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"Emma, I need you to take this," Regina stated calmly as she handed a strange looking thing she held with quite care in her grasp.

Emma scrunched her eyebrows and tilted her head. "What do you mean? What is that thing?"

"This," Regina gestured to the red glowing object in her hand, "is my heart."

"Wait what!?" Emma exclaimed. "Am I hearing that right? That is your heart?" She pointed at the thingy in Regina's hand. "And you want to give it to me, of all people?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"So that Zelena won't suspect where it is."

"But— I am me. I might crush it on my way to put it somewhere safe, or maybe when I'm with Pongo he could accidentally lick it or something. I don't think I'm the right person for that." Emma said aghast.

"That's why you're perfect for this." Regina still had that same calm demeanor that Emma hated oh so much.

"You need your heart, Regina. You can't just walk around heartless," Emma waved her hands around. "I just got back, and you're handing me your heart? Oh my God. I think I'm gonna be sick." Emma's feature pale instantaneously. She gripped the side of the marmer table to steady her. Her knuckles went white at the strength she used.

They were inside Regina's office. Emma thought Regina had called her here to discuss the strategy for tonight's meeting (duel, actually) with the infamous Wicked Witch. Well, they did discuss it a bit before suddenly Regina pulled a small brown sack and glided the contain (which turned out to be her heart) and grasped it softly in her hand. And all hell broke lose (according to Emma).

Regina put her heart inside the sack and approached Emma. "Emma," she called her softly. "We need to do this."

Deep breath. Deep breath. Exhale. Inhale. Okay. Emma tried to calm herself down. "Again. Why do you give it to me? I still don't understand."

"It's rather simple, really." Regina promised.

"Huh?"

"Never mind. Here," Regina extend her arm with the sack and waited for Emma to grab it.

Emma sighed, defeated. "Okay," she grabbed the sack and felt the thumping heart inside. She tried with all her might not to gag or to vomit or anything that include an excessive amount of bodily fluid. Her hand was shaking.

"Emma, it's okay." Regina put her hand on Emma's bicep. "It's okay," she repeated once more.

Emma visibly relaxed by Regina's touch. Her shoulder dropped and the tension was evaporating away. "I'm sorry. Sometimes I forgot how intense Storybrooke can be," Emma explained half-heartedly. "Will this keep on beating?"

"Yes, that is what heart tends to do, Miss Swan." Regina quipped.

"I know, but…" Emma wanted to say that she felt something else. Something she couldn't explain the moment she got the brown sack. "Never mind. Do I need to hide this now?"

"Preferably."

"Okay. Assuming you needn't know where I'll put it, be careful okay. I'll meet you in the Main Street as soon as I can." Emma said as she grabbed her car key with her free hand.

By the time the duel finished, Regina was thrown away to the top of clock tower. Luckily for anyone (except Zelena) in Storybrooke, she was still kicking and alive. After a small discussion on the top floor of clock tower which Zelena destroyed earlier, Emma offered to drive Regina home. To everyone surprises, Regina didn't object.

When she passed out inside Emma's bug though, the blonde became worried. After she pulled into Regina's driveway, she got out of the car and went to the passenger side. She shook Regina's shoulder gently, but the brunette didn't even move. She tried again, but it didn't take.

Now should I panic? Emma thought. She then shook Regina a little bit harder and called her name as well. To her relief, Regina stirred a bit and fluttered her eyes opened.

"Hey, you okay? Are you sure you don't want to go to hospital? Just to be on the safe side." Emma asked.

"I— think I am." Regina shook her head and then winced.

Emma's eyes widened. "Are you really sure, seriously Regina, I'm concerned." Emma said earnestly.

Regina answered Emma by trying to get out of the car. The key phrase was trying. She ended up stumbled upon Emma's arms, and Emma readily caught her on time.

"Okay. Now I know there's something wrong with you. Come on," Emma helped Regina to the door but halfway through the brunette's legs gave up on her. "Is it okay if I carry you then?" Emma asked very softly because she knew how much Regina hate to be vulnerable when there's other people around, especially when it's in front of Emma. Regina just nodded weakly and Emma put her hands on the back of Regina's knees and carried her bridal style. She got into her house using the keys she fished out of Regina's pocket and then she put Regina down on the couch gently.

"Do you need anything? Aspirin? Water?" Emma asked.

Regina shook her head weakly. "You— could try and heal me," Regina managed to croak softly.

