This is something I wrote about a month or two ago for my main RayEmma fanfic that I am working on. However, the original concept/storyline has changed too much for it to still be a part of it. However, I still REALLY wanted to share it! So enjoy!!

"Emma!!!"
Ray reaches his arm out, stretching it out as far as he can. He barely even pays attention to the pain in his arm for doing so, his mind only focusing on the girl in front of him. Emma. Emma, who's doing nothing to move out of the demon's path. Emma, who's always put her family first before herself. Emma, who's done everything she ever can to protect others. Who's been with Ray since practically the beginning. Who he promised Norman that he would protect no matter what cost.

'No. No! She can't die! Not here! Not today! Not right now!! Please God no!! I've done so much to keep her alive! She can't die! I don't want her to die!'
Ray shouts in his head. His face scrunches up but he refuses to cry, making his expression a mixture of fear, anxiety, and anger. All of which he's feeling right now. He clenches his teeth together, as he desperately reaches out for Emma.

Emma turns her body and faces Ray, a smile on her face. How can she smile at a time like this? Her lips form words that don't reach Ray's ears, and her she squeezes her eyes close with her smile growing somehow. Ray's eyes widen as a gasp escapes his lips. He watches in horror as the demon leaps forward at Emma.

'I swear. No matter what, I won't let Emma die.'

Right... Ray not only promised Norman he would protect Emma. He swore to himself that he wouldn't let her die. If he gave up now, he would not only be breaking his promise to Norman, but to himself. A smirk suddenly appears on Ray's lips. To hell if he's actually gonna sit there and helplessly let Emma die. As fast as his body lets him, Ray reaches behind his back and grabs his gun. And with zero hesitation or a second thought he aims it at the demon and pulls the trigger. The sound of the bullet firing and colliding with the demons mask, cracking and destroying it fills the air. And the demon falls limp.

Ray catches his breath, panting from the anxiety despite this being nowhere near his first time killing a demon. His mind snaps back to reality though and he remembers why he killed the demon in the first place.

"Emma!!"
Ray shouts her name with worry and fear. He drops his gun to the ground, and runs over to her as fast as he can. His heart pumping against his chest and despite Emma still standing right there. Not having moved an inch, with her eyes still squeezed shut but her smile gone. He still feels the fear in his chest. Emma's eyes open just as Ray's body embraces hers. His arms wrap around her smaller figure, and the warmth of Emma's body fills his chest with relief. He hugs her as tight as he can without hurting her.

"Ray?"
Emma says in a confused tone. And Ray can't help but to chuckle.
"You really are an idiot."

He feels Emma puff out her cheeks as she starts to lightly hit his back.

"What's that supposed to mean!?" Her hits soon become more softer and weak. Until she slowly lowers her arms and the rest on her side.
"Why did you save me?" She asks in a almost hushed voice, like as if anything else heard her the world would collapse. A small, sad smile forms on Ray's face, as his face scrunches again only this time more slower.

"Do I really have to answer that?"
"Eh?"

Ray takes in a breath.
"I don't want you to die. Isn't that obvious? We've already lost Norman, Conny... I...."

Ray doesn't finish, but Emma doesn't need him to. She wraps her arms around him and in a quiet voice she says.

"Ray, I'm so sorry I made you feel that way..."
"I know you would sacrifice yourself to save us, but think about how we would feel about it if you did." Ray hates how his voice almost cracked while saying that.

"... Sorry." Is all Emma says. Ray just squeezes her even tighter in reply. And he takes notice that she seems... shorter than him, more than usual that is. But Ray pushes that thought away as he carefully lays his chin on her head.

If only he could do the same to the fuzzy feeling in his chest.