A/N: Y'all! Hi! I'm solo sorry I've been MIA! I'm not quite sure why, but it took me longer than usual to write this chapter. It's a cute chapter though, so I hope you enjoy! Pleaseeeee leave a review! And almost a hundred follows omg! Thank you so much :)
"Emma, you have literally nothing to feel guilty for." Mary-Margaret said in an insistent voice.
"I know that MM, but I can't help it." Emma replied. The two women were sitting on bar stools, secluded from the others.
"I just don't understand why this is bothering you so much. She's your professor, and yeah, I get it, it was probably embarrassing, but come on!" Mary-Margaret continued.
"Yeah. I know. It's not a big deal." Emma let out with a sigh.
"Come one babe, it's not even mid night yet. Let's go have some fun!" Mary-Margaret exclaimed, grabbing her best friend's hand and hopping off her bar stool.
"Fuck…" Emma mumbled, leaning against the brick building that The Rabbit Hole was situated in. It was well past two in the morning, and she hadn't been able to find her friends anywhere. A quick call with Mary-Margaret confirmed her suspicion that her friends abandoned her. Well, not exactly abandoned. They had all been tired, and had spent fifteen minutes trying to convince Emma to leave with them, but she had refused. Apparently, she'd insisted that she was having "too much fun", and "could find her own way home". Mary-Margaret had offered to send a cab for her, but Emma had stubbornly refused, saying that she would "figure it out". Mary-Margaret was too sleepy to resist, and made Emma promise that she'd text her when she got home. Emma was starting to regret not taking Mary-Margaret up on her offer to send a cab, but she could do nothing about it now. She'd just have to find one on her own. She looked around. The street was completely deserted, save some people leaving the club and climbing into their own cars. Just as Emma was about to begin walking towards Times Square, where she was sure she'd find a taxi, she heard a deep voice behind her that she recognized immediately.
"Miss. Swan, you look lost. May I offer you my assistance?" Regina asked, smirking as Emma turned around with wide eyes.
"Shit, Professor Mills! You scared me!" Emma exclaimed.
"I've been babysitting my friend, who just left with some man she picked up. You didn't answer my question. Do you have a way of getting home?" Regina asked.
"I'm figuring it out. Thanks for like… Checking up." Emma said after a pause. Giving Regina a small smile, she turned to leave.
"Miss. Swan. You are inebriated. I'll give you a ride home." Regina said, against her better judgment.
"Thanks Miss. Mills, but I'm really fine. I'll see you in class Monday." Emma called over her shoulder. Regina just rolled her eyes, walked across the street, and climbed into her car. Even though she knew it was a bad idea, she couldn't just leave her student out on the street like this. She was drunk, and had no idea what she was doing. If something happened to her, Regina knew she'd hold herself accountable. She pulled her car up next to the sidewalk, and drove slowly along beside Emma.
"Get in the car, Miss Swan." She said as patiently as she could. Emma glanced at the car, surprised that her professor was being so persistent.
"Really Professor Mills, I'll be fine. Thank you for trying to look out for me, but I'm a big girl an I can handle myself." Emma said, still walking down the street at a brisk pace.
"Miss. Swan, I am not going to let you roam around New York City all night in your state. Please just get in the car, and stop needlessly wasting my time." Regina said, irritation creeping into her voice. She knew she wasn't leaving without Emma in her car, and she was frustrated that Emma was being so difficult. Emma stopped, and cocked her head.
"You're really not gonna let this go, huh?" she asked, looking at Regina curiously.
"It's not likely Miss. Swan. Now please get in the car." Regina said as patiently as she could.
"Miss. Mills, don't you think that this is a bit inappropriate? You're my professor, and like, I get that you're trying to help me out but-" Emma said, stopping because she was cut off.
"Get. In. The. Car." Regina said, all semblance of patience gone from her voice. Emma gulped, and walked around to the other side of the car. She climbed into the passenger seat, glancing at her professor briefly. After Emma had given Regina her address, they drove in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence, per se, but Emma couldn't help stealing glances at Regina every moment or so. She looked thoughtful. Not angry. She was thinking about something.
"She looks stunning." Emma thought to herself.
Regina kept her eyes on the road and tried not to think about the fact that she was driving a student home at three in the morning. The black Mercedes finally pulled up next to Emma's apartment, and Emma looked over at Regina gratefully.
"Thank you so much for the ride." She said, reaching for the door handle.
"Of course, Miss. Swan. I'm glad you made it home in one piece." Regina said, turning to face her student. Emma had opened her door, and was stepping out of the car when she paused.
"Oh, and Professor Mills? I'm really sorry about… Earlier. I mean… You know… In the bathroom…"Emma said, trailing off. A blush covered Regina's cheeks. Emma had never seen the woman blush, and she was captivated by just how good it looked on her.
"No need to apologize Miss. Swan. These things happen." Regina said after a loaded silence. Emma smiled at her, and stepped fully out of the car. She gave Regina a small wave just before she disappeared into her apartment building. Regina stared after her for a moment, and finally started up her car again, heading home.
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