As promised, here are two new updates! :) the next chapter will be up in a few short minutes. I am curious what you'll think about what I did with Henry in this chapter lol enjoy!

After going through all that big commotion with Emma, the brunette had pulled over on the side of the road, while she made Emma wait by her car while she made a quick phone call. Little did the blonde know that who Regina was calling was Ingrid. She had to know just how much she really needed to worry about her new partner. After seeing all she saw as she looked into Emma's eyes in that abandoned laundromat- she couldn't understand it, but as much as she hated her guts, she also felt a big desire in looking out for her.

Deep down, of course. Very, very deep down.

"I don't know. She's hurting, she's in pain. There's something eating away at her." Ingrid spoke over the other end of the phone, "I think she's on the edge. I think Swan has a death wish, that's what it is."

"Terrific. So you're saying I should worry?" asked Regina, not liking the sound of this one bit.

Ingrid chuckled, "Yeah, I think you should worry. When she goes, you don't want to be anywhere near her."

"Thank you, doctor. You've been very, very helpful." Regina's tone was almost sarcastic with a hint of annoyance at what she would have to deal with now. She hung up the call as her eyes momentarily closed as she whispered to herself, "God hates me."

Emma was sitting on top of the brunette's car as she munched down on a burger, "You hungry?"

"No! I'm not hungry. And, get off my car!" she moved towards the driver's side as Emma hopped off of the car.

"You want me to drive?" asked Emma.

"No! I'll drive!" shouted the already annoyed brunette.

"Alright."

"You get in through the other side." said Regina.

The engine was heard as it started up, as Emma climbed inside the passenger side, shutting the door almost instantly, "Did you get a bad personal phone call or something? What happened, did the stock market crash?" she joked, earning a hard glare from the brunette as she stepped on the gas, tires screeching and all.

Emma took her a french fry out of her burger bag, as she held it out towards the angry brunette, "Don't worry. Here, have a french fry."

Regina glared over at Emma once again, "If you don't get that greasy food group out of my face, I swear to God, I will throw you out of this car along with it."

Emma sat back quietly as she kept eating her food, taking in the french fry inside her mouth.

As for Regina, she really couldn't understand herself what had her more upset. Was it that she was the one who had to get stuck with a lunatic? Or maybe that this lunatic was too stupid to realize just how incredibly beautiful and valuable she was alive? Because, yes, Emma was indeed a beautiful woman. Regina hated to admit it, but she was. The real question here was- why on earth would she feel so attracted to someone as crazy as she was? They literally had nothing in common.

The brunette shook her head as she mumbled to herself out loud, "40 years old. What a birthday. I've been on the force for years, not a scratch on me. I have a kid at home, who means the world to me. Of course, I can kiss all that goodbye, because my stupid new partner has a death wish."

"Regina, did I do something wron-?"

"Would you just shut up!" her head turned to look at the blonde, her eyes filled with anger- an anger that was mostly at herself, but given how reckless Emma could be, she was afraid of getting herself killed because of her as well, "Why are you still talking anyway? Do you know what you're looking at? A dead woman, that's who!"

"Regina, you better watch out-" said Emma.

Horns were heard honking as the car swerved slightly to the left, as Regina gained quick control of her vehicle again, keeping her eyes on the road.

"Don't worry. I know how to drive, alright? I'm pretty sure I was driving way before you even could."

Emma turned away, as she tried to hide in a laughter from escaping her. She could have come up with a great comeback for that remark, but she decided to try and calm the brunette down for once, "I didn't know that."

"Know what?"

"I didn't know that it was your birthday. I would have gotten you a cake or something, you know." said Emma, "Happy birthday anyway."

Regina looked over at Emma, not with a glare but with softer, kinder eyes this time.

"I'm serious, happy birthday."

Regina kept her eyes on the road as she began to finally calm down, "Thank you." she whispered.

Emma looked at the road ahead, holding in a smirk, "Maybe we'll stay alive long enough for me to buy you a present."

There goes that comeback. Emma knew what worried her new partner, but what Regina didn't know was that Emma would die first before she let anything happen to her.

Regina glared back at the blonde, trying to hold in a smile of her own.

Emma chuckled, "I mean, don't thank me now. It's the least I could do for you after all the kindness that you've shown me."

