A/N- So I realized that I already used David and Mary Margaret in this story and thus couldn't use them as Emma's parents so for the purpose of this chapter, imagine Adam and Anne as having the disposition of David and MM, but they're different people... This may be explored more later

The rest of January passed in a daze of midterms, hot chocolate, snuggling, and the happy honeymoon stage of their new relationship. February rolled around just as cold as the snow finally stopped falling, leaving Maine blanketed in the slushy remnants of a long hard winter.

One day, the two were spending the afternoon at Emma's house, the brunette sitting cross legged on the couch, working her way through their math homework while Emma was lying the opposite direction, her legs sprawled over Regina's own.

"Are you done yet?" Emma asked with a slight whine in her voice.

"Nearly." The blonde smiled at the prospect, but it disappeared soon after at Regina's next comment, "But then we've got to do that reading for Lit."

Emma frowned, she would have to get creative to get Regina to forget about their homework.

She sat up a bit straighter, scooting closer so that she could peek over Regina's shoulder, "How did you get the answer for number 37?" Emma asked, selecting the problem that it seemed like Regina had the most writing next to.

As the brunette began explaining, Emma edged her way closer. She started off just nuzzling her nose into Regina's neck as she was explaining. Then, when Regina didn't push her away, Emma stepped up her game. She turned her head to press light kisses along the brunette's jaw.

She pushed Regina's hair back to reveal her neck, which was quickly becoming Emma's favorite thing.

"Emma." The shorter girl warned as Emma began trailing kisses down the column of her throat.

"Hmm?" Emma hummed against her throat.

"We have a lot to get done."

"Yeah." The blonde agreed, going from kissing to gently sucking and nipping, intent on leaving a mark.

"We really should work." Regina's voice had far less fight left in it than it did before.

"Later." Emma suggested, easily pulling her girlfriend's notebook from her hands and dropping it carefully on the floor beside them.

Regina didn't even bother to protest as Emma pressed her down into the sofa and easily climbed atop her. Regina leant up to connect their lips in a solid kiss, weaving her fingers through the blonde's hair.

They continued on like this for a while, until Regina flipped them over, hardly managing to keep them from falling off the couch. From her vantage point over her girlfriend, Regina mapped her way down Emma's neck, planning to return Emma's earlier favor of making a bright hickey.

The blonde had no protests as she simply snuck her hands up the front of Regina's shirt.

Regina didn't stop her, they had made it to second base multiple times already, so the blonde's exploration was nothing new, though they had yet to really move past there.

Just as Emma was sneaking a hand around to try and unhook Regina's bra, her parents came home.

Her father was the first through the front door, opening his mouth to call out a greeting, then snapping it shut seconds later. His wife walked directly into his back. Before she could get the words out to question his sudden stop, she saw it too.

They knew that Emma was dating someone new, and by virtue of living in a small town, they of course knew who Regina Mills was. But they had yet to be formally introduced, now seeing Regina straddling their daughter on the couch with Emma's hands groping the brunette from beneath was something else entirely.

Finally, Adam came to his senses first, ushering his wife back outside, their younger kid, Neil was just lubering out of the back of the car and didn't notice what had just happened. Adam pulled the door shut as quietly as possible. Waited a moment, then reinserted his key in the lock as loudly as possible, making sure to jiggle the handle, bang his elbow on the door, and then still count to ten before he entered the house again.

This time when Adam came in, he called out before even looking over towards the front room, "Emma! We're home!"

"Hey, Dad." Emma called back.

"Hey Ems." Neil yelled, rushing right into the house and thundering up the stairs to his room. Seeing as the boy didn't do anything out of the ordinary, Adam took that as his sign that the coast was clear.

Finally, Adam looked over, smiling to see that his daughter had righted herself. She and Regina were seated next to each other on the couch, each of them had a notebook open in their laps.

The only indication that something had been happening earlier was Regina's slightly crooked sweater, and Emma's riled hair. Not to mention the forming matching bruises on both girl's necks.

"How are you girls doing?"

"Great, Mr. Swan." Regina smiled respectfully.

Of course, three seconds fresh off of making out with his daughter, Regina Mills was prim and proper.

"Please, call me Adam." He repled, shrugging out of his jacket. He saw his wife still standing shell shocked just outside of the house. He raised his eyebrows imploringly, tilting his head to get her to get in.

She sighed, but relented, joining him in the entryway before peeking around the corner the tiniest amount to make sure the girls were indeed decent.

"Good afternoon, girls." Anne said, nodding at them.

The two headed into the kitchen, leaving Emma and Regina to their 'studying'. They stood for a moment in the kitchen before Adam broke down, dissolving into a fit of giggles. Anne smacked him on the arm.

"It's not funny!" She hissed.

"You're right, it's hilarious."

Anne shot him a look before moving to the freezer to pull out some chicken to defrost for dinner.

"Did you see the size of the hickey on Emma's neck?" Adam laughed quietly, "It's even bigger than the ones you used to leave."

Anne rolled her eyes, "I was never like that!"

"Sure you weren't."

"Do you think Regina is going to stay for dinner?" Anne asked, not really waiting for his answer before moving to begin pulling out vegetables, "I don't think I like the influence that she's having on Emma."

Adam laughed, before noticing the glare his wife was shooting him, "Oh, you're serious."

"She's corrupting our girl."

He smiled gently, putting his hands over Anne's hands where she was chopping onions, "Emma's a teenager now, you know she couldn't be our little girl forever, this is just what they do. You do realize that when we walked in, it was Emma's hands up Regina's shirt."

"I don't even want to think of that." Anne cut him off.

Adam shook his head, and as if to prove his point, they heard the voices of the girls float back from the front room.

"Come on, please Gina?"

"No, I've got to finish this reading. Besides your parents are literally in the other room."

"Just one more kiss?"

"Kiss monger." Regina admonished, then, "Fine. Just one, then you need to keep your hands to yourself and finish your math."

"Deal."

Adam and Anne could hear a shifting on the couch followed by a slight whimper. Anne went red in the face, and Adam couldn't move fast enough to prevent her from calling through the house, "Regina! Would you like to stay for dinner?"

The adults heard scrambling followed by a low thump and Emma's pained 'ouch', before Regina replied, "Thank you for offering, but I can't tonight. My mother is hosting a City Council social and my presence is required."

Adam stuck his head in the hall to peek down to the front room where he saw his daughter sprawled on the floor in front of the couch, holding her head from where he could only imagine she had hit it on the coffee table on her tumble down.

He chuckled lowly to himself, "Don't worry Regina, we'll take a raincheck."

"Sounds perfect." She called back.

A/N- Thank you for all your reviews, I'm so glad that you're all enjoying this story as much as I am! Let me know what you thought!

Finger update- all bleeding has ceased, now it's just a super ugly scab that hurts like a bitch.