So I got so excited with the story I forgot to mention I own no DISNEY characters used in the writing or making of this fic.

Sorry I know I usually do better. But got distracted with life. And I hope you guys like the new name change. On a side note you may experience a small variation of emotions this chapter. And as for responding to my guests and the members I will answer or clear up any confusion next chapter. Oh and a quick thanks to everyone who submitted titles. Pussy Lover I will make a special dedication to you in the story somehow since I couldnt use yours lol.

Another special thank you to Disturbing Visions a violent visionary writer after my own heart. For her titles with reasonings and walking me through everything. I was having a Disney movie marathon and the title popped into my head but not before our sparkling conversatiokn so thank you.

All mistakes are mine… Enjoy! I am going to write.

Previously on Lady and the Champ (formerly In the Ring)

Watching as the chair turned around, Regina sighed relieved as she realized it was Graham.

"Humbert what are you doing in my office, when you have one of your own?"

Completely ignoring the brunettes question. Graham placed a balled fist under his chin. "You know I was. And doing my damnedest to avoid that meeting and your father's minion when I received a call from a certain acquaintance of both of ours. Asking how she could find and contact a Gina. Now myself being who I am I don't know any Ginas. The only Gina I know has a Re in front of it."

"God you didn't tell her did you?"

"No I finally understood and played along." The young man said closing his eyes as Regina sighed again. "But now you owe me."

"Fine," the brunette huffed. "What do you want Humbert?"

"For you to tell me the truth."

Chapter 4: Like It's Our Last

"Where do you want me to being Graham?" Regina asked deflated as she took her seat on the plush leather couch. Feeling her body tighten with exhaustion as she placed the folder on the table. Before turning back to the man who stared at her condemningly.

"The beginning Regina. Since you made me apart of this its only fair." Debating his words Regina nodded before standing from her seat. She found she was unable to sit comfortably anywhere with the topic at hand. Groaning she moved to her desk, shooing the grown man from her chair. Which he happily stood from to allow the brunette to claim the seat. "Regina," he warned. Waiting for the woman to begin with her explanation.

"Fine. Fine. Mal and I decided to go to the fight. I went more as a gag while she was determined to watch sweaty men fight one another while she fantasized. But that wasn't the case for me. Sure I had gone but I didn't think anything of it but that's when I saw her. And I was knocked off my feet from that moment on."

"That is a sweet tale but that is not explaining why she believes you are Gina instead of Regina."

"In a moment of weakness I chose to be normal. I didn't want to be the powerful Evil Queen I just wanted to be Gina. You know what happened last time." The brunette droned. Feeling tears sting at the back of her eyes as she thought of Daniel. "I couldn't. I just longed for normalcy and she was my chance at it."

"And that's when Gina was born," Graham breathed. Feeling remorse for his business partner. "So what are you going to do? Apparently the young woman is very taken with you as well."

The two partners sat quietly as they both meditated for different reasons. "I am going to say this one time as a friend Regina. I know how you feel. The stress of always traveling. Not remembering what your home looks like. The slow days and meetings after meetings, but breaking a girls heart to fulfill a dream is selfish. Tell her the truth before you both get hurt." Graham barked before departing from the office. Closing the door behind him more forcefully then was necessary. Leaving the brunette to her thoughts.

Maybe Graham was right. Leaving her alone would be best for both of them but it wouldn't change the fact that Emma Swan had opened up a new world for her. Both mentally and sexually. Placing a frustrated hand to her temple, Regina tried to ward off the headache she felt fast approaching. A piece of her longed to be normal, to not be expected to act or look a certain.

A knock sounded on the door. "Hey Re. I just saw Graham storm by, what the hell did he do?" The blonde asked stepping into Regina's office as she closed the door behind her.

"He knows about 'Gina'." The vice president frowned. Watching as her business partner took the seat in front of her. "And he thinks I should stay away. While I am a ball of confusion."

"As much as it pains me to say it you should do what makes you happy. If being normal is something you really want then go for it. Just be well aware of the consequences should you journey down this path."

"I think the best option I have… is to stay away from Miss Swan."

