A/N: Reuploading again,this is the beta-ed version. Thanks a lot to Shelly and to everyone who reviews,it means the world to me. Oh and I just heard a girl who doesn't watch Ouat is reading me and told Hannah about it. Thank you! you should watch it. Sorry it took me so long to uploaded, i hope you forgive mewith this longer chapter. The Dementors are property of J.K. Rowling, not me. Enjoy:)

The Princess and Her Sword

Chapter 10

"Where are you going?" Regina asked as she felt Emma leaving her arms. Emma stood up and walked towards the door.

"Wait there. I brought something."

Regina couldn't help but stare at her body when she came back.

"Like what you see?" Emma said amused as she sat in front of the brunette.

"Yeah. And it's all mine." She raised her arms ready to embrace her but Emma leaned back.

"How do you know it's only yours?" She lifted an eyebrow teasingly. Regina narrowed her eyes and Emma laughed at her. "I was kidding. I'm all yours," she said before kissing her.

"What do you have in there?" Regina asked pointing at the bag Emma had brought.

"Here." She pulled out a cupcake and offered it to Regina, who accepted it. "I took them this morning.'

"So you ran away and the only thing you take with you is a bag with a couple of cupcakes in it? I thought your survival skills were better than that."

"Stop mocking me because of that!" Emma protested.

"Oh, but you're so easy," Regina smirked and took a bite of the cupcake. "Mmm, tastes good," she admitted.

Emma pulled another one out of the bag for her. "Have you thought about Henry and the spell?" Regina nodded, "Yeah. Theoretically it would be easy. I wouldn't even have to use magic. Children, especially Henry, like to believe in everything, something that adults don't do. An example would be Santa Claus. Something as simple as a daily gesture would make him doubt and something stronger, like a hug, would make him remember. But that is, of course, theoretical."

"Sounds really easy."

"Indeed. The hard part is getting to Henry. I take it he doesn't go out of the palace very often?"

"Sometimes, but always with guards," Emma explained.

"It isn't surprising. I would do the same," she admitted, stretching. "Do you have to come back early?"

"You say it as if I needed permission." Regina raised her eyebrows. Emma sighed. "I can stay."

"Wonderful," Regina smiled."How about a picnic?"

"Sounds great, but where?"

"I know the perfect place but first…" Regina looked down at their bare bodies, "We need to get dressed."

"But you look so good like this." Emma leaned with a smile, biting her lover's lip and pulling playfully. Emma couldn't help but giggle but her breath hitched when Regina spoke with a husky voice. "How you tease me so." The brunette jumped forward and straddled Emma, pinning her wrists above her head. "Stop being so…" she began.

"So what?" Emma asked breathlessly and the response came low, almost like a whisper against her face. "So damn sexy." She bit down hard on the tender flesh between her shoulder and neck. Emma groaned as a spike of arousal shot through her body.

"Sorry. I can't help that," she said between pants, a cocky smile in her lips. Regina narrowed her eyes and bit her own lower lip. "I think the picnic will have to wait." Emma rolled her hips under Regina, who laughed at her impatience.

"A little eager, are we?"

"C'mon Regina," she scowled. "You're complaining about me being a tease when you are the biggest one here." Regina cocked her head faking innocence.

"I don't know what you're talking about, dear," she said as she rocked against her. Emma held back a moan and tried to move her hands but failed.

"Are you going to tie me up again? Because it turned me on so much last time," she said, her hazel gaze locked with dark brown.

"I know something better."

Regina moved enough to pick up the white shirt she had thrown before and tied it tight around blue eyes. When she finished tying the knot, she released Emma's wrists as she whispered in her ear.

"You can touch but you can't look." Emma's hands automatically fell on her back. "And even better," she continued, kissing her down her neck. "I am going to make love to you and blow your mind."

Emma gasped as Regina captured her nipple with her open mouth. She felt Regina's mouth travel around her body, kissing, nipping, tasting, and avoiding the spots where Emma wanted her so bad. Emma let out a growl of disapproval when Regina stopped.

"Fuck," she exhaled in frustration.

