Hey guys, just a thing that came to me when I was at a Maroon 5 concert so I just wrote it down.

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(This story may look familiar since it's a somewhat beta'd and enhanced republish.)

"What about this shirt?" Henry asked Emma as she spun around to see.

"Yeah, that looks good," she gave him a thumbs up and nodded.

"Awesome," he said and disappeared back into his room.

Henry wanted to go to the Maroon 5 concert. Why? Good question. He didn't even listen to them that much. But as the concert got closer, Emma began to understand his sudden interest. It was because Grace was going too. She is Henry's crush. As a result, she had bought tickets to see the band for him and herself. So tonight they were going to a Maroon 5 concert simply because Henry's crush was going.

"Alright," Emma said as she put her empty coffee mug in the sink. "Ready to go?" She asked.

"Yep," Henry replied as he walked out of his room.

"Alright," Emma put her red jacket on and gathered her keys to the car.

"Ma, you have the tickets?"

"Yeah, right here," the blonde held them up for the pre-teen to see and put them back in her pocket.

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The line was longer than they had expected. Emma watched Henry look at the other people around them. Almost everybody had a Maroon 5 t-shirt. Conversations around them all centered on either their favorite song or how gorgeous the lead singer was. Emma debated whether she wanted to buy any souvenirs or snacks from the vendors surrounding them. At least it was a nice evening, not to warm or too chilly.

"Wow," Henry said as they walked into the concert hall. "This place is big!" He said as he gawked at the venue with his mouth agape.

"Yeah, I think 8000 people can fit in this place."

Once inside, they could hear various instruments coming from backstage as the band performed their sound checks.

Henry's phone bleeped and he looked at his screen.

"From the smile on your face I assume that it's Grace texting you?"

"Yeah," Henry answered absently. "She saved us a seat." He smiled.

"Aww, that's sweet."

Henry blushed and nodded. He started walking to the seats right near the front of the stage.

Finally they found his crush and Henry couldn't keep the smile from his face. He took the seat next to Grace, of course, and Emma sat next to him.

In front of the kids was a man with what looked to be his friend. They were goofing around and laughing out loud, being obnoxious. The seat right in front of Emma was still empty though, but there was a short denim jacket placed on it.

The lights dimmed, multi-colored lights started flashing and people started screaming with enthusiasm.

A dark figure entered the row and took the seat in front of the blonde. It was a woman judging by the curves of the body. The man stopped talking to his friend, however just to glare at the woman.

Emma rolled her eyes at the jerk and just focused on the concert.

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They were playing the song 'This love' and Emma heard the man in front of her sing along out loud, singing to the woman next to him. But not in a nice way.

The man was singing the part,

'This love is taking its toll on me'

Rudely, in her face.

'She said goodbye, too many times before'

He waved his hand to her like he was saying that she should fuck off.

She grabbed her jacket and left. "What an asshole." Emma mumbled to herself.

The rest of the show was very good. The guys went off stage but thankfully Henry had looked up the set list before the show so they knew that they were going to play another four songs.

"Henry, I need to pee now, before it's too busy after the show," Emma said to him.

Henry nodded and Emma walked away to the bathroom. It was surprisingly empty in the hallways of the concert hall. Only a few stragglers were around gathered at the concession stands, everyone was apparently watching the show.

Emma stepped into the bathroom, and found a woman crying. She stopped and took a second to make sure it wasn't an emergency. However, she felt her heart stop. It was her, the woman that had the seat in front of Emma, the woman that had walked away. And she was gorgeous.

Emma took a small breath and walked towards the woman slowly. "Are you okay?" Emma asked, a bit unsurely.

"I'm fine," the woman sniffled and tried to dry her eyes with her hands.

"You're in the seat in front of me," Emma informed as she stopped walking and just looked at the woman. "I… saw you leave," Emma grabbed a piece of paper and gave it to the brunette, so she could dry her eyes.

The brunette looked at her with a strange look on her face, one that Emma couldn't decipher. She looked at the scrunched up paper for a second and then slowly grabbed it from Emma's hands and started patting her eyes.

"Thank you," the brunette said surprised. "So, are you following me because of him or something?" She huffed.

Emma snorted, "As if! No, I needed to like get some fresh air." She hadn't really needed to pee; she had just needed to get away from the crowd for a breather.

"Not much fresh air in a public bathroom but, well, that's good to know," the brunette joked as she gave her a shy smile.

"I don't mean to like, be rude or anything but that guy seems like an asshole," Emma said as she crossed her arms and leaned against the sink.

The brunette smiled weakly, "well, I have to agree with you. Turns out, he's that and much worse." The woman said with sadness in her eyes.

"I'm sorry," Emma mumbled, not knowing what to say to the distraught lady. 'Wow, I really wish I could hug her right now.'

Both women were silent for a while. There was nothing more they had to say regarding the matter.

"So, what is it you do?" The brunette asked. "I can't imagine you having a desk job with those." She grinned and pointed to Emma's muscular arms.

Emma smirked and looked at her limbs which were being nicely shown off by her shirt. "I'm a firefighter." She said proudly.

The brunette's left eyebrow raised in surprise. "Well, I must say, I'm impressed."

