A/N - Hi everyone! This is just a short first chapter. I just wanted to get this out there before I work on more chapters. I don't have a set plan for where this story is going but it will be a long SwanQueen story. I'm just writing what feels right! I'm hoping to post at least one chapter a week. Please leave me any comments or suggestions you may have!

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Emma was finally getting settled into her new apartment. She loved her parents but she really needed to be on her own, away from their prying eyes and persistent questioning. She only moved a couple of blocks away, but the quaint two bedroom apartment offered just the right amount of room for Emma and Henry.

Emma had just finished setting up Henry's new room when there was a knock on the door. He's here already? She thought aloud. Henry wasn't due to be there for another 45 minutes. Emma quickly opened the door revealing more than just Henry behind it.

"Hey kid, you're early" Emma said, moving aside to let him in. "Hello Madam Mayor. I wasn't expecting you as well".

Regina stood before the blonde, next to their son. Emma had been attempting to avoid the brunette since their last encounter. There was only one thing she knew for sure about that night, there was wine. Lots and lots of wine, and a kiss that she couldn't stop thinking about. Since then, Emma did her best to stay far away from the brunette.

"I wanted to make sure my son would get here safely" Regina said once she regained her ability to talk.

"Our son" Emma retorted, ushering Henry into the apartment. "Would you like to come in for a drink? I have…well, water. I meant to go shopping but I haven't gotten around to it yet."

"I think I'll pass, Miss Swan. I should be going."

"Don't you want to see my new room, mom?" Henry whined.

Regina paused before answering. "Sure Henry, of course I do." Regina moved to pass by the blonde. Emma's breath hitched as she brushed past. What is going on with me? She thought.

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Regina had the feeling that Emma had been avoiding her after the two had gotten drunk together at Granny's two weeks ago. She hadn't meant to get drunk at all, losing control isn't something that she enjoys. But the wine kept flowing and she hadn't even realized her state until she stood up to leave.

That's why she made it a point to walk Henry to Emma's new place. She wanted the blonde to be forced to see her.

When Emma opened the door, Regina's stomach did a flip. The blonde was a mess, her hair was tied back into a high ponytail, golden curls reaching down to her back. She was in sweatpants and an old faded t-shirt, covered in paint. There was matching paint on her hands, in her hair, and on her face. Regina had never seen her this way. A warmth began to spread over her. No, she thought, this isn't right.

Walking past Emma, she noticed her eyes flutter for half a second. Well I could have some fun with this she thought.