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Chapter 2 Synopsis: Emma receives her first letters.

Without further ado… here's the next chapter

Emma moaned as she bit into the bear claw. She never noticed it before, but there was a new appreciation for them especially after Neverland. Sipping her coffee she smiled to herself, content. Nothing like a good soft bear claw and a strong cup of coffee. Oh, and running water and a nice office chair. And having Henry back in her life too of course. Emma thought of Henry living with her in that small space with Mary Margaret and David… maybe it was time to get her own space. Suddenly, she wondered how Regina was doing now because Henry wasn't with her anymore. Frowning to herself, she decided that Regina was probably lonely but would never admit it being that proud woman she was. Perhaps she could suggest to let Henry go see her.

Shaking her head slightly, she wondered why she even cared about Regina at all. She only ever spoke down at her. Emma scoffed under her breath thinking of a couple nights ago when she had to stay late doing paperwork for Madame Mayor. She had been elated at the thought that she could clearly disappoint her by going out with Killian. Emma knew that Regina didn't like that pirate one bit and it was satisfying to no end to send out that email. Of course, she was truthful, it hadn't been a date. She had made that clear to Killian. Her own feelings were confused and she was still trying to figure things out. With Killian, and now Neal, vying for her attention, she found it tiresome. She didn't particularly like Killian that way and she was still bitter at Neal for what he had done to her. Emma wondered if there was an easy way out of her awkward situation.

Sighing and pushing those thoughts aside, she pulled a pile of mail towards her wondering why the Sheriff's office still got junk mail. Might as well do something halfway productive in case Regina decided to come see if she was working or not because the Mayor always seemed to come in and find her goofing off.

Flipping through them carelessly, she almost missed the one addressed to her. She quirked her eyebrow as she pulled that letter back to her. It was typed and there was no sending address.

Sheriff Emma Swan

Yup, that was her. She wondered what it could be.

Curiosity winning over her craving for the bear claw, she put it down on a napkin and opened the letter. Pulling it out, she saw that the entire thing was typed and there was no signature at the bottom. Maybe it was some petition someone needed her vote on. She began reading and quickly realized that was not it at all.

You are probably wondering what this letter is all about. Well, no matter what you decide, I just want to let you know that this is not a love letter.

There is an endless amount of things that I wish I could say to you, but all that will have to wait for another day. Maybe if we meet. There's one particular thing I want to get off my chest though, and it is the fact that I can't get you out of my head. Everywhere I turn, I see that imaginary flash of your beautiful blond hair and that leather jacket I secretly like. You fill my thoughts and I was hoping this letter would help dampen that just a bit.

Secretly likes, huh? Maybe this person voices out loud their dislike of her jacket. But then again, maybe not. Emma thought for a bit and couldn't come up with anyone right away. Her face twisted into a grimace as the thought of this mysterious person possibly being some perverted stalker crossed her mind.

She continued reading.

No, I am not some pervert as I'm sure your crass mind goes there more often than not. I'm simply trying to tell you that I wish I could know more about you and your habits. Day to day, I only see a glimpse of who you are and it makes me want to know more.

Emma laughed to herself, this person seemed to know her personally to some level to guess where her mind went.

Perhaps you're curious to know who I am? All I am saying is that you do know me and we do interact. That limits you to most everyone in StoryBrooke as everyone in this town knows you. You won't figure it out, so don't bother trying.

This will probably not be the last letter you receive from me. I am testing a theory out.

How does it feel to have a secret admirer?

Emma read the letter again. What was going on? She had never received anything like this before. Reading it yet another time, she began to run through possibilities in her mind. This was a love letter though whoever it was, was denying it.

Killian? But could he even read? Emma wasn't sure he would have ever learned with his life as a pirate. If it was him, this letter seemed a little sophisticated. Knowing him, she was sure that he would have thrown in how much he wanted to bed her.

Was it Neal? He was the most unromantic man she'd ever met and was sure that he would not be able to come up with an idea like this.

