A/N: Hei! Sorry for the long wait, it wasn't really in my plan. Hopefully, the next chapters will come quicker, but right now it all depends on my lovely beta-reader mafan. I'm changing in this chapter to Emma's point of view, but I might re-upload this chapter later, written in 3. person. So I'm actually very curious as to whether you guys think I should keep it or change it. I think it's chapter 6 that's also written this way, so I may change that as well if you guys don't like it with the POV's

Emma's POV

As I step into my yellow car, I'm not really sure about what to think. All I know is that it feels like my blood is boiling and my head is spinning. I feel dizzy and angry. Great! Just fucking great, this is exactly what I need! If she could just learn to relax a bit! I'm so tired of this always being about mocking and pretending. What can't she just be honest for once? If she didn't want me anyway, she could have said no. I run a frustrated hand through my hair as I finally start the car, heading for Henry's school.

When he sees me waiting for him, Henry's face lights up and he starts running towards me, leaping into my arms.

"Emma!" he says. "I didn't think you would come! I heard that you and Mom had been fighting again." I'm not really sure if I should blush, thinking of the previous events, or if I should curse. I hate how Regina's always trying to feed him with her twisted stories and lies. Ultimately I think I end up in an awkward mix of them both.

"Of course I'd show, kid. You should know by now that she can't do anything to scare me away." There were a few small exceptions of course, like literally drawing blood all the while trying to kiss me senseless. But that really didn't have anything to do with Henry after all. That's something between just the two of us.

Suddenly a thought invaded my mind unwillingly. What if all this had really just been some kind of stunt to show off their Sheriff off as a filthy lesbian, seducing the completely innocent mayor? No, it couldn't be like that, could it?

In the evening I sit down to have dinner with Mary Margaret. She keeps talking about some project she's making with the smaller kids in the school, but my thoughts keep running away on their own. Her voice is now merely a whisper in the back of my mind, as I close my eyes to find Regina standing tall and beautifully before me. I want to kiss her, touch her, but every time I try to move closer to take her into my arms, it seems she's only moving further away from me; her walls pushing me away. I remember her very clearly. The taste of her lips, the feel of her form, so warm and slender in my arms, but she's still pushing too hard.

Ever since I first met her, I liked her secretly. And the more the drama grew, the hotter I found her still. The more she pushed, the more I wanted to pull. I feel like I'm trapped under her spell. I couldn't help it when I kissed her. It came so natural to me, it seemed so perfect. And when I realized that she was kissing me back with the same hunger... I thought I was going to die! It was like the earth itself melted away, no, exploded around me, leaving nothing left but the brutal reality of her in my arms. The warm and tingling feeling she evoked inside me. Yes, it was hazy, harsh and lustful, but as much as I've tried to convince myself otherwise, it wasn't just my lower body parts that had a wakeup call. It was my heart as well. My every sense suddenly felt like it belonged to her. I wanted more. That's why I put my hand to her shirt. I wanted her to be mine as well. And I wasn't really that satisfied with the fact that we still had so many clothes on, when all I wanted to do was to feel her naked skin against mine.

I wasn't really that surprised when she slapped me, but in a strange way it only seemed to increase my desire for her. This past week, I couldn't keep her out of my mind, no matter how much I tried. Her face seemed to be haunting me. Just like it is right now.

As Mary Margaret looks at me like she wants me to agree with her on something, I take a moment think before I answer her.

"Yeah, you're right, sounds completely out of its mind!" I act shocked, to add a little more sincerity.

"I know, right?" Mary Margaret answers, luckily enough buying my act.

Nodding at her, very pleased with myself, I return to my daydreaming. As I said before I couldn't forget her. I couldn't let go of that feeling of still wanting more. Not just sexually, but more emotionally. I know about Regina's walls; her safety and her fake smiles, making her come off as intimidating and powerful. She wants people to see her that way, powerful, but all I want is for her to show me her true self, her real face, the true Regina, who according to the town has been long forgotten. So all week I had been building up courage to try and ask her out on a date. Maybe get to know the not-constantly-yelling side of her. Instead I decided on waiting until our meeting. And god, I can't remember the last time I had been that nervous. I was a wreck. You know, its one thing to ask a hot girl out, but it is another thing entirely to ask your hot and angry arch enemy out, whom also happens to be the mother of your son. There wasn't really any good way around it, and sitting there, going over piles of paper, felt like some sort of horrible punishment. When the words finally came out, it went so wrong. I felt like burying myself six feet under. 'I would like to kiss you again?' Not even asking her on a proper date like a proper gentlewoman! I really wanted to. It's just hard! But who can really blame me. It is Regina after all...

When Mary Margaret pokes me in the side, I finally shoot back to reality.

"You weren't listening to me!" The teacher looks a mix of irritated and concerned. I realize that she must have tried to get my attention for some time now. Damn Regina!

"I'm sorry. Don't take it personally; I just got a bit distracted."

"Yeah, I can see that. What's on your mind anyway? Something you want to talk about?" she asks, worried as always.

"No, not really. It's just been a rough day I guess. That budget meeting with 'Madam Mayor' just seemed to drag out, that's all." Mary Margaret pats my hand in sympathy.

"I get it. I'm sorry, I completely forgot about that meeting. I know what kind of a pain she can be sometimes. How did it go anyway?" I'm kind of lost at her question. What should I tell her? I don't really want her to know, but I hate lying to her.

"I feel a bit frustrated about her right now, if I have to be honest." It's not really a lie. "I tried, but she insists on being her old and cold hearted self. I really tried this time, and now I don't know if I should be angry or not."

"I'm sorry. You know Regina, and I have known her even longer, and if there's one thing that's clear to me, it's that she's not capable of changing. She's sly and knows how to manipulate people to get what she wants. She's cruel and more or less incapable of love. I think the only person she's ever really cared for is Henry. But she can't control you as easily, and she knows that. I think she's afraid of you. It was also about time that someone started pushing back." she shrugs, now lost in her own train of thought.

But I don't want to push Regina away. I want to get her closer. So close that she can finally rest in my arms. She must surely be exhausted by all of this. By people hating her, her own son turning against her, by having to wear that ridiculous mask all of the time, and as much as it pains me to say it, she must be exhausted by me and how I seem to have taken all that used to be hers. And now, when I'm also making demands of her... I can only imagine what sort of stress she must be going through. I just wish that I wasn't the cause. Then maybe, just maybe, I could help her...

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