Chapter One: Orphan Black

"Hi I'm Cosima." At the appearance of the girl on television, Emma jumped up and fist pumped into the air.
"I knew it! She announced as if she'd had won an argument, even though she was seated in the living room by herself. "New favorite!" she decided before sitting down again, already taking the remote to start up another episode of the show. She had just recently persuaded Regina to get them a Netflix account ("There's a lot of educational films on there for Henry") and was currently making good use of it. She watched the 'previously on' part with as much interest as the first time, even though she had seen all of it a few hours earlier.

"What's this then?" Emma startled when she heard Regina's voice behind her, almost able to hear the way her wife raised her eyebrow. Emma understood Regina's confusion: if she wasn't already completely invested in the universe of this show, she supposed it was odd to see three somewhat identical women arguing over briefcases, Germans and clones. Emma quickly paused the show, not willing to miss any of it, and turned towards her wife.

"It's this new Netflix show. It's called Orphan Black."
Regina frowned. "Wasn't that set in prison? The one with the brunette that you say reminds you of me a-"
"That's Orange is the new Black." Emma corrected her wife as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. She gestured toward the television, where the three woman were still seated in what seemed to be a rather normal living room. "This is about clones. Or that's what Alison just said. Alison is the clone in pink, she's a stressed soccer mom. Then there's Sarah, she stole Beth's identity, Beth was another clone but she killed herself. The one with the glasses is Cosima, she's new but she rocks and-"
Regina stared at Emma with a blank face, her eyebrow still raised, partly in confusion, partly in annoyance at her wife total inability to explain things correctly. Emma cleared her throat and gestured at the television screen again. "Anyway, Tatiana Maslany portrays all these clones and they're so different and it's awesome. They're genetically identical but they are still different because they've lead different lives and…"
"It's about the influence of nurture versus nature?" Regina asked, her interests suddenly peaked as she sat down next to Emma on the couch.
"Uhm. Yeah I guess you should see it that way. It also raises some other moral questions." Emma herself had briefly wondered if it would be morally wrong to support a relationship between to genetic identicals, but she knew Regina frowned upon Emma's investment in fictional relationships in general, so she didn't bring it up. Regina nodded solemnly and seemed suddenly nervous, fidgeting with the remote control beneath her fingers.
"Emma?" She asked, her voice suddenly hesitant and Emma moved closer towards her wife, feeling Regina's nervous state as if it was her own.
"Yeah."
"Doesn't it make you wonder about the person you'd be, the life you'd have without …" She paused, pursing her lips and finally letting out a silent breath. "Me."
Both women knew the question that Regina was posing, it was an issue that had been addressed many times in their relationship, but still reared its head occasionally. Emma smiled faintly and stroked her hand through Regina's hair. It was longer than when they met, it looked softer, loosened, lighter in its black tones. "I do." Emma confessed and Regina's face fell behind the mask of a smile that she still put on sometimes when she felt she needed something to hide behind.
"But…" Emma followed and gently forced Regina to look into her eyes. "I know for sure what I wouldn't have." She said with a shrug and a smile. "I wouldn't have Henry, I wouldn't have you." She smiled at the former Evil Queen that she had found herself falling in love with over the last few years. "I wouldn't trade this life for the life I could have had." Emma slowly stroked Regina's cheek and Regina smiled at her, taking her wife's hand and softly pressing a kiss to it.
"Okay. Thank you Emma, and I'm sorry." She whispered. The need to apologize had eroded away long ago, but she still said it, because she still felt it.

"Don't be, I bet there's no Netflix in the enchanted forest." Emma quipped and Regina laughed at her ridiculous, lovely wife. Emma grasped the brunette by her shoulders and pulled her towards herself.
"Watch with me?" She asked.

Regina nodded. She still didn't understand what the show was exactly supposed to be about, but she didn't care. She'd watch anything as long as it meant she could cuddle with her wife in front of the television like this.

Well, anything except for Snow White and the seven dwarfs.
She had her limits.

AN: Emma always needs new shows to watch, so send them to me in the reviews!