A/N: I'm sorry for the late update and for there only being one. I know I promised more than one, and I shall write them and update them. I've just been dealing with personal issues that require my constant attention since yesterday and I still find myself dealing with them. But, I am writing as much as I can when I can to have something for you all. For now, I hope you enjoy this new update. I shall try to update the next one later tonight. Happy reading! :)

This was the last thing Regina needed. To have to get out of her one and only vacation for work was a nightmare in itself. She already knew Daniel would throw a shit-fit, but before she talked to him and convinced him that it would be a quick trip, she had to find the pilot in hopes that she would be willing to fly her there and back with no problem.

For being such a small island, she hadn't been able to spot any signs of the blonde anywhere.

"Excuse me," Regina called out to a man who walked by. "Would you happen to know where I could find the charter?"

"Who?" The man's brow furrowed.

"Um…" Regina shut her eyes, trying hard to remember her name. "The pilot. She's a woman, owns a yellow plane…" She failed to remember.

"Oh, Emma?" The man smiles.

"Right!" Regina grins. "You wouldn't happen to know where I could find her, would you?"

"If she's not over at the bar curing her hangover," he chuckled, pointing over at a small hut. "You can find her in there."

"Thank you." Regina gave him one last smile before heading on over to the smallest hut.

Emma lied shirtless in her bed releasing a moan after a grunt as a pair of hands massaged away at her bare shoulders and back. Her white tank top rested around her neck like a scarf while Lily's skilled hands and fingers massaged away at her stiff muscles. Apart from attending to tourists and showing them around, and dancing some nights during the festivities the resort held at the bar, she was also studying to become a professional masseuse. To which Emma was more than happy to have her practice her new learnings on her.

"Uuuhhh…" The blonde's eyes rolled to the back of her head once Lily's fingers hit a knot that had formed near her shoulder blade.

"Does that feel good?" Lily asked, a smirk to her as she kept up with her massage.

"Mhm," the blonde groans, feeling the brunette's skillful fingers hit another knot.

There's a knock at the door that causes Lily's delicious assault to stop, her head turning toward the front door of the blonde's cottage. "You stay here. I'll be right back. Stay." She smacks Emma's behind before rushing to answer the door.

As the door was pulled open, Regina's eyes landed on Lily's two piece choice of clothing, then on Emma's body lying half naked against her bed. The hut was small, and that's all Emma needed.

"Oh, hi." Lily smiled at the brunette.

"I was told Emma lived here. Is she-?"

"Emmy, it's for you!" Lily looked over her shoulder, stepping away from the door frame, which gave Regina a better view of the blonde lying motionless on the bed.

Emmy, Regina mouthed out the nickname, trying it out for herself. She hated it. She didn't know Lily, but she couldn't figure out why she bothered her so much.

Emma's head rose up from her pillow, a few strands of hair coating her features that had escaped her messy ponytail. "Oh!" Her eyes suddenly grew wide at the realization that Regina was just outside her door. Her body sat up from the bed, her hands pulling on her tank top over her bare breasts before rushing toward the door.

Regina shifted on the balls of her feet at the sight of another glimpse of the blonde's abs, along with her standing before her in nothing but her tank top and red underwear. Her arm casually leaned against the door frame, which gave Regina a better view of the woman's surprisingly toned arms.

"Hi," Emma breathed with a lazy smile.

"Hello." The brunette smiled back out of courtesy. Her eyes raked across the blonde's body in another quick glance. "I'm sorry to disturb you, but I'm afraid I have a bit of an emergency."

"An emergency? What's going on?" Her free hand brushed her strands of hair away from her face.

"Well, my boss called me from New York this morning, and as it turns out, I am forced to fly to Tahiti today." She gave Emma an apologetic look.

"Today?" Her brows hit her hairline.

"I know," Regina breathed and nodded.

"And you want me to-?" Emma pointed at her own chest, releasing a chuckle.

"Believe me I can see you are…" Brown eyes moved over to Lily, who laid on her stomach against the blonde's bed, reading her magazine. "Very busy," she spat out those last words. "And if I could get someone else willing to fly me there, I would hire them on the spot. Would five hundred dollars suffice?"

The blonde shrugged, looking over her shoulder at Lily, "Baby, you feel like going to Tahiti?" She asked.

"I can't. I have a show tonight. It's Tuesday." Lily gave the blonde an apologetic look.

"Right," she murmured under her breath, her green eyes facing back on Regina. "Sorry. It would seem my hands are tied," she smirked, leaning in as she kept her voice low. "That's for later."

Regina groaned at her awful sexual joke, rolling her eyes. "Look, my hands are bound here as well. I would really be appreciative if you went out of your way to do me this tremendous favor. How would seven hundred be?" She really hoped she would say yes, because that was her final offer.

Emma released a heavy sigh, catching sight of the pleading look in the brunette's eyes, which made it impossible for her to say no to. Also, seven hundred dollars in her pocket wouldn't be a nuisance.

