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2: Give and Take

"You want to go on a date?" Emma inquired, holding onto Regina in their bed while Regina focused on a budget request that did not make sense.

She did not understand why the Business Bureau thought they needed such an increase. She looked at some of the names in the department and they did not look familiar in the sense that they worked there. These were new hires and she did not understand why the department expanded. There should not be new people working there, especially considering these were close servants to royals, who felt they were too good for the jobs the Curse had given them. She would have to ask Kathryn about it.

"Hey, Regina, you want to go on a date?" Emma repeated, pulling Regina a little tighter.

Regina blinked and turned to her partner. "Excuse me?" Random did not even begin to cover the question. "Is that the name of a new television show?" She nodded toward the television hanging over the dresser. She never liked having one in the bedroom, but Emma wanted it and it used to belong to Emma. She knew all too well what it felt like to move and leave behind any and everything that held meaning. She did her best not to do that to Emma.

Emma snorted. "No, you workaholic. I'm asking if you want to go on a date. Granny volunteered to watch the duckling. Actually, this was her idea. I think Ruby's getting on her nerves or something."

Regina frowned a little, even though it was little more than an act. "Oh, and we're meant to take Ruby off of her hands while she enjoys our angel of a son?" That did not sound like a date. It sounded like hanging out with Emma's friends.

Emma could not help snickering. Hell, Ruby would probably snicker if she heard the question. She had come to like Regina's snootiness and cankerous nature. Regina was not sure what that said about Ruby, but she supposed it was good for her partner's best friend to like her without wanting her to change.

"No, we're meant…" Emma chuckled more as she repeated Regina's words and held up her hands as best she could in surrender. "I can't. We're going to let Granny watch Nathan, so you can get more comfortable with the idea of people watching him, so we can do this baby-moon thing sometime before the kid is one."

Ah, so this was Emma's way of reminding her of the trip they had put off several times already. Well, not really "they." Regina put it off. She had her reasons.

How was she supposed to be comfortable with the idea of leaving their sons behind while they went on a vacation? How was she supposed to have fun with their children so far from them? She could not talk herself into it and Emma had yet to find the words to do it either.

"I am fine with the idea of Granny watching Nathan." Granny was their go-to babysitter for several reasons. One of the biggest was just in case Nathan showed any signs of magic. It was quite possible for him to have magic and Regina wanted to be prepared if his magic manifested itself.

Granny was probably the only person they knew who would not freak out and had experience with a magical child. Of course, when they explained this to Snow, the whiny little cow almost put her foot in her mouth about why she had not been able to raise her magical child. While she was correct, Regina still almost struck her with lightning. Once again, Emma had saved the situation.

"So, it's the date part that's got you all flustered?" Emma asked, a cheeky smile on her face. She was entirely too comfortable in mocking Regina now.

"You know I don't mind going on a date with you. It has to be some punishment from the heavens," Regina replied. She tolerated many things from Emma that would get any other person drawn and quartered.

Nodding, Emma tucked her chin into her hand and pretended to think on the matter. "Oh, you don't want to hang out with anyone."

Regina frowned. She did not mind it, really, but whenever they went out on a double-date or even to hang it, it was always Emma's friends. It was not Emma's fault. Regina barely had three friends. They were all single, too. Kathryn would not mind a double-date, but Frederick was not the most interesting person to sit across from when out and trying to have a good time. In fact, Regina was not sure what Kathryn saw in the man beyond him being a brave knight and physically impressive.

"If I go out on a date, I would like it to be just the two of us, sometimes," Regina replied in a measured tone. She did not want to sound upset, even though she was on her way to feeling that way. Emma rarely purposed a date between the two of them, as if she needed buffers between them when they were outside. Did Emma fear they would discover they had little in common and then fall apart? She was not sure, but it would take more than that to get rid of her and she was more than certain it would take more than that to get rid of Emma.

Emma winced. "Uh… Okay. I can make that happen. But, can we do this thing first?"

Regina stared hard at her lover, watching her squirm. It was all an act. Despite appearances and Regina wishing things were otherwise, Emma had her wrapped around her little finger. They would do this thing and if Emma did not remember to take her on a date alone in the next couple of weeks, it would not matter. In fact, Emma could even ask Regina out on another double or mass date and Regina would go right along with it because it was Emma. Regina wanted to mind Emma having such power over her, but it was impossible.

"Where do you want to go for our date?" Emma asked with a smile.

