Although the story will not be based of the book I did take the title from A.C. Greys 'I'll Cover You' and the idea may seem like it came from her book but it actually came more from the 'Honor Series' by Radclyffe however it will all be different none of the story will be copied from any of the books. Anyway I want to thank my reviewers, my favoriters and my followers your guys are my pride and joy. The reason I keep writing. So thanks again.

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Regina stood in front of the full length mirror in a navy blue knee high skirt, black heels, white button down shirt and currently clipping the US flag to the lapel of her blue jacket. A morning routine she was to get used too. For the next four years she would be wearing it. Am I doing the right thing? What is the right thing? Have I ever abided by the right thing? No I'm doing this for Henry. He'll receive better care. Better schooling. Better everything. So why does her hate me so much?

A brief knock on the door disrupted her from her thoughts. Straightening up she brushed the imaginary lint of her jacket, straightened it, inhaled and cleared her throat. "Yes?"

"Madam President I'm here about your itinerary?"

Regina looked the young woman up and down. She had to be in her mid-thirties at most a young woman for such a posting. She wore a suit tailored to the curves of her body and yet Regina knew it was loose enough that the woman wouldn't be restricted if imminent action was recquired. Regina's heart and throat clenched at that thought. At the thought of someone giving their life for hers. Do I deserve that? It doesn't matter I have no choice in the matter no more. "Right please come in Agent Swan and take a seat." Regina said pleasantly with a fake smile. Once they were seated Regina inquired, "I believe giving you my itinerary is pretty much the same as when I was giving it to my previous Head of Security Kathryn Nolan?"

Emma nodded, "Pretty much Madam President." She shrugged, "Just give me a run down off your week and what you currently know you have planned." Emma couldn't resist running her eyes over the Presidents smooth legs that seemed to go on forever when the woman crossed them elegantly. Her eyes ran up the length of the rest of the womans body until they reached a curious looking pair of brown eyes and a perfectly arched eyebrow. Clearing her throat and swallowing the embarrassment at being caught checking the woman out - check that - checking out the President. She pushed, "Your itinerary ma'am?"

Regina smirked but relented the torment she so wanted to give. Instead she settled for torture and shifted slightly so that the skirt hitched a little higher up her legs. She immediately found a set of eyes attention of her thighs. As if not recognizing she was being looked at in an innappropriated way by her Head of Security she answered. "Monday I have a meeting with the Australian Prime Minister. Tuesday I have dealing with the American Counsel. Wednesday my son has a fair at his school that I will be attending and that day I will also be gathering ingredients from the local fruit farm nearby..."

Emma's attention snapped up away from the creamy white skin to the woman check that Emma to the most powerful woman on the planet that you were just checking out and thinking thoughts that wouldn't even be allowed to be seen on an R-18 rated movie. "You cook?" she asked roughly voice ladden with arousal. Clearing her throat she repeated, "You cook?"

"Yes I actually find it soothing. Why does that surprise you Agent Swan?"

"Perhaps because your the President of the United States." She put emphasis on the word 'the'.

Regina uncrossed pushed the skirt back down to where it would be deemed appropriate and glared across at the penguin dressed Agent.

The fire in the woman's eyes made Emma swallowed. Damn it! What'd you do this time Emma? And why the President? God she looks so damn sexy when she's angry. Not now Emma. Such a piercing and utterly sexy st- Emma! Oh right.

"Just because I'm President and have cooks that attend to most meals does not mean that I am not a good mother who knows how to cook for her son." Regina's voice emotionless but terse.

Emma shook her head and held up her hands. "I didn't mean to imply you weren't a good mother Madam President."

Regina's glare didn't soften but she dropped the subject and continued with her itinerary not willing to play games anymore and to be rid of this woman who claimed she wasn't a good mother. How dare she! "Thursday I have Press Interviews both at the White House and in house studios. Friday morning I will be attending the International trade delegations committee and that night you will have to ask my son. I usually take him out on Friday from 6 to 8 to do whatever he pleases. Saturday I will be stuck here in the White House and Sunday also."

Swallowing once again Emma spoke cautiously. "If any of that changes or anything comes up Madam President I need you to tell me and I will also need an address of the fruit farm and the studios you will be attending and I will get someone to speak to your son about Friday evening," hesitantly she asked, "or would you prefer to talk to him and get back to me?"

"No he likes to keep these things a surprise. Speak to him about it."

"Very well Madam President."

Regina stood as Emma stood. Standing face to face with the woman she found herself barely just at eye level, Emma was tall that much was noticeable even without heels. "I will apprise you of any changes to my schedule."

Emma nodded, swallowed once more and pivoted before making her way to the door.

Regina watched the woman turn and leave. Watching the slight swagger in her gait as she walked away. Regina couldn't deny that the woman commanded and air of confidence around her but at the same time it had been easy to strike fear into the woman. Perhaps yes it was the fact that she was the most powerful woman on the planet but then again Regina had always prided herself on inflicting fear on others ever since College. It didn't matter because either way - fear or not she had a feeling that wouldn't be the last time herself and Agent Swan would be butting heads together.

Short once again but hopefully it tides you over. I've currently got a few more story chapters I'm working on but the next chapter for this story should be up in a day or two.

I really hope you enjoyed this chapter even though it's length is short.