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Hey guys! So this is my first ever fic, let alone swanqueen fic, so any helpful criticism is welcomed, please be gentle :P This will probably be a short-ish story, so I'm aiming for at least 5 chapters, maybe 10 depending on where this story takes me! Also a huge thank you to un-rustledjimmies for betaing for me, also you guys should totally check out her fics, they are amazing!

Disclaimer- I own nothing to do with the Once Upon A Time tv shows, including it's amazing characters and storyline.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Regina stood in the doorway of the station, her piercing eyes surveying every corner of the office. She wasn't here. Of course not. Sighing, the brunette walked further into the room, curling her lip in disgust at the empty Styrofoam cups and half eaten burgers littering the station's desks. Inside the office, her eyes fell on Emma's desk. She smirked. Trust the blonde to clean her desk and not the rest of the station. The laugh bubbled out of her throat, shattering the silence and startling her. Why was she laughing at Emma's selective tidiness? She rolled her eyes, strode into the office and pushed the woman to the back of her mind. She pulled put the chair and decided to wait for Emma, she should be here soon, God knows the town didn't have many criminals other than those damn "lost boys" and the occasionally drunk Dwarf. Regina crossed her legs, heel tapping against the mahogany desks' backboard. She'd picked it out after blatantly refusing Emma to keep the creaking steel folding table contraption that once graced the sheriff's precinct.

She contented herself to straighten the pens and arrange them by length on the desk, moving onto he paper work. Sighing at the lack of paper clips available, she opened a drawer in search for more, but instead pulled out a plastic container holding brownies of all things, with a barely legible scrawled sign on the lid, "do not eat". Regina's lips quirked at Emma's attempt of hiding the sugary dessert, and so she placed in on the desk - content to have the woman walk in and see that she had found her secret stash. Better yet, let her find Regina had eaten one. Plus, it was nothing a short walk would burn off anyhow. She snapped open the lid, an unplaceable but familiar smell hitting her in the face before the tell-tale aroma of chocolaty goodness assaulted her nostrils. She licked her lips and plucked one out between her perfectly manicured fingers, and delicately bit into the brownie's crunchy side. It was sooooo good. Mindlessly, Regina stood, pondering through the sheriff's files, whether out of curiosity or simple boredom, she wasn't quite sure. Taking a seat in Emma's chair, Regina opened the bottom drawer, pulling out a file that looked exactly like the one she had Sidney construct all those years ago. Opening it, handfuls of photographs of the very woman she was waiting for fell onto the desk's wooden surface, perfect. Smirking, Regina reached for another brownie and began thumbing through the photographs available.

It wasn't until Emma walked in, muttering something along the lines of "dealing with the evidence" under her breath, that she realised she'd eaten the entire container. Emma faltered as she saw Regina smiling at her. Had she done something? Why was she here? Crap, she'd forgotten to get Henry that damn book. "Look, Regina, I'm sorry. I'll get the bo-" Her eyes fell to the empty container between them on the desk, and then to the photos clasped in the woman's fingers, "did you eat the brownies!?" After a second to process, Regina laughed and nodded, smiling almost goofily at her, "You should really find more inventive hiding places, Miss Swan" Emma's face paled as she leapt forward, snatching the container. "Regina! You just ate the evidence! Didn't you read the sign!" Regina rolled her eyes, "Of course I read the sign, Sheriff, I'm not an imbecile. Though you must think differently of me." Emma stared, "They were delicious by the way." the woman across from her stood gaping, her green eyes wide and unblinking. They were really rather green, "Just like a frog." Regina balked and Emma's mouth curled upwards as a laugh rose from her throat, cutting through Regina's stupor. "What is so funny? Miss Swan." She didn't know why the woman went with swan, swans were graceful "like dancers and you can't dance Emma. I've seen you. It's so funny" Now, Regina was laughing as well, Emma continuing - wiping tears from her eyes as she attempted to calm down. "You have no idea, do you?" "No idea of what, Swan?" "they were pot brownies, Regina. I confiscated them from the lost boys after I was called into a disturbance" "That's ridiculous. I would know if I was high, Sherriff. I feel completely fine. Did you know that one time I had a dream that I transformed myself into a moth and laid eggs in your mother's ears?" What kind of ridiculous prank was Emma getting at. She was not high.

Emma levelled a look at her that persuaded the brunette to rethink over what she had just said. Oh. Then she thought back to what Emma ha said earlier, Regina's smile melted, an angry look passing over her face. "Why didn't you put it in the evidence locker then!?" Emma doubled over, clutching her stomach, " because I hadn't confiscated all of them yet! I was getting the rest today!" She continued to laugh as Regina's face paled at the realisation she had in fact eaten pot brownies. "But... I didn't... Emma stop laughing! What am I going to do!" Emma hiccupped and pulled a straight face, smirking slightly, "you'll just have to ride it out your majesty", she giggled as Regina's face turned into one of dismay, "but you'll want to stay home for tonight, which means no town meeting", Regina groaned and slid down in the chair, covering her face in horror. "Emmaaaaaa this is a disaster, I can't do drugs! I'm the mayor! More to the point a queen! I can't ... Emma please you have to help me", she stared at Emma imploringly, watching Emma's resolve crumbling beneath her eyes, "you obviously know how to deal with..." She waved her hand at herself haphazardly "...this". Emma groaned and walked around the desk, helping Regina to her feet, "come on then, let's get you home". Regina pouted again, allowing herself to be pulled along by the blonde. She wouldn't admit it, but she secretly liked that Emma was acting a little dominating over her, the thought a little arousing. Regina's face flushed crimson at the thought and she desperately tried to break the skin contact between her and Emma, but to no avail. Emma just gripped her tightly. As they neared the exit Regina saw Snow throwing bread crumbs into the air for the pigeons, and a thought struck her. "Do you think birds ever wish they were humans? We wish we could fly, so I don't see why they wouldn't wish they were people." Emma's grin returned as she bit her lip to stifle her laughter, "I don't know, maybe you're on to something Regina". Regina smiled in triumph, almost strutting beside the sheriff, "yes, I suppose I might be. Although your mother certainly treats them as dim witted creatures, throwing bread at them like that. What if they wanted an apple? Apples are lovely, especially my apples, don't you think Emma?" Emma smirked, "Yes Regina, your apples are positively delicious". Regina looked at Emma quizzically, surprised at the not so subtle innuendo. I mean Emma? Hitting on Regina? Nonsense! And Regina liking it? Inconceivable. Then why were Regina's cheeks flaming? She shrugged at put it down the brownies, it could only be them. There was no innuendo in Emma's words; it was just the brownies muddling her brain. Wasn't it?

Whew first chapter out of the way, I will hopefully get the next chapter up in the next few days. Thanks for reading!