Memories

Fresh Memory

Emma was tucked in, lying in bed in their new house while Regina heated up some tea over the fire that was roaring in the fireplace.
"I told you you were getting sick..." The brunette huffed a little while the blond just had a silly look on her face.
"Nothing nurse Regina can't fix." She drawled and the woman shook her head. Regina poured them both a cup of tea and moved to sit down on the edge of the bed Emma was in.
"Please get better soon." The brunette said softly and Emma took the cup gingerly from her.
"I'll try." She smiled and held Regina's hand in her own. The woman squeezed it gently and slowly sipped her hot tea. Emma slid her hand out of Regina's and instead slid her hand onto the woman's thigh. The brunette looked at the hand and gently placed her own on top of it. They didn't say anything, but they both knew something that was left unspoken.

Emma turned on her side and sipped her tea properly. She purred softly and let the hot liquid soothe her throat and warm her body. She put the cup down on the bedside table and looked at Regina. The blonde sat up and patted the head side of the bed. Regina smiled a little and sighed, shaking her head before moving to sit on the bed while leaning against the headboard. Emma moved to lie her head on the woman's thighs, using them as a pillow. Regina petted the woman's hair while Emma pulled the blankets up again, covering them both as much as possible before grabbing a book from the bedside table and handing it to the brunette.
"You're not going anywhere. So get comfy." Emma chuckled and Regina quirked an eyebrow.
"Oh? So what about lunch?" She asked as she knew food was Emma's weakness.
"I know you made soup... I'm not worried." She smirked and closed her eyes. "Besides... Weren't you telling me to rest a few hours ago?" She asked and Regina gasped. She kept her mouth shut and just flipped open the book while tangling her fingers into the curly, blonde hair. It wasn't like she disliked being where she was anyway. She was warm and comfortable and was provided with entertainment. She had no real reason to move. More importantly, she just wanted Emma to be comfortable and get some rest.

Regina knew the woman had slept terribly. She was awoken more than once last night by the restless blonde who was more than a little stir crazy. She didn't know why, but she figured it probably had something to do with her cold. The brunette sighed and sipped her tea again while slowly starting to read the book.

It was curious how the roles had reversed between them. Emma was usually the one taking care of her, and now, it was the other way around. She didn't hate it. In fact, she quite liked it. She vaguely knew that she used to never care for anybody as she had remembered a few things lately. Regina didn't tell Emma about the fact she was remembering bits and pieces. Mainly because she herself didn't want to acknowledge who she used to be. It pained her to know she was a cold hearted bitch. She had asked around and heard terrifying stories about the Evil Queen who ripped out hearts and scorched entire villages for the sake of revenge. She became afraid of herself. And so, she has denied her own memories, pushing them away.

Emma had been right, everyone was better off with the Evil Queen gone, especially herself as now, Regina didn't have to suffer and rot in some prison. She had found out about the coup that was staged against her and that's what had made her run away. She was glad to know the why, but she ignored all other information about herself, locking away those terrifying memories behind a thick door in her mind.

"Ouch..." Emma groaned and lifted the book from her face. "What did you do that for?" The blonde groaned and Regina gasped.
"I'm sorry... I was lost in thought... I must have dropped the book."
"At least you didn't douche me with tea." She said and pointed at the cup that was dangerously close to spilling. Regina righted the cup quickly and put it aside along with the book.
"Sorry." She said and Emma shook her head. She turned over and looked up at Regina.
"What were you thinking about?"
"My past..." She said honestly and Emma sighed.
"You shouldn't have asked around about yourself... I know you have."
"It's because you didn't want to tell me anything." Regina defended herself. Emma sighed.
"I think you know why though." She said and the brunette nodded slowly.
"Yes, I know why... But still." She sighed and Emma reached up and cupped the woman's cheek. Regina leaned into the warm hand and closed her eyes.
"Stop thinking about it... That's not you anymore. You'll agree with me on that right?" Emma asked and the brunette nodded, looking at the blonde.
"Yeah, I do..."
"Then forget about it and crawl in with me. You seem as tired as I am..." The blonde chuckled.
"You're the one who kept me up all night!" Regina groaned before a silence hung between them.
"I'm sorry." Emma said softly and Regina quickly shook her head.
"No..." She sighed and rubbed her face. "I didn't mean it that way." She then wriggled around and moved to lie beside the woman, adjusting the pillow so they could both lay their head on it as she wrapped her arms around the other woman's waist.