Chapter 6

It was two days later that Emma eyed Regina and her team setting up near the tracks. The brunette seemed somewhat troubled. The blonde stalked over in a casual way saying, "So where is my son?"

"With my mother for the time being," said Regina with a shrug.

"You left him with her, are you insane?!" Emma said shocked. She had heard rumors about Cora Mills and what she could do to people.

"He'll be fine," said she, she had called as soon as she landed. So far so good.

"And how are you?" asked Emma polite, eying her up and down in her red suit.

"I am fine, you?" asked Regina, struggling not to jump on Emma.

"Good, excited about the race," Emma said with a smile, swallowing by the thought of kissing Regina's red lips.

"As am I obviously, I will beat you," a half smile on her lips.

"You don't stand a chance, I got the best team on the field," said Emma, nodding towards her guys.

"Dream on, Princess," Regina rolled her eyes.

"So did you miss me?" Emma wanted to know. After all it had been a while since they had been riding against each other. In fact she hated to admit she hated their bickering. She had even hated not talking to her over the last months.

"Why would I do that, you are like any other competitor to me," Regina said with a huff, her arms crossed over her chest.

"Really and here I swore you would do anything to get into my pants," Emma challenged her.

"Hardly, you are not that good," Regina said, she didn't met her eyes not though. Clearly she was lying. Emma bent close enough to whisper, "Admit it, you want to have me."

"Never," she hissed.

"Fine have it your way and see how much I care, see you on the tracks, after I will find myself a man to fuck," Emma spat at her. Regina's eyes widened by this, which was not what she wanted not at all.

Emma started her car for the qualifying rounds. How on earth could Regina be so high and mighty? It was clear the woman wanted her. She could hear the engine purr, a smile gracing her lips. She would beat her this time and everyone else on the tracks. She was the best driver and she would show them. Pressing hard on the gas she started off on the first round. 16 turns she knew from before, none of them fatal as it was nice weather at least. She saw Regina's car pressing up next to her and gave her own some more, smiling, driving head.

After eleven laps she was leading Regina and a Mercedes driver on her tail. She started hearing a bang and looked out her rear-view mirror and saw the Mercedes crashed against the side, Regina making her way ahead. She would come second Emma knew. As the cars stopped Regina got out and cursed, she was not happy even if this was just qualifying rounds.

Emma walked over to her dragging her out of view saying, "It's just a game, Regina."

She groaned to her it was not. She wasn't playing she wanted the lead with all it took. Only her mother watching over Henry and Emma wanting to sleep with someone else...Before the blonde could think she could feel Regina's lips press against her own hard. Her forcing her way into her mouth, her fingers frantically going at her suit, opening it, to get under it. Emma let out some kind of protest under a moan, powerless to push of the aggressive brunette. She however to her surprise stopped halfway and backed away, going towards her team, shivering. What the hell was with her Emma wondered.

Regina was hitting a pillow in the hotel room where she was staying hard, over and over, panting hard. Panting she picked up her phone to call her son. They exchanged a few words and then hung up. She was shivering with anger and frustration. Should she order a hooker or find someone random to get her anger out on. It wouldn't be the first time; she had done this more than once in Fairytale land back in the days. She had sex slaves to please her needs. She wouldn't allow herself to feel anything, God forbid if she did.

Now however...She felt and it was driving her insane. Her mother was right she couldn't be with her and she shouldn't either. She was the enemy, not to mention daughter of her arch enemy, and not to mention she was a woman. What she was feeling was not good at all and she knew it, yet the mere thought of Emma was driving her to insanity, she wanted her and she wanted her badly. To be all over her body like she had been months earlier. She wanted to feel her skin against her own.

'Regina, stop it,' she told herself in frustration. She groaned and looked in her bag for a magazine or something to read, when she heard Emma's voice down the hallways saying, "Yeah I know I totally beat her and I will in the real race also, that bitch never stood a chance, nor does anyone else."

She poked her head out and saw Emma with a group of youngsters, hearing music as they walked back and forth between two rooms. Would she ever learn, would she ever stop with the partying life style. Regina sighed suddenly feeling so very old. Maybe she should join, could she do that. No, besides she needed to get up early and so did Emma. Still she didn't remove herself from the door out of curiosity. It was then someone howled something to Emma that came out and looked at her. She whispered something into the ear of the girl that had called for her, making Regina wild with rage. She could feel it with everything she had. The blonde smiled teasingly at her whispering something more to her friend, that nodded and let her hand slide over her body playful. The words coming from Emma's lips made her freeze.

"Claim me if you want me."

"Go to hell, Swan!"

Emma frowned as she saw and heard Regina slamming the door shut behind her. The girl next to her, a cute redhead named Ariel of all things said, "You okay?"

"Sure, she will come crawling or pounce like a tiger," said Emma certain.

"Sure it is wise to tease her then?" Ariel seemed concerned.