(Emma)

Her mouth guard went flying as she took another hit. Her focus was flying from wall to wall as Nimue connected with her jaw again. Before assaulting her ribs in a combination of hits.

Leroy slapped his open palm against the canvas as he blew out a frustrated breath at his fighter. He had noticed the wide look in her eye when she came bouncing into the gym, but he thought it would evaporate when she hit the mat. But he had been anything but right.

"Swanny what the hell are you doing?!" He shouted. "Nim back off." He demanded. Sliding under the rope, before he stood and stalked toward the blonde. Grabbing her roughly by her head gear. "What the hell has gotten into you! You should be in your prime, training harder then you ever dreamed. Everything we worked for, everything you slaved for is in front of you. But you're throwing it away? Why?"

"I'm sorry Roy. I just…"

"What's her name?" The dwarf asked.

"Wha…"

"Her name! Her name! The reason your head is in the clouds instead of in the ring."

"Gina."

"Well get out of here. You're no good to me here, with your mind occupied. Come back when you're ready to fight kid."

Pulling her phone from her pocket she dialed Grahams number.

"Ah Miss Swan how lovely to hear from you. What may I help you with today?

"I was hoping you could transfer me to Gina. I just need to talk to her for a brief moment."

"She has been asking for you. I suspect she has something to tell you as well. Give me a moment."

Emma listened to music as the brunette gentleman transferred her to the person she had been longing for. The person who had left only a note in her wake.

The boxers heart beat faster as she heard the phone being picked up.

"Regin…"

"Gina!" Emma shouted excitedly, ignoring the fact that the brunette had almost given her real name.

"Miss Swan?!" The vice president whispered in a tone that was both surprised and fearful. "How did you get this number?"

"Graham Humbert gave it to me." Emma listened as the brunette muttered something that sounded close to 'Sure he did'. Pushing the thought away Emma's smile widened. "Why did you leave? You should have told me if I did something…"

"Emma…" the brunette started. Feeling dejected as her guilt returned. "It was nothing you did but everything to do with me. I'm not someone you should want dear. With that being said I think it would be better if we never spoke to one another again."

"Gina don't do this. It's been a long time since I've felt this way. Just give me a chance. It doesn't have to be a date… but I can't lose this. I can't lose you."

Tears stung at the back of the older woman's eyes as she cradled the phone closer. Using her free hand to wipe away the fallen tears. All she wanted to do was reach through the phone and hold the fighter, but she instead did the opposite.

"Good bye Miss Swan."

"Gina! Gina! Don't do this!" But the brunette never heard the words. Beeps echoed through the phone signaling once again that Gina had left. Leaving Emma to stare angrily at her phone.

The boxer huffed in frustration. She wasn't going to give up that easily. Gina may have. But if there was one thing Emma had learned as a fighter. It was to never give up on something that was worth fighting for.

Too distracted to be in the ring, Emma went to work. Hoping Ruby had an assignment for her, to help clear her mind. The blonde pushed through the heavy doors into the building. Bright lights towered over her head as she paraded across the luminescent titles.

Greeting fellow co-workers along the way as she went. The paper and it's family had become comforting to the boxer. When she wasn't fighting, she was occupying her time taking assignments and pictures. Snapping photos had become her peace in the middle of her turmoil.

"Wow I didn't expect to see you at working darling," cried the editor. "I thought perhaps you be somewhere beating a woman senseless," she smirked. Wrapping her fur jacket tighter around her body as she moved around Emma. Taking a puff from her cigarette, as her eyes appraised the blonde.

"Hello to you too Cruella. I see your looking swell. Considering you probably just climbed out of a gin bottle," Emma challenged.

"Your wit is ever amazing dar-ling. And as much as I'd like to stay and banter I have a business appointment. Ta-ta for now." The salt and peppered haired lady sneered. Throwing a wave over her shoulder as she walked past Emma.

"If I didn't know both of you the way I do I'd assume you hated one another." Ruby said. Stepping behind the blonde as she crossed her arms over her chest.

