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A/N : Sorry for having teased you with a sliffhanger of some sort. Thank you for the reviews, favourites and follows. Here is Emma's reaction and I hope you like it despite... ;)

Previously in Chapter 9

She looked at Emma, the unspoken questions and fear was evident on her True Love's face, as she let the words slip, "Emma, I'm pregnant."

In The Secret and Quiet
Chapter 10

"Emma? Emma?" Regina asked as the blonde continued staring, wide eyed, slack-jawed, tight through her, completely mute. As she had been for the last few minutes. "Em-ma," she pronounced slowly, allowing the words to roll on her tongue as she slowly felt anger rising within her. What part of being an adult did Emma not understand? She had to be the one to remain calm for the both of them, rational but all she really wanted to do was scream at the blonde. No, a lady never screams and Emma deserved some time to get over the shock. She has had a few more days to process the information so it was understandable that the blonde would pull a reaction like this.

Emma wasn't saying a word but the blonde looked at Regina, tracing every inch of the brunette's face with her eyes and detected no alarms ringing in her head. She replayed those words in her mind over and over and she knew instinctively that Regina was telling the truth. Regina was carrying her child. She didn't even know Regina could have children. Something her mom had mentioned to her some time ago about overhearing the court physician secretly informing the King that his 19-year-old Queen was barren. How was this possible? Okay, magic. Yeah, that made sense. They both had very powerful magic, she learnt how to make a dick with her powers, decided to have sex like bunnies and now Regina was pregnant from their affair. HOLY FUCK, Emma thought.

"I know this is a lot to take in," Regina said softly as Emma responded with a tentative nod, she continued, "But we need to talk about this, which means you need to speak. And then I'll reply. That's usually how a discussion works, Emma." There was no need for her sarcasm but she needed to drive the point into Emma. So that the blonde can actually use words instead of staring at her like an idiot. It was frustrating to tell someone that important only for them to act like a wall. She took deep breaths as she waited for Emma to reply.

Emma moved her mouth soundlessly, as if to practice the act of talking before words could actually be heard, then looked into her eyes, "Th-this is h-huge news-s," she nervously stuttered. Regina glared at the blonde for the obvious understatement. "But you obviously already knew that," Emma muttered as she looked at the steering wheel of her car then cleared her throat nervously.

Regina could see that Emma was struggling to maintain a calm front and despite the blonde's inability to be as confident as she had been that night in the conference room and later in Regina's house, the brunette was grateful for the simple fact that Emma didn't spontaneously combust or set herself on fire from the shock. Another part of her, however, wanted to see the blonde display some emotion other than general shock and nervousness. But that was out of the question since Regina could see that despite her silence, Emma's mind was whirling with questions and worries. Just like she had when she first found out. After all the crying and screaming into the pillow was done, Regina allowed herself to feel some happiness for this gift that she had been given.

She needed to be strong on her own, just as she had for all those years, since there was no one she could depend on. Despite Ruby, Katherine and Tink's presence in her life, a part was her was still too proud to break down entirely to them. She was responsible for the life she created with Emma. She shared this responsibility with Emma but the blonde has never been there for her. The Saviour had saved everyone but her, in fact she was quite sure Emma has consciously and subconsciously taken away any possibility of a happy ending until now. This baby could be her last chance at a happy ending, whether it was with Emma as her partner or not, she could spend her life caring and loving their child. That would be enough. It had to be. Emma wasn't dependable.

"Regina?" Emma inquired softly, snapping her out of her own dark thoughts. Now it was her turn to tune out for some time. "Yes?" she responded, unsure about what Emma was about to say. Emma breathed out nervously, "I think the decision is yours. And I... uhm- I'll support you no matter what," she swallowed. Regina eyes softened at Emma's words, "It's not just something that I can decide on my own, Emma. I want to know if you w-We need to discuss what we want to do, that's what we should be doing," Regina whispered as she searched Emma's face for any positive signs. Emma's eyes widened as she is suddenly weighted by the realisation that they needed to actually do something. What were they going to tell Henry? How was she going to explain this to her parents? Hook? The whole town? Hey everyone, I knocked up the Evil Queen when we were having an affair. So yeah, just FYI everyone. Oh God, everyone was going to know that she had an affair with Regina, the other mother of her son. Henry was going to figure it out. Regina is pregnant with their baby. A life they made. Someone that was part of her and me. Oh wow.

