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I didn't know what to do for this last prompt, I didn't the first time around, but The Walking Dead was the only thing that came to mind. I hope you enjoy!

Thank you to everybody for making my week and reading these one-shots. I appreciate all the love you gave me and thank you for an amazing Swan Queen Week! Here's to our pairing and hopefully I will see you at the next one! :D

Day 7 / Trapped Together

"Regina, in here!"

Emma grabbed hold of her wife's hand, dragging her towards the closest door. "Emma-"

"No time. I think it heard us!"

Regina decided not to reply as there were bigger problems at hand and let Emma pull her in the direction of the door. The two women entered the small storage room, Emma carefully and as quietly as possible closing the door behind her.

"Emma-"

Said blonde held up a hand stopping her from talking, already locking the door and kneeling down in front of the keyhole. Regina took a step forwards, placing a hand on her shoulder and squeezing. The blonde woman looked up at her briefly and smiled before turning back to the keyhole.

"What can you see?"

"Nothing yet. Wait, I think I hear it."

At Emma's reply Regina immediately shut up knowing that they didn't need any more attention being drawn to them. This trip outside of the safe confines of the prison they had been held up in had been risky. Their group were getting low on supplies and they had been the only ones fearless enough to actually venture out to provide for them, at least as far as they had tempted to push outwards. Now here they were stuck in the back room of a random grocery store waiting for the walker that had heard them talking and started heading for them passed by enough so that they could get the hell out of there and back to their son and daughter.

"Shit."

At Emma's gasp Regina frowned. "What is it?" She asked in a hurried whisper, her hold on the blonde's shoulder only tightening.

"We've got more than one." She whispered back.

"How many?"

Instead of telling her to preserve their current state of undetected Emma pulled Regina down to kneel next to her. She made room and let her wife take a look through the keyhole, Regina also gasping.

"We're not going to make it out."

"Don't say that."

"Emma, there must be at least fifteen out there!"

"Yeah but we can handle it Regina. We have before."

"Yes but that was in a much more open location. We're in a small hallway of a grocery store Emma. They'll swarm us!"

"Not if we work together. Come on, we're a team okay? Plus we have a son and a little baby girl that need us to get back to them." She reassured, taking Regina's hand and holding it up to her mouth so that she could press a soft kiss to her wedding ring.

Regina nodded, knowing that Emma was right, silently melting on the inside when the blonde reminded her of the fact that they were indeed married to one another. Sometimes in the current state of the world it was hard to remember that simple things like a wedding ring could make all the difference between wanting to carry on and giving up. They had a family they needed to get back to. Smiling she reached down and took Emma's left hand into her own, mirroring the other woman's previous actions and kissing the silver band resting snugly on Emma's ring finger.

"Ok."

Emma nodded and cupped Regina's cheek, pulling her in and resting their foreheads against one another. Regina wasn't happy with the blonde's choice of contact however, needing them to be closer, and cupped her cheek with force, crashing their lips together in a hurried but meaningful kiss.

When they pulled away, both with their eyes closed, Emma let out a warm breath of air and reached a hand up to cup Regina's face, her thumb tracing back and forth over her cheek. "I love you Regina. Remember that."

"I know, I do. I love you too Emma."

She nodded, kissing Regina on the forehead before standing up and pulling the older woman with her. They shared a look of understanding and a nod with one another and readied their weapons, Emma counting down to three before busting the door open.