Ok so this is the very first story that I publish. Please be nice! :(
There are at least about 5 chapters coming up, but I haven't fully finished those yet.

It will be a light, romantic and hopfully funny story.

Enjoy!

07:45, Regina looked at the clock for the 10th time in the past 5 minutes.
Why is she always late? she thought to herself.

For the past few weeks she and Emma had developed a parenting arrangement of some sort.
After school Henry was at Emma's, in the weekends he was at Regina's. Or as she would like to call it home.

When she was about to check the time again, she heard to front door open.

"Mom!" she heard Henry yell. "I'm home!"
"Sorry we're late!" Emma quickly added.

Regina walked towards her son and his biological mother in the hallway, pretending not to have noticed their 15 minute delay.
In the past she would have made some snipey comment about Emma being immature and setting the wrong example.
But ever since the spell broke, and everyone had left her, she pretended not to have noticed in order to seem busy.
Which, unfortunately, was not the case.

She really didn't have much to do these days. She wasn't mayor anymore, her only friend Katherine had obviously left her, and her son spend half of his time either at school or with the Charmings.
So her days were now filled with reading, watching tv and of course, trying to find a way home. Not that she wanted to go home per se.
There was nothing back in the Enchanted forest waiting for her, besides jail or death maybe.
But she just wanted to know if there would be a way, in order to control it.

"That's ok." Regina replied. "I didn't even notice."

Emma looked at her curiously. Why is she letting me off that easily?
"Good." she said with some hesitation. "But so you know, it won't happen again."

Regina tried to give her a sincere smile and nodded in agreement.
"Did Henry eat already?"

"Yeah, he did." The blonde replied.
"We just had a huge family dinner. And by the amount he ate, he probably won't be hungry for the next couple of days." She joked.

"I see...I kept a leftover in case he hadn't." she lied.
The disappointment in her eyes was unmistakable. This was the third night in a row she had to eat dinner alone.
Every evening she made an extra plate for her son, in case he would be home earlier.
So far, that has not been the case.

The blonde pretended not to notice the Queen's sadness, out of respect maybe, or out of fear for a confrontation.
She really was done fighting her.
"Ok then, I ehh…gotta go. Enjoy the rest of your evening Regina" she said while making her way back to the car.

Regina turned around and was about to close the door when she suddenly was stopped by the sound of Emma's voice.
"Listen," the blonde turned around on the path "I think it might be good for Henry to have dinner together once. I mean, just the three of us.
He still has the idea we want to kill each other and stuff, but I think..."

"I'd love too." Regina interrupted.
"And you're right, it might be good for Henry."

Emma couldn't help but notice relieve in Regina's voice.
"How about Saturday then? Henry doesn't have to go to school the next day, plus you and I can maybe talk a bit after he'd gone to bed." she suggested.

Regina looked at her questionable.

"We don't want to kill each other anymore right? Or at least, I don't." Emma joked nervously.

"Sure," the Queen agreed. "And Saturday is fine. I'll see you at 5."

Emma smiled about the way the former Mayor still ordered her around.
But she knew exactly how Regina felt. It showed with every movement she made and every word that escaped her mouth. So she could handle her bossiness.
It was mask for her true feelings. Pain, loneliness, lost.

She could clearly use a friend. And what better way to ease her pain than to offer her one.
For the sake of Henry of course.