A/N: So, yeah this my first AU SQ fanfic but not my first zombie fanfic. Technically I'm supposed to be working on my story "Operation Save The Savior" but I hit a little speed bump on that one in the creativity department so after a rewatch of The Walking Dead this came to me. So yeah this is what you get when you love SQ and zombies. Bad ass zombie slaying Emma and Regina. I'm giving it a M rating now for future chapters. All mistakes are mine, I don't own any of these incredible characters no matter how much wish I did. Anyway, I hope you like it.

Chapter 1

Emma looked over at her son as she ran her fingers through his hair before leaning over and placing a kiss on his forehead. He was shaking. Neither of them have come in contact with this many of those things since the first two weeks of the outbreak and that was about a year ago. The two of them had gotten smart. Learning to hide to avoid them.

She looked out of the window on her side of the car. There had to be about seven of them on her side and about five on his. They could feel every time one of them would hit the trunk of her car so there were also a few back there. She had a clear view of the three or four blocking the front of the car.

She looked over at him and nodded. He nodded back. Handing him the gun she locked eyes with him. "I'll lead them away…"

"No." He said shaking his head, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I'll lead them away. Once you have a clear path, you speed the hell out of here and don't look back. I won't let you die. Not like this." She rolled the window down and waited for one of them to poke their head in and when one of them did she grabbed it by the collar of its shirt and stuck her hunting knife into its skull. She pushed the body out and rolled the window back up and looked back at her son. "Did you hear me?" he nodded. She kissed him on his forehead again. "I love you, Henry. Don't ever forget that."

"I love you too." He choked out. She tried to force a smile. She couldn't show how afraid she was especially not when she needed him to be strong.

She took a deep breath before opening the door with so much force it sent one of them stumbling to the ground. That caught the attention of another one next to it which stumbled toward her. She grabbed it, dug the knife deep into its skull, pushed it into the one behind it and sent them tumbling to the ground like an undead version of dominoes.

Turning back to the front of the car she headed towards the ones that were blocking the vehicle from pulling off. She had forgotten about the one she had thrown to ground and just as she took a step it grabbed her ankle and caused her to lose her footing and fall on top of it. She scrambled to get back on her feet and once she did she kicked it's skull with the heel of her boot repeatedly feeling a sudden wave of nausea as its head caved in. It finally stopped moving. Trying to catch her breath she didn't see the one lunging for her until it was already on her, the force pushed her back into the car, causing her to hit her head hard enough to knock the wind out of her but she continued to hold it away from her body, keeping it from biting her. She started feeling dizzy but stayed focused on the chomping teeth. The scuffle drew the attention of a few more that came around from the front of the car. "fuck!" She groaned. So now here she was trying to keep these four corpses from tearing her apart with a possible head injury.

She used the one she was struggling with as a shield from the others but their weight pressing against it was just pushing him closer. Starting to feel light headed she didn't know how much longer she could hold them off. "Hey kid." She called behind her. "Anytime now." She heard the car start. She knew as soon as the car pulled off she and all four zombies would topple to the ground and that would gain the attention of the others but at least while they were busy eating her Henry would have time to get away safely. She took comfort in that.

She felt it leaning in close, her arms giving way little by little. The smell of rotting flesh invading her nose. She knew he was going to bite her and she hated that that was the last image her son would ever have of her, being ripped apart viciously by rotting corpses. She couldn't hold it back any longer and she felt it coming in. she shut her eyes and thought of her son getting away and hiding where he would be the closest to safe he could be in this world, finding somewhere safe with other people. Just when she could feel and hear the clamping teeth closing in on her neck she closed her eyes tighter bracing herself for the sharp, tearing pain but it never came. The body slumped in her grasp and the chomping stopped followed by a loud thud and three more loud thuds followed it.

She cracked an eye open and saw all four of them on the ground in a lifeless pile, arrows planted in the back of their heads. She quickly looked up and scanned the woods ahead of her for a source and spotted nothing. Whoever it was was hidden in the woods behind the trees. Slowly the corpses started falling around her, arrows slicing through the air hitting their heads with perfect precision.

