I'm happy with where it's going, even if I slightly (hahaha slightly.. mhmm) destroy a bit of stuff in the progress. Anyways, don't fret. The chaos is coming soon though. Hope you enjoy, sorry it took me a bit to update. Dat season finale tho.. my heart.. Also, thank you so much for your reviews, you all are too lovely

I own nothing but my mind.

"Why do I have nothing to wear?" Another article of clothing was flung across the room, piling up with the others.

"Too formal, too casual, too messy, too.. Is that ketchup?" Another shirt chucked to the clothes scattered around the room.

She plopped down on her clothed-covered bed. "Okay, I got this. Breathe, Swan. You're going to find an outfit and you're going to give her the razzle dazzle and woo the lady. The beautiful lady. The beautiful lady with fancy clothes. That is intimidating and also paying me.. To go to diner with her at her parents' house." Emma inhaled before exhaling roughly. "I seriously did not think this through."

Fixing her hair in the mirror, her phone began to ring. "Mother?"

"Hello, my dear. Are we having lunch today?"

She debated with herself about lying to her mother or not, it always seemed to be a tricky business. "I'm sorry, I have a meeting scheduled today."

"Oh don't be foolish, I already checked with your assistant."

Mentally condemning herself for saying that she quickly came up with a way to squirm out of her mothers hold Cora seemed to possess.

"Not a business meeting, mother. I actually have friends."

"Is that so, my love?" She could feel her mothers smirk through her voice.

"Yes." She spoke firmly, she was feeling stronger this morning.

"So be it, I do not wish to keep you from your plans. I suppose we'll have lunch another time."

It wasn't like her mother to back down so easily, she wondered what she was up to and what made her let this go. "Thank you, mother." She spoke with empty words, something wasn't right.

"I'll speak to you later, darling."

Then there was a click and she was gone. Regina breathed a sigh of relief before the anxiety quietly builded up inside her. As soon as she noticed it she pushed it away and decided to focus on her plans with emma today, that's all she needed to focus on for the next few hours.

There was a knock on Emma's door as she was in her bathroom fixing the loose strands of hair that seemed to bother her more than usual.

"Be there in a sec!"

She took a deep breath and make her way to the door, looking at the clock and realizing it was only a minute passed twelve.

"You seriously are-" When she opened the door her mouth stopped working. Just completely stopped working. She hadn't intended on that happening and definitely not having it become as noticeable as it was.

"See something you like, dear?" Regina stood there, her head slightly tilted to the side as a smirk crept up, sending heat to Emma's core.

She was wearing a white blouse with sleeves that folded just past her elbows with a vest, it was buttoned down to show her cleavage that Emma was still gazing at for far too long, with black pants that hugged her legs and killer heels.

"Emma.. Emma.. Earth to Emma."

"Oh. Hi." With her mind coming back to her body, she managed to convey those couple of words. God, this woman always made her tongue-tied. Amazing how much power she held.

"Hello, dear."

After a short delay she managed to speak coherently. "Would you like to come in?"

"Mrs. Mills, you have Mr. Gold on line 2," her receptionist voiced over the intercom.

"Mr. Gold! Glad to hear from you." Insincere enthusiasm filled the room.

"Yes, I wanted to converse with you about a rather important subject I believe we both may thrive from."

"Well, you see, I believe your handsome son would be a proper date for my dear daughter this weekend."

A wicked grin spread across her face.

"Okay so you're telling me we're not only shopping but they also serve drinks while you look?! Seriously, you're never going to get me out of this place, Regina."

The blonde took a sip of her white wine, relishing the beverage and the current dress she was in as she took in the image of herself in the mirror. Amused, with a smile that resembled a cute little puppy, Regina sat on the couch watching as Emma twisted and inspected every inch of herself. She's so beautiful, Regina caught herself thinking. They'd previously gone through tucks and suits Emma thought she'd look good in but she felt weird in them. Plus, deep down she wanted to look good as hell at this event and turn Regina on in the process. Trying on a few dresses couldn't hurt, it'll just be for a night, she thought.

"Okay, so what do you think of this?" Emma turned so she would see the front of her.

