A/N: I've had plenty of time to write, so decided to gift all my amazing readers with the next chapter. :) This was a fun one filled with tons of humor.
Regina ripped a paper article that was taped on the outside of one of the cubicles at work. The article showed her, drenched and wearing nothing but her bra and undies on the night her and Emma faced the flame throwing guy. On the side of the article were hand written notes from fellow officers, making fun of the brunette, commenting on her choice of undergarments.
The brunette sighed as she looked over at the blonde who stood beside her, "This is your fault."
Emma nodded, "I know."
"That's what I get for listening to you." said Regina as Emma only nodded.
"I know. I know."
Regina looked around the office, fed up with these articles of her showing up all over the office, "Alright, everyone! Enough play time, we are police officers, not children here. Let's get to work."
"Please, guys, alright? I'm the one who has to hear about it at home. Can we exercise a little maturity around here for once?" Emma spoke firmly as everyone around the office held in their laughter as she snapped her fingers as another article was handed to her. She placed it back on the glass of the cubicle while Regina walked away. "I find out who's doing this, I'll kick their ass." she ran up towards the brunette as everyone laughed.
Gold pulled open his office door as both women stepped inside.
"Captain." Regina nodded.
"I look out expecting to see all the familiar faces." said Gold as he looked out the window of his office, "Instead, I see a bunch of kids whose names I barely remember. We're dinosaurs headed for extension."
"Speak for yourself." Emma mumbled as she sat beside the brunette as her knuckles gently hit her arm.
"We're making way for the new police. People with guns and psychology degrees, like Belfrey out there."
Both women looked out Gold's door as Ivy stood outside of it as she looked over some paperwork of her own. The girl glanced over at the blonde and brunette as she flashed a pearly white smile.
"Belltower has a psychology degree?" asked Emma as both women looked back at their Captain.
"Are you alright, Captain?" asked the brunette as Gold did seem a little tired as he was older and of course, his two best cops he had on the force were moving up.
"I have nothing against it. Times have to change. I once got shot by a hot-rodder with a zip gun. That's how far back I go."
"Did you want to see us about something, Captain?" asked the brunette.
"Some things don't change." replied Gold.
"Here we go." Emma murmured as she looked over at the brunette.
"The department lost its insurance. All the damage you've done, they can't get a new one while you two ladies are still running around like strays." Gold explained, "They can't fire you either. So they're promoting you."
Both women looked at one another with smiles on their faces at the news as they shook hands.
"We've made Lieutenant?" Regina asked.
"There's no open Lieutenant spots." spoke Gold, "So the chief used his special privilege, he's making you Captains." he smiled.
Both women's eyes grew wide as their smiles widened.
"That's even better." said Emma, her smile growing wider.
"Captain?" asked the brunette with a surprised tone.
Gold shook his head as spoke out loud, "I'm getting old. You think you two can stay off the streets and out of trouble, something simple?"
Emma nodded, "Absolutely."
"Captain Swan." Regina held out her hand towards the blonde.
"Captain Mills." Emma saluted the brunette as they both laughed happily, excited about their new promotions.
"Hey." Gold shouted as both women stood up and began walking out the door as they turned towards him once again, "Don't you want your new badges? Let me see those Sergeant badges."
"Oh, yeah." said Emma as she quickly retrieved her badge as she tossed it over to Gold, same as Regina.
Gold tossed over their new badges as both women caught them in mid air, "This is one of the most painful experiences of my life. Now get out of here."
Both Captains glanced down at their new badges with smiles on their faces as they began exiting their way out of Gold's office.
"Thank you, Captain," said Emma.
"Thank you, Captain." Regina nodded as Emma looked over at her girlfriend, pointing right at her.
"Thank you, Captain."
"No, thank you, Captain." replied Regina, following the blonde out of the door.
"Oh, after you, Captain." Emma held the door open as she stepped aside.
"Why, thank you, Captain." Regina stepped out.
"Enough with the captain shit. Get out of here." shouted Gold.
Everyone clapped as some saluted as both women made their way across the offices. Some patted them on the back and teased them about their new positions.
"Hey, now that you're Captains, why don't you come up in the chopper for a ride."
"I'll take a raincheck on that." Emma shouted as they walked along. She rolled her eyes as she spotted the newspaper clipping of the brunette she had placed up earlier, quickly yanking it off, "I'm sorry. Look, can we knock this shit off, please?" she flashed her new badge at everyone as she continued, "This is your Captain speaking. Can we knock it off, please? Okay?"
Regina rolled her eyes as she walked away.
Emma looked over at the brunette as she pressed the tape on the article back on the glass, "Captain Mills has feelings, you know?" a playful smirk appeared on her lips as everyone laughed.
"Hey. I heard about your promotion." Ivy smiled over at the brunette as they ran into each other, "Congratulations. You know, I don't really know how to say this, but you really inspire me." she walked away without another word as Emma flashed a smile her way.
"She really likes you, huh?" asked Emma all while making her way out of the building with Regina by her side.
"Wait, likes me?" Regina stopped the blonde from waking any further. "You don't think she… likes me, likes me, do you?"
