So new fanfic, and its G!P again for all you into this. – This basically started through pms with 'DM247'.

It's a soldier fanfic, so obviously there will be a lot of fucked up stuff, but the basic is that Emma is a U.S. Navy SEAL sniper, and after coming back to the town to a usual marine festive party thing (let's just say they are all celebrating for taking down two important bases from the enemies), she met Regina who is the mayor of Storybrooke, but she was in Boston because the Boston's Mayor is one of her friends and Regina was invited. – Obviously our SQ meet and its lust at first sight; but after that one nightstand, Emma is sent back to the field and stays mia for two years due some issues, but when she comes back she finds out she has a son.

I also got bunch of ideas from the movie 'American Sniper', I just watched it yesterday and I really enjoyed it. So this fanfic will also be slightly based on it. – I don't know much about U.S. military but I'll do my best with research.

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Special thanks to my beta 'fiend89'

Chapter 1: Soldier at heart

Battlefield

"Two girls on the east side, going straight your way. Can you confirm?" Emma swan communicated through the radio.

"Negative. You know the regulation, it's your call. Over." Another man's voice replayed through the radio.

"You know how it goes, ma'am. If you are wrong about this, they'll send your ass back to Boston's base and there will be things dirty waiting to be cleaned." Peter finished his words with a chuckle as he laid on the dirty ground of a roof on a building.

Emma Swan took a deep breath as she kept her attention focused on the target and her finger leaned against the trigger. "Shut up, Pan." Emma said but with no rude intentions. She was laying in her position for two hours now with one of the newest recruits, Peter. He seemed very young for somebody eighteen years old, so the guys decided to nickname him Peter Pan.

Pan was right, if she killed those girls, and if they were just civilians, she'd be in deep trouble with her superiors and it wouldn't only involve cleaning. "Her arms aren't swinging; she's definitely carrying something." Emma mumbled those words to Peter. When her eye noticed that one of the girls seemed to be taking out grenade, she quickly reported it through the radio. "They seem to have a grenade, hang back and be ready."

"Alright. You better make that call right and quick, Swan." The same man's voice reported back.

"Oh shit, a fucking grenade?" Peter exclaimed as he took out his binoculars to see it better.

Emma had to make the call and she had to make it now, or else her mates would be in deep trouble if that was indeed a grenade; she took a deep breath and kept a better firm hold on her weapon.

Flashback – 15 years ago

"Make the shot, Swan." The man that was her superior at military academy and also the closest she had as a father figure, spoke.

"But sir-" Emma's still thin teen voice spoke as she was at the woods over a large rock and holding her gun with the supporter underneath it.

"Make. The. Shot." The man said again.

"But sir it's just an anim-" She was trying to explain she didn't feel like it was right to kill down a deer.

"We are hunting, Swan. Make the shot!" This time he shouted and that was when Emma finally pulled the trigger, killing the deer right away.

Emma gasped when the noise of the gun being shot invaded her ears and the pressure of being fired was against her slim shoulder and skinny hands.

"Nice shot." The man said proudly as he was now approaching the animal to see where his recruit hit.

Emma was still slightly shaken by what just happen but she still followed her superior.

When they got close to the deer they noticed that Emma's shot hit the deer right on the head. "Wonderful, recruit Swan, just wonderful. Clean and perfect." The man pointed out with a grin as he inspected the deer.

Emma looked at the deer and saw what she did, the all scared and guilty feelings were still there but there was part of her that felt proud of what she did, because she could hear how proud her superior was of her and he was an important figure in her life.

"Swan, the real soldier is the man who fights even though he's scared."

"Like a hero?" Emma asked as she looked up at him with green big eyes.

"There's no hero in the battlefield, Swan. Only men who are determined to defend their country and what they love." The man placed his palm over blonde thin straight hair and rubbed the teen's head. "Never forget that, never let your pride make a fool of yourself." He then poked the teen's chest where the heart would be. "You are a soldier at heart, you fight where you are told, and win where you fight. Just doing your duty."