She looked at the letter in her hands again, unsure what she should do with it. Deciding to keep it, she carefully refolded it and then in half again to put in her leather jacket pocket. It sounded like she could expect another one at some point. Perhaps it will give her more of a clue to who it was. For now, she will not throw out anyone. She didn't have enough to go off of yet. Emma ran her fingers through her hair, gently tousling it. She was a sheriff and a bails bond person. This shouldn't be too terribly difficult, right? She's never done anything like this before though. Maybe Ruby would know. She seemed to have her fair share of admirers. Emma decided she'd bring it up vaguely when she went to get her lunch.

Regina huffed to herself as she sat in the corner booth of Granny's at noon. She can't believe she came here just because she knew Emma comes around then to get her fill of fats and grease for lunch. There was a thought in her mind to just get up and leave and pretend she was never here. Her fingers played mindlessly with the rim of her coffee cup as she watched Ruby bustle around in her short skirt and too tight shirt that for some reason Granny deemed appropriate.

Everyone had given her at least one table or booth on either side when she had come in and she held herself high, pretending that she didn't notice that fact. Seriously though, you would think after saving their lives and their so called Savior a couple times, they would be more cordial. Guess not.

Thinking of the Savior, the bell rang and Regina heard her voice. "Hey Ruby, how's it going?" Emma said as she brushed by with her leather jacket and jeans that fit a little too well. Regina's eyes fell to the curve of her ass and she had a hungry look in her eyes. No one was looking so it's okay to appreciate the view. Raking her eyes up to what was now the back of Emma's head, she shook her head slightly at that unruly hair that still seemed to fall so perfectly. Perfectly messy.

She leaned forward, trying to catch the conversation between the two girls. Hopefully, Emma would bring up the letter. Out of everyone in Story Brook, she seemed to be closest to that werewolf. Regina's lips curled at the thought. Ruby was quite… loose when it came to sexual encounters and Regina wondered if they've ever crossed that line of friendship. She poised a face of nonchalance despite her thoughts. It really wasn't her business anyways.

"… ever had this happen?" Regina heard Emma ask Ruby and she leaned forward slightly, intrigued.

Regina could see Ruby perfectly as she smirked and gave an almost carnal grin that seemed a little too excited before giving a response, "…layed.". Regina almost growled at herself because she couldn't catch exactly what was being said. However, Emma blushed and looked down at the coffee in her hands and that was possibly the cutest thing Regina had ever seen. This was the first time she'd seen that expression on her face. It would seem her letter was a good idea after all.

"..I do… different than normal… I want to know who wrote it." Regina heard. Emma paused for a bit and Ruby was absolutely glowing with this information. "..think it was genuine?" She heard Emma ask. Another plan was already forming through Regina's mind as she heard Emma ask this. She would be kept busy today getting all her letters sent she was sure. In the end, it sounded like it would be more then worth it though.

Discretely, Regina pulled a piece of paper out of her purse with her right hand. She waved her hand and that paper disappeared. She had told Henry she wouldn't use her magic, but it wasn't like she was doing anything big or bad. She just really wanted to see Emma's reactions to her letter. That first one was more than Regina thought Emma would react. Thinking about it, she thought that Emma was well versed in having men… and probably women swoon and try to win her over. Who wouldn't with that strong, opinionated women with a body anyone would want to worship? Regina started at that thought. Queens didn't worship, they were worshiped. This Sheriff was making her think things that Queens shouldn't be. Regina pursed her lips and gripped her cup. Oh how she'd changed since the Enchanted Forest.

She looked up at Emma again and noticed that she was saying bye to Ruby and on her way out the door. Counting half a minute, she got up and followed after Regina. Perfect timing of course. There was Emma standing outside that atrocious lump of metal that Regina refused to think of as a functional car. She shouldn't really be letting Emma drive Henry around in that. That death trapped looked like it would break down at any minute and just fall apart on the streets.

Regina smoothed down her blazer and began to walk over to Emma with her shoulders back and standing tall. Emma was standing there staring at a piece of paper with a mix of shock and something else Regina couldn't pinpoint. She smirked. Looks like she managed to surprise her. Lifting her chin, she walked right up to Emma.

"Did you write yourself a ticket, Sheriff?" Regina drawled. "If you got a functional car, maybe that wouldn't happen." She didn't understand why she was always jabbing at her but she couldn't seem to help it.