The sound of scratching nails and shuffling feet ceased indicating that all of them were dead. Emma started feeling light headed again and after a few moments of fighting it she collapsed to her knees. She could hear Henry calling to her trying to open the car door and failing because she was blocking it. Three pairs of boots approach her.

"Are you bitten?" she heard a woman's voice ask but she couldn't respond.

"Hey, there's a kid in here." She heard a man's voice say from what sounded like the other side of the car. There was an accent there but she couldn't place where it was from.

"Check him." She heard the woman's voice say. She watched the woman lower herself but all she could see was her boots and her black jeans. Emma couldn't lift her head. It felt like it weighed a ton. "Are you bitten?" She asked again.

"What's wrong with her?" she heard a softer female voice ask.

"Shock probably." The other voice replied. "We'll have Doc take a look at her when we get back."

"The kid is fine." The male voice said.

"Good, Grab him." The first woman said. "And you. Make yourself useful. Grab her."

"Aye Captain." She heard another man with a different accent drawl sarcastically.

The woman stood and another pair of boots approached. Just as a hand reach down towards Emma her eyes closed and she slipped into unconsciousness.

Emma opened her eyes before blinking a few times trying to adjust to the lighting in the room. The morning sun was streaming in. Her head was pounding and she was nauseous. She closed her eyes again as flashes went through her mind from prior to waking up right now, The Z's ambushing the car, her and Henry. Henry! She sat straight up in the bed too quickly and the room started spinning. Her hands went to her head and she groaned. Two hands quickly found their way on each of her shoulders pushing her back.

"You have to take it easy, you have a pretty bad concussion." She recognized the voice as the softer female voice from the road.

"I can't." Emma croaked. Her head still in her hands "My Son."

"Henry, he's safe." The woman said her hands still on her shoulders. Emma let her lower her back to the bed. "He took a liking to the guys. They'll take good care of him." She doesn't know why but she trusted this woman almost instantly. "I'm Mary Margaret by the way."

"Emma…" she sighed.

"I know." The other woman smiled. "Henry told us. He's a real sweet boy and very adorable."

Emma smiled. "He is. Can I see him?"

"Sure." the brunette said as she jumped up from the bed where she was seated next to Emma and walked to the door way. "Regina." She called into the hall. A few seconds another woman appeared in front of Mary Margaret, Emma couldn't quite see her. All she could make out was her olive skin and dark hair. "She's awake." Mary Margaret stepped aside so the other woman could step into the room.

She walked up to the bed and smiled at Emma. Emma had to admit she was beautiful, dark hair and dark eyes paired perfectly with her tan skin. Emma couldn't help herself as she let her eyes wander up the woman's figure; over her shapely hips covered by black jeans, up to her black v-neck tee that was low enough to show just the right amount of cleavage where she admittedly let her eyes linger for a little too long. The brunette cleared her throat and Emma's eyes shot up to hers. Her cheeks grew hot and she was sure she was blushing. The brunette didn't seem phased by it and she didn't bring any attention to it.

"I'm Regina Mills." The woman said sitting on the edge of the bed, crossing one leg over the other.

"Emma, Emma Swan." The blonde said with a small smile.

"How are you feeling?" Regina asked returning the smile.

"Fine. Just a little thirsty and I have a bit of a headache." Emma said honestly.

Regina nodded. "Well you have a mild concussion. So that's to be expected." She turned her attention back to the other brunette who was standing by the door with her arms crossed watching the conversation. "Can you grab Miss Swan some water, please?" the woman nodded and quickly left the room. "You managed to fight off that many of those things with an injury like that. Either you are really strong or that was pure adrenaline. Both of which could be extremely useful."

"I was just trying to protect my son." The blonde replied with a shrug. Mary Margaret returned with a bottle and handed it over to Emma who took it and took a long drink. As soon as she put the bottle down she looked between the two women. "I'd like to see him now."

Regina looked at Mary Margaret who nodded again and headed out of the room. "Can I ask you how you ended up in a situation like that?"

"Um… The area looked clear so we decided to sleep there for the night and when we woke up that's what we found." She shrugged.

Regina nodded thoughtfully. "Well that happens. Anyway you're safe here."

"Where is here?"

