Part 10

By the time Regina was finished in the bathroom, she was so wishing she had never decided to eat those Lucky damn Charms. She rinsed her mouth out, but the lingering taste of marshmallow and stomach acid still remained. So with eagerness to get to her own master bath and brush her teeth, she flung open the door and almost crashed into a surprised Savior.

Emma quietly gasped, but carefully held onto the hot mug in front of her to keep it from spilling. "Swan?" Regina questioned sharply, as she glanced at the cup that was held out for her. "What's this?"

"It's ginger tea."

"And?"

"And, it helps with nausea," Emma explained assertively, and just held it out further for Regina to take. "Just trust me, it helps."

"Trust you?" Regina blew a breath out. "The last time I trus…" she couldn't even finish that sentence because suddenly she was back to that night the two of them were in her bedroom, when she knew Emma never even said those words. Hell, if she was being truthful with herself, she was the one who advanced and put the moves on her that night they made love. Now she grimaced as the word love filled her head when it was just sex. She bit down on her bottom lip as everything in her head just kept snow balling, and now she forgot what she was even going to say in the first place. "Oh never mind," she fretted and brushed by the blonde.

"Um Regina?"

"What?" she snapped.

"Your tea, Madam Mayor."

Regina groaned irritably but actually took the tea from Emma's grasp. "This better help."

"It will," Emma drawled slowly, then held out her arm.

Regina's glare hardened as she stared at the proffered arm. "What?"

"I'm taking you to bed," Emma stated clearly.

Regina silently gulped. Bed? Whaaa? She suddenly forgot to breathe as she was teleported yet again back in time to that night with the Savior and instantly her body began to thrum with those not so forgotten sensations of how good it felt, how erotically right all of it made her feel… in fact it seemed to just knock her right off her throne.

"Come on," Emma insisted and it snapped the Mayor out of her lust filled haze.

"Emma," Regina breathed quietly, still not sure what to do.

"You need your rest."

"Oh, uh," she muttered uncomfortably.

Emma grinned. "What…you expecting something else, dear?"

"Oh please," she huffed. "And I do not need a mother telling me when my bed time is."

Emma sighed and quietly counted to ten. "Please Regina," she tried keeping her voice soft. "You've had a very long day, and if you won't do it for yourself then please do it for the baby." She gave the brunette a hopeful smile, and this time she held out her hand.

For long moments they regarded each other. Emma slowly began to notice the tired way Regina stood, the burdened set to the shoulders, the lines around her mouth. She was absolutely dead on her feet, and Emma had half a mind to just heave her over her shoulder and carry her off to bed. As that thought rolled in, other thoughts started to heat and burn through her and slowly a saucy grin appeared. "Emma," Regina throatily whispered.

"What?" the blonde swallowed.

Regina paused then shook her head. "Oh, never mind."

"Please you need your rest," Emma said in her gentlest tone.

Regina's mouth twitched, her lips thinning, but she nodded briefly. "If you insist," she relented and surprised the Savior by actually taking her hand.

Tingles immediately radiated through them and, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, their fingers instantly interlaced and Emma gently began to lead her up the stairs to her room, but stopped at Henry's room. "He's already in bed, so if you want to tell him good night, I'll give you a moment."

A little surprised, Regina reluctantly withdrew her hand and at once she felt the loss. Exhaling a long breath, she quietly entered her son's room.

Emma quietly watched her gently glide across his room and tenderly tucked him back in, whispering a good night low in his ear and then bestowing a soft kiss to his forehead. She felt tears drift unexpectedly to her eyes and had to painfully blink them away at the touching scene before her. She had witnessed this many times, and it never affected her this way before, but watching it now, it pulled at her heart knowing in just a few months Regina would be doing this very same thing with another child of hers. She had to take a few steps back to ward off how choked up she was getting before a certain someone made a comment about her being so damn emotional… and she wasn't even the one pregnant.

Just as she carefully wiped the lonely tear that escaped, the door to Henry's room quietly closed. "Oh you're still here," Regina snipped and warily stepped by her and continued to her room.

"Regina," Emma groaned. "I'll leave once I know you are in bed."

"Oh great; are you always going to hover like this?" Sshe tossed over her shoulder.

