An: Sorry this is so short guys! There will be a longer one next time, I promise! Take care!

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Emma fairly floated back to the apartment she shared with her parents.

She was in such a good mood and lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice Snow sitting at the table till the queen cleared her throat.

Emma turned feeling her bubble of happiness pop.

"Hey"She said trying to keep her voice neutral.

Snow gave her daughter a small worried smile.

"Emma will you come sit with me for a moment?" She asked.

Emma took a seat next to her mother and looked at Snow. She looked tired, and Emma wondered what had driven her to stay awake so late.

"Emma, I am very sorry about what happened," Snow said without preamble.

Emma blinked in shock.

"I should have talked with you more, and I should have never allowed Henry here alone with the baby. My only excuse, as flimsy as it is, are the these post pregnancy hormones. Emma, they are insane!" She said with wide unbelieving eyes.

"I know," Emma said.

"No Emma, you really don't,"Snow said shaking her head in denial

"No I really do, or do you think there is such a thing as a stork," Emma snapped, despite her desire to remain calm.

Snow's eyes fluttered and she felt a heat rise in her cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Emma. I can't begin to imagine what that must have been like for you," Snow said reaching her hand out to clasp her daughter's.

Emma resisted the urge to pull her hand away.

"Look it's late and I really need to get to bed," Emma said,"And I imagine you want to get some sleep too."

Snow nodded and stood up.

"Oh Emma, why was you car at Regina's," Snow questioned, her tone was innocent, but there was an underlying curiosity in the question that made a lump form in Emma's stomach.

"I was going to see if Henry wanted to go to the park with me tomorrow,"Emma lied, not feeling the least bit sorry.

"Oh ok," Snow said relief in her voice,"And did you have a nice time with Ruby?"

"It was...interesting," Emma said after a moment with a sigh.

"Where did you go?" Snow questioned politely.

"Oh we went to couple of bars," Emma said.

"Well that's nice," Snow said offering her daughter a small smile that didn't reach her eyes.

Emma nodded, and made her way to the stairs to her bedroom.

Once inside Emma took off her dress and hung it up. Clad in only in a a black bra, black garter belt and lacy garters, she walked to the bed and flopped down. She was nervous about her mother's line of questioning. It seemed really specific and when Emma answered it was like the other woman could sense Emma was lying.

Emma sat back up and thought about The Snuggly Ducking, what a weird name, and so misleading. She wondered if that was the regular meeting place for what she saw. She thought of Belle against the Saint Andrew's cross. She had looked like she was enjoying the whip that was applied to her, and Emma wondered if Gold knew about his new wife's peculiar tastes.

Emma caught glimpses hear and there of other people. She thought she had seen Tink there, and, Emma shuddered, at least two of the seven dwarfs. She was happy one of them wasn't Leroy. She doubted that she could have handled that.

By the time she was done with her musings she was completely naked, and her thoughts had trailed to Regina wearing that leather outfit like she had been born in it. Emma shuddered and ran her hand down her smooth stomach. She felt herself grow moist and sighed. It was going to be a long night, unless she took matters into her own hands. She wasted no time in walking over to her dresser and pulling out a thin silver vibrator out of the top drawer where she kept more of her interesting items.

Laying back on the bed, Emma turned on the vibrator and slowly began to circle it around her nipple, moaning softly as they hardened . She quickly moved down to her slick heat, and began to tease her swollen nub with the tip of the vibrator. She imagined Regina's fingers dancing and teasing her swollen flesh.

She reached up with her free hand and pinched her nipples hard enough to hurt, and continued to tease herself, delaying her pleasure as she knew her mistress would. Emma bit back a louder moan as she turned the speed up and teased it over slit. When she could finally stand it no longer she turn the toy up on high and plunged it into her clenching channel. She came almost instantly spasming around the toy. She felt the bed underneath her grow damp and collapsed. As she came down, fatigue overtook her, and she fell into a sound and contented sleep.

In the downstairs room things were not so amorous. Snow sat in bed nursing Neal with a worried expression on her face.

"I'm telling you James I think something is wrong. Emma should not have been over at Regina's house. Especially that late," Snow said looking over at her husband.

James looked at his wife, and sighed. He had been sleeping deeply when Snow woke him up. She had told him about her conversation with Emma. He didn't see the big deal about it and was anxious to go back to sleep.

"Really Snow it sounds like a perfect explanation," James said trying to sooth his wife.

"Well why was she over there so late and why did she go after she had drank?"

"Well it doesn't seem like it was that late, and maybe she wasn't that drunk. She certainly hadn't seemed drunk when she...er...talked with us," James said.

"Well I am telling you something was off, I could feel it," Snow said.

James knew that the tone meant she had made up her mind and no one was going to convince her otherwise.

James tried a different approach.

"Even if something was going on, which there isn't, the fact is that no matter what, it's not our business. If Emma feels like it's something she wants to share then I'm sure she will."

Snow made a noncommittal noise as she slipped Neal back into his crib. She knew something was up, and she was going to to the bottom of it one way or another.