I felt like this universe deserved it's own title. I'll be adding onto it periodically but nothing regular is promised.
Summary: On her way to see her son at the emergency room Regina Mills is pulled over in a comprising position by Officer Locksely.
Her hands gripped the steering wheel so tight she could see her knuckles turning white. She was going ten, maybe fifteen over the speed limit and couldn't even bring herself to care. All she cared about was getting to her baby.
She'd been fully prepared for a night in. Henry would be enjoying a sleepover; she'd had the house all to herself. Kicked off her shoes when she came home, not even bothering to pick them up and put them in their cubby. By the time night fell she was already ten minutes into a steaming bubble bath with plans for a glass of wine and a chapter of her latest murder mystery. Leaning into the luxury of the night she'd slipped on her gray silk teddy and was reaching for the wine when her cell phone rung.
All she heard was the words "broken arm" and "emergency room" before she was sprinting out of her house with her car keys and not much else.
In retrospect she shouldn't have been surprised when she finally saw the red and blue lights in her rearview mirror. A guttural sound erupted from the back of her throat when she heard the sirens signaling her to pull over.
She didn't have time for this she needed to get to her son.
She reluctantly pulled over to the side of the road and from her side mirror she saw the police car do the same. Letting out a deep breath she tried to calm down before the officer arrived at her window.
Her eyes dropped down to her lap and widened we she saw nothing but her bare thighs and the edges of her satin panties. "Oh my god," she frantically hissed to herself.
Her eyes flashed up to the rearview mirror. The officer had already left his car and was headed toward her car. Oh god why did it have to be a man.
Her head started to swivel as she searched around her car for something to cover herself with. Finally, she opened her glove compartment and desperately spread all the old papers inside over her lap, hoping it would be enough to deter his gaze.
She'd barely covered herself when he'd tapped on the driver's window. Taking another deep breath, she slowly rolled down the window and softly greeted him. "Good evening officer."
She forced herself to face him. Her breath caught in her throat as she caught sight of his sky blue eyes. He was attractive and she hated the fact that she'd noticed. Blue eyes, dark blonde hair and a pair of dimples that flashed as he offered her a reassuring smile. Her eyes flickered down to his nametag pinned to the left side of his chest.
Officer Locksely.
"Good evening miss." His voice was warm and calm. "Do you realize that you've been speeding for the past ten minutes."
Her chin wavered as she hesitated to answer him. "Yes," she whispered timidly.
He nodded his head as he peered into the car and down onto her legs. "There seem to be a lot of papers in your lap."
She could feel her heart pounding in her ears and she slowly nodded. "Yes… that's because I don't have pants on," she drawled, her voice going low.
She could feel her cheeks begin to burn in embarrassment.
The officer's eyes widened as he nodded his head, thrown off by her answer. "And I suppose that's linked in with your speeding?"
An exasperated gasp escaped her as she nodded her head, thoroughly humiliated. "Yes actually. My son broke his arm at a sleepover I'm just trying to get to the emergency room…" She let her sentence trail hanging her head in her shame. "But that doesn't matter because I was speeding and there's no excuse for that."
For his part the officer just studied her as he leaned down into her window. She must've looked like quite a sight to him. Dressed in nothing but her silk teddy, crumpled papers in her lap, her hair pulled up in a bun at the top of her head. She couldn't imagine it was a pretty sight.
She'd be wrong.
The officer just tapped the top of her car with the palm of his hand. "I'm gonna need your license and registration."
She handed them over to him and he looked them over. His eyes flickered back to her. "I'll be right back."
She watched him head back over to his car and groaned once he was out of earshot. He was surely writing her a ticket for speeding. Just the icing on the cake for this disastrous evening. So much for a relaxing night in.
She heard him knock on her window once again and was surprised to see him holding a rolled up pair of jogging pants. Her mouth dropped open as he held them out to her.
"I promise you they're clean," he said, his lips pulling into a charming smile as she cautiously took them in her hands. "You'll probably drown in them but I imagine it's better than walking into the ER in your underwear."
A small, fluttering laughter escaped her as she dropped them into the seat next to her. A grateful smile appeared on her face as she looked up at him. "Thank you."
He nervously ran his hand over the back of his neck. "Look I understand. I have a five-year-old son at home and if I thought he was hurt I would be racing to his side in a heartbeat. But it won't do either of our kids any good if we're crashing our cars trying to get to them. I'm not gonna give you a ticket but try and stay under limit this time. I get the feeling you're too important for your son to lose."
He barely looked her in the eye as he spoke, as if he was unsure if it was his right to give her such a lecture. Despite this his words hit their intended target.
She swallowed down the lump in her throat as she nodded her head at him. "Yes. I promise to keep it legal."
He gave her one last nod before tapping the roof of her car. "You have a good night Miss Mills."
She hesitated before calling out to his retreating form. "You too Officer Locksely."
Her chest heaved with relief as she saw him get into his car and pull out into the road. Once he was out of sight she took a minute to calm down before pulling away from the curb herself. Careful to stay under the speed limit she continued down her route to the hospital, her mind now clouded with both concern for her son and a tiny bit of curiosity about the officer that had pulled her over.
As she pulled up to the emergency room and slipped on his jogging pants he still hadn't left her mind. She tried to push all thoughts of him out of her head, as she pulled her hair tie out of her bun and tied up the extra fabric around the waistband to her hip. He was right. She was drowning in his pants.
By the time she got inside Henry had already been taken care of. Given a tiny bit ibuprofen for his pain and already being fitted for his cast, he greeted her with tearstained cheeks and a smile.
She pressed several kisses to his forehead as he took in her appearance.
"Mommy whose pants are you wearing?"
TBC
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