Someday Regina would tell her again why Rebekah had a fairy tale nickname, but not tonight. Tonight it was enough to have the beginnings of the friendship back, and some of the intimacy.

Unexpectedly, she'd missed being needed in this way, trusted to provide something so essential. It wasn't physical pleasure that provoked her moans and the hints of whimpers in the back of her throat, although that was there as well. Instead, she found it seemed to heal some of the ache in her heart and perhaps some of the blackness.

The heady swirl of emotion and sensation loosened her grip on her tongue enough for her to sigh, "I've missed you." And after, she gave in to the familiarity and let herself feel her love for her dear friend. Just for a moment.