Note: I do own OUAT or its characters

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"I don't think you quite understand the rules to this exercise," Emma said.

"Clearly. You lost me as creating a list of women I would like to have sex with," Regina said.

"It's not just women you want to have sex with, they have to be celebrities. The whole idea is that if you ran into one of these women and you had the opportunity to sleep with them you could because they were on your list."

"This still sounds a whole lot like cheating on my wife," Regina said leaning back on the couch. "And even if I was inclined to cheat on you, you do realize that we live in a town protected by a magical barrier so the odds of either of us running into a celebrity are next to impossible."

"That's the whole point," Emma said thinking this was taking too much explanation. "Look just here take your paper and pen, and give it some thought. Say 15 minutes and then we will compare lists."

Regina sighed, "fine but it's going to take longer than 15 minutes."

"Take all the time you need."

"How many women are we supposed to choose?"

"Let's go with five."

45 minutes later.

"Are you done yet?"

Regina looked at her list. "I suppose, but before we compare lists I would again like to point out that the only person I plan on having sex with for the rest of my life is you."

"I know," Emma said leaning in and kissing her. "Now let me see your list."

They exchanged pieces of paper.

"Who is Nina Dobrev?" Regina asked.

"Lead character on Vampire Diaries."

"Isn't that a show about high schoolers? How old is she?"

"She's like 25."

"Liking them young are you?"

"No judgment, remember."

"Sorry."

"Let's see you have Sarah Shahi. Why am I not surprised?"

"What?"

"Person of Interest – yeah that really seems like a show you would watch. You clearly watch that to see how many guys that woman will hit in the course of an episode."

"Like you are watching Nashville for the singing. Oh wait, another young kid in Miss Hayden Panettiere."

"Hey those two are the youngest – yet still way above the legal age. And your next one is Michaela Conlin from Bones. I could get on board with that."

"I don't think we are both allowed to sleep with the same celebrity," Regina said. "Although we both appear to have the same woman on our list."

"Stana Katic," Emma smiled. "See we both have good taste.

"Well your next one is interesting – Sasha Alexander."

"And yours is Angie Harmon."

"What can I say, I like hot cops," Regina said.

"And last on your list is … really?"

"What?"

"Nothing."

"What?"

"Well, it's just that every one of your women is a brunette. I mean Sandra Bullock makes five."

"Oh. First it was your no judgment rule. And secondly, I reiterate that since the chances of any of these women ending up here and me getting a free pass to have sex with them, I don't want to sleep with anyone who reminds me of you physically. The only blonde hair I want to tug on when there is a tongue in my pussy, is your hair.'

"We are so going to have sex in a little bit aren't we."
"Yes if we can stop talking about sex long enough to actually have it. So let's look at your last celeb. Charlize Theron. Good pick. Can we go upstairs now?"

"Gladly."

A month later when the lists were all forgotten, Emma got called out to the border. A car had crashed just past the town line.

"Are you ok?" Emma asked as she approached the ambulance and the EMT who was checking the woman out. "Hey, wait, aren't you …"

"Sarah Shahi."

"Oh shit," Emma swore.