"Let's get this group date out of the way first," Regina replied. She would see if Emma remembered they should go on a regular date after that.

"Okay. You want to invite anybody? Kathryn can come."

Regina waved the suggestion off. "I think we all know Frederick won't want to hang out with a group of bisexual women." This was another reason why Regina and Kathryn did not double-date.

Emma blinked. "Holy shit, we are all bisexual."

Regina arched an eyebrow. "Did you never notice this?" She should not find the odd naivety about Emma adorable, but she did. One of the biggest clues that she was totally and foolishly in love. She did not mind.

Emma rubbed her forehead, as if the information needed to sink in. "It never occurred to me. Is that normal in the Enchanted Forest? I mean, this seems like a lot of bisexuals."

Regina pursed her lips. "Well, I wouldn't say 'normal' as if it was something everyone did. The Enchanted Forest being in another realm meant we did not have the same values as this realm, including thoughts on sex and coupling. There were certain constraints on sexuality. Being attracted to both sexes wasn't one of them, so being bisexual wasn't a problem or something to talk about. It just was. You have to remember, this was a place where your True Love might be a sentient frog or a mule or, hell, even turned into a tree. You got a little lucky if they just happened to be the same sex."

Emma nodded, but she scratched her forehead more as wrinkles appeared. There was something on her mind, but it took her a few seconds to get it out. "Then, why the hell did Ruby leave here to go search other realms for someone like her?"

Regina shrugged. "You think I could pretend to know how the mind of your friend works? She's best friends with Snow White for crying out loud. She's clearly not the brightest bulb in the pack." When she found out Ruby left to find "others like her," she did not understand the reasoning there and hoped Ruby was actually looking for other werewolves. It made more sense than her seeking out other bisexuals. They were more common in the Enchanted Forest than in this realm.

"Hey, she's my best friend, too!" Emma gave her a light shove, jostling her work a little.

"Says something about you that you share best friends with your overbearing mother." Regina sniffed as she began putting away her papers, sticking them in folders. It would keep until tomorrow. Emma clearly needed attention right now.

"You know you love my overbearing mother!" Emma grinned.

Regina snorted, placed her folders on her nightstand, and turned to face her partner. Emma did not even give her a chance to say anything, pulling her close. She threw a leg over Emma's hips and Emma's hand went immediately to her ass. Regina put a hand to Emma's cheek and held herself up a little, making sure their breasts did not touch. Emma pouted a little, but gave Regina's ass a squeeze and smiled, so apparently everything was all right.

"Where do you want to go for our date? We never pick for doubles, but I want to take you somewhere you'll enjoy when it's just the two of us," Emma said.

Regina smiled. "You know I'll enjoy anywhere we are together."

Hazel eyes rolled as Emma scoffed. "Yeah, like when I took you to that new barbecue place. You glared at me the whole night."

"You were a mess!" Honestly, a barbecue place was not somewhere one took a queen for a date, but Regina had not minded much. It was more distracting than anything else. How was she supposed to eat when all she wanted to do was lick the barbecue sauce from around Emma's mouth? It did not help that date was barely a month after she had Nathan, so they had not been having sex, but very much wanted to be having sex.

"It was so good!" Emma groaned and her eyes rolled up in the back of her head. "Me and Henry go there whenever you don't cook, you know?"

Regina scoffed. Yes, she knew. Henry loved it and always told her about it. He also liked to bring her kabobs, which she very much enjoyed. She liked the food. She believed that was more leftovers from her pregnancy, but she did not join them at the restaurant again. She liked that Emma and Henry had a thing they did together. They deserved bonding time and activities.

"So, where do you want to go?" Emma asked, hands roaming from Regina's ass to her hips to her stomach back to her ass.

Regina smirked. "Down." She kissed Emma's neck.

"Oh, I like when you go there." Emma wiggled and her hand slid to Regina's breast, barely kneading it.

Regina hissed, almost bit her tongue as it felt like a thousand pins were stabbed into her nipple, and turned her head to hide the pain she knew was on her face. "Damn it."

"Shit. Sorry!" Emma sat up, dropping Regina into her lap. "I am so sorry." She caressed Regina's back, like they would do to soothe Nathan. It helped and it did not help. The pain subsided on its own, but it was nice to have someone who wanted to comfort her. Regina could not remember the last time she had been genuinely comforted before Emma became her partner.

