(A/N: Once Upon a Time is as we all know, ending tonight. Should I continue this story anyway?)

Eager to get away from prying questions and curious looks, Regina did something she hadn't done since she cursed everyone to live in Storybrooke.

She snuck off.

And in a very literal fashion too.

Very early the following morning, Regina grabbed her bag and scurried into the Mercedes. Then she made a hasty retreat.

She chuckled when she reached the "Leaving Storybrooke" sign. There was something fun about sneaking off like this. Something deliciously thrilling.

A soft whoosh told her that she didn't have her magic anymore, but she barely picked up on it now. And she definitely didn't miss it as much as she had the first time she left. Well, it was convenient and all, but the thought of not having her magic didn't paralyze her like it would have in the past.

Regina hummed along to a silly little tone in the radio as she quickly pulled over and sent Laura a little "warning".

"Line up your flowers, dear."

"Is that code for something raunchy, Ms. Mills?"

Regina chuckled as she typed her reply.

"That's entirely up to you…"

"I think it could be... Looking forward to seeing you."

"Likewise."

"Hurry."

"Fear not. I will."

Laura replied with some sort fainting emoji, and Regina decided to let it be with that. She was wasting time with texting when she could be driving. She let her phone lie on the passenger seat as she started the engine again.

She didn't check her phone again until she was halfway there. And she quickly found out that the reason behind the sounds coming from her phone was Zelena, pointing out that "someone left early and without saying goodbye".

Where to Regina simply replied "yes" and felt every bit like a lovesick teenager when she did so.

The trip to Boston seemed to become shorter and shorter. Regina felt as if she had only been driving for five minutes when she suddenly found herself to be very close to her destination. Could it really have been four hours already? Impossible. "Hurry", Laura had demanded, and it would appear that Regina had done just that. Hurried. Maybe she had been speeding just a little. Or a lot. It was very fortunate, she didn't meet any officers on her way. They would most definitely have given her a ticket for speeding.

Regina smiled ridiculously as she pulled up in front of "The Secret Garden". She was here. She was actually here.

She quickly grabbed her bag and crossed the street. The door to "The Secret Garden" was still unlocked, even though it was nearly closing time, so Regina didn't waste time with being invited in. She simply swung the door open and strolled inside like she was the last customer.

But she wasn't exactly here for the flowers, even though they were very pretty. No, she was here for the beautiful florist.

And the beautiful florist had clearly been expecting her arrival. Maybe she had even glanced out of the window every so often so see if Regina was on her way. Either way, Regina didn't even get the chance to announced herself, say hello or even dump her bag for that matter. Five seconds after she had closed the door behind her, Laura was quite literally in her face, almost knocking her over as she kissed Regina.

The bag landed on the floor with a thud as Regina released her grip on it to wrap her arms around Laura instead. She didn't care that they were very much on display here, in the middle of the store, and it didn't really matter that she hadn't had the chance to say anything. Her lips were suddenly otherwise engaged in something that didn't involve talking.

Laura wrapped her arms tightly around Regina and pressed their bodies together in a not very suitable way, but Regina didn't care about that either. Kissing Laura was of utmost importance. In fact, Regina doubted that nothing had ever been more important than to kiss the beautiful redhead in her arms.

None of them really took a break to catch their breaths or actually talk. And without Regina realizing that they had moved, they were suddenly in the back room of the store, and Laura was pushing her down on what appeared to be some sort of couch. A couch that wasn't terribly comfortable to lie on, but Regina didn't care about that either. Laura quickly made it comfortable as she crawled on top of Regina and tried her utmost to rug Regina's coat off.

Oh, right. She was still wearing that. Hell, she was still wearing her gloves, too. But Laura did a fine job with opening the buttons in Regina's coat and shrugging the material down Regina's shoulders. Once the coat was half-off she abandoned the task though, and kissed Regina fiercely again.

Regina returned the kiss with all her might and grabbed Laura's thigh, tugging until the younger woman got the message and slung her leg over Regina's hip. Regina ceased the tugging but kept her hand firmly planted on Laura's thigh.

Having sex in the back room of Laura's flower shop was not exactly how Regina had planned on starting their "date", but now, as she was lying here with one hand on Laura's thigh and the other one firmly planted at the nape of her neck, she found that she wasn't entirely opposed. She had been about in her time, but sex in the back of a flower shop was not something she had tried before. Well, maybe that's about to be rectified now.

Laura giggled as she her lips found Regina's again and she groped Regina's breast rather unabashedly.

Regina didn't mind that either. In fact, she very much appreciated it. Very much. Laura groaned quietly when Regina started fumbling with the flannel shirt she was wearing on this particular day. Regina smirked. Laura appeared to be very comfortable too.

But before the "situation" could develop further, both women heard a faint jingling sound. The sound of a bell chiming.

Both Regina and Laura sat bold upright on the small couch and a surprised gasp escaped Laura as she tilted her head slightly and listened.

"Hello? Laura?"

"It's another customer," Laura whispered, and a chuckle escaped her.

