** This chapter contains sexual content

Chapter 10: Henry Knows

Emma was walking down the street in the middle of the afternoon when she heard Henry calling from behind her. "MA!"

"Hey kid," she turned around and walked backwards until he caught up with her. "What are you doing here with me and not walking home with your friends? I thought I was too uncool," she joked causing Henry to roll his eyes.

"I have to go to the library. I have to do a book report for school so I need to find a good one to read."

"I'll go with you." She had been meaning to check up on Belle to see how she was doing. She got most of her updates from Ruby.

Upon entering the library, the scent of old books drifted in the air. At the sound of guests, the pretty brunette appeared with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Hello… and what can I do for you two today."

"Hi, Granm… I mean Belle," Henry frowned at himself and Belle's mouth twitched into a half smile. Emma smiled at Belle in greeting and felt sorry for the kid. He wanted so badly for all of his family to come together. She could relate to that because she also had a deep seated longing for family when she was his age too. She had wondered almost instantly if there would ever come a time when they would all be family. Herself, Regina, Henry, her mom and dad, and Belle. Her next thought was just of Regina, Henry and herself and she had such a longing ache in her chest that she had to forcefully push that out of her head; file it away for another day.

"Hello, Henry," Belle said ruffling his hair fondly. "Now don't tell me. Book report." When he grinned she added, "A few other students have been in as well. We had some new fiction come in along the back wall over there.

"Thanks. Ma, I'm going to go check it out. Do you think you can give me a ride home after? You know, seeing as you have been practically living there?"

Emma's wide eyed shock had her shaking her head and Belle smiling toward the floor. "Wha….? No…" but she was silenced with his knowing stare. Belle's lifted eyes were darting between Emma and Henry,

"I swear, I don't know why you and Mom still think I'm like, ten. I see you sneaking out in the mornings. I'm old enough to know what goes on, you know." Emma wasn't sure what she was mortified at more, that Henry has known all along that she was spending the nights in Regina's bed or that this little scene was happening in front of Belle.

"Oh, yeah?" Emma stammered in retaliation, "Well… YOU… WE need to talk about what goes under your bed," her chin lifted. The color in his face drained. Regina was going to kill her.

"Um, Henry?" Belle tapped him on his shoulder to wake him up. "Go get your book." He turned and walked away but not before the color in his face returned in an angry shade of red.

When he disappeared, Belle gave Emma a sympathetic look. Emma opened her mouth and Belle seemed to read her mind. "It's okay," she waved off, "Don't worry. I won't tell a soul. We'll keep it in the family." She gave a little chuckle at the last bit.

"Yeah some family…the Evil Queen, the savior, Snow White, Prince Charming and Beauty and the Beast." Emma joked but then she caught herself and her head swayed in regret. "Crap, I'm sorry Belle. I didn't really think that comment through."

But Belle was waving it off like the comment didn't matter, but Emma suspected it was more likely for Emma to feel better. "I actually saw that animated film on television the other day. It was… cute. At least her beast turned into a prince at the end." There it was that forlorn carriage that she had seen Belle walking along the streets in for days now. She had moved her things to the small apartment in the library now and had been living there. She had since kept Gold's store locked up for now. Emma could understand that it might be bitterly painful for her to be there. The sheriff wanted to kick herself for not being more sensitive, but then the young woman tried to recover, "…and she gets to talk with her tea cup."

"I'm sorry, Belle. I truly am." Emma placed an arm on her shoulder. What else could she really say? This must not be easy for Belle. She wanted to believe the best of her husband only to be crushingly disappointed. "If there is anything you need, anything at all, let us know okay." Belle smiled. "You have family now, at least more family."

"Thank you." Belle smiled sincerely at that, "…and really I won't say a thing. To be honest, that whole thing with you and Regina, it's not as surprising as you might think."

"So I'm told." Did everybody in town have a feeling about her and Regina before they did? Were they the last ones to know?

"So it's true that you broke up with Hook."

"Yes."

"I can honestly say, that I am relieved, if you don't mind my saying so?"

"So you're not a fan of Hook either?"

"Not since he hit me and knocked me unconscious and then put a gun to my head, no, not so much."

"He what?! Like when? Why didn't you call us at the station?

"Oh…it was a long while ago."

Emma shook her head. "Seems like I've got a thing for the 'bad ones', huh?"

"Maybe it's the challenge of trying to change them?" Belle smiled wryly, obviously talking about herself. "But Regina seems to be on the right path now." She stroked Emma's arm supportively, "She has definitely come a long way from who she once was. She just needs to see it. Make her see it."

Emma smiled back at her nodding. "The thing is. I don't want to change her, really. I mean, I like that she's not running around rampant, pulling out people's hearts and crushing them, but that woman, the Evil Queen is also a part of who she is. The person that I lo-" her eyes darted to Belle, "…care for. Everything that has ever happened to her, I hate all the bad stuff, but it made her who she is now. I just want to make her see that going forward she can be happy."

"Well, then I think you are going about it the right way…'caring' for her and all…" Oh, yeah. Belle had caught that slip. "Just keep at it. When I take a step back and think about it, there was never much happiness for her in the Enchanted Forest. There were some very dark times indeed."

"The more I hear about the place, the happier I am not to have been raised there."

"Oh it wasn't all bad. But I must admit, I've become pretty attached to the internet. The things you can learn and read on there. The information highway is quite impressive. Oh and Granny's hamburgers, of course… and french fries!"

"You should try dipping your fries in a chocolate milkshake, really good." Belle gave her a scrunched up look in disbelief and they shared a laugh.

Just then Henry came back and held a book out for Belle, "I'll take this one." He didn't seem as angry as before but Emma could tell he was still perturbed.