"I know what I am doing, Ariel, now let's continue," said Emma, dragging her back into the room where Eric and a couple of other guys were waiting.

Morning of the raise, all drivers lined up, engines purring, all cameras on them. Emma in one car and Regina in another, the brunette glaring at her, ignoring everything else. The blondes swallowed hard by the intensity in her eyes. Not only that, but black skies seemed to be nearing the tracks. Was that a coincidence? Surely Regina could not control the weather or anything like that. That would be insanity. Emma shook it off, wondering just how fierce she could get to win, at what measures. Would she drive dirty? No that would get her thrown out.

"Regina, can you hear me?" Emma tried finding her frequency with her headset.

"What?" she asked back, wondering what she wanted now.

"Ariel is with Eric," said Emma, adding he's my mechanic.

"Like I care," Regina hissed, turning her out so she only got in the messages of her team.

"Ready, set, drive."

Faster, faster they were going around the track, chasing each other. For Regina this was child's play she had been chasing people her whole life and this was nothing. She smiled, going past car after car, faster, faster. She startled when she saw lightning striking against the field ahead, hearing talk in the background wondering if it was safe to continue. Dodging car after car, her lap time the best thus far. Emma on her tail now.

The blonde shivered in fear, thunder, lighting, yet Regina continued to move round and round like she was not affected by it at all. Even when the lightning seemed to strike next to her car. Why was that? Emma on the other hand was terrified; in fact she had never been so scared in her life. Still she drove, catching up and passing Regina in a hurry, praying it wouldn't start to rain. Regina trying to get back to pass her when another car bumped her in the side in passing. She cursed, but was soon back on track, going after Emma with all she had, feeling at one with her car, just as much as she did when she was on a horse. Another bump in her side, a rider passing, she groaned. Faster she went and caught up, however not enough to win. Second place. Damn the weather, damn that blonde, damn everything.

Cars parked at their stations to be taken away and riders were going to talk to the press. Regina needed Emma alone and fast so no one would notice their absence. She put her hands on Emma's shoulders letting purple smoke swipe them away. Once the smoke cleared they were in Emma's hotel room and Regina's hands was on her waist. Emma looked around confused saying, "How did you...?"

"Never matter I am in hurry," she said, pushing Emma against her bed, removing her clothes with haste. her own seemed to magically vanish Emma noticed. She didn't care how, seeing the brunette naked on top of her. Riding her as it were, kissing her roughly. Emma had no objections to this or if she had there were no moments to break in as Regina was going wild. Scratching, kissing touching, being all over her at once, without control it would seem. if Emma tried touching her, her hands got pinned down so she couldn't. She kept going until she reached her end point and started to shake hard. Emma dared hold her as she calmed down still shivering lightly. Stroking her she said, "Easy."

"Don't tell me to go easy, you seem to be only playing with me," Regina said with a heavy sigh.

"I may play, but I am not playing you. I have not been with anyone since we were together last," Emma said, blushing.

"We shouldn't be together," Regina whispered adding, "You cost me my focus."

"Me costing you your focus, what about that bloody weather that had to have been you," said Emma in disbelief.

"I may be powerful, but not that powerful. I could not have been controlling the weather while trying to drive and dodging it. And even if i wanted to there is no way I could do it for so long at time," said Regina honestly.

"But you know who did, don't you?" Emma asked her.

"I'm guessing it do be mother, to scare me from racing," said Regina with a heavy sigh.

"Your mother, I never thought her to be anywhere near here," Emma said shocked.

"She wouldn't need to be, that is the scary part," said Regina.

"I was afraid I was going to die out there, you have to talk to her," Emma whispered.

"I feared the same," Regina reached for her phone; it was in the pocket on the suit on the floor. She held Emma close as she dialed the number saying "Were you trying to kill me out there?"

"That was a warning only to keep you from racing," Cora said calmly.

"Send me all you got you will never stop me or anyone else from racing, I will raise to me death if I have to," said Regina in a stubborn tone. Emma had a feeling it was not the first time she was defying her mother.

"Be careful what you wish for dear," said Cora, hearing Henry in the background saying, "You will not kill my mothers."

"Henry, I..." Cora was obviously lost on words.

"No, promise me you won't, grandma," said he in a serious tone.

"I...promise," said Cora, to Henry, more than her daughter.

"Good, you will let them race the right way and leave the weather alone," he sounded very serious, Regina realized. She wasn't sure what her mother reaction to her young boy was, but she said, "I will let you raise, Regina, my little heart. I will not stop watching you, but I will not interfere, I trust you to win next time."

"Oh mother, I love you," Regina whispered, before hanging up, looking into Emma's eyes, tears falling from her own.

"Will she stay off?" Emma wondered.

"Yes, Henry made sure of that," said Regina, adding, "Next victory is mine."

"In your dreams," Emma said, kissing her lovingly. She intended to win every race that season.

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