After a fight, Emma storms off and Regina is heartbroken, thinking that Emma won't come back. Emma returns hours later to find Regina cuddling Emma's baby blanket to her chest and sobbing
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Emma sighs as she walks back through the mansion door. She loathes it when they fight and she knows she shouldn’t have stormed off. Unfortunately it’s her coping mechanism. Instead of lashing out and letting things escalate she goes to get her own space.
The idea is that she won’t end up hurting the people she loves but it’s never the case. In the end, leaving just causes her to wallow and Regina to fear the worse.
Ultimately, being away from Regina and Henry, her home, makes her feel wistful and lost, and all she wants is to go straight back. It’s wonderful, to finally have a place she wants to run to rather than from.
She hurries up the stairs pausing and swallowing the lump in her throat as she hears the sobs coming from their room. Emma frowns sadly before pushing the door open. When she walks in, she sees Regina curled up in the middle of their bed wearing Emma’s oversized hoodie and clutching her baby blanket to her chest.
Emma moves swiftly, shedding her jacket and shoes before crawling into bed to face her. She recognises this signs all too well and she knows that her leaving must have caused a panic attack and without Emma there to turn to, Regina had to go for poor substitutes in the form of sweaters and blankets.
“I’m here,” Emma promises as she reaches out to draw Regina in her arms.
Regina swipes at her eyes and sucks in a shaky breath as she moves into Emma’s hold, “I’m sorry…I hate it when you leave like that.”
“Me too,” Emma replies, “I’m never leaving for good you know? I’m just getting some air. A fight doesn’t mean we’re over.”
“I know,” Regina says, “Logically I know that. In my head I know you’ll be back in a few hours…but in my heart…I panic and I miss you.”
Emma nods, “I get it…and I promise that even when we’re fighting, you’re the one I want to come home to.”