"C'mon kid, let's take you home," she affectionately put her hand around his shoulder and when he didn't move away, she thought that was a good sign.

When they walked into the mayoral mansion, a delicious aroma greeted them at the door. Whatever Regina was cooking smelled heavenly. She and Henry shared a huge eager grin before hanging their coats up in the coat closet.

Strolling into the kitchen, Emma's heart stopped at the sight of Regina barefoot, slipping a plain white apron from her body, and dressed in loose fitting yoga pants and a snug fitting long sleeve top. Emma's mouth had gone dry at the sight and her eyes bugged out when Regina flashed her most winning smile at them. She had never seen the mayor this casually dressed before. It was a powerfully alluring sight. If Henry weren't standing beside her, she suspected that she would have already pushed the brunette towards the table, perched her sexy bottom on it and done her very best to try and persuade the older woman out of her clothes.

"What smells so good, mom?" Henry inquired, waking Emma out of her lustful daydream.

"Well, I spent most of the day baking. I made chocolate chip cookies and oatmeal raisin cookies, most of which are boxed up for the lost boys. There is some remaining in the cookie jar in the cupboard. I also baked a pecan pie for dessert and when you txted me and told me you were going to go to the library and that Emma would bring you home, I started a lasagna. It will be ready in an hour."

Just then, Regina bent over to check the dish in the oven and suddenly Emma had no control over herself. She grabbed Henry's shoulder. "Henry, go to your room."

"Why?"

"Because I am going to kiss your mom."

"Uwh, just let me get a cookie first." Henry walked over to the cabinet, opened the cookie jar and grabbed a delectable treat out, just as Regina was righting herself.

"Just that one. I don't want you to spoil your dinner."

Henry glanced at Emma jokingly and laughed, "It might have already been ruined."

"What?" Regina was confused. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to my room, where I will stay until one of you comes and gets me."

"What on Earth was that about?" Regina seemed clearly perplexed, as she stared at their son's retreating back, but Emma gave it very little thought as she rushed the brunette, gathered her in her arms and kissed her senseless in the middle of the kitchen. Regina's hands bunched at the back of Emma's shirt wrinkling the fabric, her tongue gliding against Emma's sinfully. Regina was such a good kisser.

"Mmmm," Emma moaned nipping and flicking Regina's lips with the tip of her tongue. "I've missed you, My Queen." Her Queen. That's what felt exactly right. Not the Evil Queen anymore, but HER QUEEN. Hers and hers alone.

Regina groaned, pressing her forehead weakly against Emma's, her system buzzing just as much with sexual arousal. "Don't 'My Queen' me now, Miss Swan…" more frantic kisses, "Our son is…"

"Say it again." Emma was kissing her and her hands passed over and squeezed her Queen's shapely rear.

Regina groaned again, not able to concentrate for the sheer pleasure Emma's hands were delivering. "What?"

"Say 'Miss Swan' again. You know what it does to me." She saw the sly sparkle in Regina's eyes.

"Miss Swan," she began supremely. God, she loved when Regina used her imperious voice. Though she was certain that stopping what they were doing was far from what Regina wanted to do. "Henry could walk in…"

"No, he won't." Then she kissed Regina hotly and smirked before she said, "He knows."

"Knows what?"

"About us…"

Regina just stared and narrowed her eyes, "How?"

"He figured it out," Emma huffed when Regina pushed her back to step out of her embrace. "My genes, your upbringing, he just figured it out." Regina eyed her demandingly. "He's seen me sneaking out."

"That's because you are so loud," Regina gibed, dawdling around the kitchen to hide her sudden nervousness.

"And here I thought you liked it when I got loud." Emma pouted circling her arms around Regina's waist from behind and nuzzling the back of her neck.

Regina put her face in her hands, "I can't believe Henry is sitting upstairs in his room aware of what we are doing in the kitchen."

"Which, so far, has been absolutely nothing." Emma started gathering the bottom of Regina's top and pulling it up to untie the drawstring of the brunette's yoga pants. "We can fix that though." Regina groaned in frustration. The blonde imagined that the older woman was torn between her humiliation at their son knowing that his mothers might be doing something naughty in the kitchen and her desire to actually want to do something naughty in the kitchen. She would have totally felt sorry for her queen if it wasn't making her so hot right now.

When Regina bent over the counter, her face still in her hands, Emma joked, "Oh yes. This is PERFECT. Stay just like this." She grabbed Regina around the hips and thrust herself against Regina's backside, eliciting a warbled moan from the older woman.

Regina slapped her hands on the counter top and righted herself, as if she actually had the resolve to stop what they were doing. Emma knew she had to be stealthy in her art of seduction to keep it going. She brought her fingertips to Regina's breasts and skated them teasingly across Regina's hardening peaks and she could feel that beautiful behind grinding against her front.

"Em-maaa…." Oh hell yes. Not Miss Swan, but Emma. This was happening. But just for good measure she thought she would seal the deal by slipping one hand past the loosened waistband, the other hand up the front of Regina's shirt and underneath her bra, and her lips busy with the sensitive area just beneath her lover's ear.

"Yes, My Queen?" When Regina groaned her submission, Emma swelled with pride, love and an intense desire to please Regina, not just in this, but suddenly every way possible. When her fingers found the queen slick with wanting, her voice shook with her own desire, "Are you going to do it or shall I?"

Regina was panting now and rocking against Emma's hand as she reached back and squeezed the young woman's firm and fantastic looking buttocks and pulled the sheriff firmly against her. The brunette moved her head back and toward Emma to kiss her in complete surrender, parting Emma's lips with her tongue. When Emma groaned and rolled her hips against her lover's bottom, Regina tore her mouth away, raised her hands and cast the spell.