Regina couldn't help but smile with a light chuckle of her own.

Could she ever be serious about anything? She secretly hoped not.

Emma chuckled, as much as she enjoyed yanking on her partner's chains all the time, she had to admit. This feeling she was getting as she finally saw the woman smile for the first time, was a much better feeling.

"Are you going to tell me where we're going or what?" asked Emma, "We're together on this, right?"

Regina shook her head once again as another smile appeared on her ruby red lips, "5th Avenue. We have an address on Kathryn Midas' so called boyfriend." Regina held up an index finger in a sign of warning towards the blonde, "Remember, he's not a suspect yet. So, we question him. Not damage him."

"I won't hurt a soul." Emma nodded, "I'll let you do all the talking."

"Please. Let me do all the talking." replied Regina, actually liking an idea that was coming from her new partner for the first time ever.

Emma nodded, "Absolutely. Experience counts here." she reached into her jacket pocket, taking out a cigarette as she quickly placed it in her mouth.

"You are no longer smoking in my car." Regina glared at the blonde once again. She had to admit, her smoking was a major turn off.

"Well, I am." a click from her lighter was heard as she lid up her cigarette, blowing out the puff of smoke she had just inhaled, causing Regina to squint her face in pure disgust.

"God, give me strength." said Regina.

"What, does it bother you?" Emma smirked, "I'll put it out if it bothers you."

"Yes, it bothers me." replied Regina.

"Really?"

"Yes." Regina's voice sounded more firmly as she coughed due to Emma blowing out more smoke towards her, as a chuckle from the blonde shortly followed. "Swan, you will put out that cigarette right now, or so help me-"

"Why, Regina. I didn't know you were into that sort of thing." Emma teased, playfully flirting, "We both have handcuffs. Your place of mine?"

Regina suddenly took the cigarette away from the blonde's mouth as she tossed it out the window without a single warning.

"Hey!" Emma exclaimed.

"I warned you. You want to fill up your lungs with cancer- be my guest, but not while you are in my car."

Regina pulled her Mercedes over in the mansion's driveway. Clearly, whoever Kathryn was going out with was a man of money, or maybe he was related to someone with a lot of money.

"Do we have a warrant to get into this place?" asked Emma.

"We don't need one, I read up on this creep, he likes the ladies a lot." replied Regina as she exchanged looks with Emma as soon as the front gates to the house opened up for them to drive right in.

"Well, that didn't take him long." said Emma as a girl on a scooter bike came driving out, smiling at them both.

"Hey, you gals can go right in. Things are just getting started in there." she told them as she drove off.

"Thank you." Emma shouted.

"We don't need a warrant, when we have an invitation." said Regina, putting her car on park as she stopped in front of the house.

"I saw this place on 'Lifestyles of the Rich and Shameless." Emma joked as they both women made their way out of the brunette's car, making their way through the huge garden of the patio.

"Looks like the Garden of Eden." Regina finally joked, which made Emma stop on her tracks as she looked over at the older brunette. "What?" she asked the blonde.

"Is that a little chip that just chipped off your shoulder?" Emma pretended to pick off an imaginary chip of ice off of the brunette's shoulder, a smirk on her face.

Regina only sighed as she rolled her eyes, "Can we focus?"

"Heads up." Emma nodded towards a window that looked right into the house, as two women were producing a bit of cocaine, "I'm thinking probable cause."

Regina opened up her suit jacket as she showed off her gun, which rested inside its holster, as the two women made a quick run for it. Only they hadn't freaked out because of them, they freaked because unlike Emma and Regina, they had seen the man standing behind them, aiming a shotgun right at them as a loud bang was heard, along with a flower pot breaking behind the two detectives.

Both women ducked down as Emma quickly drew her weapon, shooting the goon right in the leg as he fell on the pavement near the swimming pool.

"Get the two girls!" Regina instructed Emma as she ran towards the goon that was now shot, keeping her gun aimed right at him.

Screaming was heard coming from a room as Emma opened up a door, keeping her gun aimed right at the two girls, "Let's go, come on! Move! Hands on that tree and face each other!"

