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Chapter 5

The best fit.

When the purple air cleared, Emma noticed the dreary atmosphere surrounding her and Regina. They were in the Queen's mausoleum. Regina fixed her slacks and pulled once again on the collar of her turtleneck before taking a seat on one of the boxes.

"Really Regina?" Emma was furious. "I know why neither of us want Mary-Margaret to know, but that was Ruby. If we told her she might have helped us." She folded her arms and started pacing around.

"No." The queen softly said as she hung her head.

"No? That's all you can say?"

"I can only guess what your reasons are for not wanting your mother to know Miss Swan, but for me the reason is the same for all of these...people." Regina spoke softly, as if she were begging the Blond not to hate her.

Emma noticed this and took a seat next to Regina. "Why?" She asked calmly.

Regina shook her head and gave an almost hysterical laugh. "I know you might think I'm a bad mother. That I would rather have Henry trapped in a wooden shell for the rest of his life than tell anyone about it."

"You're not a bad mother Regina. It was an accident." The blonde pleaded with the woman next to her.

"They won't think it's an accident. Nothing is ever an accident when I am involved. Do you know what they are going to say?" Emma shook her head, even though she knew exactly what the citizens of Storybrooke would say.

"They will say I did it on purpose. They will say that I am the Evil Queen. The one who would destroy her own son."

Emma nodded. Fully understanding what Regina was saying. "And you didn't trust Ruby?"

Regina sighed and folded her hands on her lap. "She is your mother's best friend. I couldn't risk it. Yes we might have saved Henry, but what then? Then they brainwash him into thinking I wanted to kill him and he is never going to believe me. Never."

"I understand. But we have to do something. The wedding is a few hours away and then what? Then they eat the cake and we have to force them to... regurgitate it?" Emma felt nauseous thinking of what they would have to do.

"I'll make you a deal." Regina said smiling. A genuine smile that forced Emma to smile back." If we haven't fixed this by the time they slice the cake, I'll personally admit to my little mistake." Emma nodded in agreement. She couldn't get enough of this Regina. This woman was not the evil queen everyone called her. She was as human as anyone and also the only one that was able to understand Emma. Understand that she is not a princess and she is definitely not a cheery singing fairytale character. The queen continued to smile for a moment more before her beautiful smile turned into a frown. "One problem."

"What?" the blonde asked as she was snapped out of yet another daze about the queen.

"I'm not invited to the wedding."

"Well I can fix that." Emma got a playful smile on her face.

"How?" A curious grin flooded Regina's features.

"Well I don't know what they were thinking, since everyone I know in this town were invited, but my invite came with a plus one. So what do you say Madame Mayor? Will you be my date to the wedding? she said, still with a playful smile

"Your date? Really Miss Swan?" Emma could almost feel the sarcasm in Regina's tone but just continued to smile.

"Yes. And please, call me Emma."

"Fine, Sheriff, I'll be your... plus one." A part of Regina was reveling in the thought. She imagined the reactions of the people when she walked in there with Snow white's daughter. The other part of her was excited for a whole other reason, but she couldn't say exactly why.

Emma coughed and waved away the purple haze that flooded her view. After they had talked a little more, Regina had decided that they should get some sleep and teleported them back to the mansion.

Emma moved towards the couch and kicked off her shoes, but before she could lay down, her eyes caught a glimpse of a very pissed off mayor.

"Are you sure you weren't raised by cave men Miss Swan?" The queen said, with folded arms and a look that made Emma feel like a kid that got grounded.

"I...I..."

"You can sleep in the guest bedroom. Like a normal person." Regina beckoned Emma to follow her and without word the blonde grabbed her shoes and did exactly as she was told.

Once in the guest bedroom, Regina proceeded to dig out some extra blankets and gave Emma one of the spare toothbrushes and washcloths she kept in case of unexpected visitors. Emma blushed at the thought of some of the 'unexpected' visitors Regina has had and she felt herself becoming almost furious at the idea. But before she could realize any form of jealousy, Regina handed the blonde one of her, extremely sexy, black silk night gowns.

"I think this one should fit." The mayor said with a grin.

