Disclaimer:The characters aren't mine; I'm just borrowing them for a while for my own and your entertainment!
A/N: It was raining the other day and this Swan Queen idea popped into my head… Enjoy and reviews are always welcome :)
It had been raining constantly for a few days in Storybroke. The Sheriff glanced out the window then down at her shoes, Emma sighed, 'My boots aren't made for this weather.' After another uneventful day at the police station she was packing up and ready to go home. She looked down at the ringing phone then over at the clock flashing 4:59pm. Shoulders dropping, Emma picked up the phone.
"Sheriff Swan." She answered.
"Miss Swan," a voice greeted on the other line.
Emma groaned slightly, "Mayor Mills."
"We need to talk."
"Right now? I've just finished a long shift," Emma replied in annoyance.
"It's about Henry," Regina continued. "Miss Swan?" she asked after several moments of silence.
"Is he ok? Is everything alright?" Emma suddenly exploded with questions.
"Yes, yes he is fine. This is something I need to discuss with you." Regina persisted.
"I'll pick up some dinner then head over," Emma said.
"Dinner?" Regina asked hesitantly.
"With all this rain I'm not surprised if the town will lose power. I'll bring over some takeout just in case. I'll be there in twenty." Emma explained.
"Ok." Regina said then hung up.
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Regina read one of the many books she owned in an arm chair in her front living room. From the window there was a good view of the road; she absent-mindedly kept an eye on the street as more rain fell. The Mayor looked up from her book hearing an old rattly car approaching. With a quick glance out the window, she saw the yellow beetle parked outside her house. As soon as Regina reached the front door, she heard Emma knocking.
"Come in, Miss Swan." Regina greeted, holding open the door. Emma smiled as she slipped past Regina, "Where are you going?" Regina snapped, frowning.
"Dinner," Emma said over her shoulder as she continued to the kitchen.
"You came here to discuss Henry not to pig out on Chinese." Emma raised an eyebrow to Regina.
"Regina, I haven't eaten in five hours. Dinner first, then we can talk." Emma explained logically as she sat down at the island bench.
She took the two boxes from a plastic bag and pushed one towards Regina, placing a pair of chopsticks on top of the box before digging into her own. Emma glanced up, Regina was still standing in the same spot.
The blonde slurped up the noodles dangling from her mouth. "That's for you," Emma nodded towards the box across from her.
Regina smiled faintly and went to sit down at the island bench. She tentatively pulled the box towards her and looked from the takeout to the chopsticks, a small frown creasing her brow.
"Don't tell me The Evil Queen has never used chopsticks," Emma chuckled, her eyes alight with mischief.
Regina got to her feet and moved over to the cupboards. She grabbed a plate and fork then joined Emma again. She emptied the container onto the plate and began to eat.
"Gee, Emma how was your day?" Emma asked teasingly before answering her own questions. "It was just swell, Regina. How was your day?" "Absolutely super. I took loads of calls and did other Mayor stuff." Emma answered for Regina when it became apparent she wasn't going to answer the blonde.
"Mayor stuff?" Regina repeated, stabbing the noodles with her fork.
"Come on Regina. Relax, you are off duty." Emma whined.
"Off duty? You sound like your father!" Regina scoffed.
"I do not." Emma muttered, throwing the chopsticks into the empty Chinese box. Regina smiled faintly and relaxed back in the chair. Regina quickly finished her meal then carried her plate across to the sink and stacked it in the dishwasher.
"Shall we adjourn to the study?" Emma rose to her feet and held up the empty noodle box. Regina opened a cupboard door to reveal the rubbish bin. The blonde dumped the box and followed Regina into the next room.
"Drink?" Regina offered, glancing over her shoulder.
"Yes, thanks." Emma replied. Regina quickly poured liquor into two glasses and handed one to Emma. She smiled her thanks and sat down on the couch.
"Rum?" Emma questioned, indicating to the glass in her hand.
"I don't' do rum," Regina snipped.
"Right," Emma said sarcastically. Regina looked up and glared at Emma. "You said you wanted to talk about Henry," Emma said changing the subject.
"Yes," Regina answered. She cleared her throat and put down her glass. "Henry's grades at school are dropping. He is spending too much time with you. He needs to be focused on his studies." Regina stated.
"His grades are fine," Emma retorted, waving her hand around.
"This is no joking matter, Miss Swan." Regina snapped. "He needs to be focused without any distractions." She continued.
"Are you warning me off?" Emma said angrily. "He is my son! I will see him as much as I want to." Emma snapped, jumping to her feet. She began to fume as Regina stared at her blankly. Shaking her head, Emma moved for the door.
"No, wait!" Regina cried. "Please don't go," she whispered. Emma turned around and smiled faintly.
"I don't think I could if I wanted to," Emma giggled. She sensed a change in Regina and smiled to herself. 'Maybe, just maybe she feels the same,' Emma hoped. Regina frowned at Emma's remark.
"Pardon?" she muttered.
"The rain," Emma explained. She decided this was her only chance to tell Regina how she felt. "Regina, there is something I need to tell you," she muttered.
"Yes?" Regina gasped.
"I like you, more than I probably should." Emma continued softly.