Regina slammed the phone down in frustration. She had just finished a conference call with Albert Spencer also known as King George in the Enchanted Forest. Here in Storybrooke though, he was just a royal pain in her ass. Ever since the curse broke he'd been on his high horse about getting his title as king reinstated. She was tired of yelling at him that it wasn't going to happen and it is not the way that the government is ran in this country. And not only that, she only had about one hour left before Henry and Emma would come to get her and she still hadn't received any more notes. She was just grabbing her phone so she could yell at Emma when there was a knock at the door.

"Mayor Mills may I come in?" Danielle, her secretary's voice ran through the door. Regina sighed wondering if Danielle was bringing more bad news.

"Come in Danielle." Danielle opened the door holding the small note behind her back. Since she had scheduled the meeting with Spencer she knew that Regina would be in a bad mood after. "Do not schedule any more meetings with that egotistical filth of a man. I don't care how many times he calls do not put him through."

"Yes ma'am. I have something from the Sheriff for you." Regina's demeanor immediately changed. "She said you would know what it was."

"Yes of course. Why didn't you send her in?"

"Well she actually dropped it off when she picked you up for lunch." Danielle admitted and wished she could take it back as soon as she said it.

"And you are just giving it to me NOW?!" Regina snapped and grabbed the note from her hand.

Danielle quickly answered. "The Sheriff told me to wait..." She wasn't sure if she wanted to finish this sentence but Regina was demanding it.

"Wait for what?"

"Wait to give it to you until you were in a bad mood."

"What?" Regina was fuming at this point. Does Emma think she knows me so well that she knew that I would be in a bad mood at some point? Gah, she is so infuriating! She's just trying to be…annoying and…sweet. Regina finally figured it out, she wanted to wait until I was in a bad mood so she could have the note delivered and have it brighten my day. Sweet…but still infuriating. Regina sighed looking at her secretary. "I'm sorry Danielle. Apparently the good Sheriff knows how to push my buttons regardless of her intentions. I didn't mean to be so upset with you, thank you. That will be all." Regina dismissed her with a nod and Danielle took her leave. Regina went and sat on the couch, pulled out the note she had been waiting for and began reading.

Regina,

Google says that "Orange roses are the embodiment of desire and enthusiasm." Well I say they're wrong Regina, because I think you are the embodiment of desire and enthusiasm. (I mean have you seen you?) I think about you all of the time. I have never felt a pull so strong to anyone before, I've always felt it. And damn Regina, I can't even explain how much I want you. So to me you are the embodiment of everything I desire. Everything that I've ever dreamed of. Orange also symbolizes passion and excitement and is the expression of a fervent romance. I think that summarizes our "relationship" pretty well. We've always had this passion between us, that is undeniable. Whether it be us in each other's faces arguing or unable to keep our hands to ourselves and making out like teenagers when our son is in the next room. (I prefer the latter.) Right now, I'm really trying to continue the trend of being romantic and sweet, but I'm having a hard time because now all that I can think is how much I want you, and how lucky I am to have the possibility of actually having you. So I'm going to stop here before it stops being romantic and I start telling you of how I want to rip your clothes off every time I see you. Shit, too late!

-Emma

"Emma, would you stop? You're making me dizzy! What are you looking for anyway?" Henry asked as Emma paced around the station looking in every nook and cranny, like she had been doing for the past hour and a half. "Maybe I can help if you just tell me what it is you're looking for." Emma was panicking. She had already searched her desk, her jacket, her jeans, and everywhere else she could think of.

"Ahh! Ok help me look! It's a little white envelope and it has a number 5 on the top corner. Look over in the cells, I'm going to go look down in the cruiser." Emma was almost out the door before she yelled back at Henry who was already looking. "And if you find it, you absolutely do not open it." Henry didn't acknowledge her. "Henry…"

"Don't open it, OK! What is it anyway?" He turned and looked up at the door but Emma had already gone outside. Emma made her way to the cruiser, checking the ground every step she made thinking maybe she dropped it after lunch. She was checking the cruiser furiously; the dashboard, the glove box, under the armrest, sun visor, front seats, back seats, under the seats, between the seats. She didn't know how long she had been looking but after checking everywhere…twice…she finally gave up with a yell.