Emma started and looked up at Regina and then around the street as if she had forgotten where she was. Regina scoffed out loud. "What? Did you forget you wrote yourself that ticket too? You look quite shocked." She paused to allow for a response but Emma was opening and closing her mouth with no sound coming out.

Deciding she didn't want to appear too interested, Regina tossed, "Try not to dally, Miss Swan. Mind I remind you that you are wasting tax payer dollars? We've had this discussion before."

Emma visibly shook her head. "Oh.. I.. uh, I was just," she pointed to the piece of paper and looked back up. Regina looked at her, expressionless. "I mean," Emma continued, "Yea, I'll just be getting back to the station. I've got some, uh, business to attend to…" she trailed off towards the end of her sentence as she glanced back down at that sheet of paper. Regina smirked. The note had left Emma speechless and a blundering mess in front of her. She was elated. Emma was always on guard when talking to her and it was absolutely delightful to have her all flustered. She didn't even have a snarky remark.

"Sheriff," Regina responded with a curt nod. She clicked past Emma who looked like she was confused. Poor little thing. Regina made her way to her Mercedes and decided that it was going to be a good and eventful day.

Emma stared after Regina confused at her own reaction. When had she become so speechless when talking to the Mayor? She glanced at the letter in her hand. This was definitely the reason. She got in her bug and closed the door before looking at the letter again. How had it gotten there? Whoever it was must have known she was at Granny's. She ran through the people at Granny's in her mind… Ruby… Granny, of course… Grumpy… Archie… her mind came up blank after that. Maybe Whale was there. Emma ran her hand through her hair. She was coming up with nothing. Archie and Whale didn't seem like they would write something like this letter. She read it again.

Emma,

Wondering how I got this here? Perhaps as you are the Sheriff you'll figure it out. Hopefully you enjoyed my last letter and here's another as I had promised.

Some days I wonder why I don't just march up to you and tell you how I feel, but every time I'm around you, all the wrong things seem to come out. You must hate me, or just find me merely tolerable whenever we interact, but each time, I find myself yearning for at least a camaraderie.

A person can dream.

Maybe you want to know a little more about myself? Knowing you, you're trying right this minute to figure out who I am. I will divulge you and let you know a few tidbits of information. And fear not, these secrets of mine won't scare you away.

-I secretly love wearing sweatpants though you will never catch me outside in them.

-Cooking is very calming (perhaps you should try it. I can't imagine Granny's every day is all that good for you)

-I dance when I cook.

Have I enticed you to want to know more? I guess you'll have to wait till my next letter.

Your secret admirer

P.S. I love the way you run your fingers through your hair when you are trying to figure something out as I'm sure you are doing right now. Am I right?

Emma chuckled to herself as she read it again with her hand paused halfway through her hair. This person seemed to know her pretty well. That or they are very observant. Reading it again, she decided whoever was seemed sophisticated with words like 'camaraderie'. Who used that nowadays? Then again, she lived in a town where everyone is from the Enchanted Forest so maybe it shouldn't be that big of a surprise. It also sounded like they are educated to a degree. Emma grimaced, she hoped this wasn't Archie. He was such a docile and kind person, Emma wouldn't know how to turn him down gently. Then again, if he really wrote these letters, would she turn him down without a chance?

She pulled out from her leather jacket pocket the first letter and looked at them both. Whoever this was had thought this through to type it. She couldn't figure it out by handwriting. Emma folded both of them up and decided that she would keep them. For research of course. Only until she figured out who it was and can confront them about being a coward. She grinned thinking of how that encounter would go. That was just like Regina.

Emma started and wondered why that women all of a sudden crossed her mind. Though she wasn't too surprised since Regina was known for trying to make people squirm. She was pretty sure most of the time the Mayor was just goading her to see her reactions. Just like today outside of Granny's. Next time, she'd be more prepared.

Her mind wandered to Henry. She had to pick him up from school today. He seemed quiet these last few days and Emma couldn't figure out why. Maybe he needed to see Regina. She is, no matter what people say, his mom. She raised him and if Emma could do something about it, she felt that Regina at least deserved to be able to see the poor boy. She could just ask if Regina would like to see him. What did Regina do all day anyways? That mansion must be so quiet all by herself. Not that she cared.

Emma sighed, she'd just ask Henry after school. If he wanted to see his mom, then she'll give her a call.

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