Finding Home

Untitled Part 10

Throughout the night Regina woke to check on Emma. Each time she went to the room a part of her yearned for Big Emma and the other, to keep her little a while longer. If not for anything more than allowing her missed opportunities with her parents. With a resigned sigh, she'd head back into her room and try and get some more sleep. When she glanced at the alarm clock on her side table again it read 6:00 AM. She stretched as she sat up in bed and swung her legs over the side. Standing she pulls on her black silk robe and pads quietly towards Emma's room once again. What she sees when she looks inside puts a smile on her face.

Sprawled across the bed is Emma with Nemo clutched in her little hands, dangling precariously off the side of the bed. She's completely oblivious to the fact that the sheet is twisted around her, every which way. "Mama," she mumbles with a wide smile plumping her cheeks.

The hand gripping Nemo tighter. She was dreaming again. The same dream that she had, had when she had taken her nap earlier. Except for this time around she had been having multiple dreams. She was remembering everything before earlier that day when she had walked through the door at Granny's diner as a little girl.

Regina's heart constricted at the utterance. God she missed when Emma would call her that. Well, she missed it when her big Emma called her that. Little Emma was as amazing as Regina ever dared to dream of. But her big Emma was something beyond compare. No one could match the woman, nor even come close. Little Emma was giving her a run for her money though. Leaning against the doorframe Regina kept her eyes focused on Emma's face. Her lips were moving like she was talking to someone, and different facial expressions were flitting across her face. Whatever she was dreaming about must be important.

If only she knew that Emma was dreaming about the conversation she and Regina had at the docks when she called her Mama for the first time. The girl continued smiling. She was safe. She was loved, with not a care in the world. Nor the pressure of one on her shoulders.

Deciding that she had been standing there long enough Regina turned and headed downstairs to make herself a cup of coffee. As the coffee brewed she thought about what she was going to do that day. She needed to call her secretary and tell her that she'd be working from home and to forward any important calls to her cell. Cancel all meetings and reschedule them. Flicking her wrist her paperwork was now sitting on her desk in her home office. When her coffee was brewed she grabbed her cup and poured herself some and headed back up to her room. Passing by Henry's room she peeked in on him and chuckled. Henry and Emma slept the exact same way. Spread out with covers twisted around themselves. Closing the door gently she headed towards Emma's room. Leaning back against the frame she sipped her coffee.

Emma was still spread out across the bed. Blonde hair fanned out against her pillow. Face screwed up like she was about to cry. Nemo clutched up under her chin. Little legs thrashing around.

Seeing the distress on her little ones face had Regina pushing herself off and walking silently up to the bed. Placing her coffee cup down on the side table. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed she leaned over Emma and gently smoothed a thumb across Emma's brow to sooth the lines away.

Face relaxing back into a peaceful state. Emma relaxed again and smiled once more in her sleep. "Mama," she whispered again. Her body curling towards Regina, little arm stretched out like she was reaching for her.