"A few miles off from where we found you." The brunette replied simply. "It's a small farm house in the middle of nowhere. We've been here for a few days and we have yet to see any of those things out here." She gestured to the bed. "We were going to move on but you were in no condition to travel. You should be fine in a day or two then we're moving on. You're more than welcome join us."

Emma started to ask her where they were heading but she was interrupted by Henry running into the room and into her arms. "Mom, I was so worried you wouldn't wake up."

Wrapping her arms around him Emma looked over his head at the woman standing from the bed. "How long was I out?"

Regina turned and shrugged. "Three days." When Emma's jaw dropped she added. "I've seen people unconscious longer and with an injury like that it's a miracle you woke up at all." She nodded towards the boy in the blonde's arms. "I'll give you a moment. I'll have someone bring you some food." She smiled at the boy who was smiling up at her. "Henry." She said before leaving.

He turned back to his mother and hugged her tighter, she squeezed him equally tight. "You did great back there, kid." She whispered to him.

"No I didn't." he choked out. His body was shaking, she knew that he was trying not to cry. "I didn't listen to you. I couldn't leave you to die. I would rather die with you than let you die alone."

"Oh Henry," she sighed pulling him closer and hugging him tighter as he gave way to the sobs. She started rubbing soothing circles on his back until his sobs calmed down. "I'm sorry. I will never let you even think you're going to lose me ever again." She pulled back, took his face into her hands and looked into his eyes. "I promise, okay?" when he nodded she pulled him back into the hug and cradled his head against her chest.

After a few moments he pulled back and sat back on his heels. His face still streaked with tears, his mother wiped them away. He sniffed, and smiled at his mother's smile. "These people are really cool. Mary Margaret is really sweet and Regina is really pretty but she's so serious."

Emma laughed at this because that woman looked like she had never laughed in her entire life. "Yeah I know. Tell me about these guys you're hanging around."

"Graham, Killian and David?" he exclaimed happily. "Killian is the one that carried you back. I still don't understand how he managed to do that."

"What do you mean?" she asked raising an eyebrow at her son wondering if he was making a statement about her weight.

"No, no, no" he said quickly. Not even noticing his mother's grin. "He only has one hand. The other one is gone, there's a hook in its place like a pirate." He laughed when his mother's eyebrows shot into her hairline. "I swear. David and Graham call him Captain Hook like the cartoon. He hates it." he thought for a moment. "He even talks like a pirate and dresses like one."

"I have to see this character." She said before they both burst into a fit of giggles which hurt more than helped her condition but it helped ease the tension and worry on her son's face so it was worth it.

A soft knock on the door frame interrupted their giggle session. They both looked at Mary Margaret who was standing there with a tray in her hand. "Regina requested I bring you this, if you're up for eating." She said stepping into the room, she looked at Henry. "Hey buddy, Regina requested you come eat with her and give your mom time to relax while she eats then you can come right back." He nodded at the dark haired woman and hugged his mother again before standing from the bed. They both watched him as he walked to the door frame, turned back and waved at his mother one last time before disappearing down the hall. "She says she wants to give you a chance to eat." She said placing the tray on Emma's lap. "but she just wants to spend more time with him. She really likes him. I've watched her with him and a few times her face twisted into something resembling a smile." Sitting on the edge of the bed she added "She's been caring for him the most since you've been out."

Emma smiled. "Well he does have that effect on people. He's a special kid." She looked down at the tray there was a bowl with chicken noodle soup, obviously from a can and another bottle of water.

"Doc says you should eat light. You just woke up after a few days and you haven't had anything on your stomach in a while. Luckily for us we found a few of these cans in a house on a run." Mary Margaret noted. After the blonde nodded she started to stand but a hand reached out and wrapped around her arm.

"Keep me company?" Emma asked. She hated asking anyone for anything but she really didn't want to be alone. When the brunette settled back on to the bed she asked. "Who's Doc?"

"Oh. He's this guy we picked up on the road. He has medical training so Regina and Graham found him useful enough to keep around." She said with a shrug.

"So Regina is in Charge?" Emma asked scooping a spoonful of soup into her mouth.

"Well… she wouldn't say in charge, no one else wanted to lead so she stepped up. She's done a superb job. She kept all of us alive and out of danger." She replied thoughtfully. "Graham is like her second in command; he does most of the heavy lifting so she doesn't have to. I think he's sweet on her but can you blame him? Men nowadays love strong women."

