A Swan Fit for a Queen

Emma's Visit

Emma's POV*

"He's right here Ms. Swan," Dr. Whale told me.

I cringed at the name he called me only Regina can call me that.

"Please call me Emma," I told the fake doctor.

"Of course," he said and walked out of the room after checking Regina's vitals.

I looked at the hospital bed to see Henry cuddled into his brunette mother's side with her hand within his.

I smiled at this moment but my smile faded when I seen the fate of her injuries.

I sat in a chair on the opposite side of the mayor where our son wasn't and grabbed her hand.

I squeezed it, "Come on my queen fight."

She squeezed back.