It was dark, and very late. She shivered in the cold as she sat on the concrete slab bench, almost as if she had been waiting there all night. Just then another still figure appeared in front of her walking towards her in that sexy way she walked. Emma watched her as she approached and smiles. "I'm so glad you made it, I was wondering what kept you so long!"
The dark haired beauty smiles back. "what and miss out on spending some alone time with my sexy blond?"
Emma smirks. "Maybe not, but I sure do love my alone time with my Sexy Queen, your so beautiful."
Just then the dark haired woman sits beside Emma and their lips locked tightly together, and both were moaning. It felt as if a bolt of lightning had shot through Emma's body as the kiss became passionate and then miles away.
Emma Swan woke up sweating a moan still fading from her lips. She shivered that had been a very weird dream since when had she ever thought about kissing Regina? The town mayor? And why had she called the woman her sexy queen?
Emma lay back down with effort, but found that she was way to confused by the dream to try going back to sleep just yet. Why had she dreamed of the queen at all?
This was one dream she would be keeping to herself. And since when had she begun dreaming of woman instead of men? Why had she been kissing a woman at all?
These questions were very disturbing. Finally she rose and went to the kitchen for some coffee so that she could think more clearly and maybe clear away the cobwebs of the dream.
Was she Emma Swan gay? Was that what the dream meant to tell her? Was she into woman? And was she really attracted to the town mayor?
She sat down and took out a town newspaper which showed a pic of the mayor from the last town meeting, she looked at the pic for a moment the face trying to see if the picture brought any reactions from her.
But she sighed the picture held no answers for her. Maybe because it was of course just a picture. Maybe she needed to really look at the real Regina to access her real feelings towards the woman.
She sighed and stepped into some clothes maybe just maybe a quiet jog would tell her what she needed to know.
And it didn't really matter if she liked the queen that way or not, the queen hated her didn't she, wanted her to leave storybrook and never come back, would possible stoop to killing her even to make this happen. So what was it about the queen that turned her boat?
What was it about her that made her suddenly want to stay there longer, made her want to put her permanent roots into the town and never leave, made her want to really get to know her mayor even more then she did. She stopped when she realized the direction her thoughts had gone and headed for the park bench to think, but somebody was already sitting in the bench. Regina the very person she had been thinking about in the first place. Emma groaned inwardly, but saw the woman beckoning to her.