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Was she invisible?
What was going on here?
Was she just not meant to find the one person who could and would want to give her a bit of happiness?
I mean, really. She was beautiful, available and, okay… maybe a little desperate.
Her and Kathryn have been here for two straight hours now and what happens as soon as they arrive? Kathryn gets a dance. Kathryn gets hit on. Kathryn gets a phone number. While Regina gets nothing. Two hours later and she's already on her third pina colada, sitting at the bar, bored out of her mind.
Maybe this wasn't the right night to come out. Maybe it was too soon. Or maybe, there wasn't such a thing as the one.
Who was she kidding? She was never going to find love or a little adventure in her life.
No, her life would always be the same boring one she has been living.
"Phew!" Kathryn came up to the bar, fanning herself with her hand, a ridiculously large grin on her stupid, stupid face. "You were right, we needed to come out tonight. I mean, have you seen that guy?"
Regina nodded, grinning sarcastically, "I saw him." She turned her attention towards the other pina colada sitting in front of her, her ruby red lips wrapping around the black straw.
Kathryn's brows furrowed as she looked over, "Hey, where's mine?"
"Oh." Regina handed Kathryn an empty glass, "This is yours, I just- you were so busy and I was so thirsty."
That earned her a hard glare from her best friend. A glare that Regina paid no mind to, because she was far too busy enjoying her drink to even care.
Come the following morning, Whale slipped his arm into the sleeve of his black suit jacket, followed by the other. All while straightening the collar of his white shirt. Next, he reached for his silver Rolex, snapping it on his wrist, and lastly, he ran his fingers a few times through his hair as he stood in front of a mirror. Giving himself one last look over.
His head turned to the sound of his second phone ringing. A phone that, like all assassins- had to carry. Even Emma has one, or rather… had one.
He reached for his phone, looking at the screen as he received a picture of his next target: Emma Swan.
"In reference to TargetM4937, you have been assigned a new identity. You are FBI Agent Leonard Knox from the Alabama field office. Boston PD is at your disposal. Whale, because of your personal relationship with the target, we remind you that failure will not be tolerated. Eliminating the target is now your top priority."
His thumb moved across the screen of his phone as his eyes took in the pictures of his once pupil.
He hated having been assigned to kill her- not only by Jekyll and Hyde, but the CIA agency that he worked for and Emma once worked for.
He was also mad, mad at her for considering to quit what she was really good at once upon a time ago. Even if now she was doing jobs out of her own accord, but once a killer, always one. He couldn't understand how a beautiful woman like her could ever want to leave her skillful life behind, simply because she didn't want to kill anymore.
And, then she met a girl. After working together for so long with him, she met a girl.
He reached for his badge (as part of his cover as an agent), strapping it to his belt. Next, he slipped the magazine out of his weapon, making sure he had full ammo. He slipped it back in, snapping it in place, placing the weapon inside his holster that was also strapped to his hip.
Yes, his new assignment pained him a great deal.
But, he had a job to do and he always eliminated his target.
He walked out of his hotel room, taking the elevator to the lobby where an officer from the Boston PD was already waiting for him. He was a shorter man, in a pale gray suit, sporting a mustache. Whale turned to the sound of the man's voice calling out his name, walking right up to him soon after.
"Agent Leonard Knox?" He asked Whale, who walked up closer to him.
"Uh-huh. And you are?"
"Detective Gus Patrick," He stretched out his hand in greeting, shaking Whale's as he immediately took it, "Welcome to Boston."
"Nice to meet you!" Whale smiled.
A chime of bells were heard as Regina entered the grocery store for some last minute items. She walked her way past another passing customer, entering an isle.
As fate would have it, Emma passed beside the same isle, her eyes catching a glimpse of the beautiful brunette like a pair of magnets attracting to another. Her head did a double take, getting a better look.
And, you know that feeling of when you're being watched?
Regina felt it as her head snapped up, looking towards her left side, only to find no one there. But whether there was someone there or not gawking at her- she decided it was best to move along. And, she did. She made her way around the other side of the isle, taking a shampoo bottle in hand. And, because she was already on the other side of that isle, she figured she'd take a pack- or two of menstrual pads.
Better to have enough, right?
As she rounded the corner of the isle, she would have expected anything to happen to her at this point. Except to run into a complete stranger, that so happened to be Emma.
Their bodies crashed into one another, leaving both of them to grunt from the impact.
And, like something out of a movie…
Sparks flew.
And, by sparks, I mean an entire store of fireworks. Actually, not even, better yet, fucking missiles took off at this point.
Green eyes connected with brown like magnets.
It was love at first sight.
Regina had seen many beautiful blonde's before, but never in her entire life was she prepared for the one standing before her now. She was not just beautiful. She was fucking gorgeous.