Emma smiled at the woman and their eyes locked. "Well..." Emma said dropping her voice, "if you ever need someone to save you, just call me." She winked.

"I'll remember that," the brunette said, lowering her voice as well.

Emma smiled, "Come on" she said to the brunette. "You can stand with me instead," she smiled and nodded her head to where the concert was.

The brunette smiled and threw the tissue away, looking in the mirror.

Emma laughed out loud. "You look great," she said, taking the woman away from the mirror as she placed her hands on the woman's shoulders. Emma then moved her right hand onto the woman's cheek and moved her thumb to clean some of the leftover mascara from underneath her eye. "For someone who was just crying, you look incredibly amazing." Emma said with a wink.

"Are you flirting with me?" The brunette asked shyly.

"What if I was?" Emma asked, a small smile playing on her lips.

The woman's smile grew a little bigger. "I don't know," was the bashful response, but not once breaking the eye contact between them.

Emma giggled, "Come on." She repeated and took the woman's hand, leading her out of the bathroom.

"We could make him jealous, you know," Emma suggested as they walked back to their seats.

"Oh really?" The woman said with a smile on her face. "How? I don't even know your name." She grinned.

Emma stopped walking, and looked at the woman. "Hi, I'm Emma." Emma smiled.

The woman chuckled. "Hello, I'm Regina."

"Regina," Emma whispered. "Nice name." She said as she slowly started walking again.

"Thank you, Emma" the brunette said with a smirk.

Hand in hand they walked back. When they got to Emma's chair, she pulled Regina so that they were standing really close to each other, bodies touching. The man in the seat in front of them turned his head and noticed Regina standing next to Emma. But he acted like he couldn't care less, which made Emma livid.

Shaking her head she turned to Regina. "Who is he, anyways?" She asked as she leaned closer to the brunette's ear to be heard.

"Well, up until five minutes ago, he was my fiancé." Regina said, taking an engagement ring that looked like it had been found at the bottom of a cereal box, out off her pocket.

"Holy shit," Emma muttered as her eyes almost fell out of her skull as she saw the cheap ring. Dude didn't even have the decency to buy a proper diamond!

"I think I'm going to flush it," Regina grinned.

"Nah, I think I've got a better idea," Emma smiled.

She took the ring out of Regina's hand and tapped the man on his shoulder. He looked at her with an angry look, the scowl further marring his already unpleasant face. Emma smiled sweetly and showed him the ring. The man just looked at the ring, unconcerned, with a raised eyebrow and looked back to Emma. Emma sighed and shoved the ring into the man's breast pocket of his shirt. She turned back to Regina. She slipped her arms around the woman's waist and crashed their lips together.

Emma felt Regina gasp against her lips, but a moment later she felt the woman's arms slip around her neck. Emma smiled and Regina took advantage of that, slipping her tongue inside Emma's mouth. She held Regina tighter and her hands started to roam the brunette's back a bit.

Their tongues battled, both pushing their tongues in the other one's mouth trying to get the upper hand. The man in the row in front of them was long forgotten.

Both of the women slowly separated from the intense kiss, which was then followed by a series of short kisses pressed on each other's lips.

Emma rested their foreheads together as they tried to catch their breath, both smiling. Regina still had her arms around Emma's neck and Emma's were wrapped around the smaller woman's waist.

Emma smiled and pressed another kiss on the plump lips of the brunette.

With a smile Regina returned another kiss to Emma's lips.

Regina removed her arms from Emma's neck and rested her head on Emma's shoulder, smiling from ear to ear. She wrapped her arms around Emma's torso.

"I think I could do that every day," Emma admitted and kissed the top of Regina's head.

Emma saw the other woman bite her lip.

"Here," Regina said and gave her phone to Emma.

Emma grinned and entered her name in Regina's phone, and texted her own number so she would have Regina's as well. Giving the phone back, she wrapped her arm around the brunette's waist again.

Both women didn't let go of the other for the rest of the concert.

When the show was over, the guy in front of them left without looking back at them. Which made Emma angrier because Regina looked really sad. "He's an asshole. You deserve way better than him." She said to the brunette and pressed a kiss to the woman's temple.

Seeing Regina smile made Emma smile too. Emma wrapped her arms around the other woman again and kissed her on the lips. The kiss was sweet, longer and it was the kind that made you forget about everything and everyone around you. The kiss was slow but it went to heated, pretty fast.

"Mom?"

Emma pulled back at the sound of Henry's voice. But did not let go of the other woman.

"Yeah?" Emma asked as she turned her head around to see Henry holding Grace's hand with a big smile on his face. "Can we go and get some food? Grace's dad will pick us up and take us home again." He said.

"Um, yeah sure. Make your dad text me, okay Grace?" Emma instructed the kids.

"Awesome!" Henry said excitedly. "Thanks, Mom!" He said and walked away with Grace, hand in hand.

"You have a son?" She heard Regina ask. Emma's heart stopped for a moment.

"Yeah… I do," Emma said with an apologetic smile on her face. 'Damn, this is where she tells me she doesn't date people with kids.' Emma internally pouted.

"He looks like a wonderful kid," Regina smiled.

Emma looked surprised. She had expected Regina to turn around and run away from her. But she did the total opposite. Emma smiled and pressed her lips against the brunette's plump lips.

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