Hey! Thank you all for the love on yesterday's story! It made me very happy! Well this one is much shorter and less funny, fluffy and more on the angsty side. Sorry about that but I wanted to write something that maybe actually could happen on the show... I mean, you know, hypothetically...:)) Anyways, I hope you will like it nonetheless.

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SWAN QUEEN WEEK

Day 2- Jealousy

She had no right to be jealous, Emma Swan knew that.

However, no matter what the rational side of her brain told her, she couldn't help the feeling as it slowly but surely seeped into her bones. It was a long process of course, frankly taking her more time to acknowledge her feelings than she'd liked to admit.

At first she could just blame it on her extreme wariness of strangers. Then as weeks passed and the clench of her stomach recurred every time she saw them together she decided that it was no more than worry for a friend. Yes friends, that was what they were.

She could go on with that for a long time, really, she repeated it to herself so many times that it was nothing else that she almost started to believe it herself. Almost.

Then came the next explanation, she was just worried about Henry. Yes her son's happiness was the most important thing to her and anything that could possibly jeopardize it had to be handled carefully and with suspicion.

She managed several months like that, giving herself excuses but the feeling wouldn't pass. It was getting worse and worse and it got to the point where the white hot rage, the green eyed monster was taking over and almost making her jump up from her seat and march across Granny's to the table where Regina and Robin were sitting with Roland.

They were laughing together over something the man had said and Emma gritted her teeth as she glared at them above the rim of her cup.

"Ma? Are you okay?" Henry's voice tore her out of her thoughts and startled, she snapped her gaze back to her son sitting across from her.

"Yeah, sure." she muttered, trying for a smile and failing miserably judging from the look on Henry's face.

"What is it, Ma?" he asked, twisting back to see what she was looking at. "Oh." he said, understanding flooding his face instantly, making Emma feel nervous and awkward.

What did he think she was thinking? What was his immediate conclusion? He couldn't know, couldn't possibly know when she only realized it about a week ago... He couldn't, right? But then again, of course he did. He was a smart kid, too smart for his own good and certainly too smart for her good and she didn't really know where that all came from because it couldn't come from her nor Neal, no they weren't that clever and the kid was, so it had to be something else. Probably Regina's perfect parenting...

"What? It's nothing, kid, I told you... Now, you wanna get ice cream? I think we should." she suggested, wanting to distract him with something and also get out of there as soon as possible.

"It's February, Ma." Henry reminded her as if he was the adult one in this relationship and she felt a flush creep up her neck. She tried to keep her dignity though and just shrugged.
"So? Can't we get ice cream then?" she asked with a grin.

"You should talk to her." Henry stated simply, draining the remaining hot chocolate in his mug then wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Henry! How many times have I told you to use a napkin?" Regina's voice sounded from right next to their booth as the woman herself came to a stop beside their table. Emma felt her heart flutter as her eyes were drawn to Regina. "Talk to whom, by the way?" she asked, looking at the blonde with an amused curiosity in her eyes.

Emma's eyes slightly widened and she glanced at their son from the corner of her eyes to gauge if he was about to say anything and expose her little secret but Henry was just watching her with innocent eyes expectantly.

"Uh... nobody." she muttered causing the brunette to raise an eyebrow at her. "Just..um, somebody. That I know." she finished lamely, scratching her neck uncomfortably as she averted her eyes.

"As eloquent as ever, Miss Swan." Regina teased with a smirk on plump red lips and a sparkle in her brown eyes and damn that woman that she was so freaking gorgeous even when she was making fun of Emma... The familiar banter made Emma's skin feel hot but no matter how she wanted to shoot back with something witty she came up empty as she just stared at Regina. "Anyways, I came here to ask something." she continued. "I know it's your week with Henry but I wanted to invite you to dinner tonight." Regina said with just the slight bit of vulnerability and hope in her eyes that was only ever present when Henry was concerned and it made Emma just fall for her even more. She was about to agree eagerly, she loved Regina's cooking and a dinner with her and Henry seemed like the best way they could spend their nights, when Regina added. "Robin and I thought it would be nice to have a weekly family dinner, maybe like a new tradition of sorts..."

Hearing his name was like an ice cold shower on her fluffy, family feels, reality hitting her hard in the face. Of course, they were an item, they would have dinner together. Maybe Robing was already living with Regina, oh god, she really didn't want to go there...

"I...uh... I'm gonna skip that now but Henry can go, of course." she said then turned her head away, looking down into her mug.

"Come on Emma, you can bring the pirate if you insist." Regina rolled her eyes misunderstanding Emma's reluctance to go.

The blonde could tell that Henry was watching the interaction with amusement and the smugness that came with knowing a secret so important and so strongly affecting the conversation that was taking place in front of him and after hearing Regina's suggestion she could see him stifle his laughter, pretending to drink from his mug, which Emma knew to be empty. Though it did cause her to snort briefly, a bitter chuckle escaping her and making Regina shoot a questioning look in her direction.

"I'm... I actually broke up with Hook. Last week." she muttered with a grimace. She really hated hurting Killian, he has become a very dear friend to her over the months but she had to be honest with him and herself, it was no more than that. Not anymore. When she truly had no more excuses for her feelings regarding Regina, when she realized what it has been about all along she had to end it with Hook. No matter how convenient and comfortable it was to have him, he deserved more. And she did too. She didn't want to settle for convenient, she wanted the real deal, she wanted to feel the fluttering in her stomach and the catching of her breath every time they touched she wanted to wake up with a smile on her face just because she would be able to see this person that day and go to sleep with a warm, fuzzy feeling in her chest because of something they did or said. She wanted to exchange silly text messages and share memories and she wanted it all, the whole package. She wanted real love. And she thought she had found the person, she wanted it with Regina. Too bad she seemed to have it with someone else...

"Well I would be lying if I said I was sorry because truly, what the hell did you even see in him? But if you need someone to incinerate him, just give me a call, I'd be happy to." Regina offered and it would have funny if she wasn't Regina and clearly absolutely serious about it.

"Uh, thanks but that won't be necessary." she shook her head.

"If you're sure." Regina shrugged. "Alright, then Henry would you like to have dinner with us tonight?" she asked from their son with a little smile.

"Yes, I would. Maybe I'll try to convince Emma to come too, okay?" Henry replied, grinning cheekily at his blonde mother and receiving a beam from his other mother.

"Lovely. Then I'll meet you at home at five o'clock." Regina pressed a kiss to the top of Henry's head. "I hope you'll change your mind, Emma." she told the blonde, putting a hand on her shoulder and stroking it slightly before she left them alone, making Emma's skin tingle where Regina touched it.

The blonde sighed, gazing after Regina's retreating form, following her until she exited Granny's and joined Robin who was waiting for her there. She tore her eyes from the couple before she would see something that hurt her even more and she met the sad, pitiful eyes of her son.

"You really should talk to her, Ma." Henry said with strong conviction in his tone, appropriate for him being the truest believer.

"Maybe one day, Henry..." she sighed, trying not to think about Robin and Regina walking home together right now, hand in hand probably, talking and laughing and having everything she so desperately wished to have with the other mother of her son. But maybe, maybe one day she'd find the courage, maybe one day, by some miracle she could have a chance with Regina. And until then, she would just have to deal with her jealousy, finding peace only in the fact that at least Regina was happy.

Yupp. That's it. Thank you for reading! Review and alerts and all feedback are very welcome! :)