**I guess I wasn't done with this story yet :) So... this is an attempt at a second chapter. It's still got some funny dialogue so I'm keeping true to what I wrote in the first chapter.**

Chapter 2

After saying goodnight to her parents Emma made her way up to her room to settle in for the night. It had been an interesting evening to say to the least.

Her mother apparently was not speaking to her. Emma didn't even have the nerve to ask Snow what she had seen. Unable to even fathom the scene she had walked up to at the harbor. She didn't know how anyone would have interpreted that situation. The Evil Queen standing in a harbor alley practically assaulting the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. Definitely not something you would expect.

Already dressed in pajama bottoms and a tank top Emma pulls the covers down. As she does this she swears she feels the light of the lamp dim. She turns around to see the remnants of smoke fading away before she realizes that Regina is now standing in front of her.

"Holy Crap Regina!" She puts a hand to her heart. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack!"

"Oh do calm down Miss Swan." Regina retorts. "I came to... to clear a few things up."

"You mean you came to explain why you assaulted me back at the harbor?" Emma offers.

"It didn't mean what you might have thought it meant." Regina says with a dismissive shake of her head.

"I don't even know what I thought that meant." Emma says in a very loud whisper.

"It was a misplaced reaction on my part. It's not the first time I've reacted that way."

"So what? You're saying that every time you fight with someone you're secretly turned on by it?" Emma asks with wide eyes quirking her lip in a sort of pained grimace.

Regina gasps in appall, "That is ridiculous!"

"Well... you aren't exactly denying it."

"I don't know why you're judging me when you certainly did not make any attempt to stop me." She says trying to gain control of this conversation.

"I did try to stop you I just... lost... focus..." she says looking around uncomfortably crossing her arms over her chest. "I mean... I got..."

"You got caught up in the moment. You see? It isn't such a farfetched idea." She says in defense.

"Are you even capable of being gentle?" Emma suddenly asks.

"Excuse me?" Regina asks incredulously. "Gentle?"

"Yeah. You kissed me like it was supposed to be a threat. Who does that?" She says with a shake of her head and eyes squinting as the confused question comes out of her mouth.

"I... is this really a question you want to ask?"

"Why are you avoiding it? How about it Regina? Are you even capable of being gentle with someone?"

Regina stands there, brows knitted together, what was Emma really asking her here? "What?" She finally manages to blurt out.

"You already know I'm useless in stopping you so how about you prove it?" She keeps her face void of emotion which takes the brunette by surprise.

"Prove what?"

"That you are capable of being gentle when you..."

"You want me... to kiss you?" Regina asks narrowing her eyes before she lets out a breath of a laugh. "This is ridiculous."

"Are you afraid?" Emma asks with a cheeky grin. "Afraid that I might be right? You can't be gentle can you?" She adds as she moves forward into Regina's personal space watching her in anticipation of a reply.

Regina only stares at Emma's lips. She hates that confident smirk that appears on the blondes face. She hates that her first instinct is to want to slap her now and yet she feels she might in fact have something to prove here so she takes a step closer willing the blonde to recant. She meets Emma's gaze then lowers her eyes to those lips again noticing now that the smirk has faded.

Emma watches the expression on Regina's face. She can't read her but she's sure there is some sort of inner battle going on and then she sees a hand move forward which comes to rest on her cheek. She shuts her eyes at this.

Regina keeps her hand on Emma's cheek secretly hoping the blonde will stop her because she doesn't think this is something she is capable of. "Gentle?" She asks herself with a shrug of one shoulder. She watches for a few more seconds expecting the blonde's eyes to pop open at any minute. "Gentle", She says in her mind once more before running her thumb over Emma's cheek. "I can do this right?" She pep talks herself. "I can do this." She insists with a nod to herself.

She leans forward and timidly presses her lips to Emma's. It's more of a peck, a quick chaste kiss, and she decides, "This isn't proving anything to anyone". She presses a second kiss to those lips and notices that they have parted a bit. She feels Emma's breath on her lips as she lets out a sigh. She shuts her eyes before moving her hand from Emma's cheek to the back of her neck deepening the kiss.

After a few more seconds she feels a bit panicked realizing she's enjoying this way too much. She pulls back slowly and suddenly feels Emma's hands grasp at her shoulders to hold her in place, "No, wait..." Emma whispers, "I'm not sure I'm convinced yet."

Regina smiles at how utterly ridiculous and desperate that sounds but allows Emma to pull her close and continue the kiss.

The soft sound of footsteps approaching the bedroom door is faintly heard by the pair before there is a loud knock on the door. "Emma?" James calls out.

Regina pulls back to stare at Emma, horror clearly written on her face, before she takes a step back and waves her hands in an upward motion disappearing in a puff of smoke.

Emma lifts her hands in front of her in panic as the door opens and James walks in.

He notices how wide Emma's eyes are, "Is everything alright?" He asks looking around the room noticing the slight fog in the air. "Were you... do you smoke?" He asks with a disbelieving tilt of his head.

Emma threads her hands behind her head trying to appear nonchalant. "No... uh... incense." She quickly offers.

"I don't smell anything." He shakes his head.

"I... uh... it wasn't good incense?" She offers through her teeth. "Did you need something?" She asks trying to change the subject.

"No... Snow... she said she thought she heard voices up here and since you have Henry hiding out with Granny and Red we were pretty sure it wasn't him."

"Oh... no... I... was just... talking to... myself?" Emma offers. "I... I do that... sometimes." She says so unconvincingly.

"Right." James presses with a small smile. "You and your mother have been acting really strange since we got back home. Is something going on that I should know about?"

"No." Realizing she might have answered a bit too quickly she starts shaking her head and smiles before she adds, "I mean... she... No nothing."

"Alright." He says with a nod knowing that pushing is not going to get him anywhere. "Then Goodnight."

"Goodnight." She says as she watches him walk out of the room.

... and for the second time in one day she thinks to herself, "What the hell was that?!"

**Man, I feel like a nut for continuing this but I had another idea and it didn't seem fair NOT to share it. I'm not sure but I could try again. I'll think about it. :) **