"Oh...Okay." Emma didn't know what else to do or say so she just took the garment and left the brunette to go and change.

When Emma returned, the mayor was no where to be seen. She gave out a sigh of relief, and went to turn off the lights. But just as she reached out to darken the room, she caught a glimpse of herself in one of the many mirrors in the room.

"Damn I look good." She said as she turned around in the very short black dress. She turned left and right and even threw a few poses before she realized how the gown smelled just like Regina. She couldn't help herself and held some of the fabric to her face to get a better smell. "Hell you smell good." She shook herself out of the daydream and decided to rather go to bed.

In the other room Regina stood in front of her own mirror. She waved her hand and made the image of a much too comfortable blonde magically disappear. She giggled to herself. "Goodnight Emma." she whispered.

The next morning, or rather just a few hours later, Emma was awakened by a knock on the door. She had to take a few moments to readjust herself to her unfamiliar surroundings before a voice reminded her of exactly where she was.

"Time to wake up." The mayor's firm voice came from beyond the closed door.

"I'm up." She said. Feeling extremely nervous at the thought of Regina deciding to come into the room and seeing her with her bed head and how the night dress had crept up during her restless sleep.

"Alright I'll make us some breakfast." the voice came again and Emma sighed when she heard the sound of heels fading down the hall.

Emma quickly put on her old clothes and fixed up her appearance as good she could before strolling into the kitchen. Her breath hitched when she saw the mayor, already dressed for the wedding. She looked stunning. Even more stunning than usual, Emma thought.

She was wearing a baby blue dress that reached just above her knees. She had paired the look with a white coat to keep out the cold air and, to Emma's surprise, had curled her hair. Regina didn't look at her but knew she was there and allowed her to linger in silence.

"Please don't tell me you are going to wear that to the wedding." She finally said when she thought Emma had gawked enough.

"Err...No. Of course not." Emma stuttered as she looked down at her jeans and signature red jacket.

"Why don't you go home and change while I finish breakfast. I'm sure you will be back before it is done. Since I doubt your look takes much time." Regina said as she leaned into her hip an put a hand on her waist.

"Right. Will be as quick as I can." Emma was already half way out the door when she turned back towards Regina. "Do you think Ruby told Mary-Margaret?" She asked Regina and the mayor came to the conclusion that the diner guard dog could have spilled everything and that Snow would probably take Emma hostage if she should go home.

"I don't know." The mayor said as she contemplated any other options.

"Don't you have something I could wear? I mean, I wore a lot of your clothes before the curse broke. And that dress fit quite well." Emma smiled when she remembered how Henry would sneak her clothes from the mayors closet.

"Yes it did fit you quite well." Regina said not realizing that Emma had no idea that she saw her in the garment.

"What?" Emma wasn't sure what she had just heard.

"My shirt. Remember?" Regina quickly said to cover up her tracks. "The one Henry 'loaned' you."

Emma didn't have time to respond before the Mayor was out of the kitchen and into her bedroom. Emma stood in silence for a while before Regina returned with a few outfits. She handed them to Emma but before the blonde could take them, Regina pulled back her hand.

"Actually, you getting dressed before eating might not be such a good idea." the queen said as she laid the garments over a chair.

"Wait? What?" A confused blonde responded.

"Oh, I've seen how you eat Miss Swan."

Emma was about to quip back at the Mayor but knew it would be pointless to argue. "You're probably right."

Regina had a string of come backs ready but was surprised when the usually stubborn blond didn't fight back. Emma smiled when she saw that the Mayor had nothing to say and watched as Regina tried to form words but fail.

"I'm just going to finish breakfast. Excuse me." was the only sentence Regina was able to form, so she brushed past the blonde and immediately occupied herself with the task of making apple pancakes.

"Do you have anymore syrup?" Emma asked while she was trying to squeeze the last bit left from the bottle.

"No I actually don't." Regina smiled as she watched the blonde fight a loosing battle.

"Can't you just magic us some?" an exhausted blonde pleaded, giving up on the war with the bottle.

