Chapter 9
Back in his office, Dr Whale watched the live footage from Regina Mills' room. He had placed a spy camera in the patient's room while she was sleeping. So far nothing was happening. He waited patiently for the witch to use her magic and catch it on tape.
Minutes passed and all he saw was Regina crying. He had been very rough on her and it was understandable that she was affected by the incident but he had to provoke her. That was the only way he could be sure that she would try some magic.
Suddenly, he saw the woman conjure a fireball in her hand.
Got you! He thought to himself.
He saw the blonde from the other day enter the fireball was gone. That footage of the fireball was not long enough. He then realised that this woman was from the same agency Regina worked at. He continued watching.
A cloud of smoke engulfed the two women and when the smoke dissipated, the two women were gone. The doctor needed to know where they had gone to. He ran off to the parking garage to get to his car. He brought with him Regina Mills' file that also included her address and contact information. He figured that the brunette would probably go home. Well, it was worth a try anyway.
He entered the door that led to the parking garage and went down the stairs. Upon reaching the parking garage, he saw a yellow Volkswagen bug past him. He recognised the two women in the car. They had teleported to the parking garage.
Dr Whale rushed to his car so that he could trail the witches.
There was a small bar around the corner from Henry's apartment. Emma had been to that bar a few times with Henry after a long day of solving crimes. She liked the atmosphere. The music wasn't too loud and there were rarely many people there.
Emma and Regina found a table near the back and sat down.
"This place is nice." Regina observed.
"I know. That's why I like it."
"You come here often?"
"You trying to pick me up?" Emma teased.
The brunette's cheeks turned bright pink and it was visible even with the dim lighting. She was enjoying herself. She forgot that she had a bad day for the most part. Emma seemed to have been able to put her worry at bay.
A waitress came by their table and the blonde ordered a beer while Regina ordered red wine.
"Tell me something about yourself." Said Regina.
"What do you wanna know?"
"I've never seen you in the ASF before. Are you new there?"
"I was in the Boston base before I transferred to Maine." Emma answered.
"Any reason behind the transfer?"
The expression on the blonde's face became a little sad.
"I'm sorry if I'm prying. You don't have to answer if you don't want to." Regina touched Emma's shoulder.
"No. It's okay. I was romantically involved with an agent."
"Oh."
"We broke up and it was difficult to work in the same place because she cheated on me with another agent."
Regina looked up when Emma mentioned the word 'she'. Emma paused because their drinks had arrived. The blonde took a sip before continuing.
"So I requested for a transfer. The chief recommended me to the Maine base to assist with the spell book case."
"You were involved with a girl?"
"Yup. Can't be a lesbian if you're only dating guys can you?" Emma winked.
The brunette did not know how she felt about it. She had never had a gay friend before.
Does Emma think that this was a date? Regina was worried that she was sending the wrong signal.
"I'm straight." the brunette claimed.
Emma was confused at the sudden declaration.
"Okay…"
"Just wanted to be clear."
"Good."
"Good." Regina nodded her head.
She wanted to kill herself at that very moment. She was making a fool of herself. She needed to get out of there immediately and hide her face. The brunette downed her glass of wine.
"I've gotta go." Regina said suddenly.
"Do you want me to drive you back?" Emma inquired.
"No. I can poof myself back. Thanks for tonight." the brunette said as she made her way to the exit.
The blonde was left completely puzzled by the whole situation.
Henry looked around his empty apartment. He may be a little hasty to have kicked his own mother out. He didn't even ask how she was able to walk and why she was wearing a t-shirt
and jeans. He had never seen her mom dress like that before. He could just call her up and ask but he didn't want to appear weak or apologise for his actions.
The ex-agent decided to pack up his essential belongings and start his investigation.
I should probably stay somewhere where my mom, Emma, or the rest of the ASF won't look for me. He thought to himself.
He added a few more clothes in his duffle bag. He had no idea how long he was going to be off the grid. He figured that he shouldn't need to worry about his mother anymore since she was out of the hospital and seemed to have recovered well. Emma, Mary-Margaret and David could look after her while he was gone.
Having already slept the afternoon away, Henry had a lot of energy. He intended to drive to the city to crash at his girlfriend's apartment near the college. It had been a while since he went to see her anyway.
Henry grabbed his keys and placed the duffle bag on his shoulder and left the apartment.
What was I thinking? Regina thought to herself as she paced about her bedroom.
She had no idea why she was feeling so strange being around Emma. That woman just surprised her at every turn.
So what if she is a lesbian? Many people are gay and they have straight friends. It doesn't mean that their friends will end up being gay as well. I really like spending time with Emma. That doesn't mean I have feelings for her. I'm a married woman. I was…
The brunette looked around her bedroom. The last time she was there, Daniel was still alive.
Daniel.
Regina was feeling guilty. She hadn't even gotten a chance to visit her late husband's grave. She didn't get a chance to say goodbye. She felt so lonely even when she was in a coma she could feel the sense of loss. The ache and yearning of being held again.
The brunette picked up a photo frame from the bedside table. She ran her fingers on Daniel's chiseled face. He was a very handsome man with short brown floppy hair and deep blue eyes. He had always kept his face clean shaven even though Regina didn't mind the scruffy beard he had in the mornings. She missed him so much. A single tear fell down her face.
She brought the photo close to her chest and sat down on her side of the bed. She kicked off the sneakers she was wearing earlier and laid down. She turned to the empty space next to her. She placed the photo frame down so that she could see the photograph of Daniel. She took his pillow and hugged it tightly and breathed in the scent. It still smelled like her husband. Regina sobbed uncontrollably.
I miss you.