Emma watched and listened to his words like he was the wisest man in earth and for her he was indeed that kind of person. "Yes, sir!"

End of flashback

Just doing my duty. Emma thought for herself as she finally made the call and shot the girl who was walking up to the path where her comrades were with their tank; the girl simple fell dead on the ground, dropping the large grenade, the other girl shouted and ran to where the dead body was but only to pick up the grenade and throw it towards the soldiers; the very moment Emma saw the girl throwing the grenade she shot her dead too and now she breathed heavily because she hoped that the grenade didn't harm any of the soldiers when it exploded.

"Nice shot, Swan. It was the right call." The man said through the radio and Emma felt like she could breathe again.

"Aww, neat." Peter chuckled lowly as he witnessed everything through the binoculars.

"You can retreat now, Swan, order from the top. We will continue investigate this road and then we shall meet you at the base, I owe you a cold beer." The man chuckled.

"I'll hold you to that, Jones." Emma responded through her radio before take one final glance at the road, making sure there would be no second surprises, and then turned her head at Peter who was now playing with a rock on the ground. "Let's go, Pan. Maybe next time you can actually do something."

Peter stopped poking the rock before look up at his superior. "Ha, ha. I am working here. I've got your back."

"Clearly my back is as protected as that rock." Emma chuckled as she started fixing her weapon. "Now get ready and let's hope the journey back is quiet."

"Aye, aye, captain!"

Base – Tents

"Swan! Bloody hell, mate. You are like a hawk at the field!" Killian Jones finally showed up at the large tent and threw his arm around the blonde woman's strong neck, giving her a strong hug.

"Just doing my job." Emma chuckled before push Killian away.

"You keep like that and you will be at the lethal sniper's board." Now it was Jefferson's turn to speak as he showed up behind Jones with four beers in his hands, two in each.

"There's a board?" Pan asked as he approached the group, hoping he could bound more with the 'cool ones'.

"Guys, it doesn't really matter, it's my duty." Emma shrugged as she took one of the beers Jefferson was holding.

"Ay, our Swan here is a modest lad!" Jones laughed out loud as he took a beer as well.

"Either way, you are doing an excellent job, Emma." Jefferson replayed as he gave Pan a beer since the young man wasn't sure if it was indeed for him.

"Guys, guys, guys!" August shouted as he stepped into the tent, meeting up with the rest of the group.

"Jeez, Pinocchio, we hear ya'." Jones complained as he looked up at the other man.

"Hey, call me that again and I am cutting off your hand!" August complained as he clenched his fist.

"I want to see you try!" Jones shouted back; they both seemed to be ready to jump at each other and start fighting, but they were just messing around.

So in couple of seconds they were both chuckling and just shaking their heads. "Anyway, the alpha team just took down the second base!"

"No way!" Jefferson gasped.

"Wowo!" Pan cheered.

"Ah, mate's lyin' again." Jones pointed out. "Ya' nose might get bigger."

"You are pushing it, Jones!" August frowned at him.

Emma rolled her eyes with a chuckle as she decided to interfere their fight again. "But are you serious though? They really took down the second base? Did they also kill the second-in-command asshole?" She asked.

"Hell yeah!" August nodded.

"So you for real? Do y'all know what this means?!" Jones now looked at the rest of the group.

"What?" Pan asked since the rest knew what it meant.

"We going home shortly for a celebration!" Jones rose his beer like he was cheering something.

"Huh?" Pan perked up an eyebrow, not wanting to get his hopes up about going back home.

"We are taking a break, boy!" August pointed out as he slapped Pan's back hard.

"Let's cheer!" Jones shouted and shot his hand up again with the beer, waiting for everybody else do the same thing.

They all slammed their beer bottles together, completely forgetting how strong and excited they were, so some beer was spilled over them but they could careless, all they could think about was to just go home and take a break. They were involved in the battle to take down the first base, and the general to motivate them said those all involved in those battles would be rewarded if they succeeded, and it was time to get their reward.

