Disclaimer: The plot to this story is based on the movie Baby Mama, it won't follow the movie story at full just the main situation. (One wants to be a parent and other is the surrogate mother.) With that we can state that I do not own the characters of OUAT nor the main plot for this.

Chapter 1

"Well… Why am I here?" She took a deep breath before starting to tell the social worker a little about herself with all the self confidence that only she was capable of measuring. "From the beginning? I am a Mills. Not any Mills. Regina Mills. That means I'm powerful, recognized and successful. Many might see me as a living example of how to have an impeccable professional life but that was not any easy to attain. For ten years now I've done nothing but run the family business. Today we're the best on everything related to organic food with our specialties being the apples. But I trust you've heard about us." She shifted in her chair and continued. "To reach all of these I've had to push back my personal plans, for when I would be able to handle it without all the pressure of having to successfully run this business. And now that I've reached a steady growth with the company the time has finally arrived, I want to start a family of my own. I want to be mother."

"I take that you're not married…" The man said.

"I think that was implied on what I just told you." She sighed so that she'd remain calm. "I am not really looking for someone to fall in love with but I won't say it'll never happen. All I am looking for is to have a baby. Soon. I'm already close to thirty six."

"And you're interested in babies only?"

"Babies only."

The man seemed to study the situation for a moment before he put it out for the brunette. "As you're a single woman and you only have interest in adopting babies…" He hesitated for a moment and tried to be polite. "It might take you up to five years to adopt a baby."

It was just diner or it seemed to be. Her mother was staring at her with a weird look all night. She just knew sometime soon it would come to the subject. "So… What about my grandchild plans?" The question was, as usual, casually made as if it were a trivial topic.

"Mother not that subject again, please?" She tried to be polite with the older woman. Cora had been asking about when her daughter would be having a baby for almost two years and ever since Regina decided to tell her she was actually thinking about it the woman mentioned it at every opportunity she got.

"Sweetie, I don't mind your current lifestyle but I've been waiting for quiet too long, don't you think?"

"You have waited? You have waited?" Regina just turned to face her mother. "How did this turn out to be about you?"

"Oh I don't know. It must be since I've got this terrible desire to be a grandmother." The words were sarcastically spoken.

"Mother, don't be upset because you're getting old. I'm working on that matter, you know? I just applied for an adoption… but it turns out in my current situation it will take me a good five years to have a baby." She tried to explain.

Cora had an offended expression. "I am not that old!"

"It would be much simpler if I was married."

"It's better to be single than be with that Daniel..." She explained. "And, well, you can have the baby yourself, you don't need to adopt."

Regina was sure she could go with that too. If only her uterus wasn't her uterus.

After a list of possible donors she had chosen one of them. She finally found one that matched her requirements. The treatment for the in vitro fertilization was started. Again. It was her fourth attempt. Maybe four was her lucky number.

The days passed and the one she'd be taking the pregnancy test was there. She stormed out of work to the closest drugstore and then to her home in order to take the test. She was trying to be patient but the more she tried the more her anxiety grew.

She was in the bathroom pacing counting every second that passed. "Come on." She murmured to herself. She stopped her nervous walking for a moment taking a deep breath, trying to relax a bit but it didn't work. Turning to face the clock again she saw that the damn five minutes were just 10 seconds away from being up. She closed her eyes and started to countdown. "... zero." She whispered. The numbers had just run out and there she was with closed eyes and holding the test. The courage took a while to come but when it did… "Negative." She sighed.

The brunette was sitting at the diner she had just come back from the doctor's office. Apparently fertilization was not her thing. So she just sat there with her bad uterus and ordered a cup of coffee as she pretended to read the newspaper. She sipped her coffee and was ready to turn the page when an advertisement caught her attention.

"Hey!" She heard a known voice taking her out of her thoughts and turned her head up to see Kathryn Nolan. The closest and only friend she's got.

Regina gave the other woman a very little smile. "Hey."

"How was it?" Kathryn said as she sat across Regina.

"Bad." The reply didn't carry anything that would reveal her emotional state. With all the years working in the corporate world she learned to control it very well.

"Oh... Sorry about that." Kathryn took one of her friend's hands in comfort. "And are you trying again?"

"I might."

Kathryn stood silent for a moment before digging into the topic. "Is this what you really want? I mean, I know you want it but is this gonna be good for you at some point? Because all I've seen is how upset you get after every failed attempt..."

Regina had no doubt of the answer. "Yes, this is definitely what I want. I feel like I have waited too long to take this step in my life. I want to be a mother and I will be, it might take some time but I'll get to it."

"I thought you wanted the mayor job too."

"Being mayor can wait. This can't."

Kathryn made a face as she had just figured something out. "What is it?"

"What?" Regina had no idea what her friend was talking about.

"You have a new plan, what is it?"

Regina never answered to the question the only thing she did was hand the paper for Kathryn to read.

CHAFFEE BICKNELL Center For Surrogate Parenting

"Surrogate parenting?!"

"Why can't I meet her?!" Cora was trying to make her daughter let her stay until the woman that would be carrying her grandchild arrived. She trusted Regina's taste, she really did, but Cora just wanted to see it for herself.

"Because that's not what we arranged, mother. She's not here to meet the family, she's just coming to do an interview which she'll be doing with the other possible candidates to decide... And frankly I don't think it would look good if you're here intimidating her."

"What do you take me for, Regina? I am a really easygoing person." The older woman was trying to sound offended.

"Don't make me laugh, mother." She said giving a glare to the woman. "Now come on, I'll walk you out." She said opening the door and pushing the woman politely by her arm out of the foyer.

