"Just finish your lunch already," Emma gestured to Henry's plate that looked as if it hadn't been touched. She had been sitting with Henry at Granny's Diner for about a half hour now, waiting for him to finish up his pancakes and sausage whilst ignoring the numerous questions of why she had been a target of avoidance from Elsa for the past week.
"Just tell me why," Henry picked up a forkful of pancakes and stuffed them into his mouth, warranting a glare to 'slow down' from Emma. "Every time I ask Elsa if you and her have discovered any new clues to where the Ice Queen is, she freezes up." The kid chuckled at his own ironic remark at the end and continued finishing his burger while awaiting an answer.
Emma looked for the right words, glancing down for a moment, then back up at her son. She shrugged lightly, "She has her own life too, Henry. Maybe she just wants to find her on her own," she reached for her hot chocolate, taking a slow sip before grasping the cup in her hands, "I mean, she is her aunt, technically." The blonde shifted a bit, uncomfortable, as thoughts of that night at the station with Elsa flooded back into her head. A chill went down her spine, and she sipped her hot chocolate, trying to numb the chill.
"Just," Henry swallowed and pushed his plate to the side, leaving half a devoured pancake and half a piece of sausage, "Go talk to her and see if she has any news on the Ice Queen. You know you can't do this without her." The kid stood up slowly, sliding his backpack out of his booth seat, facing his mom, who met his contact and rolled her own eyes.
"Fine," the blonde muttered. Maybe it was time that she tried to talk to Elsa about what happened-in regards to the Ice Queen, of course. Emma slid out and stood up from the table, placing a twenty down onto the booth table. She grabbed her red leather jacket and threw it on, then tossed Henry his coat and scarf. She nodded to Ruby, who smiled back gingerly and went to clear their table.
"It'll be fine, mom," Henry smiled, receiving a questionable brow from the blonde. He smiled and walked out from Granny's; Emma followed.
Emma shivered at the burst of cold air as they stepped out, "I'm sure it will, kid, I hope."
"Ms. Swan!" A voice projected through the streets, as a brunette strode towards Emma as she was making her way out of the small courtyard of Granny's. High heeled boots clicked on the sidewalk pavement as Regina made her way closer to the two.
Emma groaned under breath, then knelt down a bit, "Kid, go ahead to school." She nudged him forward towards the direction of school and added, "I'll see you later." Henry smiled then turned and began his walk to school.
"Emma," Regina stopped in short, a decent distance away from the blonde, "Nice to see you taking my son to breakfast again." She shifted her position a bit, placing her hands into her coat pockets, "For the fourth time this week." She stated with a hardened tone to her voice as she eyed the blonde.
"Our son, Regina," she gestured in the direction that Henry had headed towards school. "Can I help you?" The blonde shifted a bit, anxious, "I have somewhere to be, thank you." Her thoughts wandered to the station, hoping that Elsa would be there in order to talk to her. She needed an answer for what had happened, to know why she for one, kissed her, but to also know why she ran.
Regina laughed low, "Your queen calling?" She curled her top lip a bit, annoyed with the blonde's loyalness to the other woman. "Is it really necessary you two be attached at the hip? May I remind you other people need you as well?" The brunette caught her tongue and corrected herself a bit, "Your family. Henry." She swallowed hard, hoping Emma hadn't caught any subtext of what she had just said. She lifted her head a bit, awaiting an answer from the blonde.
Emma scoffed lightly, "What do you have against her? I haven't even been near her in a week."
"What do I have against her?" Regina replied sharply.
"You heard me."
"You've spent more time around her than anyone here, may I remind you, she's the reason we're in this mess?
"You're so stubborn. We're trying to help everyone by getting rid of this Ice Queen."
Regina shifted and locked her jaw, rolling her eyes at the blonde's ignorance. She had a tinge of regret for biting her tongue on continuing the argument. She hated losing an argument, but she enjoyed fighting with Emma, maybe that was the reason she was acting so jealous. Maybe she just missed the recurring arguments that would ensue between the two, but now that Elsa was around, she barely saw Emma.