"It's okay, my love." Regina shook her head and held Emma's biceps, massaging the muscles with her thumbs as a way to let Emma know she was okay. It did not hurt, really. It was more like a sting, jarring in the moment. "I know you didn't mean it."

Emma still pouted. "I can't believe how sensitive they are."

Regina shook her head once more. Why had she decided to breastfeed? She already knew it would be a nightmare from when she was pregnant. Her breasts were sore all the time. She could not imagine Nathan actually latching on at this point. When he once accidentally hit her in the chest, she almost dropped him.

"I want to kiss them," Emma said and kissed Regina's ribs while still rubbing her back.

"I want you to as well." Regina pulled away a little. "But, not right now."

Emma whimpered, very much like a little puppy. Regina went in for a kiss, swallowing the end of the sound. The plan was to kiss until Emma forgot about where she actually wanted her lips, but Nathan solved the whole issue for them. Cries erupted through the baby monitor and they jumped apart.

"What? Why is he not asleep?" Emma groaned, glancing over at the alarm clock. She constantly teased Regina for even owning an alarm clock. Apparently, the rest of the "civilized" world used their phones for alarms.

"Because he knows his mama is about to get laid," Regina replied with a grin.

Emma chuckled. "That sounds about right. I got him."

Regina did not argue. She had Nathan all day and she knew Emma appreciated these moments. So, she settled back into bed while Emma went to take care of their baby. The idea made her smile and the expression only grew as she heard Emma through the baby monitor.

"Duckling, what's the matter? Mom left you plenty of milk. In fact, your dinner ruined my nightcap, so you have no right to complain. If anything, I should be crying." There was a shuffling noise, Nathan crying more, and then Emma cooed. "Hey, it's okay, lil guy. I'm not really mad at you."

Nathan did not seem convinced, still bawling. Regina imagined he had huge, fat tears on his cheeks. Emma dubbed it his "ugly cry," and he saved it for the occasions when he was exceptionally cross for no real reason.

Emma cooed more and then began humming a tune. It took Regina a minute, but she recognized it. Only Emma would assume Paint It Black was an appropriate lullaby. And, of course, proving just how much her son he was, Nathan eventually settled and made little bird noises as Emma sang. Regina sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, but she could feel the smile threatening to split her face open.

"He really is just a mini-Emma." She would never mind. She hoped he stayed that way, hoped he always had a connection to Emma.

-8-8-8-8-

Henry had friends and interacted with a lot of kids his own age now, so he understood it was normal to think his parents were gross, but his parents were gross. They had a date, or something, and his mom wanted to make sure everything was in place for when Granny babysat Nathan. Unfortunately, his ma had other plans, so now they were in the kitchen, cuddled together, and giggling. His mom was actually giggling.

"Could you guys be gross in your room?" Henry asked with a grin from the dining room. The expression was to avoid getting sent to his room for rudeness. He wanted to go in the kitchen for something to drink, but was scared to get closer. He had made the mistake of surprising his mothers when they were snuggled up before and none of them wanted to relive that moment.

"We don't have time," Regina replied as Emma eased away from her. They were both dressed for a night out, but it did not look like it was the same event. His mom was dressed in a cobalt-colored, sleeveless dress that stopped at her knees in the front, but the back cascaded down to her calves. Emma had on tight black jeans with her high boots, a red button down shirt, and her leather jacket was waiting by the front door. The only place they could be going where they would both fit in was eighth grade prom as far as Henry could tell.

"Granny's not even here yet," Emma pointed out. She reached for Regina's hand, running her fingers down Regina's bare arm.

"No, because if she was, she'd be scolding you both over your display and scarring me for life," Henry said. Sometimes, he thought they thought he was deaf and sometimes he wished he was. Of course, he knew from his friends, a lot of the stuff he saw was tame. And, not that he would ever say it to his mothers, he liked that they were lovey-dovey. They loved each other and they both deserved love and happiness. Not to mention, their affection for each other would keep their family together. He loved them and their family.

Regina turned and gave him a proper stare down. "Keep it up, my friend, and you'll be spending your night with Granny rather than your friends." She had agreed to let Henry have a night out as long as he was home by ten. He was lucky to have Emma advocate for him because Regina was at a point where she wanted to cover him in bubble wrap, put him in plastic, then in a bubble, and tether the bubble to the basement to make sure he was safe for the rest of his days. There were moments when he could seriously see his mom considering that option, but Emma was always there to talk her down. I gotta stop getting kidnapped so much. Not that he had been kidnapped recently.

