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It had been two days since Emma had met her parents. It had all happened so fast.

Emma had discovered that her parents had never wanted to leave her and she began to wonder what her life would be like if nothing of the story of her parents had happened.

The blonde was staring at the paperwork that she was trying to fill. But from that day on, she had been unable to focus on anything except her parents.

A cup of coffee slid in front of her and when she looked up, she saw Regina beside her with a smile on her face.

"How are you?" Regina walked over and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

From the hug outside the house of Emma's parents, the two women had more confidence and leaned on everything.

"I'm fine" Emma answered without sounding very convinced.

"You don't convince me, but for now I'll leave it like this." Regina looked at her and leaned over the desk. "You got something to do tonight?"

"No, my shift ends at 8, why?"

"I want to invite you dinner."

"And to what do I owe the honor?" Asked the blonde with curiosity.

"Well, let's just say I want to make it up to you for dinner the other day."

"You don't have to do it…"

"I know" Regina interrupted with a smile. "But I want to."

"And what will the chef cook?"

"Unlike the previous chef I know how to prepare more stuff than just pasta."

Emma smiled and gave him a look of indignation.

"Well, I didn't hear you complaining."

"I'm not saying it didn't taste good, I'm just saying this time there will be a more varied menu."

"At eight then?"

"Eight o'clock, Doctor Swan, not a minute more or a minute less" Regina warned her.

"I'll be there Miss Mills." Emma gave her a small smile and Regina winked.

Then she turned and walked, as usual, to her fiancé's room.

"What are you are going to do?" Ruby asked.

Emma had told her the whole story of her parents and what had happened that day.

"I do not know ... Everything is happening so fast" Emma replied, running a hand through her hair.

"You'll see that everything will get better." Ruby put a hand on her friend's shoulder. "May I give you some advice?"

Emma nodded.

"I think you have to know them ... I know it will not be easy for you. But think that they lost a daughter ... Try to get to know them a little, and if you don't like them or if you still have so much anger inside you, let them go. Tell them not to look for you and that you don't want to know anything about them ... But first you have to try Emma."

"You know ... the anger disappeared the moment I saw how they looked at me" the blonde confessed "I could see on their faces that they were happy to see me."

"So? What prevents you from knowing them?"

"I'm afraid" she whispered "I'm afraid of not being what they're expecting, I'm afraid of disappointing them."

"Emma, you would never disappoint anyone ... Just look at yourself, you are a beautiful and intelligent woman who brought her life and career forward without help from anyone. Every day you save people you don't even know and you spend your night and days taking care of them.

Emma smiled at her friend and wiped away the tears that had escaped her.

"That's why you're my best friend.

"I know ... and the best of all." The brunette smiled widely and hugged Emma. "Think about what I told you and if you need me I'll be around."

Regina had taken the lasagna out of the oven and was finishing the table. On her way to her apartment she had gone to buy a bottle of wine and a small chocolate cake.

She lit a pair of vanilla-scented candles that were already flooding the room with the scent.

Emma would be there any minute.

She walked to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror, fixing her hair a little. She tucked some strands behind her ear and putted a little more of lipstick on her lips.

The doorbell rang. She walked to the door and with a smile she opened the door and let the blonde pass.

"I hope you bring a lot of appetite" Regina said in greeting.

"I haven't eaten since the morning, so count on it."

Emma looked very beautiful. This time he wore jeans, a simple blouse, and her red leather jacket. Regina guessed that it was the clothes that she had come to the hospital.

"Please sit down, Miss Swan."

Regina indicated her place at the table and Emma sat down while Regina brought a refractory and the bottle of wine from the kitchen.

Regina poured the wine and lasagna and sat down in front of Emma.

"I hope you like lasagna" Regina said with a smile.

Emma smiled at her and took her silverware to start eating.

During dinner Emma did nothing but lighten Regina and her lasagna. Every mouthful she gave was a delight to her taste buds. Regina smiled every time Emma said something and thanked her.

They were both sitting on the couch with a slice of cake in their hands and a glass of wine on the coffee table.

"Don't tell me you made this cake, too."

"I don't take the credit for that, I buy it in a store downtown" Confessed Regina.

"Too good to be true." Emma smiled and took another bite of cake.

Regina looked at her with a thoughtful look.

"Emma, how are you?"

"I'm fine…"

"No" Regina interrupted. "Don't tell me you're fine ... if you answer is that again, I swear I'm going to punch you." Regina moved closer to Emma and took her hand. "You can't be just fine after all that has happened."

"I'm fine, seriously." Emma tried to smile.

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course."

"Then why don't you want to tell me what you really feel?"

Emma putted her cake on the coffee table and sighed, wiping her hands on her jeans.

"I don't want to cry and look weak like the other day" she replied. "I don't want you to feel sorry for me."

"I would never feel sorry for you Emma ... I admire you. Because despite everything that is happening to you you continue with your life as if nothing had happened" Regina took Emma's hand again "When people cry is not because they are weak, it is because they have saved too much for a long time."

"Why is all so easy with you?" Emma felt a lump in her throat. "You just come and make me talk about what I feel is so easy."

"What can I say? It's one of my best qualities" Regina smiled and Emma shook her head "Now tell me, how are you?"

"Scared" whispered the blonde. "Not every day you find your parents after years of looking for them ... Now I don't know what to do, I don't know what to think."

"Maybe, what you need is don't think too much."

"As if that were so easy for me" Emma said with a smile. "I always think of everything before I do something. Ruby says that's my biggest flaw."

"A defect that doesn't make you less perfect" Emma looked at Regina surprised by her words and apparently Regina was also "Do you see how talk made the things better?"

"I think you know me well enough."

"Not so much ... I still don't know your favorite color."

Regina smiled and Emma smiled back.

"Will you do me a favor?"

"If it doesn't compromise my integrity as a person ... I accept."

"I swear that it's nothing embarrassing" Emma assured her, raising a hand in promise. "I just want you to be with me when I see my parents again."

"Of course... Whenever you need it, I'll be here."

Emma looked at her with such tenderness that Regina blushed and looked away to her glass of wine and she took a sip.

Emma stood up as she cleared her throat.

The atmosphere had gotten a bit tense after that conversation.

"I think I'd better go" Emma said. "My ship starts early."

Regina rose, smoothing her skirt and walking behind Emma toward the door.

"Thanks for dinner, it was delicious."

"It was nothing."

"By the way." Emma opened the door and stepped into the hall. "It's blue."

"What are you talking about?" ask confused the brunette.

"My favorite color is blue."

Emma smiled and left.

Regina closed the door and leaned into it with a wide smile on her face.

She didn't understand because every time she was with Emma everything was so wonderful. The talks, the food (even if they were simple donuts), everything was perfect.

Maybe too perfect to be true.