"Excuse me? Do you remember what happened the last time I 'magicked' you something? You wouldn't be sitting here if it wasn't for my magic." a smiling mayor joked.

"You're right, I wouldn't." Emma sighed.

The mood went from cheerful and pleasant to sour in an instant. Emma realized what she had just said. And even if it were true, even if it was Regina's curse that took her from her parents, she has never been angry at the queen for it. She also didn't want Regina to think it.

"I didn't mean it like that." The blonde pleaded, but Regina just picked up the plates and left for the kitchen. Emma wasn't in the mood to give up and once she had collected her thoughts, she followed into the kitchen.

Regina was already busy with cleaning and just ignored the blonde.

"I didn't mean it like that." The blonde tried again.

Regina turned her back to Emma and busied herself with cleaning an already clean counter. She wasn't angry at the blonde but angry at herself. She had been fighting the demons that haunted her and let her know that she only causes misery in other's lives.

"Please Regina." but still nothing. "You are going to have to talk to me at some point. We share a son if you remember correctly."

This got Regina's attention. She swung around and looked questioningly at the blonde. Her ears couldn't believe what they heard. That Emma Swan would be willing to say that Henry is also hers, escaped her comprehension.

"Share?" She asked. Still unbelieving.

"Yes Share. You are more a mother to him than I could ever be." The blonde smiled apologetically at the shocked queen.

"But I'm the villain."

"A villain." Emma corrected her. The mayor gave her a questioning look which made Emma smile. "I don't think all villains are so bad."

"How can you say that? I'm the reason you were an orphan."

"You are also the reason Henry isn't." Emma smiled. Impressed with her own quick comeback. "Look. Villains aren't so bad if you really think about it. They are hard working, goal orientated, ambitious and strong, confident people. I believe those are good qualities to have. The heroes are..." Emma pointed at herself and that earned her a giggle from the queen. The blonde sighed when she heard it. The last thing she wanted was for Regina to be angry at her when they have such an important mission ahead of them.

"Are you still mad at me?" Emma asked while looking down at her shoes, hands in her back pockets.

"I wasn't mad at you." The queen sighed. "I just don't want to be the Evil Queen anymore."

"Shit." Emma said jokingly to herself, which caused Regina to let out a soft giggle and she was about to tell the blonde just what she thought of that swear word in her house, but suddenly felt arms around her in a tight hug.

"You deserve to be happy." Emma spoke into Regina's hair.

The mayor smiled. "Thank you."

"How much time do we have left?" Emma yelled from the guest bedroom.

"Fifteen minutes." Regina yelled back. She was in the study, memorizing the spell one last time. They had carefully wrapped Henry in a small box, as to keep him safe and stable for the journey to the wedding.

Emma made her way downstairs and Regina gave her a look-over. The blonde had been forced to change five times before because the mayor didn't deem her combination 'good enough'. This time She was dressed in a pair of Regina's slacks and a white shirt that had been buttoned up to the top. After her look-over, the mayor walked up to Emma.

"This isn't the 50s anymore." Was all Regina said before she started to unbutton the top few buttons on the shirt Emma had chosen. The move made Emma blush and she just kept quiet as Regina straightened out the collar and admired her handy work. "Much better."

Regina made Emma sit on one of the chairs and pulled out some makeup from her bag. "I think red lips would be better than your usual 'nude' look." The queen smiled. Emma was startled at the sudden touch. Regina had placed her hand underneath Emma's chin and held her face while gently applying the red lipstick.

"Am I now ready to be seen with the queen?" Emma asked and the question earned her a smile from the mayor.

"Yes princess." Regina joked. Emma just held in a blush.

"So what's the plan?" Emma took a peak in the mirror to see the mayor's handy work and was not disappointed.

"The spell only works if Henry is on the cake."

"So what's the plan?" Emma asked again.

"That's our plan. Get Henry on the cake, transform him back and get home before they force us to eat anything." The mayor was serious but Emma couldn't help but chuckle. She loved getting a rise out of Regina.

"I'll go get my keys." Emma stood to leave but was met with the mayors scorn.

"Forget it." Regina said

"Your car. Got it."