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Love You all the Same	By : Rubys_Lemur Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time Views: 8961 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Not again!” Emma hissed to herself as she sat up in bed, hating herself entirely as she swung her legs out from the blankets, quickly stepping out of the disgusting, sopping bottoms.

She pulled a face and dropped them onto the sheets before stripping them from the bed and bunching them up, dropping them onto the floor carefully so the wet patch is facing up as she leant down to pat the mattress. Yup, it'd seeped through into the mattress too. She couldn't flip it again... So she was stuck basically.

With a heavy sigh, she turned her attention back to the fixable problem. Her sheets.

Wrapping herself in her robe, she scooped the sheets back up, shuddering in revulsion as her hand made contact with the stinky, wet material, but she choked it down and hurried through to the bathroom. She couldn't use the washing machine, someone would hear, they'd wake up. Nope, bathtub and then lay them out under her bed till they were dry or she could sneak them into the dryer. It was a routine she knew well, one she'd followed through most of her childhood.
She'd gone years without a proper string of accidents. Of course there'd been the odd times when she'd been stuck somewhere, or she'd had a nightmare, but they were one off's and she'd managed to talk herself out of most of the self-loathing that came along with them.

But after the curse broke, it'd been two weeks and every night she woke up in the same state and she'd taken to her old habit of carrying about three spare pairs of pants around with her, leaving spares at the Sheriffs station as well, just in case. And she kept having to use them.

God she hated herself.
Running the bath as quick, but silently as she could, she dumped the sheets and pyjama pants into the tub, submersing them into the water with a quiet hiccup, finally letting her true hatred through in the form of tears.

She hated Hated HATED herself and what she did.
Shame wasn't even the word.
Grabbing her soap from the edge of the tub she started to scrub the stained sheets, her shoulders shaking as she cried, her tears splashing into the now full bathtub.

She didn't care that the water was scalding hot, nor did she care that it was hurting her.

All she cared about was removing the evidence of her perceived crime from the sheets she'd been bought.
God they were right, they were all so right, she was worthless, always taking from others and never giving back, destroying the nice things she was given. Why would anyone want someone with no control. They wouldn't, no-one would. That's why she can never let Snow know, or Charming. They wouldn't want her either.
Her crying increased till she was sobbing viciously, still scrubbing at the sheets with hands red raw from the heat of the water and the movements filled with friction.
Snow stirred, something in her gut told her something was wrong and she needed to wake up.

Granted, it took her some time, sleep was her welcome friend much of the time, but slowly she extricated herself from her slumber. When the noise hit her ears she shot up and was out of the bed so quickly she forgot she wasn't actually dressed. Turning back on her heels, she quickly pulled on a loose t-shirt and shorts before racing to where she heard the noise. The bathroom.
The light was on as Snow gently pushed through the door, not wanting to startle Emma. It had to be Emma, Henry was at Regina's and Charming was sleeping still, so unless they had crying night goblins, it was Emma.

And she was right, Emma was hunched over the bathtub, scrubbing something and sobbing.
“Emma...?” Her voice is soft, but still Emma starts as if it were a gunshot, whipping her head round.
“I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't... I'm sorry I'm sorry! Please don't be mad at me I'm sorry!” It becomes a Mantra, the repetition of apology and pleas for Snow not to be angry with her, the tears streaming down her face, her arms bright red from the clearly too hot water.
Snow dropped to her knees next to Emma and gently pulled her arms from the water, wincing at the feel of the scalding liquid.

“Oh Emma, it's okay. It's okay. I'm not mad, tell me what happened.” She soothed, wrapping her arms around her frightened child and holding her close as she kept crying.

Sneaking a glance in the bathtub and seeing the sheets she let out a shocked gasp, which only caused Emma to sob harder and try to pull away.
“No! Don't, I'm dirty, don't, I'm sorry, please don't be mad, I'm sorry.” She rambled as Snow held her closer still.
“Emma it's okay. Shhh baby, don't cry, it's okay, I'm not mad, I love you.” She soothed in time with Emma's babble, rubbing her child's back and rocking with her gently until finally, after long minutes, maybe more, Emma's sobs subsided into gentle sniffles and Snow gave her a gentle smile, first wiping her child's tears and then her own.

“Come on, lets get you back to bed Emma...”
“Can't... soaked the mattress...” She hiccups again and the tears start up once more, though Snow does her best to keep them dry, wiping them gently
“You can sleep in Henry's room for tonight.” She soothes gently “I'll stay with you, it's okay Emma.” She assures, standing and helping Emma to her feet, making sure to keep an arm around her baby at all points. Emma doesn't complain, in fact she welcomed someone who wasn't disgusted, wasn't abhorred by her lack of control, who still wanted to touch her, who wanted to help her.
Settling Emma between the sheets, Snow lay with her, wrapping her in a tight hug and whispering soothing words into Emma's ears until sleep took both Mother and daughter, almost entirely in sync.
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