"Oh, uh…" Emma shrugged, "Hey, anything's possible. I mean she wouldn't be the first to fall for you." she walked away, leaving Regina completely clueless. She could easily tell Regina the truth, but this was so much more fun for her.
In fact, Emma was in such a great mood today, due to her promotion that she decided to have a little fun with the department's psychologist as well.
"Dr." Emma calmly walked on over to the blonde.
"Yes?" Ingrid's face fell as she noticed it was Emma who had called her, "Oh. Captain Swan." she soon walked away as Emma followed.
"Don't run away."
"I'm in a rush." Ingrid chuckled, not wanting to talk to the blonde any longer.
"You know, I really need to talk to you this time." said Emma.
"Do you? Ah. What is it this time, I wonder? Wait, let me guess. Recurring dreams about flying monkeys? Or did you manage to cook up something new?"
Emma played the victim, "Look, I'm sorry about all that. I wanted your advice. I was thinking of-"
"Thinking?" Ingrid asked, her tone serious as she now and once again believed the blonde.
Emma shifted as her hands went into her jeans pockets, "Marriage." she whispered.
Even if Emma was in a playful type of mood, there was some truth to her concern. She had thought about marrying Regina, but she wasn't so sure how to convince her girlfriend that she really wanted this. This was an even bigger step than moving in together, so she had to really think about it.
Ingrid bursted into laughter, "Marriage? You?" she laughed, given that Emma was never really serious about anything for as long as she's known her.
"Does confidentiality mean anything to you?" Emma asked in a mere whisper.
"That's funny. You know what would happen? We'd go into my office and you'd end up telling me something that will just ridicule me, Swan. Something to get a rise out of me." her voice became firm as Emma was about to speak, "Listen carefully. I'm not stupid. And my time is reserved for police officers with real needs and real problems. Have you got that?" she shouted, not in the mood at all for the blonde's games.
Emma shrugged, "Could you run that by me again?"
"No. And you know what? I don't like you." she walked away.
Emma smirked as she came up with a quick idea of how to get back at her for not wanting to listen, "Ingrid?" she played on as the doctor gasped in surprise at the blonde using her first name, "I can't go out with you. I'm in a relationship. I'm very happy, alright? I think you need to see someone- look, you'll find someone someday who'll care for you and love you. Not in this department. But, you really have to stop bothering me."
"You're disgusting!" Ingrid walked away as everyone laughed at her, "What's the matter with you people?"
Emma laughed as she walked away, making her way towards two new police officers, "Hey, guys."
"Hey. Captain Swan." one of the men soluted her way, as Regina soon joined them.
"Captain Mills. I heard you two were up to your ass in Chinese." the other man teased.
"No, the taller ones came up to my navel, right here." she motioned towards her belly button area as they laughed.
"Yeah, they were short, but big enough to kick your ass. What can we do for you?"
"Well, one of the ship's crew shot one of the illegals last night, apparently under orders and we'd dearly like to know who's smuggling Chiense these days." spoke the blonde as she leaned against their desk.
"We have no hard evidence, but we're pretty sure the big boss is Benny Chan." the man replied.
"Uncle Benny?" asked the brunette.
"Yeah, you know him?"
"Yeah, back when he was running smack." Emma chuckled.
"We never caught him either." said Regina.
The man nodded, "He's a slippery one. These days he has a nightclub, a couple of restaurants. He operates mainly in one particular restaurant." he handed both women a paper, "Here's the address."
Emma reached the piece of paper as she waved it in the air, "Thanks, guys. We have to go speak to Bealfire." she told Regina as they both walked away to find her, instantly running into her, "There she is. Hey, Bealfire! Uh, Belfour."
"Belfrey." Ivy corrected her, as Emma nodded.
"Belfrey. What do you have on that freighter homicide?" she walked along with the girl, as Regina stayed behind them.
"I'm all over it. I talked to some illegals, which unfortunately, they only knew the shooter by sight. I checked out the boat and it turns out the boat's registered under a dummy corporation out of Indonesia. This case is going to be a rough one to solve, but we'll nail it."
"Have you ever heard of anyone named Benny Chan?" Emma asked her.
"Benny Chan." Ivy shook her head, "No."
"He's a big one. Big crime boss up North in the city." spoke Regina.
"If it's dirty and Chinese, Benny's doing it." said Emma.
"So where do I find him?" asked Ivy as Regina handed her over the paper with the address written on it.
"At this restaurant."
Emma snatched the paper from the girl's hand as she looked over at Regina, "You know, now I'm kinda hungry for Chiense, Gina. How about you?" she looked over at Ivy, "You know, since we're going there anyway, we'll drive you." she smiled.
"I'll get my jacket." the younger detective smiled as she walked off.
Regina softly slapped the blonde's shoulder, "Why are we going with her?"
"Why not? She's a great cop, she's been doing a good job." whispered Emma, "We might need back up. Spend some time with her. You might learn to love her."
"What?" Regina's brows furrowed.
"Like a daughter."
"A daughter?" the brunette's tone was filled with confusion.
"In law enforcement it pays to know your fellow officer. You never know, she might have to back you up one day."
