**A/N #1: Slight changes were made to Ch 1, as well. So if you're starting from Ch 2, please take a moment and re-read that one before starting this one.

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Emma took one more look at the woman next to her before she grabbed her and Graham's clothes and bolted from the couch. She fumbled pulling her own clothing back on, almost falling flat in her face before abandoning the idea of panties altogether and just slid into her jeans, hooking her bra quickly. She was panicked, angry, and truthfully, frightened, though she'd never admit that last bit to the woman before her. She pulled her tank top back over her head. Mostly, she was just pissed.

Regina just watched and didn't speak, feeling the situation had quickly progressed beyond her control.

"This is bullshit, Regina! You are bullshit!" she said, eyes flaring, jaw clenched, not daring another glance at the other woman. No way did she believe this crap. Obviously someone was playing a trick on her. Possibly Regina herself. That was it, the final straw.

As she made her way out the door, she heard a small voice say, "I'll be here." It infuriated her. She slammed the door behind her as hard as she could. She vaguely heard the other woman sobbing in the background, her brain not truly accepting it. Still she paused briefly on the front porch, hand on the doorknob, wondering what on earth could make that crazy woman cry. Then she shook it off. This is BULLSHIT! her mind screamed again. She shoved her jacket on and began walking back to the square to pick up her car.

She'd already decided she would tell no one about Regina's latest stunt. However, she also couldn't figure out why the brunette continued to find so much pleasure in torturing her. After all, Emma herself had been the one to step in between Madam Mayor and the town that wanted to LYNCH her for fuck sake! The blonde was seething. And she wasn't about to buy anything that crazy psycho bitch in that white mansion was selling. This may well be the most vile thing you've ever done, Regina. Need you? NEED YOU? NEVER. GONNA. HAPPEN.


It was about two days later, the first time Emma needed Regina again. Well, not needed, all right? Just found herself in a desperate situation - one she hadn't told anyone else about. Mostly because she'd thought it had been a trick the first time, a one-time thing.

Emma had successfully avoided the mayor for all of 48-hours. Even getting up early (no small feat for Emma Swan) and grabbing her coffee from Granny's before Regina normally did. But then suddenly there was the little matter of the weekly Town Hall meeting. Emma considered ditching it, but then thought better of it. It wasn't just Regina in this town, and she needed to be there to represent everybody else - even if she usually ended up on the verge of catatonia before these stupid meetings were over. She was Sheriff. She had more than herself to look out for now.

As she grabbed her car keys off her desk and snagged her jacket off the coat tree, that last thought hit her. She stopped dead. She'd not let herself think about the things Regina had said, until now. But... another child? Her? Had no one seen how she'd fucked up the first one, for christsake? And then the possibility of being in charge of someone else's Happy Ever After? How could anyone even imagine a broken person like her, someone who couldn't even keep her first baby because she was in jail, for christsake! could be truly responsible for anybody else? Who in their right mind would think SHE could could be anyone's true Savior? Anyone's True Love? She couldn't commit to a chia pet, let alone a human being. It was all a mistake. Or a trick. It had to be.

Although in all truth, the memory of that gorgeous brunette and her delicate fingers pulling on her thick shaft, her nails gently scraping along the length of Emma's agonizingly stiff member, the brunette's lips swallowing her up like a lollipop, and then Emma exploding, filling the other woman's mouth with her hot come - had all been on constant repeat in her brain since it had happened. In every one of her senses. Making love to that woman had literally been the single most erotic experience she'd ever had in her entire life. Her whole body tingled at the memory, wetness gathering between her legs. Wait what - making love? Seriously? Pull it together, Swan. You can never let that woman trick you like that again.

She made her way out the door of the Sheriff's department, and crossed to her car, greeting a few passersby as she did so. It was a gorgeous day, and she was determined not to let the crap Regina had pulled drag her down. It was all based on one delusional woman's point of view, anyways, she reminded herself - it had no real substance. Maybe Regina was truly so wrapped up in the thought that Emma really could save everyone that she had included herself on that list. It was kind of sad really.

Emma fired up the little Bug, shivering a bit in the cold, pulling her gloves over her hands before grabbing the wheel. She decided winters in Maine sucked before pulling out onto the street.


Emma pulled open the oversized heavy door to the large community hall and made her way into the room, determined not to let Regina affect her - in any way.

As she made her way up the aisle to a fold out chair all her own, the mayor met her eyes briefly. There was sadness in those brown eyes and if Emma wasn't mistaken, which she often wasn't when it came to sizing up people and their emotions, she saw worry and compassion and... something else less distinct... affection maybe? Caring? Emma looked away quickly, denying that the brunette could feel anything for anyone other than herself and not wanting to get sucked into whatever fresh hell the mayor might have had planned for her.

Emma swung back round to the coffee table and grabbed an oatmeal raisin cookie before shaking hands with a few more townsfolk. Soon, however, the meeting was called to order and they all began taking their chairs. Luckily, Ruby had shown up, too, and they'd managed to find chairs sitting together. Emma was thankful for her best friend's presence. Ruby was sweet and down to earth, everything Regina wasn't. It was a well-needed contrast.

The meeting started fine. But as the third nomination for a new fire hydrant near the hardware store was being announced, Emma was struggling to stay awake. What hardware store doesn't need a fire hydrant, she thought, dully. Ruby saw her friend waning and reached over, giving her hand a squeeze. It was a gentle, loving exchange and Emma was grateful. Until she wasn't.

She felt movement where there shouldn't have been any. Regina was droning on about something else now, maybe a way to keep wraiths from being assholes for all she knew - and Emma's mind was desperately trying to work out what was happening. She hadn't eaten anything funny that day. She hadn't done anything out of her normal routine at all, in fact. And yet, this was happening. Holy fuck. She dropped Ruby's hand like a hot potato, terrified the other woman might feel the growing problem. Ruby looked startled and looked over at Emma but before she could say anything, Emma had grabbed her jacket off the back of the chair, covered her waist with it and jumped up.

Regina looked up from the Town Hall agenda, irritated, wondering who was disturbing the proceedings, ready to chastise someone scathingly. But when she saw it was Emma, pure terror in her eyes, she acted quickly.

"As it turns out, everyone, I must take my leave early today. I have a meeting with Carl about the new park we've planned for the Sunnyside district, so I'll be handing over the rest of the meeting to Mr. Pyzowski. If you would be so kind as to excuse me." The brunette had absolutely no idea how she'd managed to pull that off and make it sound legitimate, but she had. And just in time it seemed. Emma had bolted from the room in terror and once Regina was out in the hallway, she was hot on the sheriff's heels. Oblivious, Ruby just sat back in her chair, telling herself she'd stop by the station later and check in on Emma, make sure she was ok. But chances were, she knew, that the sheriff had just left to go save somebody from themselves - maybe even Leroy. Ruby giggled at that thought before tuning back in to the mind numbingly boooooring Town Hall meeting.


A/N #2: Please drop me a review if you liked and/or hated Chapter 2! Thanks for reading! :D