"Yup," Emma stated matter of factly and just kept following her. As they entered Regina's master bedroom, Emma swiftly moved past her and delicately turned down the covers. And in a very game show mistress mode she moved her hand flauntingly over the bed. "There you go, Your Highness."

Regina rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I need to brush and actually change into my night gown."

Emma only smiled and crossed her arms. "Okay, I'll be waiting right here until you get back."

"Oh my god," Regina complained. "I seriously don't need you to tuck me in."

"Yes you do," Emma smirked with a shrug. "In fact I think deep down you really love me taking care of you…oh by the way how's the tea?"

Regina had her nose buried in the mug as she took another sip. She didn't even realize she still had it until Emma said something. Clearing her throat she walked the few steps that separated them and held it out for the other woman to take. "Honestly it isn't very good, so go be a dear and take it back down stairs, oh and while you're at it, wash it."

Emma took the mug back and noticed it was half gone. "Sure thing, would you like some warm milk or maybe some crackers?"

Regina rolled her eyes and groaned. "Just go," she ordered.

"Not until I know you are in bed and resting. You're dead on your feet, Regina. Now go get ready for bed, and I bet by the time you're ready, I'll be back to tuck you in," she winked with a huge smile.

Regina groaned again as she turned to leave for the bathroom, and Emma sighed once the door was closed to separate them. "So stubborn," she whispered but did what she was told and raced back downstairs where she quickly washed the cup, making it back upstairs just before Regina opened the door.

"I see you don't listen," Regina quipped as she stepped out from the bathroom.

A shudder of a breath escaped the blonde at seeing Regina in a long sleeveless white silk night gown. In fact all she could do was stare as she watched her drift across the room toward her. It was like Regina took a page right out of her very own fantasy. "Uh," was all that finally slipped from her lips.

Regina cocked an eyebrow. "Something wrong, dear?"

Emma hesitated. "No, you're just…just…" she wanted to tell her how stunning she looked, but that wasn't what came out. "You look tired."

"So you keep telling me." Regina carefully moved around the Savior to make sure she didn't touch her, as Emma waited for her to get into the bed. She exhaled loudly as she not so patiently waited for Emma to actually tuck her in. "Okay, you satisfied?" Regina rasped, and the intimate moment wasn't lost on either of them.

Emma blinked and took a deep breath as her mouth dipped into a tiny smile. "I guess I should go." She turned and headed for the door, her heart racing with emptiness and loss from not wanting to leave.

"Miss Swan," Regina's voice rang out so soft and unsure that Emma wasn't sure she even heard it or if she just made it up in her head, so she just kept walking. "Emma." Now she knew for certain that she heard her name and turned back around.

"Yes?"

Regina's own heart was pounding and the moment Emma turned to leave made her entire body ache with a loss, and if she was going to get any sleep that night she was going to actually have to break down and ask the blonde to stay. "Believe it or not, I need you to do something for me," the former queen admitted weakly.

Emma blinked. "Um okay."

Regina groaned and wiped a hand over her face. "Will you um, stay?" she quietly voiced.

Emma tentatively took a step back toward the bed. "What?"

"Please don't make me repeat it."

"Regina," Emma narrowed in on the image of the other woman lying on the bed in the darkened room. "You want me to stay?"

Regina had to close her eyes to ward off her nervousness. She was the evil queen, damn it, she did not get nervous, yet here she was as anxious as could be. "Yes," she faintly whispered.

"Okay, you want me to stay, like um on the floor? Cause I'm pretty sure you don't want me in that bed with you," Emma stated very clearly. "And I won't be your damn dog, Regina."

Regina finally rose up on the bed. "Not the floor, and yes the god damn bed." She all but shouted in a huff.

"You want me in your bed?"

With aggravation lining her voice Regina rolled her eyes. "Yes, now get into bed."

"You don't order me around; you can't tell me what to do."

"Oh my god, that's not what I'm doing, I just want you to get into the bed," Regina exhaled harshly.

"Well stop ordering me around."

"That's not what I was doing." Regina now tossed her legs out of the covers and stood by the bed, now a few feet from the Savior.

"It sure sounded like an order," Emma detested, and now didn't understand why she was acting this way, isn't this what she wanted, to be next to Regina? "You will not order me around again Regina. I said I will be here for you and our child, but I am not your slave."

"That isn't what I was doing; I was only trying to get you to stay and come to bed."