"Keep your hands in front of you, face down!" Regina shouted at the goon as he grunted in pain, holding on to his leg. Regina looked over at Emma who was now running towards her after dealing with the two girls. The brunette quickly turned to face the wounded man on the floor once again, "Show me your hands, let me see them!"

The man was too much in pain to even follow instructions as he kept his hands on his leg as his face was buried in the pavement.

Emma's eyes quickly scanned the pool area as she ran up to Regina, her gun drawn out, "See how easy that was?"

"Still alive." replied Regina as she looked over at her partner, "Now we question him. You know why?" she continued as Emma shook her head, "Because I didn't shoot him full of holes or try to jump off a building with him."

"The building guy lived." Emma rolled her eyes as she placed her weapon back in its holster.

"Point being. No killing." Regina replied, not taking her eyes or gun off of the wounded guy on the floor.

"No killing, right." Emma waved her hand in the air as she turned her back on the brunette for a minute.

"Right." Regina placed her gun back in its place by her hip, "Now I'm happy. Read him his rights. I'll stand here being happy." she told Emma as the blonde stood next to the guy.

Emma pulled the guy up by his arm, her eyes growing wide as he now held out a gun which he had hidden underneath him all this time- a gun which was now aimed at Regina.

"He's got a gun!" shouted Emma as she held the goons arms above his head, only to be kicked in the stomach by him as he pushed her away with all his might. Regina stood frozen, as for a minute she thought she was a goner. Only to her surprise, Emma quickly drew out her weapon, firing two fast, direct shots at the guy as his body collapsed into the pool.

So much for not killing anyone. But, had it not been for Emma's quick instinct, Regina would have probably been shot.

The brunette was even more surprised as she witnessed Emma remove her jacket, as she quickly did the same as both jackets fell to the floor, followed by them diving into the pool at the same time to try and save the guy from drowning. The pool had been covered up by some kind of plastic, so when the guy fell into it, he also- for his bad luck, ended up wrapped up inside the gigantic piece of plastic. A plastic which both women now struggled to get him out of in time.

It had wrapped around the now dead man's body so tight, that there was no way they would be able to get him out of here alive.

Regina gasped for air as she came up from the water, holding herself up against the edge, followed by Emma as they both now were left without a new testimony to present and fully soaked clothes.

"Oops." was all Emma could say, given the incident that had just taken place.

Regina's turned towards the blonde, trying to keep her focus on any drop that was dripping from the blonde's wet hair or face. Any other part but her sculpted arms that she could easily now see through her white, wet shirt.

"Have you ever met anybody you didn't kill?" the brunette asked, sarcastically.

Emma rolled her eyes as she faced the brunette, "Well, I haven't killed you yet."

Regina sighed, trying to gain control of her breathing, "Don't do me any favors."

"Don't you worry." Emma pushed her body up with all her arm strength as she made her way out of the pool, her wet jeans sticking to her legs even more, as Regina rested her forehead against the edge of the pool. Sometimes, she wasn't sure what she felt more towards her blonde partner. Annoyance, or desire… maybe both.

After hours, now that the sun had gone down and welcomed the night, once the police arrived to take the body and pick up any evidence they could have gathered from the house, Emma rested on a big couch that she found herself in, while inside the pool house. Her clothes already fully dry as both women had taken turns using the dryer inside the house.

"The corner gave the body a ride downtown." said Regina as she let herself inside the guest house, tossing the blonde's leather jacket right at her, while she hung her suit jacket across her forearm. "We can finally get out of here and go on home."

Emma stood to her feet, putting her jacket back on, followed by her boots.

"Listen, I'm… I'm sorry about what I said out there." Regina's brown eyes met Emma's green ones as she spoke softly, "You saved my life. Thank you."

Emma couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was it possible, that she finally did something right? Even though things didn't turn out as planned. She wasn't sure what it was either, but she could sense a difference in the brunette's voice, just as a difference in the way she looked into her eyes while she thanked her for having saved her life.

"I bet that hurt to say." replied Emma.

Regina chuckled as she shook her head, "You'll never know." Regina walked out of the pool house as Emma had an ear to ear grin. "Come on, let's get something to eat."

Emma turned to face the brunette once again, fully surprised by her change of mood towards her.

"Don't you have to get home to your son for dinner?" Emma asked.

Regina glared over at Emma, playfully this time, "You're going to make me say it, aren't you?"

