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They're not making an appearance in this chapter but they're not gone, of course.
This chapter revolves around Emma, Regina and Henry as you'll read in
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CHAPTER 13
Emma's face is flushed entirely red and her crimson flaked chest is heaving wildly. Signs of both physical exhaustion and pure unadulterated panic.
It's actually rather comical her next words are
"There's no need to panic though... I mean… I'm sure we can fix this..." Emma cutely curls up her nose.
"I mean... Not this ... Obviously" She awkwardly hints at the wrecked piece of sticky latex in her hand
"But the situation" and shakes her head a little, slowly from side to side trying to think of ways in which she can reassure her girlfriend it'll be fine.
She swallows thickly and clears her throat, then nervously gets up and goes to throw away the broken condom and to clean off her hands.
"Emma..." Regina sighs hoarsely. She somewhat protectively closes her legs and clenches the muscles of her pussy,
but Emma's far too caught up in trying to think of a stupid "solution" to notice.
"We should get you up..." Emma turns back towards her girlfriend, puts on a brave face and decidedly tells her.
"We can walk around a bit... most of if will just run out, right? And euhm I can go get you a morning after pill... Yeah... It'll be fine."
She sighs softly and looks up into brown eyes, offering the brunette a smile she hopes will be calming.
The look of slight amusement she's offered is not what she'd expected though and Regina can't help but chuckle softly.
"Emma, darling, it's okay... I'm sure none of that will be necessary."
She narrows her eyes a bit and leans forward towards the blonde hoping it'll be enough for Emma to stop pushing for them to "fix" this.
"It won't?" Emma hesitantly asks, her face still crimson as she's looking seriously nervous.
What does Regina even mean by that?
"I just had my period a couple of days ago...trust me I know my cycle very well... and... these are my least fertile few days of the month...
So unless you have some kind of super sperm... or I don't know...you dumped gallons of it in me...-not that it works like that, don't worry... I know..."
Her soft laughter fills and warms the room.
It is true… these are her least fertile few days… But Regina guiltily realizes that she would have told Emma just the same if they hadn't been as well.
She doesn't like herself for it, at all. She wishes she could just talk freely about the subject with the blonde.
Just tell her it's okay because… wouldn't it just be amazing if Emma had so easily gotten her pregnant? The brunette can feel her heart racing fast.
None of it matters though… it's not like that actually happened…
Years ago, when she wasn't nearing the big four-O yet and she went in to be inseminated
which resulted in her getting pregnant of Henry she'd made sure all of the circumstances were ideal…
So her body would be the perfect environment for life to grow…
Right now… she hadn't prepared her body at all, and most importantly probably doesn't even have an egg ready.
So yeah… as guilty as she feels about not being able to talk to Emma about it… it's not like it matters anyway…
Regardless of the fact that given the chance… she would have lied… she hadn't because she's almost certain it's true.
"I'm sure you won't have gotten me pregnant."
Regina finishes quietly shaking her head from side to side.
"Oh." Is all the girl says then, staring blankly back at her.
A weird feeling settles in... Could what she thought had been fear before been some sort of excitement instead
and could the reassurance she should be feeling right now actually be slight disappointment? It cannot be, right? That's absolutely ridiculous.
The worry lines on her forehead must show because it triggers Regina to reach out and stroke her fingers across Emma's stressed expression.
"Relax, okay?" Comes the older woman's soothing whisper.
"I'm sorry." Emma breathes out.
"Don't be. Please don't be..."
Regina sits up completely now and pulls Emma into her arms, back on top of her into an embrace she hopes Emma needs just as badly as she does.
She does.
"What if I have super sperm?" Emma suddenly asks against Regina's slowly heaving chest. The silky skin so soft against her own dry lips.
Regina's breath hitches as Emma's question fills her with hope, as unlikely as it is.
Then I guess you and I are meant to have a baby together.
Is the first and most prominent thought coming and staying in Regina's mind.
But there's no way that she can say that...
"Then we'll deal with it then." She tells her girlfriend instead.
"Regina?" Emma speaks up again a couple of minutes later. The room is filled with a silence neither tense nor soothing...
It's a very present silence but one both seem to need as their minds are crowded with unprocessed thoughts.
"Yes?" The older woman hums sweetly.
"I'm not your donor though." Emma says with a tone that Regina thinks might sound a little sad... Or maybe just very tired or...
Maybe emotionless. Or maybe she's reading into things.
"I know." She tries to copy the tone not wanting for Emma to detect her own true feelings on the matter.
"Stop worrying, please?" She then softly asks.
"Yeah." Emma moves her head up a bit so she can look into Regina's eyes again. Her lips turn up into a cute smile, able to melt Regina's heart any day.
"Can we just enjoy the fact that we just had amazing sex?" The woman's wavering voice tenderly offers.
"We did, didn't we?" Emma's smile widens so beautifully it sends Regina's heart reeling.
"I never came so long and so hard in my entire life." Regina easily shares... The admission pure music to the blonde's red stained ears.
"You were beautiful. Are beautiful…" Emma truthfully tells her with eyes so big Regina finds herself quickly drowning.
"but when, Regina when you're letting go like that... God it's the most breathtaking sight. Ever."
She studies the dark haired woman's face so closely as to not miss any details... God this woman's precious.
"You make me feel so good." Regina nods meekly and stares so openly at Emma's angelic face.
"You make me feel so alive." Emma's breath hitches when she tells her girlfriend. As if that particular breath was so loaded with life...
It's almost too much to handle... But it just so happens to be what happens to the air around them when their chemistry takes place.