Regina looked at the blonde in confusion as she walked away without another word. Not at all understanding why out of nowhere was she suddenly taken with this young girl.
Ivy gently clapped the brunette's shoulder, "Ma'am, let me just say, it's going to be an honor to share some egg rolls with you."
Regina nodded, feeling slightly awkward about this whole situation, "Well, shall we?"
Ivy nodded as she walked before the brunette in a very professional manner.
Emma drove them in her yellow bug as Regina sat next to her in the passenger side, while Ivy rode in the back.
"So, Belfrey, tell me, did you always wanted to be a cop? If you don't mind my asking."
Ivy shook her head, "Not at all, ma'am. All my life, growing up. It ran in the family honestly, my father was a cop, so was my mother. Except for my sister, who went into fashion. That's a real crime in itself, considering she has no taste."
Emma couldn't help but smirk at the girl's joke as did Regina.
"I guess, any guy who snatches you up will be very lucky." Emma turned to look at Regina, "Huh, Regina?"
Regina looked over at the blonde, feeling very confused by her comment alone.
"Hey, weren't we supposed to meet Leroy somewhere?" Emma asked.
"No, why?" asked Regina.
Emma motioned towards her rearview mirror, "Because he's following us. Don't look too hard."
"Who's Leroy?" asked Ivy.
"Maybe it's a coincidence." Regina replied.
"What does he want?" asked Ivy as she took a quick glance.
"I don't know. Why don't we find out?" she smirked as she pulled her car off to the side.
Regina smirked, knowing well they were going to mess with the man as he pulled over right beside them, blocking the left side of the road.
A man honked as drove his way around Leroy's red truck, "Fucking asshole!"
Leroy gave the man the middle finger as he drove away, "Bite me!" he looked over at his two favorite women as he smiled.
"Are you looking for us, Leroy?" Emma asked.
"You saw me, huh?" Leroy smiled, remaining in his car as the women did.
"Yeah, we saw you." answered Regina, "What are you doing, Leroy?"
"I've been perfecting my tailing technique now that I'm a P.I. and all."
Emma nodded as Regina looked away, hiding her laughter, "Oh, he's a private eyesore." the blonde joked, "That's a nice inconspicuous vehicle. I like it."
Lery's eyes soon landed on Ivy who sat quietly in the back seat, "Hey, uh… Swan, who's the broad? What'd you bust her for?"
"Broad?" Ivy's eyebrow raised, "Where'd you go to school, exactly? I'm sorry, did you even go to school? Why don't you have your eyes checked first. Pay attention to detail for a change, inspect my clothes first." she held out her badge, "Or this badge for example, grumpy. Would you like to see my gun?" she drew her weapon out, aiming it right at him.
Emma bursted into laughter along with Regina as Leroy held up his hands in defense.
"Alright, take it easy, sister, huh? Put the gun down." he flashed his P.I. badge at the girl, "I have a badge too, alright? We're all on the same side here. Ask these two, we go way back."
Emma's shoulders shook with held in laughter, fully enjoying this whole stand off between Ivy and Leroy.
Leroy chuckled, "Besides, I knew you were a cop. I was just kidding with you. Come on, I can smell a cop a mile away."
Ivy's brows shot up to her hairline, "So, I smell bad now?"
"What?" Leroy shook his head as he grew frustrated, "No, stop turning everything around! You're so damn touchy. Back me up here, girls." Leroy looked over at the blonde and brunette as he looked back at Ivy, "Maybe we'll work together someday. You never know. I'm great, I'd be a great partner. Ask them anything about me, they'll tell you."
Ivy chuckled as she placed her weapon back in its holster, "Yeah, we'll work together alright. I'll be sure to ask them for your number, I'll call you when I open up a cereal shop, Mr. leprechaun."
"Hey, why is she insulting me?" Leroy grew angrier, "I don't remember calling you any names! But, hey, you look like you'd be perfect playing a step sister in Cinderella. Are you sure you're in the right profession, sweetheart?"
Emma rested her forehead against her steering wheel as she couldn't stop laughing.
A siren was heard off in the distance as a cop pulled over right by Leroy in his motorcycle, "Excuse me, sir, you're double-parked."
Leroy spoke more calmly as he looked over at the officer, "Hi, officer. I'm sorry, I'm just talking with the detectives here."
Emma shook her head as Leroy pointed their way, "Officer, we don't know this guy."
Regina shook her head, "Yeah, he's crazy, he's been following us."
"Officer, I think he might've been drinking," said Ivy.
"They're just joking around." Leroy shook his head as he looked over at Emma who soon drove away, "Hey, come back! Swan! Regina-!"
"Have you been drinking, sir?" asked the officer in a more serious manner.
"I wasn't drinking! They just said that." Leroy motioned towards the blonde's yellow car as it continued to drive away before him.
"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to step out of the car." he pulled open Leroy's door.
"I haven't been fucking drinking, alright?! I don't even smell like alcohol! Let me blow!" Leroy paused as he held up his hands, realizing how that last part sounded, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way."
"Step out of the car and place, please, sir?"