"It's beautiful.." Regina trailed. "But?" Emma interjected.

"I have a visualization of a dress you may like."

Almost on cue a worker walked towards them. "Hello ladies, how are we doing over here? Anything I can help you with?"

"Actually, you can." Regina got up to talk more discreetly and close, leaving the blonde to watch curiously, sipping her drink every so often to keep her nerves away.

Moments later the woman that had previously left came back with a dress hidden away. And Regina carrying a box of what she presumed were shoes.

"Okay, so I picked out a pair of shoes I think would compliment the dress." She spoke as she approached Emma.

"Do you need any help getting it on?" The worker handed her the dress.

"No, thank you." She took the dress and gave a polite smile. Then Regina handed her the shoes before she went into the dressing room.

Regina sipped her drink, waiting, secretly crossing her fingers hoping she would love it too.

When Emma zipped open the bag she froze. It was beautiful. Hell, it was fucking dropped gorgeous. She did know one thing and it was that Regina Mills had impeccable taste in clothing.

Stepping out of the dressing room looking confident as ever, she strutted across the floor in heels that were too much but not too little either.

She caught her newfound friends gaze, bringing a rush of heat to her center. She stopped a few feet in front of Regina.

"So.. Whadda ya think?" She even tilted her head and bit her lip, adding to Regina's sexual frustration thats been building up.

"I think you're driving me crazy, Emma."

Regina got up and took a lock of blonde curls, her other hand cupping her face. Kissing her deeply, kissing her passionately, backing her up against the mirrors. Emma kissed her back and gripped her waist, pulling her into her more. More. Without a care of who came back into the corner of the store to check on them and offer them refills. Just lost in each other completely as they both fought for control. Regina pinned Emma's arms against the cold glass to say she was the one in control. The blonde opened up her legs as much as she could in the dress as Regina moved a thigh in-between that opening, grinding against her slightly. As she attempted to suppress a loud moan she would've been kissed though, she broke it and turned her head to the side as Regina relished, taking that moment to kiss her neck, biting a little to mark her.

"Oh god, Regina!"

Regina smirked on her neck as she continued her work.

"..Regina. Regina! Regina!"

"I.. oh. Sorry, what was that?"

"Where were you just now?" Emma inquired.

"I just," Regina inhaled and exhaled quickly. "I zoned out, I don't know what happened." She spoke quickly. Too quickly and she knew it but simply couldn't help blurting it out.

Emma could tell she was lying, it was easily noticeable but she decided to leave it alone for now. For now.

"Okay, so.."

"I think you're stunning." Her voice turned husky. Regina got up and walked over to Emma, turning her around so they could both view her reflection. Standing behind her she began to speak and touch the fabric, with one hand on Emma's forearm as she pressed her head to the side.

"The red will match your lipstick and compliment your eyes," her hand moved from up the side of her dress to Emma's face, she leaned into her palm when it touched her face. "The v-line shows off your cleavage in an elegant and fitting way." She bit one of her plump lips as she restrained herself from tracing along line of the dress that went down a ways in that area not wanting to overstep. "The three quarters of the dress sleeve will be good when theres a chill in the air, and you are gorgeous." Emma felt two hearts thumping. "Everything that you accessorize with will be an added bonus."

Emma could only blink and focus on her breathing since Regina was so close to her, she wanted to focus on what she was saying but it was hard with there being not even the slightest of distance between them.

"Do you like the dress?" Regina turned her head so she was looking right at Emma's face, not in the mirror anymore.

"Yes, it's amazing, its breathtaking!" She was gawking but she didn't care.

"You're breathtaking," Regina thought her comment was inaudible but she sensed E had heard her still being intertwined with each other. She extracted herself, not wanting to get lost in her completely. She was mesmerized already. They both missed the heat they shared and suddenly lost.

Emma's stomach grumbled.

"I suppose I'm going to get you out of this store after all." Her playfulness and smirk was back. Continuing onto their conversation she spoke again. "Oh, would you want to wear pearls?"

Emma nodded and Regina was in search of pearls as she went back to the dressing room to change.

"I can't believe we're actually doing this."

