Emma had gotten used to waking up, hacking all over, but this time something felt wrong. She had learned with time not to ignore that kind of presentiment. Frowning she looked around the room, it was still, dark, quiet. She looked at the clock, it was a little after half past 3 in the morning.

She needed to look around the house, to be sure she was either being paranoid or find out why she felt something was off. After she managed to get up, still in pain and groaning all the way she was her way towards the door. She'd never admit it, but she was thankful Regina made a rule out of not sleeping naked. Underwear and a tank top, it wasn't ideal but it was still better than being a giant pink bunny.

Slowly she opened the door, looked out. Nothing.

Then she heard it, a clinging noise coming from downstairs.

As discreetly as she could. Slowly, because she wasn't really in any condition to go faster, she went downstairs. Once she was there she realized she probably should have woken up Regina so she could actually do something as opposed to how she felt, kind of useless in the circumstances.

She looked around and decided an umbrella would do fine as a weapon, not like she had a choice. Why did she have to lock her gun up before coming to live with Regina?

The noises were coming from the kitchen, that and the light was on. She tiptoed towards it, holding her umbrella like she would a sword. Suddenly she opened the door and relaxed in disbelief.

Regina was on the floor with her eyes closed, back against a kitchen cabinet, a nearly empty bottle in hand. Emma's mouth had dropped open at the sight. The queen once again in jeans, but with a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket.

"Regina?!"

The woman jumped, hitting her bottle against the floor. "What? What's going on?" Regina was obviously very very drunk.

Emma sighed as she lowered herself to the floor in front of the brunette. "I don't think you need anymore of that after party drink" She grabbed the bottle but Regina wouldn't let go.

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm not going to put that bottle back with just a drop of scotch left in it"

It was more than a drop, more like a glass. Emma suddenly pulled and managed to get it before finishing its content. She told herself she could use that anyway.

"There"

Regina opened her mouth but couldn't find her words so she just pouted.

"Come on. It's time to go to bed" Emma knew she had said something wrong instantly, she was on the receiving end of one of the famous Evil queen glare.

"I knew it!"

"Regina what is it?"

"You are just like them! You just want to use me. That was all a lie!" After she exclaimed that Regina started to cry.

Emma did the only thing she could think of, she slid herself next to Regina and hugged her. Or at least tried to, since the smaller woman kept on pushing her away.

"Regina you need to calm down. Take a deep breath. When I said bed I meant to sleep, you are drunk and it's late. You really need some sleep"

She felt Regina relax a little, allowing Emma to but her arms around her. Regina shifted too, putting her head in the crook of the sheriff's neck. After a minute like that Regina pulled back her head and look at Emma as if she just had realized something.

"I'm not drunk. I'm a queen. I might be…tipsy though"

Emma didn't think it would have been a good idea to argue with her at that moment. She didn't want to upset Regina in the state she was so thought it would be best to ask. "What do you want to do?"

Regina's gaze was lost into emptiness. The blonde knew she wasn't looking at anything in particular, she didn't pressure and waited until she finally got an answer. "I don't know. I'm scared"

Emma didn't say anything. She knew Regina wasn't really done she could feel it, so she just watched the other woman. Not watched, it was more, she was admiring Regina as she was coming undone, as she shared some raw feelings. The beauty of the queen without her walls.

"I'm so scared of being hurt again. I got used to it and I learned how to not show how much everything hurts. Henry is probably only here with me again because of you. Every single time I think I can get a glimpse of my…so called happy ending. I try. I really do. I run towards it but…it just gets away. I could feel…"

Regina looked down at her hands and flexed a finger for a while. Emma wondered if she had forgotten what she was talking about but the brunette spoke again.

"It's like the universes is making a mockery of my life. I feel like a fool because every time I fall for it. I told myself so many times…I can't help it. Hope blossom…and I get crushed"

The queen had tears falling slowly down her cheeks. And Emma's heart ache for so many reasons. "Regina…"

"I know it's going to be the same with you. I'll either realize this wasn't true…or you'll just leave me, it doesn't really matter why. I'll…I'm letting myself feel for you. No, I don't really have a choice in it do I?" Regina turned her face towards the blonde. Her soulful eyes were looking right into Emma's green eyes and beyond.

Emma's heart was beating so fast, she couldn't help herself, she moved closer and softly kissed Regina. She wanted to comfort her so much. It felt like her whole body was singing. It's was like an explosion of happiness. When she pulled back she could still see it, a golden haze. It hit her. True love's kiss. And she froze.

Regina didn't seem to realize what had just happened. "That's what I meant! I hope and then…your face pretty much resume it" She had not trouble moving away from the shocked blonde. "I need another drink"

Emma reacted as she heard that, by the time she managed to get up Regina was already a few feet away. Thankfully it was easy to walk than to get up. She caught up with Regina.

"No. If you want a drink you can have a glass of water. Otherwise off to bed you go"

Regina glared but Emma didn't back down she grabbed her jacket. She couldn't believe the mayor had a black leather jacket like this one. She pulled her behind her as best as she could, the brunette wasn't completely steady on her feet and Emma not being on top condition.

They were pretty much leaning against each other as they climbed the stairs, they did manage to reach the first floor without anyone getting hurt.

Regina was mumbling some complain again but instead of replying like before the blonde just shushed her. She didn't want to wake Henry up which of course was useless.

"Shhh Regina stop it! You…"

"What the fuck is going on?" Asked Henry from his ajar bedroom door. His hair was a mess and he didn't seem completely awake.

Of course Regina straighten up immediately, letting go of Emma as she used her deep voice to reprimand her son. "Henry! Language!"

"It's like 4am what are you two doing?"

"You mom had a late night. I'm taking her to bed now"

"Taking her to…" Henry rubbed his eyes. He didn't understand what was happening.

"I had too many drinks to have sex though" Said Regina, more to herself than anyone else.

Emma felt the warmth on her cheeks and was thankful it was still dark. "Regina! I already told you…"

She was cut off by her son who was making a face. "I really don't want to know. Just…keep it down" On that he closed his door.

It's been too long since I last updated. Sorry. I hope you liked this chapter and that I didn't go off too much...Let me know what you think about it.