The boxer smiled at her best friend, amazed. It never ceased to amaze her how Ruby looked in public verses at work. The brunette supported a orange and black plaid skirt that matched flawlessly to the burnt orange top she sported. The outfit made her look more like a conservative librarian rather than a mid 20's journalist. The only thing that suggested Ruby's age was her black stilettos. And her hair crinkled into a messy bun with a pencil holding it in place.

"Halloween come early this year," Emma humored. Watching as her best friend openly scowled.

"Just because you don't care how you look at work doesn't mean I shouldn't." The brunette retorted swatting the fighters arm. "Besides Cruella has a strict dress code. Similar to the Devil Wears Prada but even worse. Considering your free lance you don't get the blunt end of the stick."

The legged brunette huffed turning around as she strutted toward her office. "But it does raise the question of why are you here? Shouldn't you be fighting or playing hide the banana in the sheet?"

Emma sighed at the journalists crude humor.

"Gina made it clear she doesn't want to see me again. I finally reached her but… she turned me down."

"And you're giving up?" Ruby asked hopefully. As she stepped over the threshold to her office. Moving toward her desk as Emma stood frozen in the doorway. Shifting the duffel bug on her shoulder, with her unease as she gazed at the floor. Oblivious to the smile that sat upon her friends face or the happiness in her tone.

"Well no. I just needed to clear my head. I thought work might be the perfect place as I think of what to do next." She admitted. Taking a cautious step into the office, before completely going inside.

"So you're really serious about this?"

"More than anything. She made me feel things I haven't felt in years. Her eyes," Emma hesitated. "And that hair."

"So she's pretty huh?"

"More like indescribable. I've never felt this way about a person. I just know I want her Ruby. I know you don't like it, but I'm asking you as a friend. Please."

Shutting her eyes the brunette intertwined her fingers, placing both indexes under her nose as she pondered the verbal request. She had never seen her best friend so animated about one female. Emma had come to her a broken, untrusting womanizer. But that blonde wasn't staying before her. Instead she saw a young woman full of hope and asking her to help play match maker.

"Fine. I'll do it but remember I warned you."

Regina sifted through the contracts on her desk. Calculating and searching over every figure to make sure it was precise. Making sure every sponsorship was yielding the agreed amount. After her unnerving conversation with Graham she had thrown herself into work. Hoping that focusing on work was enough to take her mind off Emma Swan.

But the universe seemed to enjoy her suffering. Because the exact person she hadn't wanted to think about, the person she hadn't wanted to talk to called her. She had been careful not to leave behind her number or real name but it hadn't mattered.

Emma had found a way to call her and hearing the blonde's voice sound so disheartened had nearly broken Regina's reserve. And saying good bye had been even worse.

Another knock sounded on her door. After her phone call with Emma, Graham had come to check on her. But her lack of strength led to her turning him away. The knock came again.

"Go away," the brunette hissed.

Another knock. "Goddamnit Graham I said go away."

The VP ceased working when she heard her door click. Her eyes fled to the door as she watched it open slowly. "I don't want you here."

With a final swing the door flew open. In the door way stood a figure that held a large vase of red, variegated and yellow tulips.

"And I thought you would be happy to see your papí Regina. Perhaps I have been gone to long." Her father smiled teasingly as he lowered the flowers. "Mija you grow more beautiful with each passing sun." The elderly man raved, proceeding further into the office. Before placing the flowers on the desk and pulling his youngest daughter into a tight embrace.

The tender moment lasted awhile longer before the brunette twisted out of her father's arms.

"But what are you doing here?" Her brown eyes searching her father's as he grinned down widely at her. "Weren't you over seeing the branches in New Jersey? Why are you here?"

"Well I was in New Jersey until Sidney voiced that my daughter. The head of one of my branches seemed distracted. He voiced his concern and I see I was right to come."

His daughter sneered. Often she found her father's minion, Sidney Glass, to be too observant of her.

"Daddy I am fine. There was no need for flowers."

Shaking his head, he released his daughter. As he dragged his finger tips softly over the delicate petals.

"These are beautiful flowers but they did not come from me."