"Fuck! Fucking fuck! Where is that fucking-"

"Miss Swan, why are you swearing and vandalizing city property?" A very familiar and irritated voice asked from behind her. Emma froze with wide eyes. Not only has she lost the most important card of all, she'd been caught cussing and kicking the hell out of the Sheriff's car. And to top it all off, she finally looked up at the clock and realized she was fifteen minutes late to pick up Regina.

"Fuck!" She yelled out one more time, banging her head against the car with a thud. Then suddenly, she turned around. "I'm sorry I'm late, but please tell me you have the fifth card." Regina was confused by Emma's behavior, then when she processed what Emma just said her eyes widened.

"No! Wait, did you lose my card?!" She exclaimed, Emma just frowned and turned around to look under the seat again.

"No, I just…can't find it. Maybe Henry found it upstairs, come on." She said after finally giving up on finding it in the cruiser. She grabbed a hold of Regina's hand pulling her along. They were just down the hall from her door when Regina spoke up.

"Emma if you decided not to give it me the last card...it's okay. I loved all of them so much but I unders-"

"What? No, Regina." Emma cut Regina off and turned to face her. She cupped her face between her hands. "After seeing how you reacted to the first couple of cards I want you to read it, trust me." She saw Regina's face soften and leaned in for a kiss. "Have I said hi by the way?" Regina shook her head in the negative and Emma smiled before kissing her again. "Hi."She said before dropping her hands and Regina smiled back.

"Hi…So you "misplaced" my card." Regina started walking towards the Sheriff's office and using air quotes.

"Hopefully Henry's found it by now." Emma said as they approached the door and opened it. But inside Henry was sitting in Emma's chair playing candy crush on her phone. "Henry, did you find the note?" She asked looking around some more.

"Nope. I went through everything; the cell, the interrogation room, your desk, the bathroom, and the trash." He answered making a face at the last place. "You should really take it out more than once a week if you're going to throw away a half eaten burger from Granny's. Yuck!"Emma immediately went back to panicking. She knew what that card said. She didn't want anyone else except Regina to read it.

"Emma it's okay." Regina tried to calm Emma down, who was pacing again and running her hands through her hair. "Maybe it fell out of your pocket when you left my office at lunch. I didn't see it but I wasn't exactly looking for it. We can go after dinner if you want, or I can just look for it in the morning." Emma stopped and looked at Regina. She hadn't thought that it may have fallen out of her pocket when she gave Regina the third card. She stopped pacing and gave a nod to Regina.

"Maybe you're right. It could have fallen out of my pocket when I gave you the other card. Yeah, I'm sure that's it, I mean where else could it be." Emma smiled relieved. "Come on, let's go home and talk to Henry." She said quietly to Regina then spoke a little louder to Henry. "Hey kid, get your stuff ready and let's go home." She went to grab her jacket from her chair by the desk. They turned to make their way to the door when the little white envelope came sliding on the ground towards them. They all glanced down, then looked up at where it came from or rather who it came from. They all stared at a red faced Mary Margaret who stood in the doorway with her arms crossed at her chest.

"Looking for that?"

A/N; So one card left. What does it say? I would say I'm sorry for the cliffhanger, but I'm not. Just a quick note, I want to thank my lovely wife for being my wonderful beta. I know the story would have terrible grammar and run-on sentences if it weren't for her. She probably will find something to edit in this author note as well. So say a thank you to her and I want to thank you all for reading. Hope you continue following my story! Thank you for all of the kind and wonderful reviews. They definitely help me post faster.

Beta Note: Only three corrections to the authors note.