Marriage day 258

Emma finished getting dressed and went down to the kitchen where she had to fix herself some cereal. Regina had left and taken Henry to school already, not that Emma would have gotten served breakfast if she had been down sooner. She knew that wasn't fair to think. Regina would have made her breakfast, she just would have made Emma get up and get it herself.

It had been like this for more than a week now. It had started with their conversation about finding out the baby's gender. Disagreement would probably be a better word for it. Emma just didn't see why they needed to know and when Regina wouldn't budge from her position it had made Emma angry. That had sparked an argument – one which Emma was pretty sure was ongoing although the subject matter of their arguments continued to change. After the baby's gender argument, which included an argument about how to pick baby names, there was an argument about Regina's work. Emma wanted her to start decreasing the hours she worked, delegate more responsibility to others to keep herself from getting stressed. Regina took this as Emma not believing she could be mayor and be pregnant.

That argument had ended with Regina telling Emma that if she didn't think that Regina couldn't handle it, "perhaps you should have thought about that before you so carelessly impregnated me."

Emma had slept in the guest room that night and to show her displeasure of it, she gave Regina the cold shoulder the whole day. Now it seemed like whatever either of them did, it set the other one off. Last night Regina was being stubborn and trying to eat some healthy, veggie meal even though she knew it would make her sick. When she did get sick, she refused to eat something else – something with meat in it despite Emma trying to reason with her. Emma had gotten so angry she had stormed out after yelling at Regina while pointing out what stupid, stubborn idiot she was being. She hadn't returned to the house until way after 3 a.m. and when she did return she slept in the guest room again.

She knew she should just apologize to Regina, but in reviewing the arguments in her head, she didn't feel like she was the one who should be apologizing.

…

Regina held her phone in her hands thinking about whether to call or text Emma, if nothing else to make sure she was ok. She was awake when Emma had returned home early that morning. Even as she heard the door to the guest room close she knew she should probably go apologize to her, but she didn't. Instead she barely got any rest that night and then got up early to hopefully avoid seeing Emma at all.

She kept hoping Emma would call or text her, but her phone remained silent. Finally, Regina put it in her top drawer of her desk and concentrated on the work before her.

…

Emma went out on patrol when it became clear that her wife was not going to call her or stop by to apologize. Watching her phone not ring made her angry so she got up and left, telling the dispatcher she was going on patrol and to call her if she was needed.

She was out for an hour – the whole time thinking about Regina and how it was clear that Regina was not going to apologize like she should. It was frustrating the hell out of Emma and she secretly hoped some crime would happen so she could burn off that frustration while doing work.

…

Regina got home after work and began to cook dinner. Henry came in shortly afterward.

"Did you and Emma make up yet?" he asked taking a seat.

"No."

"But you said this morning that you would work things out with her."

"I know what I said," Regina responded. "And I am still willing to work things out with her, but she needs to make the first move."

"Why?"

"Because … because she is the one who yelled at me last night and left."

"But you yelled at her before that – like two nights ago."

Regina sighed. "Relationships are complicated. You will understand how complicated when you are older and actually in one."

"I don't see why you can't say you are sorry to her and move on. This morning you said you were sorry about it."

"And I am sorry about it. It is just … I don't like admitting when I am wrong."

Henry laughed, "I don't think anyone likes to do that."

"No I suppose they don't."

"Just say you are sorry to her," Henry said. "Maybe that will be enough and you won't have to actually admit you were wrong."

"Ok I will say I am sorry to her when she gets here."

"Good. I am tired of you two giving each other the silent treatment or else arguing."

"I'm sorry," Regina said. "You shouldn't have to experience that, nor be the one to tell me to apologize. I am the adult here after all."

"See you said you were sorry and that wasn't hard, was it?"

"No," she smiled at him.

….

Regina got a text just before dinner from Emma saying she was working late. Again Regina knew she should just call her and apologize but she didn't.

…..

Emma pulled into the driveway, seeing all the lights out in the house. She knew it was past the time that both Henry and Regina would have gone to bed. She came in and locked the door behind her, heading up the stairs. She paused in the hallway looking at the door to the room she shared with Regina. She wasn't sure how long she stood there before deciding to enter it. Once inside she immediately knew something was wrong and she turned on the lights.

The bed was empty and it certainly hadn't been slept in. It was still made up.

Her heart began to pound inside of her chest. Where was Regina?

She turned quickly and rushed to Henry's door opening it and flicking on the lights. A very sleepy Henry woke and looked at her. "Mom?"

"Where's Regina?"

"What?"

"Regina, she isn't in bed, where is she?"

"Emma?"

She turned and saw Regina, also looking tired, standing in the doorway of the guest room. She rushed over and hugged her tight before kissing her on the lips.

"What are you doing in the guest room?"

"I was waiting for you to get home. I figured you would come in here, but I fell asleep."

Emma kissed her again just happy none of the horrible things that had flashed into her mind while standing their empty bedroom were true.

"I'm sorry," Regina said. "I was waiting in here to tell you I was sorry."

"No, I am sorry; I should have been home sooner. I shouldn't have yelled at you last night."

"No, you were right I was being stupid and stubborn," Regina said. "This has all been my fault."

They kissed again.

"Can I go back to sleep now?" Henry said from his doorway.

"Yeah kid."

"Good," he said turning and shutting the door.

"Come on," Emma said taking Regina's hand and leading her to their bedroom. "I want to hold on to you all night long."

…

Marriage day 274

Once again Emma held on to Regina's hand as she had the ultrasound. This was a normal one, much to Regina's delight.

The baby's tiny image appeared on the screen.

"I am going to enlarge the image in order to determine the baby's sex. You are about to find out if you are going to have a son or a daughter," Dr. Andrews said.

"Actually, we don't want to know. We want to be surprised," Regina said.

Emma looked down at her and smiled. They hadn't really talked about it, but the fact that Regina was willing to allow the chaos of not knowing into their lives meant a lot to Emma. She bent down and kissed Regina on the top of the head.

"I love you."

"I love you too."