Emma nodded "Does she? Like are they an item?" she had no idea why she was asking this, why was she interested in this woman's love life? She wasn't even interested in her own love life.

The other woman shook her head quickly with a small chuckle. "She barely even looks at him. She dodges Killian's advances as well but you can't blame her for that one." She lowered her voice and leaned closer to Emma. "But I don't think she's attracted to men. Our group was much bigger but we split up. The woman who took the other group… well, lets just say that there was some kind of sexual tension always present when they were around each other. She clearly wanted that woman like Graham wants her and that woman wanted her just as badly." For the second time today Emma found her eyebrows shooting into her hairline. She also felt a tiny bit of jealousy and she couldn't understand why. "Also the fact that she isn't attracted to a hottie like Graham is a dead give away."

"Well…" Emma started while dipping the spoon into the soup before popping it into her mouth. "I don't know what this Graham looks like but I'll take your word for it. I doubt I'll be attracted to him though…" she took a swig of her water, before adding. "Not my type." At the brunette's curious expression she sighed with a smile. "I like lady parts."

"Oh" Mary Margaret gasped. "So are you attracted to Regina?" she whispered even though it was just the two of them in the room...

Emma shook her head. She most certainly was but she wasn't going to tell her that. "Just because we're both lesbians doesn't mean we're automatically attracted to each other, Mary Margaret." The woman's cheeks flushed pink. "No it's cool, she's beautiful but not my type, too serious."

"Okay...but your son…"

Emma smirked. "The best mistake I ever made. If only all of my poor decisions could turn out as great as him."

"What about his father?"

Emma started feeling the drumming in her brain again. She couldn't tell if it was the mention of Henry's father or the concussion causing it. "Maybe a story for another time?" she said rubbing her temples.

"Oh." Mary Margaret said jumping up from the bed starting to dig into her pocket. She pulled something out, placed her hand in front of Emma and opened her palms revealing two aspirins. Emma took them from her, popped them into her mouth and washed them down with a long sip of water. "Did you get enough food?" she asked gesturing to the now bowl. Emma nodded. "Okay so I'll just take this." She leaned over picking up the tray. "I'll send Henry in. Would you like me to come back?" she nodded at Emma's nod and quickly exited the room.

Emma laid her head back on the pillow. She started massaging her temples again, by the time Henry entered the room she was already drifting back to sleep. She felt him curl into her side. knowing it was too early for him to take a nap but she didn't care, she needed to know he was safe in order for her to rest and she could guarantee that if he was right there snuggled beside her he was fine. She heard Mary Margaret enter the room and as she felt the blankets being pulled over her and Henry she slipped into another deep sleep.

She awoke this time to the sound of hushed voices. One of an older man, another one which she decided was Regina and the other was obviously Mary Margaret.

"She should be fine by tomorrow. Not completely healed but well enough to travel." She heard the older man say.

"But she slept for an entire day and a half and three days before that." She heard Mary Margaret whisper fiercely.

"How long was she up yesterday?" the man asked.

"About 40 minutes." Regina replied.

"Then what happened?" he asked.

"She started complaining of a headache." Mary Margaret whispered. "I gave her the aspirin; she took them and went to sleep."

"That's fine. She's healing. She'll be ready." He whispered. "Regina sweetheart, if you need me, I'll be outside helping with the vehicles."

"Thanks Doc." Regina said quietly.

"Of course." He said then his boots started heading for the door and the sound faded as he exited the room.

"What if she doesn't want to go with us?" She heard Mary Margaret whisper, worry in her voice.

"Then we'll give her and Henry some supplies and send them on their way or they can stay here. It's up to her." Regina said simply.

"Okay." Mary Margaret sighed.

"I'm going to go see what the boys are doing. Call me when she wakes up, yeah?"

"Of course."

After she heard Regina's steps fading Emma cracked an eye open. "I'm assuming that was the elusive Doc?"

Mary Margaret's eyes shot to her. "um… yes." She said coming around from where she was standing at the foot of the bed to the side of it and sitting down. "He not elusive. He's actually quite easy to get a hold of, if you would like to speak to him..."