Two weeks later – Restaurant

They never thought their reward would also involve meeting the Boston's mayor and have a formal dinner party being thrown in their honour. Of course most were excited and feeling special about this, because there were also those ones who liked to shine, but Emma knew her group of closest friends only wanted to finish this dinner and just hit their favourite bar later and drink the night away. They even made a deal before which involved not getting laid tonight because tonight would they will only be focused on their celebration and it would be only about them.

But Emma was pretty sure that she would break that rule when her eyes landed on a beautiful brunette woman that looked like could be the mayor's wife because least how she dressed, but Emma was dead hoping she wasn't.

"Hey, Swan, whatcha up to?" Jefferson showed up besides Emma as he was holding his glass of wine; they both stood there in their blue suits and white hat tucked underneath their arm.

"Enjoying the view." Emma replayed as she took a sip from her white wine and kept her green eyes on the brunette who seemed to be happily chatting with the mayor. "Do you think she's the mayor's wife?"

Jefferson perked up an eyebrow as he looked at the same woman. "Breaking our deal already?" Jefferson chuckled. "Oh god no, don't let the mayor's wife hear you." He took another sip from his wine. "From what the gossip I've caught in this room, she's another mayor, from a smaller town in Maine or whatever. She's one of the mayor's friends."

"I see." Emma mumbled as she kept watching the other woman like she was a prey.

Jefferson rolled his eyes. "Swan just go introduce yourself, I'll keep the guys distracted so they don't know what you up to."

"This is why I love you so much." Emma grinned and fist bumped her friend's chest.

"I highly doubt I have what you want, Ems." Jefferson chuckled before turn around and go find the rest of the group.

Emma placed her glass away and fixed her suit before take a deep breath and finally decided to approach the brunette when she noticed the woman was alone because the mayor excused himself to go speak with another soldiers. "Hello."

Regina Mills was thinking about get herself a glass of apple cider if there was any; she felt thirsty after having a non-stop conversation with her old friend, who was also a mayor and the one who invited her to this celebration of their soldiers. – She was not expecting have a blonde woman in a suit, greet her. "Hello." She replayed in the politest way and also no trying to sound too lost and curious.

"I am Emma Swan. Are you enjoying the dinner?" Emma asked with a small smile and remained with her usual rigid soldier posture.

"Regina Mills." Regina replayed but didn't move since the other woman didn't go for the usual handshake. "Yes, I am. It's actually my first time in this kind of celebration, I was invited by my old friend, the mayor of this town."

"I figured."

"Pardon me?"

"I figured this would be your first time because I'd never miss out such beauty like you."

And now Regina was taken back by such charm, most of the times she'd think the other person would only be annoying flirting with her and she'd dismiss them but this Emma Swan got her interest. Maybe it was because she was a strong woman in the Navy, or maybe there was just something about her that she found interesting. "Why thank you, aren't you charming."

Emma chuckled and simple shrugged as she removed the hat underneath her arm and placed her hands behind her back, still holding the hat. "Excuse my boldness, but I was taught to just tell somebody how beautiful they are, no matter what kind of embarrassing and awkward consequences there might be."

"Well your boldness was welcomed." Regina said with a polite smile.

"I am glad." Emma took a deep breath as she looked around. "Care to join me for a drink outside? I heard this place owns a splendid terrace."

Regina considered this, there was absolutely nothing she could lose by just going for the drink, plus she figured she wouldn't be entertained for a while because the mayor is very busy with everybody else. "I don't see why not." She rose her chin slightly.

"Great." Emma smiled brightly. "Ladies first." Emma nodded her head forward, pointing her the way.

"You are a lady as well, Miss Swan." Regina commented as she turned around, heading to the terrace.

"Not as charming and lady-like like you. I am a brutish woman, so I have got your back."

"My back?" Regina perked up an eyebrow and looked over her shoulder for a second.

"Yes, lure the enemies ahead and I'll be there to take them down if they try anything." Emma smirked at her.

And Regina just shook her head with a chuckle, carrying on with her steps.

