A/N: Hey... so I am captivated by this story, and I am writing on until I lose steam because lets face it my writing week has begun and I have other things to write. but while I can I will give a little more. There aren't a whole lot of followers and stuff and that is okay, cause I just started here in this fandom. but those of you that are looking please do tell me what you think cause... no reviews= less steam and if you want me to continue in a timely manner... TELL ME! Enjoy.

Burn

Henry and I walked into Granny's and My eyes instantly fell upon her. She was there, eating her disgustingly greasy foods. Summarily unconcerned with the door. For reasons I couldn't understand, I frowned at her inattention. She was sheriff, she should be aware of her surroundings at all times. I don't know why it bothered me, it just did.

She swallowed that mouthful without chewing and finally looked up at the door. A smile lit up her features, and my insides fluttered. I remembered these sea green eyes full of mirth now, as they were darkened by lust as they watched me in my dream.

A tightening in my lower abdomen made me hesitate in my progress into the diner. I wanted to sit with her, but I had not been invited to her table. There was no good reason to assume that I could just go up and sit with her.

"Hey!" She said to Henry. He came up to her and hugged her sitting in the booth with her. I stood watching. Her eyes fell on me and she shifted uncomfortably. I wondered if she could sense what she was doing to me. "I was just finishing up, but you can join me if you want." She said toward me when she notice I hadn't gone closer.

It was the invitation I need, sure Henry could just sit with her, He was her son. I nodded and sat across from her. "Good morning." I stated uncomfortably.

"How are you feeling?" she asked, concern in her eyes.

"I am well, thank you for helping me to bed last night." I said thinking of just how much help the visual of her in my bed had been for me. I felt myself begin to blush and hope it wouldn't reach my cheek.

"Don't mention it." she said and turned back to her meal.

I didn't know what else to say to her so I picked up the menu and buried my face in it as if I did not know what I wanted. "How did you sleep Ms. Swan?"

Silence.

I looked up at her. She was awash in red. she couldn't seem to meet my eyes. I put my menu down and narrowed my eyes. "Ma, You okay?" Henry asked noticing what I noticed.

"Uh, Yeah… I'm fine." She said clearing her throat. "I had the best sleep I've had in a long time."

I wanted to ask if she had been dreaming of someone. I wanted to ask if it was me. "What can I get you your Majesty?" Ruby interrupted my train of thought. I took in the waitress in her skimpy outfit. She had jarred me from the vision from my memory.

"Yes Ms. Lucas, I will have my usual breakfast please." I said.

"Okay, what about you Henry?"

"Give me a stack?" he said. I looked at him waiting for his manners to catch up. His eyes darted from me and back to Ruby. "Please?"

Ruby grinned at him. "Coming right up."

"So What are you guys up to today?" Emma asked breaking the brief silence. she was never one for pauses.

"School." Henry groaned.

"Duh," Emma replied. "any after school plans?'

"Kinda… Everyone wants me to get into fencing or archery at school. They are having tryouts today." He said with a shrug.

"That is a phenomenal idea." I stated. With his genetic predisposition at the warrior sports, he was bound to d well. "Why have we not heard of this before?"

"Yeah Kid, don't you need us to sign some sort of permission slip for that?" Emma added.

His eyebrows shot up at the words "we" and "us" as he reached into his bag. "Well, you've been a little busy, you know, wall of ice and all."

He handed me the slip and Emma extended a pen toward me from her jacket pocket as Ruby placed our orders in front of us. I quickly signed and handed it back to him. Then I turned to my own breakfast. "What about you, Regina?" She asked turning to me.

"I think I'll go home and lick my wounds." I mumbled inaudibly.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" she asked. She was serious. she knew I had absolutely nothing but time. I was not mayor. There wasn't even a crisis to tend to anymore. all was well in Storybrooke.

"I have no duties, so I will just tend to the matters of my home." I said pushing the food back and forth on my plate beginning to get nauseated.

Emma looked at me pensively. "You know, I hadn't thought about your work."

"haven't had much time to do so." I agreed

"Did you give yourself a law license?" She asked. "Because we could use a local court system."

I raised an eyebrow. "You want me to become the magistrate?" I asked.

"Yes… Face it, I love my mom but she could use help. This way no one would be under anyone's thumb."

"Right!" Henry added. "Kind of like the checks and balances in the government."

In this realm I did possess a law degree. I had earned it through correspondence with Harvard university before Henry. I had nothing but time on my hands and needed to learn the laws of the realm. It had proved to be quite useful really. "That is intriguing. I will give this some thought." I answered taking a bite of my meal.