Emma reached out and circled her arms around Regina's neck, pulling the brunette's body into hers. She needed to hold Regina, for the brunette to anchor her to this world. Regina melted into Emma's hold, unable to resist finding comfort in Emma's affection. She wanted Emma to be with her, to have chosen her, to be with her every step of the way but only if the blonde truly wanted to. She didn't want the blonde to be with her because she was pregnant. Because the Saviour had to fulfill her obligations after knocking her mistress up. She wouldn't tell Emma about the True Love factor to conceiving a baby between two women. She wanted the blonde to come to the realisation herself and not because she told her so or their baby.

She stiffened in Emma's arms as she clenched her fists, wishing she could just let herself relax in Emma's hold but it was drowning her. The silence and uncertainty while Emma shifted closer to her. Too much like when they were still together where Emma would just be contented staying quiet about her feelings and let Regina suffer in the silence. "Everything's going to be okay, honey." Emma whispered into her ears and she immediately detached herself from the blonde. It didn't matter that Emma had called her that when she told her not to. It was also the fact that Emma had honestly thought this was something that they could just hug it out. Real life didn't work like that and certainly not a real human being that was growing within her. She knew she would not find happiness and content or safety in anyone else's arms. But Emma didn't really want her and so she refused to fall back into Emma's gravity just because she was pregnant.

"I told you not to call me that. And I don't really think it will be okay," Regina said flatly, ignoring the hurt look on Emma's expression after she pushed the blonde back into her seat on the driver's side. "Right…" the blonde trailed off, not really knowing what to respond to Regina's realistic statement about their situation. "We need to talk. Have an adult conversation about what to expect and do regarding this," Regina added, looking pointedly at Emma to convey her seriousness. "I know. So where do we start?" Emma responded softly as she glanced at Regina's hands, wanting desperately to hold them.

"I believe we start with the baby. There are three options that we can possibly consider," Regina muttered, though she wasn't considering any other option besides having the baby and raising him or her. "Well, what are they?" Emma quirked her eyebrows since she didn't think they actually had that many options before them. "First option, we could have the baby and raise him or her," searching Emma's eyes before carefully mentioning the other option, she continued, "We could also give the baby up for adoption." At this, Emma furrowed her brows but Regina whispered the last option, which she hadn't dare think of it since the other day with Ruby in her bedroom. "Or terminate life before the first trimester."

Emma looked away for a moment, deep in thought, "You mean an abortion." "But Emma, I'm no-" Regina tried to interject Emma's train of thought but the blonde continued, "I didn't know you were considering it but I guess... If you're okay with it then I suppose the both of us can breathe easier," Emma exhaled loudly. "Breathe easier…" Regina echoed and trailed off, she didn't know what to think. Surely she was imagining this. NO! She must be imagining it. She shook her head at Emma, unable to form words as she looked at the blonde's face break into a smile.

"I think we can really learn from this," Emma said sincerely. When Regina didn't say anything, Emma continued, "I mean, I knew that magic had a price. But wow, this is really unexpected and biologically impossible. Then again, it's magic. This time, maybe the price was just heavier than the normal spells since I cheated and was unfaithful." The fact that Emma truly believed what she was saying made Regina nauseous and angry. Regina swallowed a painful lump in her throat and struggled to clear it. Emma took the pregnancy as the price of magic. A heavy price of magic that could now be fixed and forgotten. Did their baby mean so little to Emma?

"I'm very happy that we decided on this together. Can you imagine how pissed I would have been if you didn't tell me?" she said earnestly as she reached out to hold Regina's hand, which the brunette retracted from Emma's touch. She didn't remember deciding anything together. "No," Regina's body was shaking from the fury that bubbled within her. But the fury was mostly drowning in the overwhelming sadness, she didn't know what to do after this. How do you tell someone who is so determined to not be with you that you are actually carrying the physical proof of your love? Even then, would Emma even care?