The vibrations from Regina's voice collided against the apex of Emma's legs. "Oh, I'm planning to." She licked the length of her core making Emma moan loudly grabbing her scalp and tangling her fingers in black mussed hair. Regina stopped at the blonde's bundle of nerves and pressed her tongue against it, thrusting two fingers inside her hot wet channel. Her other hand found Emma's free hand and tangled her fingers with Emma's. Their intertwined hands made their connection even stronger as a sign of tenderness within the moments of passion. Only a few more thrusts were necessary and the orgasm hit Emma. Her back arched in pleasure from the waves of bliss crashing within her body.

As she let Emma recover, Regina took the shirt covering Emma's eyes slowly and the blonde blinked to adapt to the light.

A dopey, satisfied grin came over Emma's face. "That was awesome."

Regina just smiled at her and got up. Emma watched, still in the afterglow haze, how Regina gathered her clothes and turned before leaving the terrace.

"Get dressed. I'm quite hungry and am looking forward to our picnic." She winked making Emma's heart flutter. She dropped her head back in the pillow and covered her face with her hands muttering how Regina will most certainly be the death of her. Emma finally got up and collected her clothes from the floor, feeling like she was on cloud nine.

Emma listening acutely to hear something in the empty castle but no sound came. Then she felt familiar arms wrapped around her. "You're ready?"

Emma turned and nodded. She saw Regina with a basket hanging on her left arm.

"I found this and a blanket in the kitchen. There were also some cutlery so I took it too and another blanket, just in case." Regina leveled her gaze with the blonde. "What?" Emma was grinning from ear to ear, shaking her head. Regina narrowed her eyes.

"It's nothing. Just…It's funny how easily you fall into 'mother mode', checking things before leaving."

"It's not 'mother mode'. It's adult mode."

"Are you implying I'm not?"

Regina raised an eyebrow but her smile let Emma know she wasn't serious. The blonde rolled her eyes while wrapping her arms around Regina's waist to bring her closer.

"So where are we going?" She asked expectant, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear. Regina pressed her body firmly against Emma's and surrounded her with her arms, both melting into an intimate hug.

Emma kept her eyes closed, enjoying the momentary feeling of weightlessness. They landed on green grass still holding each other.

"Swan Lake, huh?" Emma asked as they separated.

"What can I say," Regina shrugged. "It's a beautiful lake."

"I see…" Emma said distractedly. She turned and saw Regina placing the basket on the grass and pulling out a blue blanket. "How about a quick swim?"

Regina was ready to protest but when she saw Emma's eyes sparkling, the physical pangs of hunger left her.

Emma took Regina's grin as a positive indication and undressed quickly to jump in the water. Only half a minute later, Regina joined her in the clear water. Emma took advantage of Regina unaware and started tickling her mercilessly. In between fits of laughter, Regina begged her lover to stop but Emma wouldn't. She was entranced in seeing unguarded delight and hearing her beautiful laugh was like a beautiful symphony to her ears. She wasn't used to hearing the brunette's genuine laughter; she had only ever remembered hearing Regina's cold bitter cackle. But the happiness she heard now wasn't a dream. And it was because of Emma. The joy she felt welled up within her knowing she was the reason of that happiness her lover was expressing so openly.

They played, hugged and kissed before their stomachs clamored for attention and they got out of the water. Regina was prepared as always and pulled out two towels to dry their bodies, the brunette sitting behind Emma to dry her hair. She massaged Emma's blonde locks gently and quickly until it was nearly dry. Regina put Emma's white shirt on and Emma wrapped her body in the extra blanket. Between laughs, they finished their lunch and lay on the blanket comfortably.

"You look really sexy wearing my shirt," Emma said lying on her stomach with Regina laying on her back facing her. While Emma played with the buttons of the shirt and Regina with golden locks, they talked about everything and nothing, peppering each other with kisses in between the silence that filled between them.

Suddenly, Regina looks behind Emma, up in the sky, and frowns deeply.

"What?" Emma searched her eyes but the brunette's gaze was fixed on the sky. When she turned, she found the source of the frown: a giant ominous group of dark clouds approaching them.

"Is there a storm coming Regina?" Finally, the brunette looked at her. "We need to get out of here," she said in a hurried tone, a sense of uneasiness was unmistakable in her voice.

"Regina-" she began.

"Now." Regina waved her hand and they were fully dressed again.

Still processing what was happening, Emma felt her arm being tugged and her body crashed against Regina's, disappearing instantly.

They appeared in Emma's bedroom. Unprepared for the teleportation, Emma felt her stomach turn.

