as this." she breathes, while she kisses my neck.
Regina, stop it, you're driving me crazy and I want breakfast," I say, playing angry.
Are you sure you'd rather have breakfast?" she asks and kisses my neck again, but this time a little harder.
I'm sure I'm hungry," I say after I've regained my composure to some extent.
All right, then I'll let you have breakfast in peace." Regina also pouts, which makes me laugh. Regina grabs some of the fruit and drinks her coffee. I wish this moment would last forever, it feels so right and normal. Finally I can be with the woman of my dreams, provided she wants to be with me. I plan to talk to her about it later, but for now I enjoy the peace and breakfast.