Emma shook her head. "Nope. I heard him. I'll be fine by tomorrow; I hope that means I can get out of this damn bed."

The brunette smiled. "Yes you'll be up and about." Then her face got serious. "Wait how much of that did you hear?"

Emma shrugged. "Just the last part." She sat up in the bed; it didn't hurt so much this time. "Where are you all going?"

Mary Margaret hesitated for a moment as if trying to decide if she should tell. "Well there's this town in Maine. It's called Storybrooke. They supposedly built these tall strong walls; the population is really small so limited risk for infection. That's where the rest of our group went."

"So we're going to Maine from Pennsylvania?" Emma asked as she cocked an eyebrow. "How are we getting there?"

"So you're coming?"

Emma shrugged. She didn't see why not. She and Henry have been just drifting from place to place since the outbreak began so even hope of a permanent place for them was good enough for her. "Yeah, I don't see why not."

Mary Margaret smiled. "Okay well they're out there reinforcing the cars, making them zombie proof. Adding gates to the windows and putting broken saws on the sides to keep them from getting too close. It seems like a pretty good idea."

"All the cars?"

"Yep. Except yours. We didn't know if you wanted it."

"Wait, my car is here?

"Yes your son followed us here in it."

Emma almost leaped into the air. Her yellow bug was the only thing she loved even close to as much as she loved Henry. They have been through so much together she couldn't even imagine parting with it; she didn't even bother to ask about it fearing it was abandoned on the side of the road. "I would love if they hooked it up with some anti zombie stuff."

"I'm pretty sure that tin contraption is already zombie proof. No one or anything is getting into that thing." Both women's heads snapped to the doorway where they saw Regina standing holding a tray. "Mary Margaret, I specifically asked you to call me when she woke up."

Mary Margaret leapt up from the bed. "You're right, I'm sorry but Emma said she will be joining us to Maine."

"Oh?" Regina said walking over to the bed placing the tray on Emma's lap. "Well I'm glad to hear it." She smiled. "Mary Margaret Dear, could you go inform Henry that his mother is awake." She turned her attention to the other brunette. "But tell him she's eating so give her a moment. Oh and see if there's anything you could help the boys with. I'd like a moment with Miss Swan."

Once the other woman left the room they just stared at each other waiting for the other to speak. It was a deep silence but it wasn't awkward in the least. Emma looked down at her tray it was a fruit cocktail, obviously from a can. She stuck her spoon in and shoveled some into her mouth.

Regina cleared her throat. "Do you mind if I keep you company Miss Swan?"

Emma shook her head. "Of course not, and you can call me Emma." She said followed by a slight wink. What the hell am I doing?

The brunette smirked. "Okay Emma. Where are you from?" she asked sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Canada actually but I was here in the US visiting some friends in Ohio when everything went to shit."

"Canada, huh?" the blonde nodded. "So, you're Canadian?" the woman shook her head. "So, how'd you end up there?"

"I'm a bail bonds person. Well… was and a friend of mine needed help with catching this guy up there. I went, I loved it so I stayed." She watched as the brunette nodded thoughtfully. "What about you?"

"New York City."

"What did you do there?"

"Lawyer."

Emma whistled "Fancy."

Regina shrugged lightly. "It's not all it's cracked up to be. Any Family besides young Mr. Swan?"

Emma shook her head. "Nope. You?"

"No."

"No Mr. Mills? I find that Hard to believe."

"Why?"

Emma shrugged awkwardly "I don't know…" shit.

A knowing smirk formed across Regina's lips. "No, Mills is my maiden name. I never married much to my mother's disappointment. God rest her soul."

"Did she die during…?"

"Yep."

"I'm sorry."

"So am I and on the other hand I'm not." At the blonde's confused expression she continued. "She spent my whole life chewing out my father for every little thing… well he got sick, turned and bit back." Her eyes locked on green ones. "Don't get me wrong, not a single day goes by that I don't miss them, they were all I had but my mother… she was, well maybe its best she isn't around right now."

"I'm sorry." Emma sighed again. The brunette just nodded her thanks.

They fell into silence again. After a few moments Emma spoke up hoping to lighten the mood. "I hear Henry took a liking to you."