Eccentric hazel hued eyes examined her father closely. Running timid fingers over the bouquet, the brunette felt for a card. Surprised decorated her face as she felt her fingers brush against a hardened surface.

Dipping her fingers between the stems, she plucked the card from its concealed placement. As a surge of emotions rose in her chest.

Dearest Gina,

It amazes me that someone so beautiful is as hard to find as Waldo. But I am hoping after you read this card you won't hide from me. I know that you believe we shouldn't see one another but I am hoping this gesture with the help of your friend Mal will convince you.

I personally chose each bundle of tulips. The variegated tulips symbolize how captivating your eyes are to me. Ever since that moment at the arena I haven't been able to forget them and I never want to.

The yellow represents the sun in your smile. Whenever I am around you, there doesn't seem to be so much darkness in my life. And I am hoping you will give me more chances to see your smile.

The red is said to carry many meanings. It can be seen as a Declaration of Love or a statement of faith. In which I'm asking you to believe in me. I'm not sure if this is love. But I am asking for a chance.

It doesn't have to be a date. But I won't give up. Not until you look me in the eye and say you don't feel anything. If you felt anything last night then give me this one chance. I know this is scary it's as scary for me as it is for you.

If this meant anything to you. If I mean anything to you. Then meet me tonight at 5 in central park.

I'll be anxiously awaiting your answer.

Emma Swan

The brunette clutched the card to her chest as she gazed appreciatively at the flowers. Emma Swan was a complex puzzle with a beautiful soul. Guilt swirled in her stomach as she moved the card away from her chest before staring at it again. She had promised she wouldn't pursue the blonde, despite every fiber in her being begging her to.

Looking at his daughter. Henry watched as her expression went from one of adoration and infatuation to one of confusion. Seeing the need to step in, he cleared his throat. Non-verbally requesting his daughters attention.

"Why do you looked so troubled my love?"

A weak smile was offered to the man, as the vice-president moved back behind her desk.

"Does it involve the person that sent these flowers?" The brunette nodded. "It seems the person wished to send a message. So will you respond?"

"Father I want to," Regina sighed. "But I am scared about the risks. I'm scared I'm no good for her. I like her the last thing I want to do is hurt Emma." His daughter admitted. Reclaiming her seat as she allowed her head to settle against the back of the chair.

"Regina that was not your fault. You can't continue to torture yourself because of someone else's choices."

"But Daddy I feel like a completely different person around her."

"Is that bad?"

"No. I enjoy the person she brings out of me. I feel free and unrestricted around her."

Henry smiled at the way his daughter illustrated herself around 'Emma'. It had been so long since he had seen life sparked back into his daughters eyes. And it made him want to personally shake the other woman's hand. He knew running Wonderland was toiling but Regina had taken on the task with such poise and grace, he hadn't seen his daughters unhappiness until it was to late.

"Mija I believe you should embrace this with open arms. If this woman makes you happy. Even if it means you are different around her, then I think this is a good thing. I simply want what's best for you. And if this Emma is best for you then I think you owe it to yourself to give it a chance."

"I don't know if she makes me happy. I'm not sure about anything."

"And you'll never know if you don't find out."

(Emma)

"She's not coming." The blonde frowned as she leaned against a tree. Staring at her watch again for the hundredth time that afternoon. "Maybe the flowers were to personal. Or what if she didn't like them?" The fighter reasoned sadly, leaning her head against its rough bark. As she sank down the rest of the tree.

"Will you relax." Ruby demanded. Displeased that her best friend had dragged her out into the heat of the day. But more upset with the fact her heels had continued to sink into the soft earth. "My match making has yet to prove ineffective. Besides I let you write the card. So if she doesn't show, it is probably an error on your side more then it is on mine." The brunette teased as her friend huffed. Checking her own watch she smiled before parading toward the blonde. Bending down as she held her wrist out for the blonde to see. "Emma it's only 4:57. Have faith."

"I just can't mess this up Ruby. I don't even know her yet but it feels like she completes me. She's the piece I never knew I was missing."

