Just an idea I had and so it turned out onto this one-shot. I hope you'll like.
All mistakes are mine.
Disclaimer in the first prompt.
She walked home. Alone. By now, she was used to be alone, but it didn't make it hurt any less. At least, she had been invited to Granny's for the magnificent celebration after Emma and Mary Margaret's return from the Enchanted Forest.
It hurt. It really hurt when Emma said that she had invited her only because of Henry. For a moment, she really had thought that she was important for more than one person. Especially after Emma told the whole dinner that she had invited her.
After Emma told her that she had only invited because Henry had asked her, she had to put the strong face everyone in Storybrooke was used to, she would not let the blonde see her as weak.
Finally, she got to her house and noticed that in the front door there was an envelope and when she picked it up she felt her breath hitch, because on top of it, it was written in the characteristic handwriting of the Sheriff "To Regina, the mother of my child."
She didn't know what was inside of the envelope and she wasn't sure she wanted to find out, because it could easily be a prank or just a way to hurt her feelings even if no one knew they were doing it.
Regina entered her house and walked to the living room, she lit the fireplace with a quick move of her hand and settled down, still in her formal clothes so she could see what was inside of the envelope.
She opened it and quickly realized that the only thing in the envelope were two pages, the first one being a letter addressed to her and she couldn't possibly imagine why the blonde woman that had come into Storybrooke, the birthmother of her son and the woman she had helplessly fallen in love with would write her a letter.
She began to read it and she could feel immediately the tears welling up in her eyes.
To the mother of my child,
Hi! I really don't know how to start this letter and so I'll just go along with whatever comes into my mind. I'm not even sure why I'm even bothering to write this letter because you'll never see it but I had to in one way or another say this to you, even if it's just an image in my mind.
First, I want to thank you for taking in the child I gave birth to because you have no idea how happy I am that my son will not have to go through everything I went through. I managed to persuade the agency to where my child would go to and the moment they told me that he had already been adopted by this kind and single lady, I just knew that my son would have a home, a roof on top of his head, a bed to sleep every night and most importantly, someone that would love him.
I had my fair share of foster homes and I'm just glad that my son that soon will become your son will not know how it feels to be bouncing from home to home. But, believe or not, I'm also glad that you are getting him, because I know what it feels to be lonely. I don't mean to assume anything at all but a single woman that wishes to adopt is not a common thing but I know that this child you're getting will be able to fill your heart in more than just a way.
I know that I won't be there to be her mother, because being in prison and teenager is no way to raise a child, but I'm happy that you'll be fulfilling that role and that you'll get to hear his first word, the first time he'll call you "mommy", his first steps and all his firsts.
There's just one thing that I ask of you: to always love him, no matter what.
Thank you with all my heart.
E. Swan
Why would Emma give her that letter? A letter she was never meant to read. She wiped a few tears from her cheeks and put the letter behind the other page only to realize that it was a second letter but this time, the letter was addresses directly to her, not "the mother of my child" but her name.
She never deserved to read that letter, especially after all she had done to Emma, the way she treated her before the curse was broken. The logical thing to do was to burn that letter because Regina didn't deserve any of this.
The funny thing, besides having her name written on it, was that it was dated that same day. When did Emma had time to write her anything? And why would she? Regina was the Evil Queen and Emma was the savior but she couldn't deny the warm feeling and relief she felt when she saw Emma emerging from the well.
Dear Regina,
I don't know what you're thinking, probably something along the lines that you don't deserve this but the thing is that you do deserve this. You deserve having Henry as your son and more importantly you deserve to be happy.
And I meant it what I wrote in the last letter, because even though our relationship has never been on the best terms, I realized that you did give Henry all that I wrote. You gave him a home, you gave him love and for that I will be eternally grateful.
I really don't know what else to say but to say thank you one more time and to tell you that I hope that we can be friends or something more in the future.
Thank you,
Emma Swan
More tears flowed constantly and one of them dropped on top of the letter and Regina hurried to dry it before it could stain the paper. She tucked the letter close to her chest because no one had ever made her feel that warmth inside her, not even Daniel.
Wait… Regina thought for herself as her eyes widened when remembering the last part of Emma's letter. What did the blonde mean with the words "something more"? Did she like the brunette? Was she aware of Regina's feelings for her? Or was it just the ability of the Sheriff of being eloquent as ever?
She didn't have time to wonder anything more when the knock on the door distracted her from the train of thoughts about a certain blonde.
What she didn't expect was that the certain blonde that was plaguing her thoughts was the person she found at the other side of the door.
"Hi" Emma said in the same she had when she first came to Storybrooke.
"Emma? What are you doing here?" Regina asked her with a frown on her face.