Emma grinned, "So, this is a date?" she teased.

"Not a date. I'm simply inviting over my new partner to have dinner with us." Regina clarefied. A small, but visible smirk of her own made itself known as she looked over at the still surprised blonde, "Come on. I'll drive you home so you can pick up that metal coffin on wheels you call a car and you can follow me home."

Emma smiled as she saw the brunette begin to walk away, making her hop on one leg as she placed her other boot on as they finally left the scene.

After all, Emma did save her life today. Why shouldn't she invite her partner over for an innocent dinner?

At her house.

With her son.

Emma made her way out of her bug as her eyes scanned the brunette's house. It wasn't a mansion, but it was the type of home Emma missed being a part of. Not that she ever really had one like this of her own. She didn't. But even as she was walking towards the pathway and stopped right behind the brunette as her partner opened her door, her heart was a bundle of nerves. Her hands were tucked away inside her jean pockets the entire time.

Regina made her way inside as her nostrils were hit with a lovely scent of dinner being made, "Henry?" she called out, turning to Emma who had closed the door as she went in, "Come on in. Make yourself at home." she told her.

Make yourself at home. The brunette's words sounded in Emma's head as her eyes scanned the entire house. She would blame it on her cop instincts, but really it was all her being curious about her new partner that would sometimes annoy her to very core, while other times- like tonight, make her smile like she hadn't smiled in a very long time. Emma would never have guessed that a warm, welcoming feeling would radiate from her partner's house, given how the woman was at work. From just the little time they've known each other, Emma could tell that Regina was not a force to be reckoned with. She was one tough cookie, and perhaps that's what Emma admired the most about her. Because, yes- the blonde did in fact admire the woman. All feelings aside, Emma had to admit, she admired Regina's dedication to get the job done in a day's work. No matter if sometimes, she was a hard ass to get along with.

The brunette's head swung around as she looked at her teenage son as he walked out of the kitchen and into the entryway, that faced the staircase leading up to the second floor, as the living room was to their right side. Emma almost felt a little shy being here, given that this place was more picked up than her small shack of a home.

"Did you cook again?" the brunette's brows furrowed as she looked over her son, a smirk playing on her lips as she removed her jacket.

Henry was frozen in place with a look to his face, as if he had just seen a supermodel standing in his house before them. His eyes couldn't even blink as he just stared at Emma in awe, his mouth partially opened as he stood there, feeling embarrassed that his mother neglected to call home to tell him they would be having company over.

Regina hung up her jacket on the coat rack that was near the front door, as she looked over at Henry once again, "Henry, I want you to meet my new partner. This is detective Swan."

Emma smiled over at Henry as she stuck a hand out of one of her pockets to wave over at the boy, "Hi." her voice was still shy.

Henry waved. That's all he could master to do as he turned around on the balls of his feet as he simply and silently marched right back into the kitchen without another word, or even a hug for his mother.

"Wha- Henry?" Regina called out to him, her brows furrowed at her son's strange behavior. Her head turned to glance over at Emma who looked over at her with the same confused look on her face.

Henry leaned against the kitchen wall, feeling like a total fool as he was ready to freak out. His mother brings home a beautiful person and he just stands there without making a single sound. What was that, Henry? Focus! He thought as his head turned towards his mother who now walked into the kitchen and stood before him as she looked at him in wonder.

"Henry Daniel Mills, would you mind explaining what that was about?" Regina asked, her voice a whisper, "You're being very rude. I think I've taught you better than that."

"Mom. Why didn't you tell me we were having company for dinner?" Henry asked as he looked like he was ready to have a total meltdown.

"I got caught up at work, we had deal with a very important case that took hours to close up for the night-" her brows furrowed as she could see Henry being a bundle of nerves right before her eyes, "What on earth is going on with you?"

"You can't just bring a girl over and not tell me." Henry looked down at the apron he was wearing on top of his clothes as he groaned. This is the first impression he made to a pretty woman like Detective Swan? He groaned, "I have to get changed for dinner." he ran past his mother, almost pushing her out of the way, leaving Regina to stumble with her words as heavy footsteps were heard going up the stairs.

It was official. Henry Mills had his first teenage crush, a crush named Emma Swan.