"Hi Regina, Emma," Mary-Margaret smiled, opening the door for them to come in. It had been several weeks since Emma had moved in with Regina and it was going well. It had taken a little getting used to with adjustments to both of their routines, but they were growing closer and closer. Henry was loving all the time he was getting to spend with both of his mums. Mary-Margaret and David had invited the three of them round for dinner and Henry was staying for a sleepover afterwards to give Emma and Regina a small break from him and some time alone.
"Hey kid," David came to the door smiling at his grandson standing in front of Emma and Regina. David was holding a couple of games console remotes in his hands. "I got us a new game that we can play whilst Mary-Margaret finishes up cooking." Henry grinned up at him and took the remote offered to him.
"You're going down," He raced in through the doorway leaving the three women smiling at his enthusiasm.
"I've baked a huge chocolate cake for him," Mary-Margaret smiled, leading Emma and Regina through to the kitchen. Emma noticed that Regina bit her lip nervously. She slipped her hand into Regina's and squeezed it reassuringly.
"Actually, Gina and I will just have fruit," She said quickly to Regina's gratefulness. Mary-Margaret turned around surprised. "We have a bet." Emma lied quickly, knowing Regina wouldn't want her to tell her the real reason why she didn't want the cake. "She bet that I wouldn't go a week without eating junk."
"And you agreed to it?" Mary-Margaret asked, surprised, knowing how much her daughter liked junk food.
"The winner gets to choose the film we're watching when Henry's at a friends next week," Emma explained quickly. "And I cannot wait to make Gina watch Snow White." She smirked. Regina rolled her eyes, but relieved at Emma's ability to think on her feet and lie.
"Okay," Mary-Margaret shrugged. "More chocolate cake for Henry then."
"Thanks," Regina mouthed to Emma when Mary-Margaret had turned her back before continuing the conversation. "Mmm. That smells delicious."
"Thank you," Mary-Margaret said. "We're having tacos." She and Emma exchanged smirks, remembering the time Emma and Henry had walked in on David and Mary-Margaret having sex.
"Are you sure that's age appropriate?" Emma laughed, nodding her head to Henry. "I don't have a problem with having tacos with Regina-" Here Mary-Margaret turned away, turning slightly pink at the thought of Emma and Regina... doing it. "And you and David really like tacos, but Henry's certainly not old enough." Regina looked between them, confused at the obvious inside joke.
"Anyone going to tell me what you're talking about?" She asked.
"You don't want to know," Emma told her, still smirking.
"Thank you for doing that," Regina smiled to Emma from the comfort of their own home later. "You didn't have to."
"Gina, I'd do anything for you," Emma told her, leaning into Regina's chest. "Including eating fruit instead of chocolate cake."
"I love you so much," Regina told Emma, stroking the blonde's hair affectionately.
"Besides," Emma said, looking up at her girlfriend, a smirk on her face. "I have a much tastier treat right here." Regina flicked her wrist so that a thick slice of fluffy chocolate cake, topped with thick chocolate cream appeared in her hand.
"Here," Regina smiled, as Emma took it.
"That is so good," Emma told her, taking a huge bite.
"Disgusting," Regina heard the familiar voice in her heard. "Royalty does not indulge in such things." Regina bit her lip slightly as her own thoughts slammed into those that she knew her mother would have if she were alive.
"I'm a mayor, not royalty," She thought, before turning back to Emma. Regina smirked, taking a small piece of cream from the cake with a quick swipe of her finger. "Hey!" Emma complained as Regina licked the cream from her finger.
"You're right," Regina agreed. "This is good."
"Bully," Emma folded her arms in fake anger. Then she looked up at Regina, a small smile on her face. "You missed a bit." She pointed to a small speck of cream on Regina's lips. "Let me help." She raised her hand to flick the cream off her lip, but then smiled, putting her hand on the back of Regina's head. Then she locked lips with Regina in a kiss of chocolate and passion. The cake dropped to the floor, forgotten, as Emma pushed Regina against the wall, not even letting their lips part for a moment.
"I'll have a bear claw please Ruby," Emma smiled looking up at her friend.
"I thought you were staying off junk," Mary-Margaret looked across the table at her daughter in surprise.
"Gina will never know if you don't tell her," Ruby looked between the two, not knowing what was going on.
"But I will," Mary-Margaret laughed. "It's your choice."
"Fine," She agreed and turned to Ruby. "Make that a cheesy scrambled eggs."
"Two," Mary-Margaret smiled to her friend. "I'll have the same, and a coffee."
"It shouldn't be too long," Ruby told the two of them, scribbling the order in her notebook.
"Was Henry alright for you last night?" Emma asked, Mary-Margaret had dropped the kid off at Regina and Emma's before her and Emma had gone out for breakfast.
"A little angel," Mary-Margaret told her. "David wasn't happy about getting his butt kicked on the video game though."