"I'm just telling the truth. You both are gross," Henry said with another grin.

Despite the teasing, Henry understood how essential Emma was to their household and he loved how "gross" his mothers were. It was wonderful to see them so in love and so happy to work as a unit. He loved how Emma tampered back his mom's overprotectiveness and how his mom pulled back Emma's recklessness. He could hardly describe how it felt to have them both refer to him and Nathan as their sons, not "my son" or any distinction between them despite who was biologically linked to whom. It was through this he truly learned what family was and it was nothing like he thought it was, but it was everything he thought it was.

Family was not blood. Family was a bond. An unbreakable bond that was always there and made family always be there for each other. Family was love, comfort, and safety. Family was a wonderful thing.

A knock at the door distracted his mothers enough for Henry to get his drink and not end up talking himself out of time with his friends, because like his mothers there were times where he could not shut up without help. Granny was there, so it was time for everyone to get going.

"Hey, Nathan, you make sure Granny has to work for that ten bucks an hour," Emma said, kissing his forehead. She gave Granny a wink.

Granny scoffed. "Don't worry. The second he shows signs of magic, I'm not telling you."

"Don't worry. We've got backup." Emma gave another wink.

Granny's face scrunched up and then her face dawned in realization. "Maleficent not going out with you lot, then?"

"She thinks she'll cramp Lily's style," Emma said.

"You're taking Lily, but not Maleficent? I thought Maleficent was the one you liked," Granny replied.

Emma shrugged. Henry doubted his ma would ever be comfortable with Lily, but his mom had a relationship with both Maleficent and her daughter. So, Emma tried to put up with Lily for Regina's sake. Henry liked that, knowing his ma was trying to be patient and help Regina make friends. He hoped Lily never said or did anything that resulted in Emma punching her in the face. It would make things impossibly messy, especially since Maleficent was Nathan's godmother, much to his grandmother's dismay.

As if talking them up, which Henry thought might be possible, Maleficent and Lily came to the door at that moment. Maleficent went right for Henry, dashing by her so-called friends. In the few months since she had been around, she seemed to like him well enough, hugging him as greeting, whether he liked it or not. He had no problem with it sometimes, but she also did it when he had company and she did not understand it was embarrassing.

"You should stay and help with the baby," Maleficent said as she let Henry go from a bone-crushing embrace.

"No, Henry should go out and have a life, like his mothers need to do," Emma said, putting her hand on the small of Regina's back to lead her out of the house. She grabbed her leather jacket as they got to the door and probably missed Regina rolling her eyes.

"Bye!" Henry waved to Granny, Maleficent, and Nathan. Nathan giggled and then blew a raspberry at him, as if that counted as a farewell. Babies were weird, which was something Henry learned from his uncle, but Nathan reinforced it.

Henry was gone before his mothers, able to walk to his friend's house. He almost skipped there. He could not remember ever being this happy. Having a whole family, it was beyond anything he could think of. It was truly amazing. He would cherish it forever.

-8-8-8-8-

"This is what we're doing? Pretending we're not out of place and not over thirty?" Regina asked as their group strolled into the only lesbian club Storybrooke had to offer. Regina had so many questions, but the way Emma squeezed her around the waist made her forget them. It did not make her forget they would be well out of place at any club, though.

"Over thirty?" Ruby scoffed and put an offended hand to her chest as if she was not actually the second-oldest among them. That did not stop her from wearing a crimson dress that was very nearly a handkerchief. Needless to say, she looked amazing and very ready for the club.

"Bite your tongue!" Lily swatted Regina's shoulder, the one away from Emma. Emma and Lily probably would never be friends again, but they tolerated each other for Regina's sake. Regina appreciated the effort from both of them.

"Some of us are young at heart, Grandma," Emma remarked, leaning in. She nipped Regina's earlobe. A spark danced through Regina.

"We just want to check it out. None of us got a chance to enjoy the gay scene in Storybrooke really. Besides, Mulan is our ticket in. Totally under thirty." Ruby held her hand up for a high-five and Mulan gave her one, but being the adorable, awkward social creature she was, it was like watching a long-limbed puppy give a high-five.

"Barely under thirty and in a committed relationship like most of us," Regina countered. "Not exactly club material."