"What?!" That's the second today Regina managed to surprise her, and Emma is usually immune to surprises except when it comes to Storybrooke and everything in it. Well, to be fair this last two years she has been trying to adapt to every surprises this town has ever thrown at her.

"Heal." Regina whispered brokenly.

"What's wrong with you?"

Regina just shook her head again slowly before she fell into a violent coughing fit. Emma's eyes widened almost comically when the brunette opened her hand that has been covering her mouth, and her palm was red with blood.

This is bad. Very bad. Emma ran into the kitchen to find clean cloth and damped it before running back to the couch. She helped the almost immobile brunette clean the blood on her palm and near her lips.

Emma put the now dirty cloth aside, rubbed her face and exhaled loudly. "Okay. Tell me what to do." She knelt next to the couch, where Regina was still laying.

Unfortunately for Emma, Regina was quickly losing her consciousness.

"Shit." Magic lessons from Regina. Feelings. Emotions. Shit. I'm scared, how will that help? Shit. Focus Emma. Now is not the time to talk to yourself. Focus.

She took a deep breath and squeezed her eyes shut. Regina needs to be healed. Henry will be devastated if I don't do it. Okay. Henry. She felt compelled to open her eyes and suddenly she felt the urge to hover her hands just inches on top of Regina's body. She made a move like she's scanning her injury and decided to stop at around her stomach. She concentrated again.

Good God holly molly. Why are my hands glowing?

A few moments after the bright blueish glow from her hands finished emanating, Emma blinked rapidly. It's still amazed her how crazy and how real magic really is. And how it always takes one or more death threat for her magic to work. And somehow, it always, always involves Regina in one way or another. Hmm.

The groan that she heard from Regina broke her train of thought. "Hey, you okay? Bad question. Sorry. How do you feel?" Emma unconsciously helped Regina sat up on the couch.

"It seems I don't have any internal bleeding anymore, Miss Swan." Regina said trying to be sarcastic, but not succeeding on that matter.

"Whoa wait. Internal bleeding? The hell?"

"I believe you healed me?" Regina asked.

Emma scrunched her eyebrows before nodded so very slowly. "I— think so?"

"Go back to our—your son, Emma." Regina groaned.

"He's your son too, Regina. He will remember everything." Emma stated confidently. "And he'll be okay with his grandparents. Maybe bored the hell out of his mind, but he'll be okay. I can help you around, considering I don't know how well I did heal you." Emma offered.

It's actually more than that, she is concerned about Regina. Her half sister just threw her away (literally) and left her in an almost dying state because she's looking for Regina's heart. That's quite an envy she has.

"I'll be fine. I'll live another day to defeat Zelena." Regina answered shortly.

"You are not just a means to an end, you know that, right? I'm sorry if I'm being so frontal right now but I really do need to say all of this. You matter, Regina, whether Henry remembers you or not. And I say it one more time, he will. I'll see to it."

Regina just raised her eyebrows skeptically from the blonde heartfelt confession. It was unexpected, but at the same time it warmed her heart. Wait, she doesn't have her heart right now.

Shaking her head slowly, Regina rose and got up the couch. "I'm fine, Emma. Go home." She brushed a few invisible lint on her coat, her nervous habit shown.

Emma folded her hands in front of her chest. "I don't believe you."

"It doesn't matter what you believe." Regina said softly whilst turning her body back and started walking towards the stairs.

Emma quickly caught up. "Just… could you please let me help?" Emma pleaded. It's not like her to give up in a fight, but after everything that Regina has done for her, she thinks one night taking care of the brunette won't do anybody harm. Especially if Zelena is still lurking in the dark of the night to find Regina's heart.

"Fine." Regina stated through her clenched teeth and started ascending the stairs. Emma followed her but Regina quickly lost her breath along the way. She was slightly panting and holding the bannister with all her might.

Emma quickly held the brunette stabile. She just stayed there, waiting for Regina to catch her breath. When Regina tried to move after a while, Emma helped her and to her relief, she didn't complain.

Upon making it to the bedroom, Emma helped Regina to the bed and asked softly, "is there anything that I can do to help?" Even without saying it, Emma knows that Regina is in a lot of pain right now. She can see it, in her eyes, in her movement, in her ragged breathing, and in a way she leaned to Emma for support.

Regina shook her head.

Emma exhaled softly. "Okay. I'll be on the couch if you need me. Just shout."