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"Well, Miss Swan. It seems we'll be taking a trip, won't we?"
Emma had already known that Regina would be willing to help with the current problem that had appeared before them. The more pressing matter, however, was how they were going to tell Henry. He would be devastated to know he wasn't being taken along on this new adventure. How do you tell a boy so young that both of his mothers would be boarding a ship captained by not one, but two pirates and sailing into a portal towards almost certain peril? Isla de Muerta was no place for anyone, especially a child.
The sheriff's attention was brought back to the present by the sound of the former queen rummaging in her closet. The brunette emerged a moment later with a black duffel bag and began to fill it with clothing.
"Regina, aren't we forgetting someone?" Emma said quietly, moving to hold Regina's hands, effectively ceasing her packing. The slightly smaller woman frowned a bit and looked up at the savior. "Forgetting someone?" she murmured softly, watching the light dance in the jade eyes watching her. Brown eyes widened suddenly in realization as her maternal instinct kicked into high gear.
"Henry. Oh, Emma, what are we going to tell him? Who's going to stay with him?" She squeezed the hands clasped in hers tightly, worry shining brightly in her eyes.
"Don't worry. I'll call Mary Margaret and have her take him back to the loft. He can stay with his grandparents while we're gone." Emma moved her thumbs in soothing circles over the back of Regina's hands and the mayor took note of how soft, yet strong the woman's hands seemed to be.
It wasn't long after that the two women found themselves standing on the docks, looking up at the ship that would be carrying them away to another land. The former queen wrinkled her nose and sniffed a bit "It smells like salt and rum. Sort of like your boyfriend."
The blonde glared playfully at her son's other mother "You know full well that Hook isn't my type. I don't bat for his team anymore than he bats for mine." She took a moment to appreciate the dress that Regina had chosen to wear for their departure. It was fitted and deep red with a peek-a-boo slit in the neckline which exposed a teasing amount of cleavage which the savior was happily enjoying, discretely of course.
"Mom! Ma!" The sound of footsteps bounding across the wooden planks had both women turning to meet their son as he barrelled towards them. "Hey Kid, you didn't think we were just going to leave and not say goodbye, did you?"
Emma ruffled her son's already wind blown hair affectionately before pulling him to her for a hug "We'll be back before you know it. You won't even have time to miss us. Promise." Soft lips pressed to the crown of his head as he hugged her abdomen tighter.
Regina stroked his back soothingly as he released his blonde mother in favor of her. She rocked him gently and ran her fingers through his hair to tame it. "Emma is right, sweetheart. We won't be gone long. We'll be home as soon as we can."
"Why can't I go with? I can handle it. I handled going to Neverland, remember?" Brown eyes looked pleadingly up at his mother's, his best puppy dog pout in place.
"I'm sorry, kid. This time, it's just too dangerous. When we get back, your mom and I will take you anywhere you want to go, okay?" The sheriff chose to ignore the daggers being shot at her from behind brown eyes as Henry nodded enthusiastically. "Deal!"
"Alright, give your mom another hug. Be good for David and MM. No video games until after homework. No double dessert." Henry waved his hand dismissively "Yea, yea. I know the rules. Bed by 9:30, no shoes on the stairs. Wash behind my ears. Blah, blah, blah."
"Aye, lad. Listen to your mothers." Hook called from the deck of his ship, grinning down at the boy "Maybe they'll let us go sailing once we return, eh Henry?" The second pirate captain appeared beside him and leaned as far over the taffrail as far as possible and tipped his hat to young Henry "It's nice to meet you, Henry. I am Captain Jack Sparrow. Most famous pirate in all the seas!"
"He means in one sea, really." Hook nudged Jack playfully, the women exchanging a look at the obvious flirtation between the two men before they gave their son one more hug and kiss and made their way up the gangplank to the deck of the ship.
Emma jogged below deck to deposit their bags into the room Jack had allocated for them, both women more comfortable being in close quarters in the event that something went wrong. Once the bags had been tossed on the bed, the blonde returned above deck and set to work helping prepare the vessel for it's trip between realms.
Regina primarily used her magic to tighten knots and adjust sails, her eyes straying to the blonde who had begun to occupy more and more of her thoughts as of recently. Her eyes lowered from the lovely face to the muscular, yet feminine arms that were currently pulling a rope down to one of the tie pegs, Pearly white teeth sunk into a plump lip as the muscles flexed and quivered under the strain and the queen had to turn away quickly lest the savior find her staring.
"Alright, lasses! It's time. Jack, throw the bean. Ladies, hold on." The captain yelled from behind the ship's wheel, turning it to bring to ship about, Sparrow let the magic bean fly and watched it land in the water with a soft 'plop' before a whirlpool began to form, a bright green light emanating from the center of it.
Emma crossed the deck quickly to where Regina had braced herself and she felt the woman shiver at the close proximity. She brought her arms around the woman and grasped the rope lines behind her, trapping the former queen between her body and the wall of the ship.
"I've got you, Regina. I won't let anything happen to you. Not ever." The brunette let out a gasp before gripping the rope lines as Emma was, pressing her body back against the one already molded to her backside, eyes squeezing shut as the ship tilted and plunged into the mouth of the portal.