"Well try something different because to me…." But she didn't get a chance to finish it when Regina was suddenly in her personal space and her hand was now clenched around her shirt and pulling her toward her in a fierce kiss.

Catching her breath, Emma drew back. "Now that's definitely something different."

Regina smirked but just leaned in and kissed her again, but this time it was softer, but no less passionate as the arousal begin to build. Drawing in another breath Emma pulled the brunette into her arms. "I can't stop thinking about that night," she whispered next to her ear. "It was the most amazing experience I've ever had, and I don't think I can just sleep by you and not want to do that again. In fact, for weeks it was all I could think about." Emma's voice quivered with desire and how honest she was being.

Regina silently moaned, because that was exactly what she was thinking and had been going through as well. "I know," was all that she could utter, her chest rising and falling with her own unrequited desire. On impulse Regina moved forward and kissed the soft hollow of Emma's throat, then down a few inches to where her t-shirt started and her skin ended, immersing herself in the warm fragrance that was uniquely the Savior's. She ran her hands down smooth sides, resting them on Emma's hips, then back up strong arms. She felt the blonde tremble as she rested her fingertips lightly at the base of her neck under her long hair, leaving her quivering beneath her touch.

Emma swallowed hard. "I am ... hard time… standing, and I…"

Regina cut her off. "Then perhaps you should have listened and done what I told you earlier," she smirked knowingly, then smiled and captured the sheriff's hands in her own. She nudged her over to the bed, where Emma sat on the edge, looking up at her with lust filled eyes.

"Maybe you should." Regina pointed at Emma, who was still clad in her jeans and shirt.

"Oh." Emma quickly shed herself from her tight pants and was about to remove her shirt when Regina stopped her.

"Wait," she breathed worriedly. "We shouldn't do this."

Completely baffled Emma gave her an odd look. "What? Uh why?"

"Think about it Emma; last time we did that I got….well I got pregnant."

Emma eyed her curiously. 'Yeah so?"

Regina moved and sat by her on the bed, her heart still racing and her body still strumming with the desire to finish what they both clearly wanted. "What if it happens again?"

Emma looked her over and all she wanted to do was strip that beautiful night gown of her and make love to her like they did weeks ago. "So you're already pregnant; you can't get pregnant again."

Regina slowly shook her head. "When I go and forget that you're a Charming, you go and say something idiotic."

"Hey," Emma pouted.

"I'm not talking about me, Emma… think about it."

"Oh," it finally dawned on her. "Me."

"Yeah, so unless you want to be in the same boat as me, then maybe we shouldn't."

Emma's face fell. She wanted to say screw it, she'd have another child if that meant she could feel as good as she did that night. But deep down she wanted this child to be everything to Regina, and she wanted to take care of her. "So now the question is, why you and not me?"

Regina shook her head and sighed. "I honestly don't know. In fact, if one of us should have gotten pregnant, it should have been you."

"Me?"

"Yeah, because I did something years ago that would stop me from ever having a child of my own."

Emma jerked back and glared at her unknowingly. "Why?" she drawled.

"My mother."

Apparently that was explanation enough. "Oh, I'm sorry. So then why you and not me?"

"I don't know," she uttered, but deep down she knew it had to do with the whole true love's kiss thing. "I think tomorrow we should go to the Blue Fairy and maybe ask her."

Emma scratched the side of her head. "Do you think she will have the answers?"

"I hope so."

The Savior exhaled a long breath. "Uhgg," she flopped back on the bed and held an arm over her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"That means you're going to have to tell her that you're going to have a baby, and then you're going to have to explain to her that I am the baby's father, I mean mother, or whatever."

"Uhgg," Regina spewed and fell back beside her.

"Oh god," Emma whimpered, and collapsed a hand over her mouth.

"Now what?"

"If we tell her, then we will have to tell my mother."

Regina grimaced. "Oh god," she breathed raggedly.

Slowly Emma moved her hand down and softly laced it with Regina's. "Just know that no matter what, I will be here for you and our baby."

Regina felt the tug on her heart immediately and just knowing that, she finally allowed herself to relax and within seconds she was asleep.

Emma only smiled and placed a blanket over her, then turned over and with the effects of her long, exhausting day, she soon succumbed and fell into much needed sleep as well.