Regina laughed too. Breathlessly, and just a tad horrified, she rested her head against Laura's as they both giggled like a couple of teenagers.

"Laura? You in?"

Laura cleared her throat. "In the back, Mr. Welsh. I'll be right there. Hold on." she stood from the couch, smoothened her mussed up hair and fixed her shirt slightly. Then she walked out of the back room, and a second later, Regina could hear her say: "What can I help you with, Mr. Welsh?"

The rest of the conversation went above Regina's head. She was far too busy stifling her hysterical chuckles. Good god, that was close. In more than one way. She had a feeling that her hair was as messed up as Laura's had been a second ago, so she ran her fingers through it and tried to smoothen it a bit. She was most likely a mess. Her lipstick was gone, that much was obvious, and her coat was half-undone. Regina chuckled quietly again as she tried to get decent.

"To new things", Laura had said, and this was most definitely new. Snogging in the back of a shop and then nearly getting caught was not something Regina had tried before, and she wasn't particularly interested in trying it again. A bit more privacy would be good. She appreciated what Laura had had in mind, she truly did. But maybe they were a tad too exposed in the back room.

Regina was still trying to catch her breath when she heard Laura said: "Thank you. Have a good day, Mr. Welsh. I hope she'll like the bouquet. Yes. You too. Bye." The bell above the door chimed again, and Regina heard Laura grumble something. Then the unmistakable sound of a door being locked.

Regina chuckled again.

Laura came into the back room again and flashed Regina a mischievous smile. "Welcome to Boston."

"You don't say."

They both laughed hysterically at that and Regina stood from the small couch and put her hands on Laura's hips to draw her closer.

"Yeah, maybe the back of the store wasn't the best place," Laura chuckled.

"Perhaps not. But I appreciate the idea behind it."

Laura chuckled again and placed her hands on top of Regina's, which were still resting on the redhead's hips. "That wasn't very ladylike of me, was it?"

"No, it wasn't. But that's okay. It was… quite thrilling."

"Yeah?" Laura smirked. "Tell that to your damn coat. I couldn't get it off."

"So I noticed."

"You should be wearing less," Laura said plainly and tugged Regina's gloves off.

Regina laughed throatily at that. "Well, maybe I will be later. If you're very, very lucky."

"God, I missed you," Laura said earnestly and kissed Regina once more.

"Yes, I can tell," Regina sniggered as she playfully pushed Laura away slightly and cupped her face. "I've missed you too."

Laura ran a finger through her mussed-up hair again and pursed her lips, clearly torn between what do to next.

"How about we go out and have something to eat?" Regina suggested gently and interlaced their fingers. "And afterwards we could go back to your lovely apartment and… do whatever we want without interruptions."

Laura flashed her a beaming smile, one that very much called for a so-called swooning emoji. "That sounds good. You probably want to dump your bag upstairs before we leave though, right?"

"Oh right," Regina smirked. "I did just leave it standing in the middle of your store, didn't I?"

"You sure did."

They both chuckled again as they walked from the back room to the store itself and Regina quickly grabbed the abandoned bag and slung it over her shoulder again.

Laura took her hand as she let Regina upstairs. Regina instantly smiled when she sat foot in Laura's colorful apartment again. It really was quite charming.

"Did I ever mention how much I love your place?" she asked as they walked back down the stairs again after leaving her overnight bag.

Laura smiled. "I'm happy you like it. I was afraid you would find it… odd."

"And why on earth would I do that?"

Laura bobbed her shoulders once. "You're so classy and elegant. My apartment doesn't really feel like the ideal place for someone like you.

"Someone like me?" Regina echoed and then chuckled. "Laura, I've just been on the brink of having sex with you in the back of your store. Do you really think there's anything classy and elegant about that?"

Laura returned the smile tenfold. "Well, maybe not. But believe me, there was something very sexy and hot about that. And I'm deeply sad that we were interrupted."

"Yes, so am I. Although, it was probably for the best. Your couch isn't very comfortable."

"I know. It sucks. My back was screwed up the few times I had to sleep in there. I couldn't possibly bid you that."

Regina laughed and took Laura's hand as they made it out on the street. "Why on earth did you sleep in there, dear?"

Laura shrugged lightly. "It had been a long night. And the thought of going upstairs was horrendous. Plus, I was insanely drunk."

"Ahh, and there it is."

"Come on," Laura mock-huffed. "You can't tell me you've never slept somewhere weird while you were drunk? You can't possibly be that classy."

"I assure you, I'm not. And I have ended up sleeping at an odd place while I was drunk." That's true. One of her favorite sports as the Evil Queen (except for hunting Snow, obviously) was to drink until she passed out.

Laura grinned. "Thank god. I thought you were some supernatural creature who never…"

"Definitely not."

"I would like to see that," Laura said and gave Regina's hand a soft squeeze.

"See what?"

"You. Drunk."

"Oh. I think you've already corresponded with me while I was drunk."

"Oh yeah, that's right," Laura grinned. "That was fun."

"I'm sure it was."

"Well, maybe I get the chance to see you drunk sometime."

"If you're really lucky…"

To Be Continued…