Perhaps they didn't really share True Love because the former monarch doubted such a love would exist within Emma when the blonde appeared so unfazed by her absence in the blonde's life and so eager to remove the "problem" that was growing inside of her. Emma was blind and indifferent to her love, their love and now their child. It pained her to know that her child was unwanted by her other mother, just like she was. It must have been impossible for Emma to consider raising the child with Regina like they had been doing with Henry since she barely allowed Regina to finish before jumping at the chance to get rid of their baby. Their time together truly meant nothing to Emma and Regina was absolutely devastated, barely holding it together in Emma's pathetic excuse of a car as her fist clenched on her lap.

"Uhm-do you need help with the appointment? You should go out to Boston because you know...uhm-I can come with you if you want me to," Emma offered, hoping that Regina's hot and cold treatment would come to an end soon. She didn't really understand the anger swirling behind those brown orbs and honestly, a part of her didn't try that hard to decipher the brunette's feelings. Regina shook her head again, dumbfounded and shocked to her core by Emma's indifference towards her and a life they had created together. How and what would she say when Emma wasn't exactly listening to her. She wasn't taking the non-verbal cues or actually hearing what Regina was trying to say so there was no point. Emma was visibly relieved, so happy that they were getting rid of the problem, the proof of her shame without having anyone else know about their affair. Regina had been the dirty whore of a mistress but there was nothing dirty or sinful about her baby who was innocent in all this. She had given in that night and then every time after despite knowing that it would all come crashing down one day. It was her own fault. But her baby shouldn't have to join her mother in being a dirty little secret.

"Uhm-so did you walk here with Henry just now?" Emma asked, "I can fetch you home if you need a ride," she offered far too magnanimously like the fucking Saviour that she was. "I drov-e," Regina's voice cracked, the emotion choking her up as she struggled to compose herself. Regina knew an indirect dismissal when she heard one and the Saviour had just dismissed her from her presence since the solution to the problem had been decided. How eager the blonde was to get rid of her when just a few weeks ago the blonde would do almost everything to steal Regina's waking hours. Regina wondered how hard her mother was laughing in her grave at the new low which Regina reduced herself to when Emma was involved.

She opened the door to the passenger door and noted that it was almost fully dark due to the lack of light from the setting sun. She slammed the door shut and as it closed, she heard Emma tell her that she would talk to the brunette tomorrow. Regina was well aware of that lie and she didn't need lie-detecting abilities to know that Emma would go back to blocking the thought of Regina Mills out, in a futile attempt in which Emma thought, by doing so would make her a better person and Saviour. After all, she had been steadfastly ignoring the mayor with the exception of a few looks sent Regina's way.

When Regina climbed into bed that night, the tears didn't stop flowing until her body was physically unable to produce anymore. She was so tired and heartbroken that during her journey home in her Benz, she had wistfully hoped for a fatal car accident. Would the fates be so kind as to allow an instantaneous death? One could certainly hope. Maybe then Emma can breathe easier. Oh but she wouldn't because everyone would then know that the late mayor was pregnant. Perhaps Regina Mills was just not destined to win. Even in death. She laid in bed and cried for herself, for being so stupid, for the broken parts of her that she knew was most likely still in love with Emma, and her unborn baby whose other parent didn't want her. Her chest ached from the sobbing and heaving while her eyes were sore and at one point, blinded her. But the physical pain and discomfort was nothing at all, compared to the internal anguish that burned her insides as her mind wreaked havoc about what she would do next about her situation.

P.S I'm sorry about mistreating my Regina this badly with such a self absorbed Emma but I am addicted to angst and the way it squeezes my heart. (I hope you are too?) They make the fluff more sweeter. I also believe in character growth, albeit the growth curve for Emma being slightly stunted. (I blame it on the idiotic gene) If you really want to know what is next for Regina (and perhaps Emma), you know what to do. ;)

T.