Furrowing her brow the journalist stared at her friend, cocking her head to one side. "It would seem Shakespeare has some stiff competition." Red mocked. Dodging the playful swing the boxer took at her. "Alright. Alright I'm sorry. Let's go through the plan again. What happens first?"

"The boat."

"Do you remember how to drive it?"

Emma looked away from the brunette. Purposely avoiding her gaze as she looked out into the horizon.

Wiping a frustrated hand over the back of her neck the older woman moaned. Permitting several obscenities to fall from her lips as her best friend evaded her question skillfully.

Forcing a gritted smile Ruby spoke evenly and slow. "You'll drive to the marina. Once there you will locate the 101 Dalmatian it should be at the far end. With Cruella on a business trip I am doing you a solid. The boat is to undergo no damage, no destruction, nothing. There is a manual should you forget anything. As long as you stay away from the gin the old bat shouldn't notice anything out of place. But I will have her assistant manage the boat once its returned. Then you are to safely sail the boat to the marina located on the far end of the city.

Dock as far away from boats as possible. From there you will head to the restaurant owned by a friend of mine. The reservation is under Swan. When the night is over dock the boat here. And bring the key to me tomorrow. Do I make myself clear Swan?"

Turning back to the brunette Emma nodded. Detecting the underhanded warning Ruby had issued. Red was risking a lot for her and putting blind faith in her and she didn't plan to take it for granted.

"I won't disappoint you Lucas." Emma promised with a smile. Before turning back to watching the civilians in the park, when she spotted a familiar figure. Squinting into the distance, Emma watched as Gina cat-walked down the sidewalk toward them. "Ruby." She breathed tapping the older woman, as she pointed in Gina's direction. "That's her. That's Gina. She came, she actually came."

Ruby turned with a smile on her face before it fell. She knew the woman, but she didn't her as Gina she knew her as Regina Mills. Power mogul and a vice-president to Wonderland. She knew because she had interviewed her on several occasions. Ruby watched as a blonde blur rushed past her toward the brunette. Red didn't know what game Regina or Gina or whoever the hell she was, was playing. But she refused to let it happen to her best friend.

Rising from her squatted position she moved briskly toward the two women. Feeling slightly empowered as she witnessed the Evil Queen crumble before her with recognition. As she realized who the younger brunette was with Emma.

"Gina," Emma cried. Looking at the woman in disbelief. As if she were debating if it was all a dream, that she was destined to wake up from. Or if she reached out to touch the older woman that she would disappear like a puff of smoke. "I can't believe you came. I was so worried you wouldn't," Emma whispered pulling the older woman into a hug.

Regina blushed as she felt the young woman pull her strongly into her arms. She had come to personally reject Emma and her offer, but being in the young woman's arms felt like home. Like she had been molded to fit the blonde that held her tightly.

Resting her head against Emma's shoulder, she sighed. Her plan had been forgotten the moment she laid eyes on the woman. Closing her eyes she leaned into the embrace. Taking in the shelter the fighter offered. A throat cleared behind them, sending Regina crashing back to earth as she stared at none other than Ruby Lucas.

The young brunette was a local journalist that had interviewed her. And over the years they had grown acquainted with another in a weighted professional sense. Bad blood sat between her and Miss Lucas and they both knew it. It filled the air between them, making it hard for either to deny.

"Sorry Rubes. This is Gina the woman I was telling you about. And Gina this is my best friend Ruby." The boxer said gesturing toward the tall brunette beside her.

Slipping into her professional mask Regina forced a smile. Extending her hand to the journalist. "It's a pleasure to meet you Ruby."

"I wish I could say the same. Gina." Red growled. Staring at the woman, refusing to shake her hand.

"Sorry she can be over protective." The blonde attested, as the vice-president lowered her hand. Moving her gaze to the pavement. Missing Emma shoot a reprimanding elbow into Ruby's side.

Ruby glared at Emma, before her features softened. Looking into the fighters pleading eyes.

"I apologize if I was rude," the writer spoke. Folding her arms over her chest. "But I won't apologize for wanting to protect my best friend. She means a lot to me and if it's in my power I plan to protect her from all danger seen or unseen."

