Rockabye

Chapter Nineteen

The thick purple smoke swarmed around Regina and Emma like a tornado, lifting them effortlessly into the air and transporting them far away from the town's chaos. As the purple hue began to slowly dissipate Emma struggled to comprehend her surroundings.

The air was bone chillingly cold with a dampness weighing heavily in the atmosphere. The stench was musty and only further upsetting Emma's stomach. She blinked a few times, but the room was too dark to make anything out. The only sound to be heard was the soft humming vibrating sweetly from Regina's throat.

"What happened? Where are we?" Emma gasps as she fights against her lungs for more oxygen.

"Relax, that's not important. I need you to just try and calm down right now," Regina softly encourages hoping to settle her frantic loved one.

Emma's glossy eyes drift down to the arrow that was deeply lodged just above her left breast. Thick red blood was seeping out of the wound, staining her plain white tank top and forever ruining the article of clothing. She strains to swallow, generating an awful audible gulp in the process.

"Regina, this is...really close...to my heart," she stammers while sucking in some much needed oxygen. 

"Sssshhhh, I know, but I'm going to remove the arrow and that's why I need you to just relax right now," the brunette coos as she mindlessly runs her fingers through damp golden locks.

"Fuck, that's gonna hurt," Emma cries as she clutches Regina's shirt tighter into her balled fists. "Do you have any vodka?"

Regina doesn't bother laughing at Emma's attempt at humor because her heart is shattering, over and over again at the thought of loosing her one true love. The only person in life that has ever believed in her, trusted her and actually took care of her, but all of that has to be pushed to the back of her mind right now so she can focus on saving Emma's life.

"I'm going to remove the arrow with magic," Regina explains provoking Emma's freckled nose to crinkle.

"Will it hurt less?"

"I-I honestly don't know Emma," Regina sighs heavily and continues stroking the soft waves of blonde tresses. "But I need you to calm down so I can channel your light magic. I think with both our magic combined I will be able to heal you. Just please," Regina leans down and presses her lips to the crown of Emma's head. "Please relax," she whispers into the blonde's thick hair.

"Okay," Emma agrees, but her body proceeds to tremble violently in Regina's embrace.

"Have I told you lately that I love you?" Regina whispers and places another kiss to Emma's head while her hand slowly maneuvers over the blonde's chest. A soft purple glow highlights Regina's palm as she gently glides her hand over the arrow.

"No," Emma gripes through her clenched teeth. "Tell me again," she utters while trying to hold her breath and mentally block out the pain.

"I love you," Regina repeats with her dry lips pressed deeply into Emma's hair, the scent of warm vanilla is fading but it's still there and fills Regina's heart with love.

Emma watches in astonishment as the arrow disappears into thin air before her very eyes. She blinks and then she blinks again thinking her mind is playing tricks on her, but then she feels a heavy weight pressing her tank top further into her flesh. Through watery eyes Emma glances down and watches as a pool of blood escapes with determination from her wound.

"Regina," Emma cries out in sheer panic just as the brunette is taking her hand and guiding her palm over the bleeding area.

"Don't move," Regina instructs sternly. "Add pressure while I heal the wound."