"But-"

Cora tried to protest and Regina quickly cut it off. "No buts."

They were to the side walk and Cora had just given up on trying to convince her daughter to let her stay. They were saying goodbye when loud music was heard and a yellow car came speeding around the corner. Both women just stood staring, shocked.

"Is this your baby's rented mother?"

"It's surrogate mother. And I hope not." Regina watched and as the car approached her home the only thing on her mind was Please don't let it be her. But when the car stopped in front of her and a blonde woman jumped out of the passenger seat screaming angrily at the driver that thought only got stronger. The woman was nothing but gorgeous and loud. The man left with the car but the blonde just stood and kept yelling in the direction the vehicle went. Regina tried to speak to her but as the woman was only really paying attention to the damn car she went to touch the blonde's shoulder. "Hello?"

"WHAT?" The woman screamed angrily at her.

The woman just stood and kept her face blank. She raised an eyebrow studying the blonde. "Are you Miss Swan?"

Till that moment Emma Swan hadn't stopped to pay attention to either of the women who were standing there just staring at her. The youngest had a demanding expression to go with all her glorious self. After a time staring she realized that she had to answer the brunette's question. "What- Oh, my name... Emma... Swan... Emma Swan. Yes, I am." The woman said with a smile completely switching her mood.

"Regin-"

Regina was abruptly cut by her mother. "Hello, young lady." The woman tried to sound the most polite she could.

"Mother." Regina warned her.

"I'm just being polite with the girl, Regina." She said looking at her daughter.

The name called Emma's attention immediately. "Oh, you're Regina" She pointed to the younger brunette trying to remember the surname. "Mills!" And Regina did nothing but nod confirming. "What a relief... For a moment I thought you were the old lady." Cora just made a face. "No offense." She quickly spoke the last part looking at Cora.

Regina could already see her mother amping up for the I am not old speech so she was fast to cut it off. "This is my mother. Cora Mills. And she was just leaving."

"No I wa-"

"You were leaving mother. Remember?"

Cora huffed a sigh of frustration out and started to walk to her own house three doors down.

"Let's go inside, shall we?" Regina said leading the way for the blonde who followed her, studying the big house.

They both stood for a moment staring at each other. Emma was nervously going from fidgeting to pocketing her hands. Regina just stared at her before leading the way to her study.

"Take a seat, Miss Swan." And Emma did so. "Would you like something to drink? Maybe a glass of apple cider? I make the best."

"Don't you get anything stronger?" Regina abruptly turned to face the woman with a judgmental glare. "I mean, apple cider seems fine..."

After fixing their drinks Regina sat beside Emma on the couch and handed her a glass.

"So, Miss Swan could you tell me a little about yourself?" Regina sipped her drink and waited for Emma to answer.

"I'm afraid there's not much to tell... I just turned 23 recently. I move, a lot. Had some financial trouble but now it's all been handled. It's not the best life but it's okay. Kind of a loner, no friends, no family..."

"Everyone has got family somewhere."

"Yeah, I just don't know who they're."

"So, no family and no friends." Regina stated. But as she remembered the way Emma was screaming at the car driver that brought her here, Regina knew that there was at least someone. "Boyfriend?"

Emma straightened uncomfortably at the couch. "Well there is- there was one. I think" Regina gave her a confused look. "It's... Complicated." Regina wasn't convinced with the answer but decided against pushing, "What about you? Where's your husband?"

"No husband."

"You're doing this on your own?" Emma was amazed by that, she always thought that kids were tough even when it was a team effort.

"Is that a problem?" Regina went on the defensive. Emma was the one choosing between a bunch of possible parents, and it concerned Regina that she might be bothered with her lifestyle, as Cora likes to call it.

"Oh... No! Don't get me wrong. I think it is amazing that you're doing it."

"Okay then."

"I just... I gotta ask this... Why are you doing it? I mean joining this program."

Regina took a deep breath before answering. "I can say that for a long time I was busy with my professional life and recently I just figured that I've done nothing about my personal life. So now that things are low level with the business and I'll have time to dedicate to my family I decided actually start it and have a baby. I know it won't be easy, being a single mom. But I want it, I really do. And as for joining the program... I have fertility issues and it looks like for single a woman my age would take almost five years to adopt a child."

"Oh... So you work at one of those big companies?"

"I actually have one of my own. Mills Organics."

"Heard of it! Not a fan of organics... In general."

Regina took a mental note that if Miss Swan decides to be her surrogate she'd have to convert her into an organic food fan. At least until the baby was born. "What about you? Why are you in it?"

Emma played with her glass for a moment and then drink a bit of it. "Well... I have plans for the future and I'll need the money to invest on it."

"Plans?"

"Plans. Good ones. I want to be independent and have my own stuff. Stability."

"But you do have a job?"

"I keep busy."

"And have you done this before?"

"No. But they told me that I can be good at the pregnancy thing."

Regina nodded seeming satisfied with the answer. "I don't know if I'm allowed to ask this but are there many other people for you to interview before making a decision?"

"Uhm..." Emma seems very thoughtful before answering, "Well, a few, like seven or something."

"And how's it going so far?"

"As you're my first it's been pretty neat."

Regina was ready to ask another question when a bell went off in the kitchen. "Lunch time."

They keep talking through lunch, discussing a bit about everything and nothing. Between few trivialities Emma is very invested on Regina's plans for the baby and how they'd be arranging it if Emma happened to pick her. Regina was very honest about everything and she felt confident on making a good impression. During the meal she's noticed that Emma really wasn't a fan of organic food, as all of the things she considered healthy were thrown to the side of the plate and never touched again. That'd be an issue but nothing she couldn't handle. After all she's Regina Mills.