…

Regina so far wasn't regretting on agreeing to have this drink with the marine woman, she was indeed enjoying her time because the flirting wasn't annoying and constant, they were now simple chatting away through the night and looking at the wonderful view the restaurant provided at their terrace. "So what made you join the Navy?" Regina asked as she tilted her head to the side and turned it slightly to look at the blonde woman besides her.

"My whole life was planned for this." Emma answered with a simple shrug as she took a sip from her apple cider, something she decided to try out because Regina said they were great and she'd have one as well.

"How so?" Regina perked up an eyebrow. "If you don't mind me asking."

"It's fine." Emma smiled. "I was already in a military academy since little, so I carried on."

"I see." Regina looked down at the liquid in her glass, not completely sure what was her opinion about military academies. "And do you regret it? The choice of carrying on with this lifestyle, I mean."

"Never." Emma quickly replayed. "I love what I do, I love serving my country and I don't see myself doing anything else." She stated proudly.

Regina was sure she saw green eyes shining once she looked back up at the blonde woman. "That's wonderful." She simple replayed with a small smile.

"I think so." Emma shrugged. "And you know there's always the fun part..."

And Emma decided to spend their time telling Regina the all funny moments she had with her friends; making sure she'd get wonderful and big laughs from this beautiful woman.

Hotel – Regina's Room

One drink, lead to two, then to three, then to shots, then to a kiss which lead to desire and now here they are in Regina's hotel room, ready to feed their lust. Emma was making sure her kisses would let the brunette woman know how much she desired her and her gropes on the curvy body let her know how much she was wanted.

She just wanted to lead this woman to the extreme so she wouldn't step back when she finds out Emma isn't like any ordinary woman.

Flashback – 17 years ago

"Sir, why I am different?" An eleven-year-old Emma asked to her superior as she sat on a bench outside the military academy.

"What do you mean, recruit?" The man asked.

"I saw the other girls' bodies; they are not like mine." Emma shrugged as she looked down at her own feet.

"Child, nobody ever explained it to you?"

Emma kept quiet and frowned.

The man thought deeply about what to say and opted for a better choice. "Everybody's different, recruit. You just happen to be more different than them, but that's what will make you a great soldier, don't forget that. Everything happens for a reason and I am sure you will make the best of it."

The little Swan still didn't completely buy it but she figured it was the best way to face it. "But how will this make me strong?"

"Child it's not that will make you strong, but the things that will come with it."

"I don't understand, sir."

"One day you will, Swan; and you will be stronger from facing so many challenges."

"Will I beat it?"

"Of course, recruit! You are going to be a great soldier! A soldier who wins any fight!"

And little Emma smiled proudly, actually believing she would indeed face and overcome whatever life threw at her.

End of flashback

Regina moaned and almost rolled her eyes to the back of her head by the wonders the soldier's lips against her ear and her firm hands on the right places. "Just take me." Regina whispered as she looked deep into green eyes and bit down on her plump red lower lip.

"Listen..." Emma was about to explain something incredibly important about her body, but Regina was just too busy unbuttoning her suit. "Hey-" Emma tried once again, but Regina had managed to slide her hands underneath the white shirt and grip onto her breasts, making Emma groan and whisper the word 'fuck'.

"Less talk." Regina demanded as she was trying to focus on her task which was to get the other woman naked as quick as possible, not caring about what she was going to say. She was drunk and her body was on fire, she needed sex and now.

"Oh shit Regina..." Emma groaned again when in a second the brunette woman had thrown her jacket and shirt away and was now sucking on her nipple by pulling the bra down. Everything was heaven till Emma felt Regina's hand going down to her pants and when she was sure her fingertips were already inside her pants, she quickly grabbed her wrist and removed her hand. "Wait- no…" Emma breathed heavily.

Now Regina was lost, she was drunk and she didn't want to keep waiting, but having Emma remove her hand felt like rejection and the brunette wasn't really in the mood to be rejected. "What is it? I thought this was what you wanted?" She frowned slightly and looked up confused at the soldier.

