I realize I am working on multiple stories at once, but I couldn't resist the temptation of writing something with our favorite ladies that was Christmas themed! Please review and tell me how you like it! There will probably four or five chapters, all somewhat short like this one.

Christmas was approaching and Emma wanted to tell Regina how she felt, definitely before the New Year. She wanted, hoped that they would make their resolutions to be good to each other. Emma knew Regina had some type of feelings for her, maybe only mildly romantic, but it was something. When they had gotten back from Neverland, Emma had hugged Regina in thanks for everything she had done. Regina held on a little too tightly and a little too long for them to just be Henry's separate moms, no, there were feelings there, Emma was certain of it.

Emma planned to bring Regina coffee and breakfast while trying to get her deepest desires confessed so she could get her something perfect. The first day she tried, Regina's secretary said she had cancelled her meetings and took her paperwork home with her. Emma checked the mayoral mansion, but Regina wasn't there, or she wasn't answering. Emma decided to try again the next day on the 11th. She woke up early, grabbed two coffees and a fresh apple scone from Granny's, and headed to the mayor's office. She asked the secretary if Regina was busy. The secretary asked Mayor Mills if she had a moment to meet with the Sheriff. She confirmed she did, and Emma was allowed in.

"Sheriff Swan, what can I do for you?" Regina asked without even looking up. Emma was amazed at how beautiful Regina's hair was. She had spent more than enough time wanting to rip that hair out of the owner's pretty head, but now she just wanted to pull at it, and not in a vicious way. She shook her head to clear the thoughts.

"I come bearing gifts," Emma replied, holding up the tray with their coffees in one hand and the bag with the scone in the other.

"And if I already had breakfast?"

"I suppose it's possible, but I asked Ruby if you had been in and she said you hadn't so I hoped that meant you'd be hungry." She paused, smiling coyly. "It's warm."

"And what is 'it'?" Emma took the opportunity to step closer to the mayor's desk and handed her the bag, then pulled one coffee out of the tray to hand to Regina, then the second for herself, tossing the tray in the garbage next to the desk. She took the seat across from Regina, and smiled, waiting. Regina opened the bag and inhaled the warm scent of the scone, humming in approval.

"Are you hungry then?" Emma asked, smiling triumphantly.

"Did you know this was my favorite?"

"Well, you like apples, so I guessed."

"Thanks, I'll enjoy this."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"If you must."

"What's your favorite color?"

Regina raised an eyebrow at Emma and smirked. "Black, like my soul and heart, dear. Any other questions."

"Black isn't a color, and your heart and soul are certainly not black. I was thinking it would be gray."

"Gray is a shade, Miss Swan."

"So it is. Red or purple? I was thinking it could be one of those, too."

"Red, indeed. Why, what's yours?"

Emma smiled. "Red."

"And why did you want to know?"

"I just would like to know more about you. You aren't as scary as you'd like to think you are."

Regina's expression darkened from slightly amused to a smug smile. "Oh dear, you have no idea just how scary I can be."

"Nice try, but you've already exposed your non-crazy side to me, I'm not budging so quickly. Oh, one more question, if I might?"

"You may."

"If you could have anything you wanted, what would it be?"

Regina thought a moment before smiling. "A warm pair of socks. One can never have too many pairs of socks."

Emma was puzzled a moment, then smiled widely and said, "hey that's from Harry Potter!"

"Have a good day, Miss Swan." Regina looked back down to her paperwork and Emma turned to leave the office. She looked up at the last moment to watch Emma leave, smiling at their playfulness. She wished she had the guts to be honest with Emma about her feelings. She wasn't sure that the blonde felt the same way, but she had certainly done enough to intertwine their lives as much as possible, and Regina had to admit, that was almost enough to make her say something, almost.

The next morning, Emma called Regina at work to tell her that she had some folders that she needed her to pick up, and explained to her that she didn't think she'd be able to make it out of the office to drop them by to her until evening, unless Regina would prefer to come and get them. Regina told her she would be over sometime before she took her lunch at noon. Emma called Granny's and asked Ruby if she could deliver a grilled cheese with fries and a chicken Caesar salad to the station, explaining that she really couldn't leave to pick it up. Ruby agreed, not without telling her she owed her double the tip.

The food arrived only fifteen minutes before she heard the now familiar clacking of heels against the floor. Regina walked around the corner to the open door of Emma's office and knocked on the doorframe.

Emma smiled. "Come in." She stood, motioning for Regina to take the seat across from her, and the brunette did so. "Are you hungry? I had Ruby drop off a chicken Caesar salad for you, just in case."

"Miss Swan, do you purposefully keep intending for us to have meals together, or is this just a surprise?"

"Actually, I didn't think about that for lunch, when you said you would be coming around lunchtime I just thought it would be a nice gesture."

"I see, well, thank you."

"Actually, I have a gift for you, as well."

"A gift, Miss Swan?"

Emma smiled and nodded, pulling a small gift bag out from under her desk and handed it to Regina, who took it and stared at it, as though it was made of poison.

"It won't bite, Regina."

"I'm sure it won't, Miss Swan."

"You know, my name won't bite, either."

"Ok, Emma," she amended. She set the bag on the ground next to her chair as Emma handed her the container with her salad and pulled out her own grilled cheese sandwich and fries. She offered a bottle of water from the mini fridge to Regina, who took it with a small smile.

After they finished eating, Emma smiled and nodded toward the gift on the floor. "Aren't you going to open your gift?"

"Oh, um, yes, sure." Regina picked it off the floor and pulled out the tissue paper, unwrapping the piece that had the gift in it. Inside was a pair of thick, really fuzzy, red socks. Regina smiled and chuckled lightly. "Very cute, Emma."

"Well, you didn't tell me your real answer, so I had to go with your fake answer."

"I suppose so."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Is this going to become a pattern? You bribe me for answers with food?"

"Maybe."

"Go ahead, then."

"What's your favorite type of animal?"

"Horses," Regina responded without even thinking. "Though, I suppose if I had to choose a different one, I would say dogs. I'm partial to Pongo, even if I pretend not to be."

"Cool."

"Cool?"

"Yes. Have you ever seen It's a Wonderful Life, Regina?"

"I can't say I have."

"Oh, ok. Well, here are those folders if you need to go. I should probably get back to work anyway."

"Yes, I must, as well. Have a good day, Emma."

"You too, Regina."