"Okay," she breathed.

"Okay?" Regina smiled. A smile that pulled at Emma's heart strings.

"Yeah. Okay." She gave the brunette a ghost of a smirk. "Go get everything ready, and I'll meet you by my plane in… Give me an hour." She nodded toward Lily, who smiled at her.

"Right," Regina muttered under her breath, forcing a smile of her own toward the blonde. "Thank you."

Emma watched the woman walk away before shutting her door.

"Regina?" Daniel came into their room, surprised to find the brunette fully dressed in a pair of shorts, a buttoned up blouse and sandals, packing a small bag with only two sets of clothes. "What are you doing? Who was on the phone?"

"That was Mal." She dropped one of her shirts inside her bag, and by the disappointed look on Daniel's face, she knew he wouldn't be happy.

"No." Daniel's shoulder slumped as he shook his head.

Regina bit on her bottom lip, giving him an apologetic look. "Sweetheart-"

"Gina, no," he whined, rushing over to her and taking her by the hands. "This is absurd, we are talking about our vacation."

"I know, and believe me I don't want to do this, but I have no other choice. Besides, it's just a quick trip to Tahiti to assist in a photo shoot and I fly back the same day. It'll be quick." She smiled.

"That's not the point," he sighed, letting go of her hands as he plopped down on one of the chairs in their room. "Can't Mal find someone else to do this for her? There has to be someone who-"

"Believe me, I asked, but we are in a slump right now and we can't get anyone else." Regina went back to her packing, while Daniel sat defeated on the chair with his beach towel draped over his neck. "You know something? It is a known fact that 38.6% of all women are pressured into quitting their jobs in their first year of marriage."

It was a low blow, but she had to try anything to make Daniel understand.

"Come on, Gina," he rolled his eyes. "That was in your magazine. You probably made it up."

Regina paused after zipping up her bag, she moved over to sit on Daniel's lap, feeling his hands land on her thighs as well as her arms drape around his neck.

"Sweetheart…" Her voice was low, her gaze filled with a thousand apologies. "If you had to work I would understand."

"That's because you're not as romantic as I am." Daniel retorted, feeling really annoyed and angry with Mal for ruining their vacation.

Regina chuckled, brushing a hand along his thick black hair. "So come with me." She offered.

"No," he shook his head.

"Why not?"

"Because if I go, I will resent the fact that I'm there. If I stay here, I'll miss you but you'll feel guilty. I like that option better." He left it at that, hoping Regina would beg or change her mind and stay.

Which of course, she didn't. She had to go whether she liked it or not.

"Come on, cheer up, Daniel. It's only for one night." She played with one of the corners of his towel.

"One night?" He asked her, feeling a little hopeful.

The brunette nodded.

He sighed, defeated. "Well… I suppose one night couldn't hurt."

"I'll be back before you know it." She smiled, pulling him by his towel so that her lips capture his in a passionate kiss.

The sky had turned gray and the wind had picked up, but Regina was punctual as she walked over to the blonde who was just stepping out of her plane.

"We're all ready for take off." Said Emma, reaching over for the woman's luggage to place it in the back.

"Not to look down on your friend here, but is this safe to fly?" She asks, glancing over at the plane as she follows Emma.

"It is with me." Says the blonde, tightening up the strap on their luggage.

"Oh," Regina chuckled. "You're that good, huh?"

"Trust me," Emma's brow raised, a tiny smirk forming at the corners of her lips. "I'm the best you've ever been with."

Was she flirting? The brunette's brow raises, matching Emma's as she stands her ground with her arms crossed over her chest. "Well, no offense to you, but I'm not sure I trust your equipment."

"Have you ever heard that phrase, 'Never judge a book by its cover?' Have some faith. She may look old, but she's sturdy." Emma pounds her palm against her plane's side, "As for its pilot… Well…" She flashes the brunette a pearly white smile that does things to Regina's insides.

She scoffs, throwing a glare the pilot's way, "You're nauseating."

Emma smirks just as Regina climbs into the plane and into the back seat. "Well, if you have to hurl, best do it before take off."

"What's all this stuff?" Regina couldn't help but notice all the equipment Emma had tied up in the back of the plane.

"Hotel and medical supplies, and such." Emma twisted her waist to face the brunette better from the front seat. "I was going to fly all this stuff into Tahiti anyway, so might as well get paid double while I'm at it." She grinned.

"How convenient for you." Regina murmured.

"Oh, which reminds me. Do you have my money?" The blonde asked.

"Oh, yeah. Of course." Regina fished inside her purse, pulling out seven folded hundred dollar bills and handing them over to Emma. "It's all there." She said, seeing Emma glance down at the money.

"I trust you." She winked at the brunette, starting up her engine and driving smoothly along the dirt runway before taking off into the beautiful sunset scene ahead of them.