Chapter 4

Resting back against her pillow for a moment, Regina takes a deep breath before rolling onto her side and cuddling up to the woman beside her. Draping her arm across to stroke her wife's shoulder, Emma keeps her close as the brunette squeezes at her waist. "I am still so glad we can finally do that.."

Chuckling against her, Regina glances up while resting her chin on her wife's chest. "Me too. Although I must apologise as I think Roni's excitement also came out then.."

Letting out a laugh at knowing she means the bite marks currently displayed on her neck, Emma kisses her forehead. "Not exactly complaining..." calming down, she clears her throat as Regina rests her head down once again. "Did...did it feel different to you?"

Crinkling her nose, the brunette questions. "Different how?"

"I don't know...more intense maybe?"

"Again, I think Roni just decided to take over.."

"No it wasn't her. It was definitely you"

Giving a shy smile, Regina begins to trace patterns along Emma's hipbone with her finger. "How can you be so sure?"

Peering down, Emma replies. "Because I know my wife. She is extremely loving..not just every day but also while in bed.." seeing her wife blush, she smiles.

"Well to me it was just amazing...as always.." lifting her head once again, Regina tilts her neck to see the clock and huffs. "I have to get up..I have to open up for an order coming in"

Tightening her grip, Emma grins in triumph as her wife struggles to move.

"Emma!"

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Walking hand in hand up to the bar door, Emma opens the door for Regina but stays put. "I'm going to leave you be for a little while. I was thinking as mom and dad have a lead that I might see if I can speak with Gold or whatever his name is here..I think we have more of a chance getting him to believe and help out than hook.."

Appearing concerned, Regina nods slightly. "Just be careful. He may be the same in this world.."

"I always am. I'll come back at lunch, maybe even help you with the rush.."

Sniggering, the brunette shakes her head. "No way am I letting you near the pumps but I will see you later" tugging lightly at the blondes jacket, she kisses her on the lips deeply then pushes her back with a smirk. "You can go now"

"Yes ma'am" grinning, Emma leans forward quickly and pecks her cheek then makes her way down the street, briefly checking behind her to ensure that her wife has entered the building.

Making her way towards the police station, Emma informs her parents of her plan then enters the station while keeping her eyes peeled for the hidden dark one. Noticing Killian by a desk, she heads over. "Hey..do you know where your colleague is? I need to speak with him"

Frowning in concern, the detective leads her to the side with a hand on her arm. "What is it love?"

Sighing, Emma moves from his grasp. "Your partner, where is he?"

Picking up on her tension, Killian steps back. "Wait here..." heading off towards a side door, he knocks then informs his colleague that someone is here to see him. Leaving the door ajar, the detective walks back to Emma and gestures towards the door. "Weaver's in there..but make it quick, he doesn't like people wasting his time"

Scoffing at the irony, Emma nods and heads to the office door, briefly knocking before letting herself in. "Detective Weaver?"

Lifting his head at hearing the new voice, the detective raises an eyebrow as he abandons his reports and leans back against his chair, clasping his hands together on his desk in the process. "Depends on whose's asking..."

Watching him warily, the blonde approaches the desk, slipping her hands into her pockets as she ponders over her next move. "I'm looking for someone..a man, who holds a lot of power and control. I thought you might be able to help.."

Clearing his throat, Weaver shrugs. "Maybe..Maybe not. A name would probably be a good start?"

Keeping direct eye contact, not wanting to appear intimated by the man, Emma replies. "Last name..Gold.."

Noticing the familiar glint in her eyes, the detective chuckles as he leans forward and breaking his imposing glare. "Well it's about time...dearie.."

Squinting, the blonde treads carefully. "So you know who I am?"

"I think it's safe to say Miss Swan, I know exactly who you are and exactly why you are here. Personally, I thought you'd be at Roni's...well with Regina anyway"

"She's awake too..with a little help from back home. Do you have any idea as to what is going on or who has caused this curse?"

Giving a sly, sarcastic smile, Gold explains. "If I did, I most certainly wouldn't be wasting my time here looking for answers and be home with Belle. Unfortunately that won't happen without the use of magic. I have tried before to return to Storybrooke but found last night I could not enter. It's blocked"

Frowning, Emma gulps at the prospect of being separated from her son and family. "Do you think that goes for all of us?"