Mulan squinted. "How does age factor into this?" She was dressed quite dapper in a slim fit blue suit with a white shirt that had a gold collar. A men's gold watch adorned her wrist and she had a fedora hat. They might need to pull Mulan out of the club eventually.

"You'll see when you have infants hanging on your broad shoulders desiring to buy you a drink or pull your toward the bathroom," Regina replied. She hoped someone gave Marian a pep talk about how popular her girlfriend would be in the lesbian scene. She glanced at Emma. I might have to give myself that talk.

Lily arched an eyebrow. "You seem to know an awful lot about this little slice of lesbian heaven, Grandma."

Regina narrowed her gaze on Lily. "Watch it, you. Your mother technically isn't the only one babysitting tonight."

Lily probably had something smart to say, but wisely bit her tongue. They were quickly ushered into the club. The bouncer actually grinned at them and waved them in. "Make sure you ladies let the bartender know your drinks are on the house. We're happy to have you!"

"Oh, we got celebrity status!" Ruby cheered, throwing her arms up. She almost popped out of her red, sleeveless sheath.

"Well, she might be over thirty, but like most of us, Ruby's young at heart," Emma remarked.

"This is a lot of people," Marian muttered as they took in the club. Her dress matched Mulan's outfit in color and she had on nice heels, but not very high. Her hair was done as perfect as always and she wore little makeup. All right, someone might need to warn Mulan how popular her girlfriend would probably be in the lesbian scene.

"Not really. I've been to much bigger clubs," Lily said before she rushed off and melted into the sea of women, going to dance.

Regina suspected that was all Ruby wanted to do, as she dragged Dorothy out onto the dance floor without even getting a drink. Marian pulled Mulan away. Regina could hardly imagine Mulan dancing.

"You want to dance?" Emma asked, nodding toward the crowd of moving ladies.

Regina tried her best not to frown. This was the type of place Emma would enjoy. Unfortunately, it was not her speed. There were too many people and the music was too loud. In a way, it reminded her of royals balls, which she despised. She did not want to ruin the night, though.

"I'll find us a table. You can go dance," Regina said. She would not be happy to see another woman dancing with Emma either, but something had to give. She did not want to stand in the way of Emma having a good time.

Emma pulled her close. "You're kidding, right? I'm out with you. I want to be with you."

Regina sighed. She supposed that meant she was dancing. She expected to hate it. She expected to put up with glares from people who still were not ready to forgive her or accept her. She expected to want to leave, but endured the torture for Emma. One day, she would have to learn to stop always expecting the worst. It barely took a few minutes for her to enjoy herself as much as Emma. What was not to enjoy with the bass thumping through her and Emma's perfect form pressed against her?

They danced for what felt like hours, working up a gentle glow visible even under the club's low lighting. There were laughs and drinks and smiles. Despite the fact that most of the women there were younger than they all were, they cheered the group on, welcomed them like they belonged. It was wonderful. They worked up an appetite eventually. Of course, Ruby knew the perfect place to go eat.

"I swear if you take us to Granny's," Emma said, shaking her fist at her best friend as they exited the club.

Ruby snorted. "Oh, please. Like I really want to go to work after all of that and Granny's isn't even open at this time. No, it's a really cool place. I mean, maybe not good enough for Her Majesty, but us plebs will like it."

Regina rolled her eyes, but did not say anything. There was always a chance she would not like the place because she was used to the finer things in life. What Ruby never seemed to get was that most of the time, Regina could also enjoy the same things "regular" people would like. Hell, sometimes she even surprised herself, like with dancing.

They piled into their cars, Regina driving, following behind Ruby in Emma's car, as Ruby still did not have a car. They pulled up to a little diner on the edge of town. Regina was familiar with the place, but she never ate there.

"This place has awesome food and it gets a lot of business from the club across the street," Ruby said, pointing across the way. There was another club, music just loud enough for them to hear with people going into it as well as spilling out of it.

"You know all about that club, don't you?" Emma smirked at Ruby.

"Don't make me have my girl bench press you," Ruby replied.

Emma rolled her eyes, even though Dorothy probably could do that. The witch hunter was pure muscle. "I have a partner who could literally peel you like a banana right now. Do you want to go down that road?"

Ruby did not back down. "I could tell your partner you're familiar with this dinner."

"I'm not surprised. If the place has grease in it, Emma knows it," Regina commented in a dry tone.