She watched a full smile light up the woman's face and then just like that it was gone. "He's a wonderful boy. I enjoy spending time with him."

"People say he's just like me." Emma said wagging her eyebrows, receiving a chuckle from the other woman. Shit control yourself, Swan. "You don't believe me?" the other woman just raised an eyebrow. Okay that's hot. "You'll just have to get to know me better then."

"Well I plan to." The brunette said, her voice dropping dangerously low. She smirked again when the blonde's eyes grew wide.

Either she's really flirtatious or she's actually into Emma and the blonde definitely did not see that coming. The brunette was putting it out there and Emma was just sitting there, her jaw almost hanging open. Once she snapped herself out of it she cleared her throat. "I'll be looking forward to it." real smooth Swan.

Regina hummed. "I bet you will."

Regina wasn't quite sure what it was but she found herself oddly drawn to this woman in a way she hadn't been to anyone before. She felt like she could talk to this woman who she's only known for a few days about anything and tell her everything. It was both a thrilling and scary feeling but she liked it. The young, playful, blonde officially had her attention.

As soon as Emma opened her mouth to say something a tiny, faint knock on the door frame cut her off. "Mom." A tiny voice said.

Both women looked towards the door. There stood a small child, no older than about four, with matching brown eyes and hair. "Yes sweetie?" Regina asked looking at the child.

"Graham sent me to come get you. He needs to ask you something."

"I thought you didn't have any family." Emma whispered.

"I don't. Well... biological family." Regina said simply. "His parents were friends of mine. I'll tell you the story later." She turned back to the boy. "Roland sweetie, come say Hello to Miss Swan."

He raised a tiny hand to wave as he walked into the room. "Hello." A tiny voice whispered. Emma couldn't help but smile as she was attacked with memories of Henry at that age.

"Hey kid." Emma smiled.

The little one walked right up to Regina, climbed into her lap and instantly rested his head on her chest. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed him gently. Kissing him softly on his head she whispered. "Let's go see what your uncle wants. He's such a big dummy." The little boy burst into a fit of giggles as she stood from the bed with him still in her arms. She turned back to Emma. "He's so silly, this one." she nodded towards the small child who was still giggling. "I'll send Mary Margaret for your tray and I'll see you for lunch."

Emma had no idea why but when the brunette said she was going to return it excited her. "Oh" Regina said when she reached the doorway. "Should I tell Henry you're ready to see him?" Emma nodded, she smiled. "Alright, but I want him back eventually." Emma couldn't help but grin at that as the brunette exited the room.

She had spent most of the day sitting in bed and playing cards with Henry. He had borrowed the cards from the one handed pirate guy. She seriously had to see this person. Her mind kept drifting to the beautiful brunette who sat on the edge of her bed and flirted with her for like two seconds and already sent her heart cartwheeling. The most appealing part was that the dark haired beauty knew exactly what she was doing and she was enjoying every second of making Emma sweat. Now, Emma knew there were way more important things going on besides her silly crush that she developed in a total of about ten minutes. For example a horde of zombies attacking them right now but try to tell her heart that. It had to be watching the woman interact with her small child that had the blonde hitting the floor.

A soft knock of tiny knuckles snapped her out of her thoughts. Speak of the beautiful angel. She looked up and saw Regina holding a tray and Roland hidden behind her leg peeking. Just when she thought this kid couldn't get any cuter... bam! "I told you I'd be back for lunch." Emma had to suppress a smile and gave a slight nod instead. "Roland sweetie, look who it is."

The little boy peeked again. His eyes grew two sizes when he saw Henry. "Henry!" he yelped detaching himself from his mother and running to the bed where Henry was sitting.

"Hey Roland," Henry said with a huge smile as the little boy climbed onto the bed and into his lap.

"I got a new ball." Roland practically sang. "Well it's our ball."

"Graham found a soccer ball on his run." Regina added placing the tray on Emma's lap. She turned to Henry. "Honey, I'm such a terrible mommy."

"No!" Roland protested. "You're the best mommy in the whole wide world."

She stopped and smiled at him. "Thank you sweetie." She turned back to Henry. "Well I would be a better mommy if I knew how to play soccer. Do you think you could take him outside and play with him for a while?" Both of the boy's faces lit up and they scrambled off the bed and almost flew out of the door. "Stay where David and Graham can see you!" she called after them.