"Whoever has planned this curse has been rather idiotic considering the amount of people who are awake so if to say that it does go for all of us, it won't be for long" suddenly feeling the blondes panicked emotions despite not having any power, Gold stands and walks around his desk to get closer. "You..."

Stepping back out of instinct, Emma clears her throat. "Me what?"

Appearing intrigued, the disguised detective points towards her. "You have magic..."

Raising an eyebrow, Emma crosses her arms defensively. "Well yeah..product of true love and all, where are have you been?"

Sighing in frustration, Gold shakes his head. "I meant now Miss Swan, you have magic now...here..I may not have my power but I can sense you do. More than your own to be precise.."

"That's impossible...this is Hyperion Heights not Storybrooke.."

"Somehow it is and you're holding both light and dark.." realising, Gold goes wide eyed as he mutters. "It can't be possible.." staring down the blonde, he smirks. "You also hold Regina's magic. Combined with yours as...another person.."

Looking at the man as though he has completely lost the plot, Emma follows his eye line to her stomach and laughs. "Oh wow you have really lost it big time. I mean..there is..no..no way.."

"You should know by now dearie, anything is possible.."

Contemplating what's been said, Emma takes a deep breath unsure of how to feel.

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Entering the bar, Emma walks straight around the bar and takes Regina's arm causing the woman to freeze in her spot and go wide eyed at her wife's fearful stare. "Re- Roni we need to talk.." Tugging gently at her arm, the blonde leads the brunette to the back room before the woman has time to respond and promptly closes the door behind them. "We have a problem..well..not a problem but it might not help our current situation..but that being said it's..well it could be good and I just need you to know that-"

Quickly taking hold of her hands to calm her, Regina gives a soft smile. "Emma..breathe. You should know by now that we can make it through anything.."

"Yeah well..." releasing one hand to scratch her neck nervously, the blonde swallows hard. "How about a baby? Can we handle that?"

Slightly taken aback, Regina stares at her wife for a moment to process. "I beg your pardon? I don't understand. Are you trying to tell me that you're pregnant? Because I sure as hell am not.."

"Maybe..I don't know! I.." moving completely away from her wife through her guarded reaction, Emma rings her hands together. "I saw Gold and he's awake too and we talked and then he said that I still had my magic..but he could sense yours and now I'm really freaking out!" Glancing back towards the brunette who now stood, raised eyebrow, with her hands shoved into the back pockets of her jeans. "He seemed pretty shocked and for him to show any kind of emotion means it's a big deal and that it's real!"

Dropping her stern expression, Regina sighs as she runs a hand through her curly locks. "Well I guess-" pausing at hearing a knock to the door, she looks over to see one of her staff standing there.

"Hey Ron, we're out at the third pump..someone needs to change the barrel before we get the six o'clock rush"

Opening her mouth to respond, the brunette watches as her wife moves past her to follow the worker out.

"I'm on it.."

"Emma, wait.."

Pausing at the door, the blonde peers over her shoulder sadly. "Yeah?"

Walking over, Regina leans forward and kisses her temple. "I love you.."

Attempting a smile, Emma turns her body back round so she can hug her wife, which is promptly reciprocated.

"What are we going to do?"

Rubbing her back, Regina smiles to herself. "What we always do and in the words of your mother, have hope"

Moving her head back to look at her wife in shock, Emma sniggers. "Did you just-"

Rolling her eyes, the brunette nods. "Yes I did but this time it's true because, we will beat this curse, we will go home and then we will have this baby which will complete our little family. Henry will be thrilled. As am I. The thought of us having a baby that is ours is incredible but I don't want you to think I will love Henry any less. He is my son and has been since he was three weeks old. I could not imagine life without him or you.."

Growing teary, Emma clears her lumpy throat. "I have to get it confirmed but...you're happy?"

