Hey guys! Glad you folk seemed to like the first chapters well enough, here's Chapter Three, i try not to develop things too quickly so its a slow burn SwanQueen keep in mind.

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The drive to the farm had been a fairly simple one, the house was quite large and when she pulled up behind it it had a large red barn behind it, likely where she would be living. She pulled up out front of the barn and climbed out of the RV. She stretched and pulled her red leather jacket on.

Though they hadn't set a time to meet at the farm Emma honestly expected Robin to be there anyway so was quite surprised when instead of the man an absolutely stunning woman stepped out of the houses back door. Emma assumed this was Robins wife though she couldn't recall getting the woman's name. With a friendly smile Emma met the brunette half way with a hand extended.

"Hey, I'm Emma Swan I believe I'm in the right place. Robin Locksley hired me this morning." She explains looking at the woman.

"So it seems. I'm Regina Mills. The wife. It's my horses you'll be looking after." Regina looked at the hand before shaking it. They weren't as soft as the brunette expected.

"Alright. Good. So... I expected Robin honestly, he said he was going to show me where to park, where I'd be living and a brief tour of the property." Emma explained looking a little awkward. Regina was staring at her, calculating.

"I didn't want you here. I could have handled all of this myself. I could have handled not having strangers around my child. So I'm warning you now, mess with my kid and I'll mess you. You're not allowed in the house unless invited, if I find you snooping in my house I'll have you arrested. Should you go near my husband for anything but work related things you'll be terminated. Clear?" Regina quirked her eyebrow in challenge.

Emma was, admittedly, taken back by the woman's cold and fierce words but she couldn't help be a little admirable. Regina cared for her family that was clear, at the very least cared for her son. Though again she had to wonder about the mistrust for Robin. It was one thing to warn someone away from your husband but it was another thing to even need to warn someone away. Was it because he was a good looking guy? Was Regina just that possessive? Or was it something more.

"Yeah... yeah we're clear." Emma spoke slowly and clearly. She wanted the job, she'd follow the woman's rules.

Regina nodded and reached into her jeans pocket and produced some keys and handed them to the woman. Emma took them looking at them.

"There's a lean-to at the back of the barn you can put your RV under. The keys are for the loft you'll be sleeping in and the tack room where the horse gear and food is. I have the mixes for the horses written down. You don't have to ride but if you can lunge the horses for at least half hour each morning I'd appreciate it. There's a key to the truck around the back of the barn, if the horses are in the far paddocks you can drive the hay and food out to them. Don't run the truck empty." Regina explains in the same cold yet much more informative tone.

"Ok, can you show me the property lines?" Emma asked curiously and Regina turned and walked to the side of the Barn.

"Our property isn't huge, easily managed by myself when I had the time. It expands to that corn crop over there, and then all the way back to that tree line out there. I graze in all the paddocks directly behind the barn and everything to the side of the property I let grow for hay harvest later in the year." Regina explained gently now. Emma wasn't acting like a cow so it seemed Regina should let up.

"Ok thank you. I'll check it all out before I turn in tonight." Emma offered.

"If you like but you don't officially start until tomorrow so at your own leisure today. I need to go and pick up my son. Stay out of the house." Regina says sternly. Emma just smiled and nodded.

"See you." The blonde watched the gorgeous brunette walk away. She wasn't even mad at how Regina spoke to her, in fact she was kind of curious as to what made the woman so hard.

Regardless Emma had her job and she aimed to do it appropriately so when Regina climbed in the BMW and drove out of the drive Emma headed for her RV first, putting it around the back in the Lean-to as she had been told and then got her bag and her groceries out and headed into the barn. It was large with four open stalls, a fifth and sixth was full of square bales of hay. There was a stairwell on one corner and the other corner had a locked door which Emma assumed was the tack and feed room.

Heading upstairs with her bags she unlocked the door and walked in. The loft was large, open plan and modern looking and looking at it Emma was completely surprised she was even in a barn. It was gorgeous, easily the nicest looking place she'd ever lived and it was a barn. A small closed off room 'behind' the kitchen was a bathroom that had a shower, a tub a toilet and a vanity.

The kitchen was spacious without being huge and had an island/breakfast bar and opened into the living space there was shelves and decent amounts of storage both in the kitchen and the open living area. There was a faux fireplace, because it just wouldn't do to have fire in a barn, and a sofa and two arm chairs. It was set up to comfortably entertain but only live one or a couple. There were curtains that were pulled back to the sides that looked heavy enough and wide enough to completely close off the 'bedroom' part of the loft. Emma saw no point personally and left the curtains tied open.

It had a woman's touch to it, dark reds and greys, matching colours that worked well in the space. Not something Emma really felt like a man could achieve. Not that she was completely certain a man couldn't do it she just a had a feeling that this was all Regina. Putting her bag in the wardrobe in the sleeping area she headed back to the kitchen and unpacked her supplies. The fridge/freezer was running and the water was hot. There was a kettle and a small coffee pot. Everything Emma needed.


Regina hadn't quite expected Emma to be quite as good looking as she was. Ruby wasn't wrong in the least. But it worried Regina, she knew what her husband was like and she knew Emma had no loyalties. She couldn't handle another of Robins indiscretions, she loved him, she really did and she was convinced he was it for her. She was in her thirties and had some short comings. Robin was it.

But it didn't stop Regina's mind wandering, making up scenarios, none of them favourable for her. She was still scowling when she pulled up at her mother's estate across town. Less farm like than her own the quaint estate had stone walls all the way around the property, it wasn't huge but large enough to house three horses, a separate cottage along with the manor. It even had a small open side stable block for when the weather was too bad to have the horses in the yards.

"Hello dear." Maleficent called to Regina as the brunette approached the house.

"Hello, Mal. Where's the boy?" Regina asked smiling. She very much got along with her mother's partner and had been very accepting when Cora had explained she was seeing a woman.

"Down in the yard with the filly still. Cora's just gone down, he's been with the filly all day." Mal chuckled lightly falling in step with Regina as they made there way towards the yards.

"That doesn't surprise me. He's always going on about the Filly. Drives Robin mad. It's all Henry talks to him about." Regina offers with a chuckle.

"How are things with Robin? I know I ask every time I see you but I can't help my concern." Mal made a slight face.

"Fine. He still goes hunting. He still comes home to me. He plays with Henry and he knows better than to mention them in front of me." Regina mumbles and shrugs.

"Why was you frowning when you showed up?" Mal asked softly.

"He hired a woman to work at the farm since he won't be there to allow me to work the property like I used too. And with the Grand Prix in a few months I need to focus more on Daisy when I get the time to go out to them." Regina admits shrugging her shoulders.

"So what's the problem?" Mal asked prodding a little further. The help couldn't be that bad.

"She's gorgeous. Like stunning Mal, as Ruby put it she has 'legs to die for and and ass to worship.' How do I compete with that?" Regina sighed.

"You don't. The first moment he makes you doubt him you leave or kick him out. Fire her if it looks like she's instigating." Mal says fiercely, she was rather protective of her life partners daughter.

"I don't know if I can handle that." Regina confessed. Mal pulled her into a hug.

"You'll be fine sweetie." Mal encouraged gently.