They marched into the diner, finding it halfway full, even though it was after midnight. There were people who clearly had been at the club across the street, young women in short dresses and young men dressed like they were going to a house party. Regina would never understand the dress code for young people in this realm. There were times she noticed girls looked like they were going to have tea with the Queen and their gentlemen suitors looked like they were going bowling. Henry would never be one of those if she had anything to say about it, unless she let Emma give him dating advice, which she would try very hard not to do.

They all sat, even though the hostess paused for a moment to take in their group, outright staring at Regina for a long moment. Regina wondered if she would be asked to leave, but there was no animosity in the hostess. She even smiled at them while informing them the waiter would be there soon. The waiter was full of energy and took their orders with gusto and a grin, even as he saw Regina. Apparently, saving them all from the Wicked Witch went a long way.

"We should've brought Tink. She would've enjoyed this," Regina said.

"Probably," Emma agreed.

Regina did not usually invite Tinker Bell out to these group outings because it was always couples. Lily was a last minute addition here with Maleficent asking if she would help Lily be a little more social with the locals. Now that Regina thought about it, Tinker Bell would not mind, or even think about being out with couples, if they did things like they did tonight. Besides, Tink never thought of herself as awkward and powered through every situation like she was normal, like she belonged. Yes, I'll definitely invite her next time.

"I'm back with everyone's drinks," the waiter announced as he put the beverages down. He took their food orders after.

There were fruity drinks and laughter as they waited for dinner. Despite the fact that they were an odd mix, the conversation flowed. Sure, it was mostly absolute nonsense, mostly Ruby and Emma coming up with a bizarre "kill, fuck, marry" game. They could not possibly get more immature, but everyone laughed, even her every now and then, hell, even Mulan, who was probably lost through most of the conversation. It was nice. The only hiccup, she glanced across the room and noticed Robin.

Robin was there with a girl who probably just graduated high school. Her dress hardly covered anything and he was dressed like he was about to go to the corner store. What could she possibly see in him? It was easy to guess what he saw in her. Regina could only guess he traded on his name to find dates. He had to go with young ladies, who didn't follow the town gossip yet, whose worlds were still revolved around social media, school, and ignoring anything the adults in town might be doing.

Robin did not notice Regina or Marian, for that matter. He was enamored with his youngster, holding her close and whispering to her. Regina did not say anything. It was not until he was leaving that he noticed them and he did not decide to remain silent.

"Oh, I didn't know this place catered to degenerates," Robin said, glaring directly at Regina and then glancing at Marian.

"They let you in, so it should've been obvious," Regina replied as cool as could be. She forgot her company. Four of her table-mates, including her partner, erupted into hoots and banged on the table. It was not her best insult by far, but they made it seem worse and Robin's face turned bright red as other people turned to see what was going on.

Robin's face pulled into a sneer. "You think you're so clever."

"It's not difficult when my opponent barely has enough intellect to comprehend what I am currently implying." She smirked as she watched him calculate her words, his mouth set in a frown, and a twitch in his eyebrow. She was not interested in going back in forth with him. "Perhaps it would be best if you continued on your way. I don't think you want the Sheriff or her deputy to have to ask your friend her age."

Emma and Mulan exchanged a glance. What were the odds Robin took time to learn the laws of the land after his divorce from Marian and his failed attempt to get his parental rights to Nathan restored? Emma pinned the young woman with a look.

"How old are you?" Emma inquired and it was a legitimate question.

The young woman held up her hands. "I promise I'm twenty. We just came out of the club and I had to show ID there. I have a full time job and everything. And I'll also get him out of your hair. Have a good evening, Madam Mayor. Sheriff." She wisely took hold of Robin and tugged him toward the exit. He glared at them until he was out of the door.

Ruby laughed and hit Emma on the shoulder. "He's just pissed you're actually Nate's daddy and everybody knows it. You're more potent than him."

"Can we please not?" Regina was not in the mood to remember she had ever slept with Robin and Nathan probably shared genes with him.

"What? You don't like Emma being your baby daddy?" Ruby grinned.

"She's never coming out with you again," Lily said.

"That sounds accurate." Regina could be home with her baby right now instead of putting up with Emma's idiot friends. But, then Emma pulled her close and everything in her settled and she remembered why she would be out with them again. Emma. And everyone thinks she's the one who's whipped. Emma had Regina tied in knots around her little finger. She was fine with that.

-8-8-8-8-

Next time: a SwanQueen date.