Henry put his fork down having eaten his breakfast as Emma and I talked. "I'm gonna be late. Bye Moms." He said giving each of us a hurried one armed hug and ran out of the diner. Therefore leaving us in our awkward silence.

After a few minutes of the palpable tension from whatever it was that weighed in our mind, Emma dropped a few notes on the table saying, "well I better get down to the station. See ya around, Regina." she slid out of the booth.

"Goodbye Ms. Swan." I said mainly to myself as Emma had fled the diner in much the same manner as Henry had. I turned to my breakfast and found how much I missed Emma and Henry's presence. Without them there, my appetite waned and I just placed some notes on the table to cover my bill for Ms. Lucas and headed for home.

As I entered the house, I felt every bit of the hangover that persisted since my stomach continued to be empty. I felt exhausted. I looked around my immaculate home and noted that there was nothing for me to do. nothing to straighten, and I certainly was not up to beginning on dinner as my stomach was still quite queasy.

I climbed the stairs to my room and looked at the bed in which I swore the scene that was so vivid in my mind had transpired. Where the sheriff's sweaty body writhed beneath mine. The fact that it hadn't been real made me feel as though my sanctuary had been violated.

I sighed and lay in my bed. I inhaled and only my smells emanated from it. "Face it, Regina. It was a dream. A splendid vibrant dream."

I looked at my phone. It was early yet. Not yet lunch time. Maybe I could look into this Magistrate thing. I needed something to do and being magistrate gave me a reason to see her often. I slid out of my bed and down toward my foyer. I grabbed my keys and my purse and headed for the Sheriff station. I was not going to go to the mayor about this without back up from the Savior.

When I arrived, I spotted only Emma's decrepit bug in the lot. which meant she was stuck at the station if there was someone there. I walked into the police department. "Hello? Sheriff Swan?"

There was no one in the cell. How fortunate. the room smelled like coffee and I noticed the mess of coffee soaked paper towels in the trash. I turned toward the office I saw some movement behind the frosted glass and headed in that direction. "Emma?" I said peeking into her office. There she stood in her tank top and boy shorts struggling to pull soaked skinny jeans off of her.

"Regina!" She said and blushed furiously

I stood there in stunned silence as my eyes raked her amazing body. I spotted the angry burn on her thighs and surged forward. "Emma!"

"No, don't-" she said moving away.

My hands glowed purple and as I placed my hands without thinking on her bare thighs I felt a surge move through my body and down between my own. I looked up at Emma, whose eyes were closed. I inhaled the scent of her, and without thinking I brought my lips to the edge of her underwear.

This was so familiar. I kissed her abdomen and down her thighs where the burns used to be. I raked my hands from her lower back and hooked my fingers on her underwear and pulled them down. once they had dropped to the ground I pushed her hips up on the desk and settled there between her thighs. Her taste filled my tongue. I was addicted. I chanced a glance upward, and her head was tossed back and a moan escaped her lips.

I took the small bundle of nerves into my mouth and suckled and nibbled. Her hips began to rock. "Oh Fuck Regina… Just Fuck me please." she moaned.

I complied inserting first two digits. I replaced my mouth with my thumb and stood up. I took a fully covered nipple into my mouth and suckled through the fabric. She rocked her hips and ground it hard against my fully clothed thigh. Her fluids leaving a fine coat on my fingers.

She tangled her hands in my hair and pulled me away from her breast making me look up at her. She increased her movement. "Oh fuck, oh fuck." was all she said between groans and grunts, but her green eyes stayed with me. That is until her walls began to tighten around my fingers. She pulled me to her and kissed me hard. I could feel her quake to my core.

"Mom?" I heard. My eyes opened. I had fallen asleep. I looked around my room widely. "Were you having a nightmare?'

My heart was beating out of my chest. My core was thrumming. I needed release. My thighs soaked in anticipating something that wasn't going to come, because she wasn't here. I wanted to cry. "Yes Henry… I'll be just fine however." I answered rattled. That felt too real. "I'm gonna shower, maybe I can wash the nightmare away."

"Okay." He said. His eyes were full of concern. "Can I invite Emma over for dinner?" he asked tentatively.

My heart leapt. I bit my lip and nodded not trusting myself to say the words. He smiled widely at me and gave me a hug before running off. "Dinner is at-"

"Seven yeah I know." He said waving his phone at me before beginning to dial his mother.

A/N: Okay... it has happened again. these dreams are getting a little out of hand. This is S.K. once again on my knees begging you please if you read it and you like it LET ME KNOW IT. 'Til next time, much love!-SK