"What's going on? What was that?" Emma asked worried.

"No, it's impossible." Regina mumbled to herself as she paced across the room.

"Regina," she called but the older woman didn't seem to hear her. "Regina! What the hell was that?"

The brunette looked at her, visibly anxious. "Dementors."

"You say it as if I knew what that is. Relatively speaking, I'm still new here."

"This is not a joke, Emma. I thought…I was sure I had gotten rid of them all but the cloud, the cold… It's them."

"How are you so sure?"

The brunette was practically shaking, but took a deep breath to steel her resolve to answer. "Because I created them." Their eyes met and Emma saw something she never thought she would see in her lover's deep brown eyes. Fear.

"Does this place have any magical protection?"

Regina broke the eye-contact. "No, they didn't think it would be necessary."

"Your parents as trusting as always," she said scornfully. Regina went to the balcony doorway and raised her hands in defense.

"Are they going to kill us?" Emma pushed her fear aside ready for the battle.

Regina looked into her eyes sorrowfully, "No, much much worse." The answer hung in the air as they were interrupted by a strong bang. The door flew open and James and Snow White burst in the room followed by two guards. They stopped as they saw Regina with her daughter but before they could say anything, Henry ran into the room as well.

"Mom!" His short arms wrapped around Emma's torso.

As she heard his voice, Regina looked at him and felt how her eyes filled with tears she held back. He had become a little man. When they separated, he looked at the woman standing in front of the glass doorway, who smiled at him. A flash of recognition crossed his face before Snow spoke.

"Henry, I think you should go." His eyes were still on the dark haired woman when he asked, "What's happening?"

James gazed at Regina and drew his sword out of its holster, pointing at her with it. "You're doing this." Emma intervened and placed between Regina and his sword. "She's not." Emma said confidently.

"I knew you were alive," Snow hissed.

"Good job protecting your palace, dear," Regina replied sarcastically.

"Stop making them come here or I'll kill you," James threatened.

"She's not doing it, James!" Emma tried, but he shook his head.

"She is. They are her creations."

"Sorry to disappoint you, Charming, but they aren't mine anymore. They are following someone else's orders."

"She's harmless," Emma begged.

"Not so much," Regina replied behind her.

"Don't make it worse, Regina," the blonde warned. Regina pursed her lips but obliged and sneered at them. She looked at Henry, who was now behind Snow, staring at her and scowled trying to recognize her.

"She's not doing it, okay? She's been with me. Regina wouldn't do this, not to me."

Snow narrowed her eyes, "You've been together?"

"Yeah, we have. And you know what? The thing you didn't want to happen, the reason you allowed Rumpelstiltskin to cast a spell on me? I love her." Emma turned her head to look at Regina who grinned at her.

"And she loves me too," she continues, turning her gaze back at her parents. "So she isn't doing this, I'm sure of it."

The silence fell between them while they processed her words but it was interrupted by the glass door of the balcony opening with a loud thud. The room was invaded by a supernatural coldness along with a pair of big black creatures floating above them. Dementors. They were way worse that Emma had thought.

Regina was the first on react. "Snow! Take Henry with you and the guards. James, run with Emma!" When he didn't move, she urged him, "James, now!"

He finally reacted and grabbed Emma's arm.

"No!" she protested.

"Emma, run! I will distract them for a while." Emma shook her head and drew her sword out of the holster in her belt. "That won't work. You need to leave."

"I'm not going to leave you, Regina!"

"This isn't the moment to be stubborn. Go!" She nodded at James and he grabbed Emma once more.

"No!" She struggled against his hold and managed to get free. She went to a dementor, but as soon as she got near, she got dizzy. Still, she tried to keep going, swinging her sword against the dark shadow. She hit the commode and her hold of the sword loosened. Emma felt Regina's arms surrounding her.

"I…won't leave you," Emma murmured fighting against the dizziness.

Regina kissed her softly and whispered against her lips. "Thank you for making me believe in true love again. I love you, princess." She smiled and kissed Emma once more before throwing her into James' strong arms. Emma tried to fight against it; she opened her mouth to call her lover but no sound came out of her throat. Her eyelids felt heavy. The last thing she saw before pass out was Regina standing in front of two dementors ready for battle.

A/N: if you don't know har the dementors do, don't worry. It will be explained.