And, just to add to the moment, everything even seemed to be moving in slow motion around them. You know, like they say time stops when you meet the love of your life? Well, it was exactly like that for both of them. Even the packs along with the shampoo bottle came flying out of the brunette's hands in slow motion, due to the impact of their running into one another.
Emma's eyes looked over the flying items, not before taking in the breathtaking features of the brunette before her, of course. Because this was her. The woman she would love for the rest of her days. She knew this because, precisely in this moment, out of her one earbud that happened to be positioned in her ear right now, Take My Breath Away by Berlin started playing out.
Even Emma knew that didn't just happen out of pure coincidence. Or maybe, underneath that killing instinct of hers, she was just another hopeless romantic.
Be it as it may be, she would take this as a sign from the heavens that shined their light upon them right now.
This was their moment.
Once Regina blinked, her lips parted open at the sight of Emma's hands holding onto the shampoo bottle in one, the two packs in the other, neatly stacked. She had caught her flying items for her.
"Phew! I'm sorry about that." Emma smiled, holding onto the items as her eyes couldn't help to look down to the two packs she held in her left hand.
"How on earth did you do that?" Regina blinked, her eyes staring into emerald green ones.
Emma's eyes looked back down at the items in her hands, "That's a lot of pads. You have enough here to prevent a blood bath from happening."
Regina's brows furrowed, "I'm sorry, what?"
Emma shook her head, really shaking herself out of the love sick state she found herself in right now, "I don't know what I just said. I'm sorry- hi." She tucked the shampoo bottle under her arm, extending her hand for a shake that Regina gracefully accepted.
"Hi" Regina chuckled as she continued to shake her hand.
"Listen, do you want to get out of here?" Asked Emma, leaving Regina to blink again in confusion. She shook her head again, "I mean- God, was that too creepy? I'm sorry, I meant like a date. Would you like to get out of here and go on a date?"
She knew she was babbling but that's what happened when she would get nervous, which never happened with a woman.
But, this one was different.
Again, Regina simply blinked. She couldn't understand what exactly was happening right now. First, she has the crappiest luck any woman could have. Now, she happens to run into this beautiful woman like something out of a romance movie, and just like that she was already asking her out. Based on nothing. Because they didn't even know each other.
The brunette couldn't help but chuckle, "Just like that? Very flattering, dear but we don't even know each other. I could be a murderer for all you know."
Emma gave a tiny smirk, "Aren't we all from time to time?" She continued, even through the brunette's chuckles, "Come on. We don't have to call it a date, let's just leave it as: two strangers taking a nice walk together, and if we happen to get hungry then, there's this nice little place I know of where they serve the best grilled cheese sandwiches."
She was adorably cute, Regina had to give her that. Almost like a big kid.
She couldn't tell, but her lips were curved into a tiny smile, "What, right now?"
Emma shrugged, "What else do you have to do today?"
Regina's eyes looked down at their still joined hands, "You mean, other than run away from you?"
Emma chuckled, releasing the brunette's hand she hadn't realized she was still holding, "What do you know, we have something in common. I'm on the run too." She nodded at the sight of a raised brow from Regina, "Yeah. Hitmen. Now those guys are very, very dangerous."
Regina nodded slowly, her arms crossing over her chest, feeling pretty amused at her wicked sense of humor. "Well, right now, you are proving to be far more dangerous than they are. Excuse me."
Emma grinned, moving along with the brunette as she met her up against the counter, "Well, in that case you have nothing to fear, do you? Because if anyone dared to mess with you, I'd have no choice but to kill them." Her grin grew at the roll of the brunette's eyes as she took notice of the scratch marks on her lip and brow, "What happened to your face?"
Regina sighed, not sure how to feel about the blonde's persistence. Although, she was extremely hot, "It was a cat."
"A cat?" Her brows shot up in surprise.
"It was a big cat."
"Well, I think you're beautiful." Said Emma, chewing on a twizzler as she now held an open pack of them in her hand. "If you ask me, that cat was just jealous."
Regina chuckled, taking her shopping bag and change, "Is that supposed to convince me to go out with you? What if I just said no?"
"Hm, well then I'd say…" Emma leaned in, whispering playfully, "Or else." She smirked as Regina chuckled, "Come on, seriously, what else are you going to do today?"
Regina's eyes drank in the sight of the blonde before her. She was definitely enjoying giving her such a hard time, but there was no way she could say no. Not to this much level of cuteness.
"Are you going to pay for those?" She asked the blonde, motioning towards the bag of twizzlers.
"I did." Emma turned to face the clerk behind the counter, "Didn't I just pay for these?" She dug inside her back pocket for her wallet as the clerk shook his head. "Ah, you caught me! You're good."
Regina smiled at her childlike behavior, shaking her head as Emma looked over at her.
