She's Back

Auntie Emma

Emma

"Huhh godddddd!!" Regina groaned, gripping the dresser while rocking her hips back in forth through the pain, swatting us away when we had tried to help.

"Do I have to stay and watch- you know..." Henry asked nervously, I was frantically rushing around the apartment grabbing towels and blankets, along with disposable plastic table cloths.

"Kid, I don't have time for this! Yes, I need yours and Killian's help, so if you really don't want to watch close your eyes!" I spat, returning to the room where she was now wailing in pain, her legs shaking from the agony and exhaustion.

"Okay G, I know you didn't want help but I'm going to give it to you before you fall and hurt yourself." I said turning her from the dresser, making her face me while I gripped her arms.

"Breathe, I know it hurts, try and relax." I coached, feeling her grip on my arms increase, making me wince slightly as her breath started to quicken.

"Emma! It hurts! I need to- gah! Mmm!" She groaned, fidgeting until she wrapped her arms around my neck and moved into me, her tears dampening my shirt as she tried to muster through it.

"Tell me where it hurts." I instructed, holding her arms securely while she whined. "My back hurts really bad!" She cried, tears falling down her face in complete agony.

"Okay, it's okay I will help you out." I said motioning to Killian who slowly walked over to her, kneading his fists into her lower back, making her gasp and moan.

"Oh god you angered it." Henry whispered, I shot him a glare but she shook her head exhaling. "It's helping, ah please don't stop." She pleaded, her body unclenching from its previous stance.

"You should sit so I can examine you again." I reminded, looking at my watch, she groaned and slowly stood up, using me to slowly walk over to the room, stopping in the doorframe.

"Uhhh!! Emma this one hurts!!" She cried, gripping the side of the doorframe to steady herself. "I know, breathe though." I whispered, approaching her as she dropped into a squat quickly, using one hand to hold on and the other to hold the bottom of her stomach.

"She's so heavy." She groaned as the contraction started to build, her whole body beginning to shake.

"Ahhhh!! It hurts- oh god." She moaned, pressing her forehead onto the doorframe before using me to stand up.

"Let's change you out of your nice clothes so they don't get ruined." I offered, walking her into the bedroom where the full dresser sat for both of our deceased loved ones.

"I can try and find something of his." I offered, standing her on the side of the bureau while I rummaged through items for little boys, finally coming across a cotton long sleeved shirt that was long enough to fit her like a dress.

"Here." I said unzipping her dress, helping her out of it, she went to grab it when her body seized in pain and she stared at me with a heartbreaking expression, begging me to lighten some of her agony for just a second.

"Hey, look at me, it's going to be over soon! Breathe!" I encouraged, she screamed in pain and nearly fell over, stumbling into my grip as she tried to remain somewhat humane.

"I CANNOT DO IT! I GIVE UP JUST LET ME QUIT!" She screamed, sinking to her knees while I struggled to hang onto her.

"Regina, God you're heavy. Look at me, hey! Regina- LOOK AT ME!" I yelled, finally getting her attention as she struggled, I quickly slipped the shirt onto her and gripped her shoulders, getting her to stare at me.