Chapter 10
Regina, who is not so sure the boy had heard her correctly, leans forward to gauge the expression on his face before looking back to the blonde and shrugging. She clears her throat before she starts to ask, "Henry? Did you..."
"Why would Grams get upset about that?" Henry asks suddenly, standing and turning to look down at both woman as he very seriously insists, "There has to be more to this story than that."
Emma does not recover right away but she does manage to shut her fly trap of a mouth before she speaks, "You're... You're right Henry. The thing is... When we got back from Manhattan your grandparents and I were looking for your Mom at the Harbor. They wanted to talk to her and we were sort of just wandering around aimlessly until I ran in to her. We had an argument... then that's when... well..." She pauses unable to add the last part.
"That's when she saw me kiss your Mother." Regina finishes searching the boys face for any indication of stress or confusion at the recounting of this story but there is no sign of either of those things.
"Yeah..." he starts to say thoughtfully, "... but a kiss shouldn't have her as upset as she has been with Emma." Henry says as he turns about to think things through.
The two women share concerned looks with each other as they quietly wait for him to say anything further. He takes a few steps away and suddenly turns back to face them. "Show me." He says with a firm nod of his head.
Again Emma's jaw drops open and her eyes grow impossibly wider. Regina's face mirrors much of the same response but she manages to speak up. "What?" She says in an uncomfortable laugh.
"I don't understand why Mary Margaret was so upset. It must have to do with the way you kissed Emma. So show me." He insists.
Regina looks over at Emma who still sits with her mouth open. "Henry..." She shakes her head frantically, "I don't think that..." but she does not finish her sentence.
The boy crosses his arms over his chest in a challenging stance. At this she furrows her brow a little annoyed by this familiar show of defiance. She turns to the blonde. "That is… your… son." Emma only nervously huffs out a laugh as a response.
"Show me or don't... either way someone is going to answer me. Like I told Emma earlier... I can just get Grams to give me her side of this story." He says in that challenging undertone.
It is now Emma who appears annoyed. "No... That is definitely your son right there." She says pointing at the boy for emphasis.
Regina rolls her eyes at the blonde then turns her attention back to the boy. "Henry. You can't just ask me to kiss her. I didn't even mean to in the first place." She offers as an excuse.
"Really?" Emma scoffs. "You sure didn't give off that impression back at the harbor." She says as she turns to meet eyes with the brunette.
Regina scowls and lets out a disgusted gasp. "I assure you at the time that was the furthest thought from my mind."
"Oh that's right and… uh… who started that confrontation? I forget. Oh wait a minute... I remember now. You did." Emma says rather sarcastically.
"You instigated it! I just wanted to see Henry and you were avoiding my question as to where he was. For all I knew he could have been kidnapped by Rumpel while you were off gallivanting in New York!" Regina says forcefully as she stands up to look down at the blonde.
"Oh..." Emma says in a growl shaking her head. "You know Regina? You are a real piece of work. I had the common sense to take him away from a town that was harboring a deranged witch and her unhinged daughter!" Emma says as she stands up to accept the now verbal challenge, while stepping up in to the woman's personal space.
"Don't… push… me... You have no idea what I am capable of." Regina growls as she stabs a finger in to the blonde's chest.
"Oh believe me... I know." Emma bites back with a defiant raise of her chin and in one swift motion Regina grabs the blonde forcefully by the neck and pulls her in to a searing kiss. The blonde fumbles but eventually wraps her arms around the other woman to pull her closer.
Another kiss in the heat of the moment only to be interrupted by the very same distraught voice they had heard all those months ago in that harbor alley. "Oh my God... Not again..."
Both women pull away from each other to find Mary Margaret standing on the sidewalk behind the bench. This time though neither Emma nor Regina is the least bit panicked. Regina leaves the scene the way she does best but not before she sends a rather satisfied smirk in Mary Margaret's direction. Then with a quick gesture of her arms she is gone up in smoke.
"Oh... purple smoke… I get it now." Henry says nodding in understanding behind Emma who is still facing her mother receiving another one of those mother death glares.
"Damn that woman! I am so sick of getting left behind to deal with the aftermath on my own." Emma mutters as she turns around to meet eyes with her son.
"I'm guessing this is how it happened the first time?" Henry asks her with a chuckle.
"Yeah kid pretty much." She says with a shrug followed by a chuckle of her own. "I think your Grandmother here is going to need some time to cool off. Let's go to Granny's for ice cream or something." She says with a playful grimace out of said Grandmother's line of view which garners another chuckle from the boy.
They pass up Mary Margaret to get in the car and drive away. "What in the hell?!" Mary Margaret shouts before stomping away.
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