"Okay." They both called back.

Shaking her head while sitting on the bed. She gestured towards the door. "I try to give Roland some kind of normalcy. I know things aren't normal anymore. He doesn't have a false sense of reality." She laughed to hersef. "He's four and knows how to fire a gun, shoot a crossbow and use a knife to cause fatal injury."

Emma whistled. "Remind me to not say no to him if he ever asks me for a cookie."

Regina chuckled shaking her head. "We don't let him handle them but in case we get separated from him or anything happens to us..."

Emma nodded. "No, I get it. But I have to let you know that he's probably out there killing my son in soccer, he's not the most athletic kid. He's never been very active and maybe it's too much junk food." When Regina just raised an eyebrow at her she added "I had no idea the world was going to end."

The brunette rolled her eyes. "Don't worry dear, we'll get Henry in excellent shape."

"I need to get whipped into shape too" Emma face palmed as soon as she said it. I can't believe I just said that. She's going to think I'm some kind of pervert. She felt fingers curl around her wrist pulling her hand from her face. When she opened her eyes they were met amused brown ones.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?" Regina sighed. Her expression turning serious.

"No." Lie. "I'm just really awkward." Half lie. "I'm like that with mostly everyone." Big, fat, lie. "Except Henry." Well at least there was some honesty.

"Okay." The brunette nodded thoughtfully. "If I ever make you feel uncomfortable please tell me."

Shit. "Yeah definitely."

With the awkwardness out the way the two women launched into a long conversation that went on for over an hour. They talked about everything from their previous lives to their current ones and what seemed to last the longest was the conversation about their sons. Emma laughed at the silly four year old things Roland did and Regina smiled at the weird preteen things twelve year old Henry did.

"Do I have that to look forward to that tiny tiger in there doing that?" Regina asked gesturing to the empty doorway.

Emma nodded. Scrunching up her nose she said "Yup and then some."

Regina playfully rolled her eyes, followed by a chuckle. "Lucky me."

Emma wasn't quite sure but she had a feeling that she was seeing a very different side of Regina Mills, A relaxed and looser version, a complete opposite of the woman who appeared in the doorway almost two days ago. Emma couldn't help but smile at the smile lighting up the other woman's face. "You should do that more often."

"What?" Regina asked, brows drawing together in confusion.

"Smile."

"I haven't had much of a reason to smile in the last year." The brunette shrugged. "Well, except for Roland."

"Now, he's a cute one. He could brighten anyone's day."

Regina hummed in agreement but when she opened her mouth she was cut off by a knock on the doorframe. They both internally growled and looked towards the doorway. Emma had to stop herself from an eyeroll when they saw Mary Margaret standing there. "Yes?" Regina asked calmly.

"Graham needs you."

"Okay" Regina said. Standing from the bed. "I'll go see what he wants." She reached over and picked up the tray. "I have to check the area tonight so I wont see you for dinner but I'll see you in the morning." She paused as if waiting for a reply and when Emma nodded she nodded back and headed out of the room.

Mary Margaret stepped into the room taking Regina's place on the bed. "So are you excited to finally get out of this bed?"

Emma groaned. "You have no idea."

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed it. I'm trying to stick to their personalities but it's hard in this AU. I really wanted their relationship to build slowly but Emma had other plans so apparently we're jumping right into it. If this chapter seemed a little dry I apologize, I was just trying to introduce the characters and who they were in this au. I'm thinking of doing flashbacks of the character's lives before the outbreak just to give a feel of who they are in the au. I decided to make Regina the leader because I don't see many stories where she's a leader. She has the ability to lead and I want to show that. What do you think of her adopting Roland? Also, who do you think Mary Margaret was talking about when she said Regina "wanted that woman like how Graham wanted her and the woman wanted her just as badly" any guesses? (Shes a character from the show). Future SQ cuteness and sexy times. Warning for future character deaths. More zombies of course. Visit me on tumblr - fullonswanqueenmode - come say hi. Anyway I won't keep you. I'll see you at the next update which will be real soon since chapter 2 is already written, just needs to be revised. Reviews are GREATLY appreciated, let me know how I'm doing.