It was still twilight when the alarm clock rang in the bedroom. Rising on his elbow, Gold grabbed the phone on his nightstand, set the alarm to pause and lay down again, hugging the Queen. Holding his wife with her back to him, he buried his nose in her thick brown hair, inhaling her smell.

"What time is it now?" Regina asked sleepily.

"Six a.m." Gold answered, softly kissing her neck.

"Are you driving so early?" She shook her hips a little, as usual, gladly feeling his morning erection.

"Yes, while there are no traffic jams." He pressed the Queen tighter on him, holding her hips, kissing her shoulders and shoulder blades.

"Take me with you." She threw her hair back, extending her neck once more for a kiss.

"To a town where almost everyone wants to see your head on a spike?" Gold grinned. "No. And what, pray you tell me, will Charlotte eat while you are gone? She refuses to eat from a bottle, if you remember."

"We could have taken her with us.", the Queen shrugged.

"No." Gold objected. "Her, definitely not. You know this is dangerous, don't make things up. And generally, what are we talking about here? I will only leave for two days."

"And how are we going to sleep these two days?" She turned to her husband and kissed him.

"Great." Gold smiled. "Plus, you and I need to go to different beds for the next month." he hugged her, sliding his hands from her shoulders to her hips and back. "It's impossible to sleep with you and not… sleep with you."

"You could just ask." The Queen grinned, slipping down under the covers.

"No." He nevertheless leaned toward her lips. "No, Regina." After a few moments, he caught her by the shoulders and pulled her up towards him. "I don't want that."

"Why?", his wife said surprised. "Yesterday everything seemed to be fine."

"That's not it at all." He pressed her again on him, kissing her neck. "Can you imagine how I feel, knowing that I can't give you anything in return?"

"I'm not bargaining with you.", the Queen smiled. "I'm not one of those simpletons who make deals with the Dark One."

"You have already made a deal with me." Gold smiled back. "When you married me. This is a deal, honey! Seriously, Regina, I don't want this substitute. I need you here, the whole thing, in my hands and I need your lips up here, not down there." He kissed her.

The alarm rang again.

"I have to get up." Gold stretched, turning over his other side.

"Lie down with me a little more." The Queen was now pressed against his back, hugging him.

"Nolan will soon start breaking down the door." He turned off the alarm. "He certainly can't wait."

"He doesn't scare me." She kissed him between the shoulder blades and pressed herself against him again, stroking his stomach slowly, leaving a trail with kisses from his shoulder, along the neck, to the back of his head."

"Regina." He caught her hand and lowered it down.

"Who said he doesn't like substitutes?" The Queen smiled softly, squeezing his hard member.

"Hush." Her husband reached for a kiss and immediately after that he pushed into her hand with a groan, unable to ignore the pressure in the groin anymore.

"I love you." She whispered at his ear, licking it.

"And I you." He squeezed her hand, directing her movements.

Almost reaching the peak, he turned towards her and squeezed her in his arms again, randomly kissing her breasts, shoulders, collarbones, neck and lips, eagerly drawing in her scent, sliding his hands over her body.

"Squeeze your hips." He whispered at her ear, kissing it.

The Queen twisted her legs and he slid between her hips, continuing to feverishly kissing her, sliding his hands on her back, shoulders, hips, agonizingly squeezing them. Losing control, he bit the delicate skin on her neck and sucked her nipples until milk flowed out of them, increasing the pace. After coming all over her silk skin, he squeezed her for quite some time in his arms, panting, his nose buried in the hollow above the collarbone. He then sat back trying to level his breath."

"See, substitutes are not so bad." The Queen kissed his temple.

"Not bad at all." He wiped sweat from his forehead. The phone rang. "Here is Mr. Nolan." Gold answered the phone. "Yes, David? Of course ... Yes ... Five minutes ... He is already here.", he informed Regina and after quickly kissing her, went to the shower.

"Who would doubt it?" She, following his example, got up and put on her bathrobe. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"I don't have time." Gold dismissed. "Pour me coffee in a thermos and that's enough."

"Oh come on, he can wait for an extra ten minutes.", the Queen said.

"He can, but the traffic – no." Gold sighed. "The extra ten minutes at home are the extra forty minutes in a traffic jam. I'll eat somewhere along the way."

"Okay, as you want." She went to the kitchen and started making coffee.

"Did you get everything?" Standing in the hallway, Regina tied her husband's tie.

"Well, let's check it out." He patted his pockets. "Car keys, phone, house keys, credit card, coffee thermos ... Yes, that's it."

"Did you take the pills?" She finished with the tie and meticulously straightened the knot.

"Why would I need them in Storybrooke?" Gold smiled.

"You have to get to Storybrooke first.", the Queen retorted.

"That's quite easy, after I leave the city, I will have to follow a straight line all the time. I won't get lost, don't worry." He hugged his wife and kissed her on the cheek.

"Just take them with you so I can be calm." She gently freed herself from his hands and went into the kitchen, a minute later returning with a pack of pills cshe put in Gold's pocket. "I miss you already." She hugged her husband, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Me too, baby." He gently stroked her hair.

"Call me when you get there." She kissed him, snuggling tighter.

A key clicked in the lock, the front door opened and a little disheveled Miss Mills appeared on the threshold. "Oh, well, I'm on time as always." She grinned, looking at Gold. "By the way, Charming and Neal are sitting on a bench in front of your house if you are not aware."

"We know." Gold kissed his wife once more. "Don't be sad, I'll be back very soon."

"Are you okay?" The Mayor asked her sister after Gold went out the door.

"Yes." she nodded. "And you?"

"Come on, pour me some coffee and I'll tell you everything." She took off her coat and hung it in the closet.

"Are you sure it's worth telling everything?" The Queen smiled.

"Oh stop it, everything is decent in this story." The Mayor laughed. "Come on." She dragged her sister along to the kitchen with her.