"Doing what, dear?" Emma acted innocent, pretended she didn't have a clue what she meant. She loved pushing her buttons, there was something about it that trilled her.

"Having a picnic out here!" She struggled to keep up with Emma momentarily, the heels made her taller but her legs still weren't as long as emma's.

Catching the brunettes struggle she slowed down, although she was excited for an afternoon at the park with Regina she knew they had time.

"Oh, so sorry to take you away from your throne, your majesty." A wild grin spread across her face and Regina couldn't help but let hers free, too.

They found a spot on the well tended to grass, Emma put a sheet out they bought on their way to the park, telling her queen that they would just have to suffice as acting throne for awhile which earned her a slight push to her arm.

"So, you come here often?" Emma lowered her voice and raised an eyebrow pretending she was a guy from a dating site attempting to connect with someone.

"No, never." Her voice was low as she stole another on of her fries.

"You know, you could've gotten your own, right?" She was entertained as she watched her steal one of her fries several times now while when they ordered to go the queen was adamant about not needed her own.

"I could've," she swallowed, "but where would be the fun in that?" That earned an eye roll, Emma noted that next time she would buy extra fries even if she insists she doesn't need them.

"So.. about not coming here? Why not? I mean, this place is incredible." She motioned at the view surrounding them, green and comfortable grass, perfectly molded trimmings of bushes, the fresh air. Then she dipped her fries in ketchup before stuffing her mouth.

"Indeed it is, I just haven't had time for it I suppose. With work theres not exactly much time for anything else. And when there is, I fill it with other things."

Emma practically inhaled her fries. "They are not going to magically get up and walk away, Emma. I believe you may want to consider not choking on your fries."

After she breathed she spoke, "thats the best way to eat them though." She looked up proudly.

"Such an infantile." Regina took another bite of her salad.

"Hey, be nice! She threw a fry at her.

"Point proven," she spoke and pursed her lips slightly as she threw it back at her. When she glanced up she saw Emma had a bit of ketchup on the corner of her mouth. Knowing how the blonde would swat around everywhere else but that spot she decided to go for it. Her palm cupped her face as her thumb caressed the corner of her lips, brushing it along slowly, dragging the vermillion colored sauce just enough to fully clean her up. When it was on her finger fully she brought it to her lips and licked it off as an in-awe blonde watched unable to completely process the sight.

Her face was shaped as an O. Her mind was running wild. Did she just do that? She just touched me and caressed my mouth and then licked the thing, that thing whatever that thing is called. She licked it off of her thumb that was on my mouth and my face. I really want to kiss her right now. That was so fucking hot and I just want to reach out and pull her closer to me until theres no space between us, can I do that? She just did that, I don't think she just does that to anybody does she? No, not just anyone.. no. Fuck, Swan. You're in. You're definitely in now.

Meanwhile so was Regina's. Did I seriously just do that? That was such a cliché romantic comedy thing to do. Who even does that in real life? Why did I do that? I could've told her where it was and she could've got it but of course I went for it. I just licked the ketchup off of my thumb that was on her mouth and now she's frozen in place. I wish purple smoke could surround me and I could vanish, that would be helpful right now. Come on, Emma. Move, say something, anything – something. Do. Something. We can't keep looking at each other like this.

"I – Regina." It wasn't shy as taken aback as she was, her eyes went darker and her voice was low and faint. Before she knew what she was doing, she inched closer and her lips were against soft, crimson lips, her hand tucked Regina's neck and strands of her hair. Parting her lips slowly as the brunette did the same they kissed passionately and slowly. Neither of them thought, they just did in harmony. Regina cupped her face again and Emma nearly hummed at the warmth that radiated off of them. It wasn't sexual, as much as they both thought they'd tear each others clothes off in the middle of the park it was actually kind of heartfelt. A connection, a spark, they weren't in love quite yet but they could feel the connection pulsing through their veins, drawing them closer to each other. It felt right, it felt real. They deepened their kiss, letting little moans escape as they did so. Their plates were subconsciously swept out of the way as they were now on their knees, bodies touching, heart rates rising. Eventually they stopped to breathe, wishing that it wasn't a crucial part of life in that moment.