"I-I just… umm… I lied." Emma stuttered and she scratched the back of her neck because seriously, this had been a better plan ten minutes ago. Besides, she was seeing Regina, not the Mayor, not the Evil Queen, just Regina still in her power suits but with dried tears on her face.
Regina put a confused look on her face because she didn't know exactly what had Emma lied about. And the endless possibilities were just too much. Had she lied about what she had said on the letters? Had she lied about Henry wanting her to be at the dinner?
"I lied when I said that Henry wanted you there, you know at the dinner." Emma stated. Immediately, the blonde regretted the way she had answered because apparently the brunette thought that Henry didn't want her to be there. And she could see already her eyes pooling with tears.
"No, I mean…God, this shouldn't be too hard." Emma tried to rephrase but failed miserably.
"What shouldn't be too hard Miss Swan?" Regina asked in her Mayor voice, because she would not allow any more weakness to be shown to the blonde, even if she loved the woman.
"This, talking to you. You're Henry's mother, we fight on an almost daily basis and still I can't tell exactly what I came to tell you." Emma explained.
"Then, if you are only going to stand in my porch doing absolutely nothing and wasting my time, I'm going to ask you to leave Miss Swan." Regina deadpanned, because even thought she had read the letters she didn't know how to act in front of the woman that had written those letter.
"Henry wasn't the only one that wanted you to be there." Emma rushed to say before the Mayor could close the door on her face.
"What?" Regina asked.
"I-I also wanted you to be there. But I panicked back in the dinner and told you Henry was the reason I invited you. Ok yes, Henry did ask me to invite you but I had already intended to invite you and it was also the reason why I gave you the letters. Did you read them?" Emma rambled before asking the important question.
"Why?" Regina couldn't understand any of this. Yes, she had hoped that Emma had invited her because she had wanted to but she never thought that it could actually be a possibility.
"Why I wanted you to be there or what?" Emma asked in confusion, with a face that resembled a confused golden retriever. Regina found it endearing.
"Yes but also why did you want me to read the letters. I should be the last person you say thank you to." Regina stated.
"I wanted you to be there because I saw your face when we left Gold's shop. I don't know, you looked as if you would never be enough, but you also had a look in the face that told that you wanted to be there, even if it meant to deal with my parents." Emma chuckled nervously.
Emma took a deep breath and continued her explanation. "But also because I wanted to get to know you, and I thought that the celebration would be the best way but I was wrong and you left and I followed you and I panicked and now I'm here trying to explain everything to you while standing on your porch, the letters were because they were true and after seeing you face in Gold's shop I wanted you to know that I'm thankful for everything you did to Henry, adopting him and that and I thought it was a nice gesture but I was also wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me but I mean, it's not as if you would say yes because you hate me and I'm a mess of a person and you could see that in the letters and now I'm rambling and I'm just gonna go before this turns even more awkward and let's just forget any of this happened." Emma rambled while taking a few steps back.
"So, yeah I'm just gonna go." And she turned on her heels before she heard Regina.
"Emma wait!" Regina said. "Did you really mean it?"
"What?" Emma asked, because she had said a lot of things and didn't know exactly to what Regina was referring to.
"The part that you wanted to go on a date with me." Regina asked nervously, vulnerability laced in her voice.
"Yes." Emma said without hesitation. "I really like you Regina and I wanted to get to know you and do all that stuff that one person does when they like someone."
"But I'm the Evil Queen." Regina muttered, because there was no way that Emma would actually want to go on a date with her, this was all a product of her imagination or a very cruel joke.
"You were the Evil Queen and you're trying to change, absorbing a death curse only to see if Mary Margaret and me got out from the well and not your mother was a proof of that. And besides, I've only seen you as Regina. So, what do you say? Do you want to go on a date with me?" Emma asked with a renewed sense of confidence.
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yes Emma, I really like you too." Regina said, even though she knew that she was in love with Emma, she didn't know how well the other woman would take that declaration; she didn't want to scare off the blonde before anything could happen.
"Is it okay if I kiss you?" Emma asked and Regina gaped at her. She only nodded, she didn't trust her mouth not to betray her.
And so, Emma took a few steps forward, Regina closed her eyes and for a moment she thought that Emma wouldn't kiss her and all of this was a sick joke, but then she felt soft lips on top of hers and she knew this wasn't some kind of joke.
"Tomorrow at 7?" Emma whispered as they pulled away from their first kiss. Regina again only nodded because this was too good to be true.
"Okay." And Emma gave her that lopsided smile that melt her heart. "And Regina? I love you too." Emma said nonchalantly as is it was an every day declaration and as if she had read Regina's mind.
And Regina chuckled because Emma had suddenly put her at ease. "I love you too Emma." She said as she closed the door and touched her lips where just a moment ago, Emma's had been.
This night had turned out good, despite the previous events. And yes, it was all of Emma's fault but she wouldn't change it.
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