Emma has watched her for a while now. She wanted to approach her but her aura is screaming "Stay Away!" and she's not sure how to start the conversation. She's tried to approach her before, even make small talk, but for some reason, there seem to be forces unseen that block all her attempts, and successfully, even to just be noticed by her. When she went to Storybrooke, it was only to visit her sister Mary Margaret. That was a month ago. Days turned into weeks because when Emma went to the diner for breakfast one day, she saw her by the counter and she looked like how she looks right now. Emma had felt the urge to go over to her that day and wrap her in a comforting hug. It was when the waitress took her order that she learned her name. Mayor Regina.
Emma glances again over Ruby's shoulder towards the bar as someone sat beside Regina. She is sitting hunched back, leaning on her left hand placed on top of the counter and swirling her glass in her right hand. There was an exchange of words with her companion and then she suddenly stood up and left. Emma followed her with her eyes and saw her walking towards the restroom. She looked back to Regina's companion and saw a worried look.
"I need to go to the restroom." Emma stood up without waiting for a reply. She paused when she reached the door and schooled her face. She entered.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Regina, right?"
"Yeah, right. Hi."
"Emma Swan. Are you OK?"
"You know I'm fine. I'm fi-"
"I heard things. In this town. So I think I should tell you that I know things about you. Many things, in fact." She's blabbing and Regina is looking at her like she has sprouted horns that she let out an awkward chuckle and looked away.
After a few seconds, Emma looked at her again with shy but understanding eyes that Regina realized what Emma meant. "Oh. You mean…"
Emma nodded sheepishly.
Regina pursed her lips and looked down at her hands as she muttered "Terrific."
"It is actually. The stories. People really like you here. They respect you, not because you're the mayor but because they genuinely like you. They're just concerned. They really like you. Some of them more so than the others."
Regina just gave a half-smile whilst continuing to look at the floor.
Emma continued. "It's just that you look upset and although I don't normally go up to strangers and make heart-to-heart talks, I thought I'll do it anyway and tell you that the stories are good. And when you're feeling better, when you've finally moved on, there will be people waiting for you." This she finished with that kind look of hers again as if she's hoping her smile will bring Regina to smile too.
Regina laughed unbelievingly. She scoffed. "You want to give me some names?"
Emma stares at her for about two seconds then suddenly leans forward and the next thing she knew, soft lips are pressing against hers and a hand is cradling her cheek. Just when she thought it was over, the pressure increases but before she could let out a moan, the pressure is gone. Regina looks at the other woman's lips before looking up to stare at the green – or is it blue – eyes.
"I think you'll know." Emma smiled and Regina thought she heard angels sing, if they're real, and watched the woman who took away her breath walk away.
Author's Note: Originally a one-shot but I made a second part.