"What can I say?" Emma shrugged. "The kid's got talent."
"I'm not sure that being able to play a video game counts as talent," Mary-Margaret laughed and then there was a small pause. "I miss this."
"Miss what?" Emma asked, unsure of what her mum was referring to.
"Spending time together," Mary-Margaret replied, taking Emma's hand from across the table. "It always feels like you're working or with Regina."
"Sorry," Emma apologised, realising that she was right. Since she had moved into Regina's, she had been spending less time with her mum. "I'll try and spend more time with you. It's just everything's so crazy at the moment."
"I know," Mary-Margaret told her. "How are things with Regina then?"
"They're good," Emma smiled. "I really think she's the one for me."
"I'm so happy for you two," Mary-Margaret said as Ruby came back over with their drinks.
"Thanks," Emma smiled to Ruby before she walked off again.
Emma rolled over, groaning slightly as the alarm went off. She looked across at Regina when the alarm went off for longer than usual. "Gina?" Emma whispered, moving a strand of her girlfriend's hair off her cheek, noticing that her skin felt strangely warm.
"Urgh," Emma heard the groan that usually came from her rather than her girlfriend at this time in the morning.
"What's up?" Emma asked, concerned that something was wrong with her girlfriend.
"I feel-" Regina trailed off as she bolted out of bed and lunged into their bathroom. Emma heard a vomiting sound and wrinkled her nose before dashing in to help her.
"Hey," Emma rubbed Regina's back soothingly and holding her hair back in case she needed to throw up again. "I'm here."
"Thanks," Regina murmured. "I think that's it."
"Well you are going back to bed," Emma told her, taking a cup and filling it up at the sink. "You will drink this, slowly, and I will bring up a bucket in case you need to throw up again."
"I'm fine-" Regina protested, but Emma did her best impression of the Mayor during a council meeting when someone was droning on for to long and put one hand on her hip before pointing to the bedroom.
"Bed, now!" She ordered. "You're ill."
"I'll be o-" Regina argued, but Emma was already gently pushing her through to the bedroom.
"You need to rest," Emma told her, helping her back into bed again.
"But I've got such a busy day," Regina protested. "I have to cut the ribbon for the new exhibit at Storybrooke museum, and then I'm giving a speech at-"
"Enough," Emma put her finger on Regina's lip, stopping her from continuing. "Storybrooke can survive for one day without its mayor."
"You're really not gonna let me leave are you?" Regina asked.
"Nope," Emma said, popping the 'p', before bending over her ill girlfriend. "Now rest my queen." She whispered, kissing her forehead softly. Regina closed her eyes, smiling slightly at Emma's overprotectiveness.
"I love you Emma," She smiled, pulling the duvet more tightly around her.
"I love you more," Emma replied, walking over to the door.
"Love you most,"
"Love you mostest," Emma laughed and Regina sighed.
"Not a real word,"
"It is now," Emma opened the door. "I'll be back in a couple of minutes."
"Where are you off to?" David asked as Emma slid her jacket on during her lunch break.
"Home," Emma replied. "Gina's ill. She was sleeping when I left but I need to make sure she's okay."
"If you want you can take some paperwork home and I'll do the patrol this afternoon," David offered.
"Thanks," Emma smiled gratefully. She began picking up folders before leaving the office.
"Emma?" Regina opened her eyes blearily as her bedroom door opened.
"I'm here Gina," Emma told her, taking her jacket off and leaving it on the floor. "How are you feeling?" She asked, sitting down on the bed, stroking Regina's hair softly.
"Better," Regina murmured. "Especially with you here." Emma smiled softly at her comment.
"Feeling up to eating something?" Emma asked.
"Maybe," Regina looked up to Emma. "Just some soup or something."
"Coming right up," Emma told her, standing up. "Though I do have to warn you that my cooking skills aren't as good as yours."
"I'm sure they will suffice Miss Swan," She smiled, sitting up slightly, leaning against her plumped up pillows.
"Here you go," Emma kicked open their bedroom door a while later, a try laden with soup and bread rolls. "Chicken and mushroom soup with cheesy rolls and butter."
"Have I ever told you how much I love you?" Regina smiled, her mouth watering at the smell of food. She hadn't eaten anything all day for fear of throwing it up again.
"Yes, but I never grow tired of hearing it," Emma smirked, placing the tray on Regina so she could eat.
"Mmmm," Regina sighed appreciatively. "This is amazing." Emma took one of the bread rolls and dipped it in her own bowl of soup.
"It's nowhere near as good as your cooking," Emma told her.
"As soon as I'm better, I'll make you a three course meal," Regina promised. "You're so good to me."
"Not as good as you are to me," Emma smiled.
I've got a general idea for where this story is going, but if you have any suggestions for scenes between Emma and Regina just let me know and I'll try to include it.