"Emma."

"Regina."

Then it was silent. No awkwardness. Both of them still recovering from the lack of air during that kiss they just looked at each other, sunken back down to their bums now, covering up their panting and exchanging looks of something they quite didn't understand. But it felt right, it felt so right.

Emma sat there, her leg thumping up and down unable to think about that kiss and how soft she was. She had to admit she missed the warmness she felt earlier, it was actually sweet. Not to mention Regina was one of the best kissers she had ever had the pleasure of kissing. But it also scared her. She had only felt this way with one other person, definitely not that connection she only felt now, but love. Or what she thought it was. Of course they ended up not only humiliating her, but tearing her down to nothing. She's much stronger now, but the scars of her past still remains. Going down this road with Regina, it brings a bittersweet feeling. If she even wants to go down this road, she thought. Her mind seemed to collapse on itself over and over. She made her way to grab and beer and decided to plop back on the couch and watch a show. It was shortly lived as there was a knock on her door.

"Graham?" He nodded with a pack of beer in his hand, maybe disgruntled, possibly had a bit to drink before he even got there. Nevertheless she moved out of the way for him to enter. When he took out a beer for himself realizing she already had her own and put the rest in the refrigerator. And Emma knowing the routine, took a seat back on the couch and turned off the tv, waiting for him to return.

"So how was your date?" He sat down next to her and took a sip of his beer.

"My date?" She almost spat out her drink, surprised he called it that.

"Mhmm." He looked at her with no intent of joking.

"Well.. I wouldn't of exactly called it that but today was kind of nice actually." She smiled remembering the fond memories of the day earlier.

"You to have gotten pretty close today, yeah?" He looked at her intensely.

"What do you know of it? Why does it matter?" She returned his intensity, maybe even starting to get riled up herself.

"I saw you both today." He said it like it was dirty, like it was wrong of her to do.

"You watched us today?!" She was furious, that wasn't only creepy but unethical and just wrong.

"I may have went for a stroll in the park and saw you two close." He took a large swig before setting it on the coffee table in front of them.

"Why? Why would you fucking follow us? Abuse your power, abuse our friendship? For what?"

"Had to make sure she wasn't a psycho." He only shrugged.

"I can take care of myself. Now tell me the actual reason." Her green eyes were flaming with fire by now.

"Emma, I love you. I always have and I can't watch you get hurt." He leaned forward and kissed her. His tongue was against her closed lips, his hand gripping her neck too tight, he was trying too hard. It didn't feel right. Her eyes were opened and as soon as she realized what was happening she pushed him off.

"I'm so so sorry. I shouldn't have. I, I'm so sorry." He staggered out of the apartment, leaving emma flustered.

Regina was pacing, she was actually pacing around her office. Of course there were files on her desk but her mind couldn't stray from that kiss. Thinking that stretching out and getting the blood flowing may help her concentrate she decided to walk around her office for awhile. That kiss was magical, her lips were actually on mine. Emma Swan's lips were on mine. She – we, we kissed. And she initiated it. Well, I put myself out there but she actually wrapped her hand around my neck and pulled me in to kiss me today. She's getting better on her timing and took my advice from last night I see. She smirked. Fast learner she is. She even has me calling her Emma now and not Miss swan where even is my head? What does this mean? Does she want to date me? Or is this just fun until the job is over. The idea hung over her head that this was all an act until the job was done. There was a familiar knock that stirred her out of her thinking.

"Come in."

"What's wrong? You're pacing." Katherine was genuinely worried as she took a seat near her desk not too far from Regina.

"I.. um.. Well, you see.. " She gave her friend some time to figure out what she wanted to say knowing at times it was hard for her to make sense of an issue when her brain was jumbled. And Regina was stuck wondering how to tell her friend how she went online to find a date and is now considering dating said lady. If said lady wants to and god, she hopes so.

"I met a woman," Regina started.

Katherine's eyes looked like they were about to come out of their sockets before she managed to control her whirl of emotions that came rushing and nodded for her friend to go on.

Hope y'all enjoyed. I'd love to know what you're thinking. I'm going to destroy a lot of shit in the next chapter. Cannot wait.