"It is, it really goddamn is but listen…" Emma licked her lips to moist them as she took another deep breath, already feeling her boner tight against her suit pants. "I don't-…I am different, okay? I don't have the normal female anatomy…" She did her best to keep the explanation short and simple, not wanting to come with big words and make their situation more awkward than it already was.

Confused and drunk Regina was even more confused, but if she was honest with herself, she could careless with what Emma had between her legs. She wanted the release and she was going to get it. "I don't care…" She whispered and started unbuttoning the other woman's pants.

"But Regin-" Emma was trying to make the other woman understand her better, she didn't know how to take her alcohol. She was very drunk, more than Emma, so she was sure Regina wasn't completely aware of what Emma really meant; however when Emma was naked waist down she was sure Regina would just look at her disgusted and kick her out, but all she felt was just a warm soft palm wrapped against her big well erected cock. "Oh Jesus Christ..." Emma gasped and looked down at the brunette's hand.

Regina smirked and leaned forward having her lips only brushing thin ones. "My name's Regina...but whatever suits you dear…" She said cockily as she started to pump her hand up and down making sure she was doing her best to give the soldier a great handjob.

"Oh god...Regina..." Emma finally acted and grabbed the brunette's hips quickly picking her up and let her wrap her legs around her waist as she carried her towards the bed. When her knees hit the mattress, she turned around and slowly sat down over the white sheets as she carried on making out with the beautiful plump red lips.

Regina settled better on the blonde's lap and began to grind against the soldier's boner, feeling her own panties already all wet as she fought for dominance with her tongue in the kiss they were both sharing.

Emma sneaked her hands up on the other woman's back and tried to find the zipper from the dress. When she was sure she got it she quickly unzipped it and began to remove it from her shoulders letting it fall all around her waist. "Hot..." Emma commented as she looked now at breasts covered with black lace bra, but obviously that had to go. So in two seconds she removed her bra and launched her lips forward to suck on brown nipples.

Regina threw her head back and let out a loud moan when she felt warm lips and wet tongue against her nipples. She made sure to still keep with her grinding, gaining low groans from the other woman that slightly vibrated against her breasts. "I need more…" Regina whispered and pressed her palms against bare strong shoulders, making Emma fall back as she decided to just remove the last pieces of the clothing she was wearing.

Emma remained with her back against the bed but slightly raised her head to watch Regina taking off her clothes which was just incredible hot, but Emma was not expecting having Regina literally jump on her. "Oh fuck!" Emma gasped when she felt the all sudden weight on top of her, while Regina just began with a loud cheerful laugh that could warm up anybody's heart, it even made Emma stop and just watch the other woman laughing as she got with a goofy smile upon her face. "You are unbelievable..."

"Thank you, dear, I have been told." Regina grinned and then pressed her lips harshly against thin ones as she started hungrily kiss the blonde while sneaking her palm between their bodies and get a hold of the blonde's dick. Then she just began to guide it to her pussy that was just begging for a good release. She rubbed the soldier's dick against her wet lips first before finally allowing it to enter. She gasped once the tip was inside and when she allowed her body to go down so the all shaft would be inside her she let out a throaty groan, very pleased with the size.

Emma moaned into their kiss when she felt Regina's juices against her dick. When she finally thrusted inside her, Emma felt like she was going to heaven. The feeling was just incredible, Regina was so wet yet so tight that Emma couldn't allow herself to take this slow so she reached for the tan hips on top of her to switch their positions. But Regina just shook her index finger in front of her in the most seductive way possible and grinned, revealing those white perfect sharp teeth.

"Dear, this is my ride." Regina chuckled lowly and pressed her palms against strong abs under her and used that to support herself while she began to move herself up and down, enjoying how good this woman's dick felt inside her. If somebody ever told her she'd have sex with a woman she would admit it could happen but a woman with a penis? Well that was a whole different story.

