Break a Leg

                “Good morning, Sheriff Swan.” Emma woke to the feeling of her hair being gently stroked off her forehead and she felt herself unconsciously leaning toward the hand, thoroughly enjoying the sensation, when it occurred to her whose voice she was hearing.

                “Regina!” Her head jerked up from the cradle of her arms that were resting on the side of Regina’s bed and connected with the overhead bedlamp with an audible thunk. Emma saw stars and went down onto one knee. “Holy shit! Ow!”

                  Regina felt herself being completely torn with guilt over causing Emma to brain herself and the urge to laugh at her expression. She choose the combination of the two, “I’m sorry about that,” she chuckled softly, “I didn’t want you to be late to work. Especially since you are doing both our jobs for awhile.”

                  Emma furiously rubbed her head, glancing at the smiling woman on the bed. Who are you and where is the mayor? “It’s ok, my fault.”

                  Regina extended her hand out to Emma. “Come here.” Emma immediately retreated.

                  Regina sighed, “Let me see your head.”

                  “Don’t worry about it. I’ll have the Doc look on the way out.” Emma stammered.

                   With a voice that brokered no argument. “Sheriff Swan, come here.”

                   One step forward and Emma leaned down and felt feather light fingers sweep her hair back from her face and brown eyes met hers with a curiousity that made Emma immediately drop hers. The other hand smoothed up Emma’s the side of her neck and pulled her closer. At this point Emma was struggling to maintain a normal breathing rhythm since her body had completely forgotten how to do it on its own.

                 “There’s nothing to worry about.” Regina’s hand slipped gently over the small bump. Her hands released Emma’s neck but Emma’s feet seemed to forget they were supposed to move away. 

                “Ms. Swan?” Regina’s eyes were full of laughter now. “Work?”

                “Oh yeah, shit!” Emma frantically donned her red jacket and made for the door.

                “Emma”

 

                “Yes Regina?”

                “Come back tonight?”

                “Of course.”