Hi,

If you are reading this, it means you loved me and you are about to stick with my horrible writing for one more ride. This one shot it's for one of my precious friends Joana, she gave me the idea and I can only hope to make justice to it. This one shot has a bit of reference to Evil Bitch. Anyways I hope you enjoy and leave a review as what you thought of it!

-Gab95Lin

"What do you mean there's only one room? There's only two cars parked outside of this filthy four walled death trap you so call a motel!" Regina said annoyed as ever. "I'm sorry ma'am, but that's all we have. You either take it or leave," the man raising his hands behind the front desk, he was really trying his best at not kicking the brunette out of his establishment, but he was done with the drama the brunette had created. "Do you know how much farther away the next motel is?" Emma asked more calmly and sweetly than Regina, offering a half smile to the man that was trying to helped them. "About 52 two miles going up north." Emma turned to Regina, who was staring cross-armed and giving the best don't-fuck-with-me face she could offer at the moment, which lets be honest, it wasn't that much different than her regular face. "Look Regina, I know the last thing you want to do is share a room with me because I'm the last person you wish to do so, but it's either that or sleeping in my car, and trust me, this place it's much nicer than my car." Emma told Regina, it was true this small motel was much comfier and warmer than Emma's yellow bug would ever be, Regina made a disgusted face, she knew she had no other option, they had been driving almost all day. "Fine. But thank god we won't be sharing the same bed," she said with a serious and determinants face.

The man at the front desk had forgotten to tell them one little detail. There was no such a thing as two beds. In fact, he had forgotten to mention that the room was the smallest he had, which only had a bed, a bathroom and four walls. It looked more like a box than a room. No tv, no sofa, nothing. Just the bed and one window on the left side. When Emma opened the door, a mouse ran towards them. Regina jumped into Emma's arms. Not because she was scared because queens are never afraid, nonetheless be afraid of a small mouse, but because she was worried. Worried that the mouse would be scared of her and attack them. And of course, the comments at how much of a filthy motel the place was didn't go missing.

"You are sleeping on the floor," Regina told Emma as she took her coat off. "You've gotta be kidding me Regina," Emma said, already getting annoyed at the behavior the brunette was showing. She didn't wait for an answer, no sir! She was not about to sleep on the floor. She was tired and she had payed for a bed. She started taking her boots off and jumped on bed. "I won't be sleeping on the floor, just because her majesty doesn't wanna share the bed, that may I remind you, we only have it because I convinced you to stay. You're welcome." She said in a child manner. This trip was going to be a hell of one.

"Don't start Miss Swan. Queens don't share their beds with pig princesses like you" Regina made sure Emma heard her when she made the pig reference, finally she laid next to blonde. The irony of this situation was that no matter how many times she said no, she didn't do anything to move her, instead she laid next to her, getting closer and closer to Emma. Looking for comfort and safetiness having the savior next to her could bring her. It had being long since she had felt that comfort. She craved it. But no one would ever know.

Emma noticed how Regina's head was now laying down on her shoulder, it look like she was sleeping and she needed to go pee *great* Emma sighted to herself. "Regina? Regina are you awake?" She asked without moving her. This didn't work, now Regina had an arm around Emma's waist. "Regina I have to pee" Emma told her before she carefully got up. "If I was you I would hurry up and get back here before I do something you won't like" Emma just look at her and with her head she signed yes.

Five minutes later Emma was back and Regina soon re-positioned in the same position she was before Emma had moved. "You know, you still own me" Emma said sounding casual and staring up to the selling, she was definably not about to make eye contact with Regina, specially because there was a huge possibility that things wouldn't go the way she expected. "Is that so Miss Swan?" Regina said arranging her position, she was now looking at Emma, who was still trying to avoid eye contact. "Yes.. You know... That one time when you.. And I.." This wasn't easy. How can you explain to your formal.. Enemy? Casual lover? Your friend? How can you explain to the mother of your child that driving with her in the car for almost twelve hours made you horny and it made you remember that you deliciously enjoyed her body, but you didn't get none? I honestly don't think there's a way.

"Explain yourself" Regina said exclaimed, she knew where Emma was going. A few months ago, while they were under the spell there had been an encounter that left both with new emotions to discover, but they had both putted them to the side in hope to keep the little friendship they were "trying" to build. Neither of them had brought out the discussion, never the less had Emma ever complained about how she gave Regina a magical orgasm and she had left hanging. For her defense Regina was under the spell, where basically she had zero control over her body. But that was only half true.

"You own me. And I was wondering if I could cash the favor now?" Emma asked as she blushed. Why can't sex talk be easier? "And you want it now? Here? In this four walled hell?" Regina couldn't believe it. I mean she knew it was coming, but couldn't Emma just wait until they... Well were in a better place? "No! Regina I don't mean now, if we do, and by all means you also want to have sex with, I want it to be in a good place. At least for it to be in a four stars hotel, you deserve so much better. I'm just reminding you, that you own me" *fuck* that was the worst half lie she had ever said. She needed release and she needed it in the moment but of course she wasn't going to pressure Regina into it. She was only left to hope that they could find a four stars hotel in their next stop before they reached New York City.

Emma and Regina kept curl up in each other's arms. Regina had it impossible, there was no way she was going to catch her sleep in the hell trap. No matter how safe and comfortable she felt in Emma's arms, first of all there was the stupid pipe sound, and second of all there was the out side light that streamed in from the street. Other hand Emma seen to have finally catch her sleep. So Regina did what she did best. She stared at the sleeping savior. Studying her face. Engraving every line, any scar, any wrinkle of the savior face into her memory because if she never gathered the enough strength to tell Emma how she really get about her, at least she wanted to remember her like that. She wanted to remember how beautiful and at peace Emma looked when she was sleeping. How at home she felt in her arms. And how much she wanted to kiss her. Maybe she could. Emma was sleeping right? So there was nothing stoping her. She held her body weight in her left arm and as carefully and sweetly as she could she have a sweet and tender kiss to Emma. "Maybe not today, but tomorrow" she said as she held her promise for a better day.

At the end, the road trip might not be as bad as she thought it would be. A four walls hell trap, wasn't that bad if you were in the loving arms of the person you love.

Should I write a second part to it? Maybe Emma and Regina at a four stars hotel? Let me know!