Emma watched Regina doing the job by herself and she couldn't exactly complain because the feeling was just wonderful. So good that made her own hips move at their own will, so she met up with Regina's thrusts, making sure she'd go deeper and harder than before. – There was just something so exotic about this woman that Emma wasn't even sure what it actually was. Despite her condition, Emma had a fair amount of women in her life. Well, a lot were just chicks picked at bars and she'd lie if she didn't admit she used prostitutes before, but she was sure at least one of them had a better body than Regina, yet this woman was just so breath-taking for Emma with no apparent reason.

Regina's moans were getting louder and with less pauses between them, mostly because Emma's thrusts were meeting up with her own, and the pleasure became higher than before. The brunette wasn't giving much thought about what they were doing, she was drunk, her mind wasn't thinking much and her body wanted release, so she would finish this, have her desires full filled and then actually think about what she just did.

Their bodies kept moving like they were dancing the night away; Emma made sure to also pay attention to another part of the brunette's body which was her breasts while Regina was more focused on her own pleasure by moving her hips faster till loud sounds of bare flesh smacking against each other could be heard; then the following sounds were just heavy breathing, loud moans and groans and then silence for a second…

Which was when both climaxed and allowed their bodies to enjoy the orgasm for seconds. Emma fell back on the bed with her arms dropped by her sides as Regina dropped her own body over the blonde's and decided to stay there for a while till her breath came back to normal.

Little did they know one-night stand would change their lives forever.

Two days later – Tents

"Aww man, only three days off now back to work." August groaned as he washed his face from a small bucket with water besides his bed.

"You know how it is." Emma told him as she tied up her hair.

"Fuck, lads, I still think we deserved one more night." Killian complained as he fixed his boots.

"Killian's just mad cause his girl wanted a date first before getting laid." Jefferson laughed as he drank his dark coffee.

"Bitches are fancy nowdays, aye. They all wantin' a date first, that ain't making ye any fancier, lass." Killian continued complaining as Peter just laughed while the rest simple shook their heads with a smile.

"Better get your urges on check, Jones." Emma commented.

"You shut up, Swan! You have no right in this conversation! Ye broke our deal and went to get laid on the very first day!" Killian pointed his finger at her.

"From what I heard she spent the three days at it." Jefferson gossiped as he took a sip from his coffee.

"What?!" Killian gasped and quickly grabbed his boot before throw it at Emma. "I swear… you don't know how lucky ya' are!"

"Oww!" Emma groaned when the boot came in contact with her arm. "It wasn't the three days! It was only the night, then the morning and then the next night, but that time I didn't stay over because I got a call from somebody named Peter Pan that got his car stolen." Now Emma eyed the younger soldier who seemed to be just enjoying the conversation till his car was mentioned.

"I don't even know what happen! I just entered the restaurant to have dinner with my girlfriend and when I came back it was gone!" Peter groaned.

"Boy thought he was giving the keys to one of the guys that worked there but it was only some criminal hanging there, smart move…from the criminal." Jefferson pointed out.

"Jeez, don't you have bad luck, Pan." August commented.

"Don't even tell me about it." Peter dropped his face at his hands.

"Either way, it's time to get to work and worry about those things later." Emma said as she stood up from her bed and put on her jacket. "Let's go, Peter." Emma ordered as she began to fist bump her pals as a way to say goodbye.

"'Kay." Peter got his own attire and went after the blonde soldier so they could carry on with their duty.

"Gosh, I swear this Swan doesn't know how lucky she is...she bangs a woman for almost two days straight and comes back to the field with the new promotion as 'Chief Petty Officer'." Killian shook his head at how unfair his life was being at him.

"Oh shut it, you are just butthurt you didn't get laid." Jefferson rolled his eyes as August let out a loud chuckle.

"Whatever, man." Killian muttered.

Emma Swan was indeed happy with her new rank, she felt like she was succeeding even more in life, but she'd never let her pride get in the way, nor the memories of these few days out of duty interfere with her performance, she'd carry on with her life and act like it never happen.

And that's the end of this chapter!

What did you guys thought? Good or nah?

I did my best to make it right, I hope you enjoyed the interactions between those characters.