A sinister smirk crossed the business woman's lips as she examined the brunette. "I do understand. I too have friends that I protect and love dearly like family. Perhaps you would like to voice some of those concerns now dear. I'm sure Miss Swan wouldn't mind."

The fighter went to protest, but Red answered before she had the chance. "I'd love to. Emma if you would excuse us for a moment. We'll return shortly. Just gonna issue the best friend warnings." The journalist lied with a wink, as her best friends internal lie detector went off.

Emma watched as Regina led the way with Ruby following closely behind. Something was wrong and she could feel it. Even when Emma had introduced potential dates to Ruby, she had never stood on edge. But with Regina, Red had automatically tensed and went on the defensive side. But what had bothered Emma the most was the flaring of her lie detector.

"What the fuck is this?" Ruby demanded lowly. "Is this some kind of sick game to you?" The leggy brunette demanded.

"Miss Lucas I assure you this is no game. Nor does it have anything to do with you." The vice-president retorted cooly.

"Emma is my best friend. It has everything to do with me." The writer insisted.

"She may have invited you but I assure you dear it doesn't. But since you seem so adamant in getting rid of me. I shall put your mind at ease."

Some of the tension in Ruby's shoulder alleviated as she continued to listen.

"I came to tell Miss Swan that it is essential that we cut all ties."

"Perfect. Well do it together," the writer said. Beginning to walk off before the older brunette seized her upper arm. "What?"

"Are you willing to sacrifice everything your friend did? Her happiness? All because of who I am?"

"No. All I've ever wanted is for Emma to be happy. I just… I didn't… I didn't expect or want it to be you." Red admitted.

"It's not one sided Miss Lucas. I came her to tell Emma I couldn't see her again. But when I saw her… I can't describe it. No words can elaborate how I feel when I am around Miss Swan. If you love her and only want to see her happy then don't take this away from her. Allow me to tell her in my own time."

Ruby's scowl faded as she looked where Emma stood alone. Smiling back at them as she offered both women a small wave. How could she be the person to rip away her best friends happiness? Not when she had watched Emma all but forget what it meant or looked like.

"I promise I will tell her when the time is right." Regina offered. "Just let me say good-bye in my own way."

"Fine." Ruby bit as she ripped he arm away from the hold Regina had on her. "But I know you and what you've done Regina Mills. I just pray you know what you are doing. If the truth finds its way out before you get the chance, then the consequences are on your hands." Ruby warned with a tone of finality.

(Marina)

Emma and Gina walked slowly down the marina toward the 101 Dalmatian. The ride to the ship yard had been quiet. Neither woman had the gall to break the silence so they had rode in silence. Both women listened as the water rolled over the boat and the aging wood of the board walk.

Shifting the keys in her hand with unease Emma chanced a look at the brunette. Her arms were wrapped securely around her as if warding off cold. Buy the fighter knew that wasn't the case. The wind held a salty warmth, that was welcoming rather then abrasive. The boxer spotted the boat and felt her heart expand as she beheld the vessel.

Taking the older woman's hand gently she pulled her along. Assisting her over the walkway on to the large boat. The boat was massive but not overbearing like a yacht. Emma had been prepared to walk further onto the boat when a soft hand braced against her upper arm.

"Emma there is something I must tell you." Gina started.

"Gina stop." The blonde declared. Holding an open palm out to the older woman. "I don't know what Ruby said but it doesn't matter. Let's just enjoy the evening."

Regina bit the corner of her lip. "Gina please. I wanted this to be special for you. So just give me tonight. If you never want to me after tonight I'll understand. But don't ruin this opportunity because of my best friends rough demeanor. Forget what Ruby said." The blonde requested stepping toward her companion.

"Then let's make this a night we won't forget Miss Swan… let's make it as if it was our last."

Alright so I'm uploading this in hopes that I will finish the next chapter later this afternoon. But hopefully you liked this one enough to stay with me. Can't decide if I like Ruby yet or not and I'm the writer so I only can imagine how you guys feel. But let me know what you think… and hopefully it will give me the inspiration for the next chapter so I can post it to.

NEXT CHAPTER:

-The date continues

-Regina's decision