I could really use some prompts you guys!

Regina couldn't believe it. She had another woman in her bed. And not just any woman. She had Emma Swan in her bed.

The evening had started off normally enough, with Regina and Henry having their usual Friday night movie. They had invited Emma, but she had made some excuse about needing to spend more time with her parents. Even Henry had seen through her lie.

About halfway through the movie, the doorbell rang. Regina paused the movie and walked to the front door, forgetting to check who was on the other side before just opening the door. Luckily, it was only Emma.

"You opened the door really fast," Emma said.

Regina looked at her in confusion. "Was I not supposed to?"

Emma sighed. "What have I told you about checking the door before opening it? I could have been someone coming to kill you."

"I am fine," Regina said, rolling her eyes. "Are you going to come in or just stand out there?"

"Uh, come in I guess," Emma said, stepping inside.

"So what changed your mind?" Regina asked, closing the door. "I thought you had something going on tonight with your parents."

"They have plans," Emma mumbled.

Regina saw something flash behind Emma's eyes, and she instantly didn't like it. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Emma said. "What movie are you guys watching?"

"Ratatouille," Regina said. "Henry decided that we needed to watch a movie about cooking rats for some reason. I don't think rats can actually do that."

"That's why it's a movie," Emma said, chuckling. "It isn't meant to be real."

"Well since you're here, would you care to join us?" Regina asked.

Emma smiled. "I could use some mindlessness right now."

After the movie had ended, Henry fell asleep quickly on the floor. Regina laid a blanket over him and gestured for Emma to follow her out of the room. She knew by now not to wake Henry once he was asleep.

"So, what did you think?" Emma asked, taking a seat next to Regina at the kitchen table.

"It was interesting to say the least," Regina said. "I never thought that I'd have to admit that a cartoon rat cooks better than I do."

Emma laughed. "I highly doubt that. I've tasted your food before."

Regina smiled. "Thank you."

They sat in silence for a while before Emma yawned. And yawned again. Regina smiled as she saw Emma trying to hide it. "Perhaps you should go home to get some rest."

Emma looked down at her feet. "I don't think that I can go back to the apartment quite yet."

"Why not?" Regina asked.

"I overheard them talking," Emma said. "They were talking about leaving town. For good."

Regina eyes widened in shock. "They want to leave? But once they do, they won't have any memories of this place. They'll never come back."

"That's their plan," Emma said. "You know, keeping Neal safe and all that. Don't want to put him in any more danger."

"And leave you behind?" Regina asked. "They wouldn't do that."

"They sounded serious about it," Emma said, running her fingers through her hair. "And they have no problem being separated from me. Clearly."

"You worked through the wardrobe issue," Regina said gently. "Don't use that as a reason that they would want to leave. Did you talk to them about it."

Emma smiled guiltily. "You know me. I left before they could see me and say anything."

Regina rolled her eyes. "You and your running."

Emma laughed. "I'm sorry. But I didn't want to go through that. I just wanted to come here and be with you and Henry."

"I don't mind," Regina said. "But what I do mind is how you look like you're about to drop from exhaustion."

Emma shrugged. "I can run on coffee tomorrow."

"Or you could just sleep here," Regina said. "I have several guest rooms."

"Are you sure?" Emma asked. "I don't want to be a burden."

"You are one of the few people in this town that I can stand," Regina said, standing up. "Come on. You're never a burden."

Emma followed Regina upstairs with a huge smile on her face.

Regina woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of her door opening. She tensed, feeling her magic rising up to protect her if needed.

The person who had opened the door walked over to Regina's bed, stopping at the edge. Regina quickly rolled over and lit a fireball in her hand, ready to throw.

Emma jumped back. "Whoa, it's just me!"

Regina quickly extinguished her flame. "Emma, what are you doing in here? I could have killed you!"

"Sorry," Emma said. "I just couldn't sleep."

Regina scooted over, pulling the covers up and looking at Emma expectantly. Emma just looked at her in surprise. "Are you serious?"

"Clearly or I wouldn't be holding the covers like this," Regina said. "Now are you going to get in or not?"

Emma slowly crawled into bed next to Regina. This was weird, and yet it felt so right. Why did it feel so right?

"I'm not going to kill you in your sleep," Regina said, chuckling at Emma's slow movements.

"I know," Emma said, lying down. "Although you did try to kill me with an apple turnover."

Regina rolled her eyes. "I thought we had moved past that."

"We did," Emma said. "I just like bringing it back up to always hang over your head."

Regina burst out laughing. "You are a pain in the ass Emma Swan."

"Right back at ya Regina Mills," Emma said. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Regina said. She glanced over at Emma curling up to sleep and thought about how much she loved the Savior. Maybe one day she would have the courage to tell her so.