Emma awoke to the smell of pancakes and the sound of her mother's singing.

She sighed heavily. She really should just get her own place, especially since her fantasies had begun to take over her life.

As she stretched she began to remember the night before.

"You wanted to see me, Madame Mayor?"

"Yes. You see, I have a problem that I believe only you can help me with, Sheriff."

Emma shivered. It had all felt so real. She wondered if her imagination had just gotten worked up from the brief spat she'd had with the mayor that morning but that still didn't account for the massive orgasm she had had.

Mary Margaret's singing grew louder and Emma groaned. She really needed her own place. As she rolled out of bed her stomach grumbled and she pouted. She couldn't leave when she was being spoiled with good food everyday.

Being Sheriff had become largely about filling paperwork and chasing Pongo as of late which was both a good thing and a bad thing. The good thing was she wasn't having to constantly go around saving people and almost dying in the process, but the bad thing was...well, she was bored.

She was in the middle of trying to balance her pen on her nose when she was interrupted by Regina poofing into her office.

"Shit!," she cried, startled. "Dammit, Regina. Why can't you just walk places like a normal person?"

Regina arched a brow at her. "And miss the opportunity to catch the Sherriff wasting taxpayer dollars? I don't think so."

Emma rolled her eyes. "What do you want?"

Regina crossed her arms and shifted from one heeled foot to the other.

"It's about... last night."

Emma panicked internally. She couldn't possibly know could she? She tried to maintain a steady poker face as Regina continued.

"I experienced something...strange. Did you feel something also?"

Emma thought back, trying not to blush at the memory of her fantasy. Her late night 'session' had been stronger and more vivid than normal but she couldn't exactly tell the object of her fantasies that.

She shook her head, the picture of innocence. "No, is everything all right?"

Regina bit her lip. Damn, that's sexy. Emma thought.

"Everything is fine, it's probably nothing."

"Okay... So are we having a magic lesson tonight?"

Emma would never dare say it, but she lived for those lessons. Sure it was mostly spent arguing with the woman in front of her, but if it meant getting to spend time with her Emma was all for it.

"Yes," Regina replied frowning. "Your transmutation spells need serious work. I'll see you at 6 in my vault. Don't be late."

With that she twisted her hand and vanished.