Leaning close and nuzzling their noses, Regina continues to smile brightly. "The happiest I have ever been"

Beginning to smile, Emma pecks her lips and steps back. "I cannot wait for us to go home..but for now, we have a job to do. Change barrels and break curses"

Chuckling, the brunette shakes her head at her wife's childlike behaviour. "I would rather you focused on the latter and leave the barrel changing to me"

Dropping her mouth in a mock defence, the blonde scoffs. "I can manage a barrel you know, I won't ruin your precious bar.."

"I'm more thinking about my wife lifting a heavy object while carrying my child"

Grinning, Emma steps forward to kiss her again then makes her way out the door. "I can do it!"

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Swigging from his beer bottle, detective Rogers raises an eyebrow at witnessing the blonde newcomer appear from the back room having changed the barrel and peck the brunette owners cheek as she rounds the bar. Leaning across he smirks towards Regina.

"You too seem to be getting rather close.."

Frowning, Regina looks offended. "Well of course we are-" realising her mistake, she clears her throat as she begins to wipe the bar down in an awkward manner. "I mean yes..I guess you could say that"

"So you're..dating?"

Gripping onto a pump to pour a drink for a customer, the brunette briefly glances towards Emma with a small smile as the woman appears to be collecting some empty glasses. "Yes. Dating would be the correct term.."

"Hm.." looking concerned, Rogers sits back on his stool as he observes the bartender closely. "Is everything okay?...you're acting..different"

Giving the detective a smile, Regina provides a wink of reassurance. "Everything's perfect Rogers..now what can I getcha?"

"I'll take a beer if it's not too much-" trailing off on his request, the detective takes in the brunettes wide eyes as she peers past him and towards the door at hearing a new customer enter.

Clearing her throat, Regina places an already poured beer in front of him and heads to the latch, lifting the wooden block to leave the bar. "Will you..erm..give me a minute.."

Completely confused by her actions, Rogers turns on his seat to watch her. "Roni?"

Stopping before the newcomer, the brunette takes in the surprise stare. "..hi..."

Looking Regina up and down, taking note of the recognition in her eyes, the redhead woman raises an eyebrow and leans forward with a whisper. "Regina?"

Offering a smile of confirmation, stopping herself from embracing the woman, the brunette then composes herself and speaks up to those in ear shot. "The ladies is through that door and down the hall. I'll show you"

Following Regina through the side door and along the corridor, the redhead stops when the brunette quickly turns and hugs her, wrapping her arms tightly round her sisters neck.

"Zelena, where have you been?!"

Hugging back just as tight, Zelena then pulls back to look at her baby sister. "San Francisco...I've been awake the whole time and knew of the curse but didn't have any idea as to where anyone was. I couldn't get into Storybrooke"

Taking hold of both her hands, Regina frowns. "How did you find out I was here?"

"I followed Snow..I didn't know if she knew or not then I've been hanging around waiting to approach you. I was worried in case you didn't know who I was, especially as you own a bar..not to mention a different name on the door"

"Yes, I was under it too..as Roni but Emma woke me up. She found me and the Charming's have been working with Belle back at home on an antidote but they only made enough for one incase it was the wrong potion" explaining the situation, the brunette then grows teary as she pulls her sister into another hug. "I am so glad you're here. I know we haven't exactly had the best track record when it comes down to caring for one another but..you're my sister and I've been worried. I asked if you were still there when I called Henry but they said they didn't know where you were"

Smiling at the words, Zelena rubs her back. "I've worried about you too but, I'm here now sis and we are going to find out who the hell has done this. If they think they can get past the former evil queen and the wicked witch, they obviously don't value their life.."

Giving a small laugh, Regina nods against her. "Got that right" peering over to the door leading back to the bar, the brunette sighs. "We'd better get back through before Emma wonders what has happened. Especially if Killian has said anything.."

Releasing her hold but draping her arm across her sisters shoulder instead. "I take it, he's in the dark by his less than excited response to my arrival?" Watching Regina nod, the redhead smirks. "Also...things with Emma are all good again? Back to being ridiculously nauseating in your married bliss?"

Letting slip a shy smile, the brunette nods again. "Something like that.." heading back through the door, Regina spots the person in question behind the bar, pulling a pint for a customer and clearly making herself at home. Locking eyes with her wife, the brunette shares a smile as she makes her way back over.