No doubt, Emma occasionally missed Regina. There was some type of deeper connection between them two, but she just couldn't place her finger on what that connection was. It was almost as if she felt something towards Regina, but that was impossible. The Evil Queen and the savior, that just couldn't work, right? Not to mention the fact, she now might have to deal with Elsa and any feelings that woman could have for her due to what had just happened. Emma shifted a bit, hesitating on what to say to Regina next.
"Well, Ms. Swan, I can assume there is no update on the Ice Queen," the brunette slipped her hands from her coat pockets, gesturing them around angrily, "considering you haven't seen her in a week then." She stepped past Emma, making her way towards Granny's, presumably for her morning coffee. "Go talk to her, get some answers," she turned back and looked at the blonde, "Be her lap dog." Regina walked further, up the steps, then into Granny's while swinging open the door dramatically.
Emma groaned, What the fuck is her problem? Her thoughts wandered, searching for an underlying reasoning as to why Regina was so jealous, but she just continued on her way towards the station.
Emma stepped through the hallway of the station into the main office area. Her breath caught as her eyes landed on a platinum blonde bent over the table, studying some papers. Although, at the sound of Emma walked in she straightened up and froze.
"Elsa…" Emma stepped forward in the room, "Can we talk? If anything about the Ice Queen? Like where-" she was cut off abruptly by the other woman turning swiftly around and adding, "I think she's hiding out somewhere, waiting to start some type of curse. That's why she said she needed you for it, that's why she needed you to keep your magic." She looked awkwardly at Emma, quite visibly uncomfortable.
Emma searched for words, but nothing came out for some reason. She slowly walked towards Elsa, placing her keys on the nearest desk and slipping off her jacket, and, for once, placing it neatly on the desk chair. She made her way around towards Elsa, who reluctantly stepped back which made Emma sigh softly. "So," she raised her brows and looked down a small sketched up map that was on the desk, "Where do you think she is?"
"I'll handle it," Elsa snapped, walking quickly around Emma, but was stopped abruptly by a hand on her arm holding her.
"Don't walk away from this Elsa," Emma said, a stern look sprawled across her face, "We need to talk about what happened that night. You just disappeared." The blonde released the other woman's arm and waited a moment, hoping Elsa wouldn't run again.
"Emma, it was foolish," Elsa shook her head, a small smile sprawled on her face, clearly false, "It shouldn't have happened. Nothing can come of that. I was childish to do that." She recoiled back, about to leave again.
"But why did you do it?" Emma looked at her, sincerely, waiting for her answer.
Elsa sighed softly and threw her hands up, "I don't know. Maybe I feel something for you, or maybe it was just the heat of the moment." She watched Emma step forward, then added while looking down, "Feelings or no feelings, nothing can come of that, everyone I love seems to only get hurt. Physically, and mentally, especially ice to the heart." She sighed heavily looking up at Emma, who again was only a breaths distance away. Her heart fell to her stomach.
"Elsa, nothing bad is going to happen," Emma smiled, then it faded as she looked at the other woman, who was paler than usual. She contemplated her next move, then locked her jaw, and made a move. She leaned forward pulling Elsa's face close in her hands and placed her lips onto the colder ones before her. Elsa pulled back slightly from the kiss, but was pulled right back by Emma's hungry lips. Their lips pumped against one anothers as Elsa finally gave in, hands floating a bit, not sure where to place them. The two stopped for a moment, feeling each other's breath fall onto one anothers lips. Reassuringly, Emma smiled, capturing Elsa's now warm lips, once again in pure lust.
Emma slowly pulled back, welcomed by a faint smile and the same crystal blue eyes. "Now, can I help you find the Ice Queen?" The blonde smiled at the other regal woman before her, who just laughed softly and nodded in approval.