Emma chomped down, literally- on her second grilled cheese sandwich of the day. Regina's eyes were so focused on the blonde as she practically devoured it before her very eyes. It shocked her how someone could look so attractive even while doing such a simple task as eating.
It was now Emma's turn to feel a pair of eyes on her, as her own eyes turned towards the gawking brunette. "What?" She said with a mouth full of food.
Regina would hate it when Robin would talk with his mouth full, but there was something about the way this woman did it that just made it all the more adorable.
She shook her head with a smirk to her, "Has anyone ever told you that you eat like a child?"
Emma swallowed the last bit of food she had been chewing on, wiping her mouth, "Sorry. I didn't have breakfast this morning. Besides, I could practically feel you burn a hole through me with all that gawking, so either you are really impressed with my eating skills. Or you must really like me."
Regina chuckled, "You're pretty sure of yourself, aren't you?"
"Sure. Aren't you?" The blonde's eyes fell to the brunette's attire. It also gave her a chance to check out her rather quickly.
"Not everyone has your confidence, dear." Regina brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Well, you should. You seem very confident to me." Emma looked at the people that were eating behind them, "Doesn't she look confident to you?"
Regina's cheeks turned a shade of pink, her knuckles meeting the blonde's arm in a playful manner as she shook her head towards the couple eating behind them, "Ignore her. She's crazy."
"I'm pretty crazy about you right now." Emma stared at her with a smug look to her, which Regina couldn't help but smile about, releasing a light laugh.
"You're funny. I'll give you that."
"As long as we start somewhere." Emma nodded, smiling right at her.
After their lunch, both women decided to take a stroll near a park. Maybe that made her crazy too, Regina kept thinking to herself. Accepting lunch and a stroll from a complete stranger she knew absolutely nothing about didn't exactly make her seem sane. But, what the hell? If she was being honest with herself, she was truly enjoying the blonde's company. She was a great listener after all, and for the first time in years- she felt appreciated simply by talking or just being herself.
"So, you dressed up, made him dinner just so he can surprise you by coming into your apartment in a lip lock with another woman?" Her brows shot up in surprise as Regina nodded in confirmation. "Wow."
"Story of my life. I always seem to end up with the worst of people."
Emma stopped in her tracks, placing a hand on her own chest, "I hope that doesn't qualify me as part of their group. I mean that guy sounds like a real asshole. Is he dead? I really hope so."
Regina chuckled, "No, he's very much alive."
"Do you want me to kill him for you? I will." Emma smiled, not being able to help herself every time she would gaze upon the brunette's own eye-catching smile.
"Oh, I definitely won't be seeing him again."
Emma smirked, "You left quite an impression on him, huh?"
Regina looked away for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed on letting Emma into her little outburst moment with Robin, "I sort of, threw a bottle at his head."
Emma's brows shot up once again, which made Regina stare at her wide-eyed.
"It wasn't my best moment."
Emma chuckled, "Well, you haven't thrown anything my way and have left quite an impression on me. I'm sure he won't ever forget that, or… maybe, depends how hard the impact was."
Regina smiled, feeling pretty relieved that Emma didn't decide to run away from her after what she had confessed, "I want to apologize. I feel like I've only been sharing things about myself and I don't even know anything about you yet. What do you do?"
Emma walked with her hands behind her back, "I travel a lot…"
Off in the distance, a man was observing them through the microscope of his rifle, aiming right at the blonde who had decided that she was going to be honest with the brunette.
"I sell cars, vintage cars- and I kill people but not so much anymore."
Regina paused. Did she just say she killed people? She smiled at just how humorous the blonde was. Naturally she decided to go along with it, "Is that what you do in your spare time?"
Emma's eyes moved towards the sound of a click that could only belong to the rifle, followed by a shot that apparently only she could hear. She moved quickly, acting as if she had tripped, simply to dodge the bullet that she knew was meant for her.
Regina's brows furrowed, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine." Emma grabbed onto Regina's hand, spinning her out in one swift dance move. All while another bullet had been shot, that made its way in between the two women, missing the blonde completely.
"Fuck!" Grunted the man, inspecting his weapon, thinking maybe there was something wrong with it.
Emma brought Regina's body back towards her, catching her in her arms, smiling down at her as she did so before bringing her back up to her feet.
"What was that?" Regina smiled, her cheeks a bit flushed at the gesture.
"Oh, just some asshole trying to kill me. You wanna help me lose him?" Asked Emma, smirking happily that Regina didn't freak out at all by her confession of being an assassin.
Regina of course, still figured this was just the blonde playing along. Which she quite enjoyed. She was certainly different than anyone she had ever met. Maybe she was the one. "Right behind you." Was all she said, allowing the blonde to put an arm around her shoulders as they both took off running.
"Hey, maybe he's after you. Is there something you're not telling me?" Emma joked, highly enjoying the sound of Regina's laughter.