Once Upon An Evil Cleavage

Chapter 1: Meeting

Emma was woken by a brightly shining sun which was aiming right at her. She quietly growled; sleeping on the hard ground wasn't something she was used to do, although she had already experienced sleeping like that. Not in the Enchanted Forest with ogres, fairies and another magic being, though.

Killian was in a deep slumber, hidden in a shadow of some big tree. They'd been lying a few meters apart because Emma wasn't sure what Hook would think about any proximity.

It had been two days since king Midas had abandoned them from his realm. Who would have thought he would recognize people who were faking their positions? Emma was a princess, yes, but she could hardly claim that she was a daughter of seventeen years old Snow White and most importantly Midas' future son-in-law Prince Charming.

Hook's plan had been good, but not enough. And now they were hiding in the woods until another idea would appear. Emma got up and dusted off her dress, looking around for a possible danger. Nothing was there, except for the snoring pirate. So she decided to go for a walk. She wasn't entirely in safety, but since she had her magic again… Fortunately, returning to the fairy tale land had given her powers back.

There was a forest track, not far away from where they had their short-term camp. And it seemed unused so there couldn't go anything wrong… Emma was trying to calm down, convincing herself in her head that everything was just fine.

Right in the moment almost getting relaxed, she heard some sound and immediately turned around. By that sudden move her legs entwined with the skirt and she fell on the ground with a short but loud yelp. Her hands were dirty, her dress was dirty, and she must have looked like an idiot. Emma lifted her head and checked one more time what the sound she'd heard before was.

There was a royal carriage, getting closer and closer to her. An immediate panic settled deep inside her as she looked at a coachmen – he was strangely familiar to her and she was pretty sure she'd seen him in Henry's book, but she didn't know in which story. This was without any doubt a member of a royal guard and he seemed less friendly than those from king Midas. He at least hadn't taken them right to the guillotine which was something that both Emma and Hook kind of expected. But they'd gotten only a warning… well, more likely a threat. And Emma wouldn't have been able to do anything to save them; she maybe had her magic again, but it didn't mean she could control it better than before.

The carriage stopped next to her and she just stared it, aware of some person inside of it, but the window was too dark so she couldn't see through. When Emma realized that the door she was looking at was getting slowly opened, she started standing up.

"May I help you, dear? You seem lost."

And in that moment Emma was frozen. Not able to move, not able to raise her head up and look at the person who had spoken to her, because that voice was like a cold shower.

Regina. Emma's head was spinning around. How many times since they'd fallen through the portal did she imagine that moment? She actually was quite creative so she had so many possible scenarios of her meeting Snow, Charming, Ruby, Rumplestiltskin in her head. And there were plenty of scenes about meeting the Evil Queen as well. She knew Regina had been really cruel after Frankenstein's failure and before adopting Henry, but she refused to believe there had been no good within her. That just couldn't be possible.

Alright, time to lift your head, Swan, she told herself in her mind, and so she did.

Her first reaction was a loosened chin, slightly widened eyes and fastened heartbeat. She looked at Regina's dark hair partly hidden under a black hat, her deep brown eyes that were concealing everything good and showing only the bad things, eyes full of hatred, angst, perfidy and some sort of curiosity; then her lips, red as blood, twisted in a pensive smile; her whole face was a pure perfection as always. But then Emma started losing her breath. Regina was wearing a dark red coat with high black lapels and the biggest cleavage that Emma had ever seen. Her breasts were lifted by a corset and it wasn't everything at all. She had a freaking leather pants.

"Wow," Emma whispered and then added in her head: Who would have thought that she could look even more damn hot? If there ever had been any kind of attraction towards Hook or doubts about her attraction towards Regina… Everything was clear now.

The Evil Queen lifted her eyebrow and finally drew Emma's attention to her face. "Excuse me?"

Emma inconspicuously shook her head, trying to gather herself. "Regina… I…"

The other woman stepped closer to her, sudden rage in her face was mixing with a badly-hidden lust, and Emma wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, or the queen really looked at her hungrily, because in those dress the blonde couldn't be much appealing. "Is that a way to address the queen?"

Regina could kill her in a heartbeat or take her into some dungeon and Emma wouldn't do anything about it. This was not mayor Mills, nor Regina, mother of her son. This was a completely different person and Emma didn't know what to do, but obedience was the least she could do in the moment.

She quickly bowed and tilted her head, although she was still looking right into Regina's eyes. "Your highness… grace… I mean, Majesty… Your Majesty… Well, shit."

"I beg your pardon?" Regina raised her voice, shocked, but Emma's so-called superpower could tell her there was some amusement. "What a manners! Who raised you? A peasant?"

There she is, Emma thought and suppressed a smile. Maybe Regina didn't do anything to harm her yet, but it didn't mean she should take a risk. She had already overstepped the line. She wasn't supposed to talk to people she met in Storybrooke; that was a deal that she and Hook had agreed with.

Emma turned on her heel and started going away.

"Where do you think you're going, my dear?" Regina's tone was mischievous now and Emma knew she was going to use magic on her. She tried to shield herself somehow, but had no idea how to do it so the blonde just focused on what she needed – what she protected, as Mr. Gold had told her so many months ago.

Regina's magic got to her but never as much as the queen wished. Emma looked back at her confused face, and then ran to the deep woods.

Their camp was packed and before she could think about it, Hook stepped from behind a tree.

"What the bloody hell was that, Swan?" he immediately asked her unbelievably.

"What do you mean?"

Killian snorted. "I was looking at you two, hidden behind a bush. But I had to get out of there, pack our things, because I thought she would take you with her to her castle… Again, what was it? Why were you just standing there?"

"I fell and she just appeared –" Emma tried to explain the situation.

"It's not what I asked about," the pirate interrupted her. "You were eyeing at her like… like some… look, I know the cleavage was quite evil, but you are – "

"Hook!" she stopped him, shocked of what all he had seen. She could feel a blush spreading across her face. "Let's go."

He smirked but didn't say anything else.

Two guards came in a room where the queen was sitting in front of her mirror, curiously looking at some blond girl in it. Regina saw the way the pirate looked at her sometimes, but she had her own opinion about the blonde thanks to their meeting.

"Yes, Your Majesty?" one of the guards asked her wishes.

Regina's lips were twisted into a devilish smile. "Bring her to me."

I decided not to make this just an one-shot story, after all. Many people wanted a continuation. :) So this is going to have maybe 7 chapters or so. I've already written chapter 2 today, and I am going to write another one soon. I am not sure when I will update this fanfic; probably on Monday. As Lana would say, stay tuned. XO, BM.