Regina's arms tighten their grip on Emma's soft, warm, spent body. Their skins melt together.
Both getting impossibly comfortable in the other's embrace.
"Emma..." Regina softly whispers… so softly she's barely interrupting the buzz of the silence around them.
"Yeah?" Emma quietly yawns, only drooling a little onto her girlfriend's left shoulder.
Regina smirks affectionately... And even though there's more then one thing she wishes she could talk about right now.
I love you so much
Be our family
Let's make a baby
There's no way she's willing to sacrifice this perfect moment
"Goodnight sweetheart."
"Night baby." Emma murmurs half asleep already.
It takes Regina a little longer to fall in dreams...
Before she dozes off all she can think of is...
What if you have super sperm?
When she finally finds sleep, she's wearing a smile that'll keep the both of them warm. All through the night.
Emma's the first in the house to wake up. It's Saturday, early Saturday and she isn't supposed to start to work for another three hours but these days...
Emma doesn't mind being up. It's nice laying here... So nice...
In the calm of Regina's bedroom...
Nothing other than the brunette's soft breathing can be heard.
Emma inhales deeply and feels nothing but warmth and love fill her entire being as the amazing scent of Regina Mills is filling her nostrils.
She smells of apples, fresh sheets, sweet sweat and sex.
Emma feels herself blushing and smirks, feeling utterly accomplished.
I did that.
She inwardly chuckles before slowly entangling her limbs from her girlfriend's...
She's positively parched and could use a glass of lemon water she's sure Regina has a cool tumbler of in the fridge, just waiting to be downed.
The blonde quietly dresses in last night's clothes and silently thinks of how convenient it would be to have her own wardrobe here...
The thought makes her blush as she looks back at the bed her Regina is splayed out upon,
pouting cutely and with so much adoration her heartbeat is now definitely louder than her lover's soft snoring.
She inhales slowly and looks down before tying up her hair and leaving the warm room.
Looking around Regina's luxurious kitchen, Emma notices how the space is entirely spotless. Of course it is.
She'd just cleaned it the other day... Just like the rest of the house...
It's pretty insane she's supposed to clean it again in just a couple of hours... But well, it's what she's payed to do.
Perhaps she should strike up a conversation about it with her boss... girlfriend...
The idea of not being around Regina and Henry anymore as much as she is does make her feel pretty nauseous
and so she decides to just dismiss the thought for now.
Today is a good day.
Emma's humming softly as she makes her way to the downstairs toilet.
Spotless toilet.
She momentarily halts her humming and decides that she should have that talk about her work with Regina... as much as she dreads it... It's only fair.
Right now, the woman's just wasting money on her and it just doesn't feel right.
The fact that she's so deep in thoughts and visually focusing on the perfect line her pee makes into the toilet,
causes for Emma to be entirely oblivious to the bathroom door that's opening to her right.
When she turns her head in confusion, slightly startled to see anyone really, it's as if everything happens in slow motion.
Especially when her big green eyes lock onto Henry's gaping expression.
"Emma?" her own eyes go wide in shock as the boy speaks out in confusion.
She gasps, is completely speechless, looks down at herself, then back at Henry and then instantly stops peeing.
To say she's horrified is a huge understatement.
"Kid!" She exclaims, trying to sound open and not totally freaked out but who is she kidding? She's panicking and Henry's already stormed off.
She wants to call out for him... For him not to freak out and just ask anything he wants to know...
But she can't... Emma slams her lips shut, afraid of saying anything wrong and groans painfully.
She zips up her pants quickly and just briefly washes her hands before returning to Regina.
"I…." The girl breathes out... already on the fucking verge of crying.
"Emma what's wrong?"
Regina sits up, still entirely naked but seeing as she's got nothing to hide... she just opens her arms and motions for Emma to fill her embrace.
The girl just grimaces and shakes her head apologetically... She can't go and fall into Regina's arms after scarring the light of that woman's life like that...
"Something horrible just happened." She nervously utters, sighs and worries her lower lip.
"What happened? Is Henry okay?" Regina is already getting up from the bed and grabbing her nightgown as Emma nervously paces the room.
"I don't know… he saw me." She breathes out fast but loud and clear... Regina has the right to know the truth about what happened.
"What do you mean?" The woman halts all movement and looks at Emma.
Nightgown hanging loose around her body and the look on her face a questioning one.
"Peeing standing up…. He saw me and he ran off to his room."
Emma further elaborates... Her tone monotone and her gaze directed at the carpeted floor.
It's silent then until the older woman starts to move and Emma feels a pull on her left wrist.
"Oh darling." It's Regina, willing her into her arms... The woman snuggles her nose into the crack of the blonde's neck and softly kisses her there.
"I'm sorry Regina… I honestly… I really didn't want for him to see that… I should have made sure I locked the door… I was so stupid."
And even though it seems like Regina isn't upset at all... Emma can't help but still feel nervous...
"Listen baby, it'll be fine. I'll talk to him." The brunette then takes Emma's beautiful face between her hands and tells her decidedly.
"He must be so freaked out." Emma whispers while leaning into her girlfriend's tender touch.
"I'm sure it'll be fine." Regina shakes her head and smiles so fucking beautifully Emma can't help but smile along.
That is until she realizes something and furrows her brow in worry again.
"What if he doesn't want to see me anymore?"
"Why wouldn't he want to see you?"
Regina curls up her nose... Seemingly entirely unable to comprehend what Emma's trying to say.
"Because he's scared?" The girl offers, so very petrified herself.
"Emma, baby… he's a smart, free- spirited open minded child. I raised him well, if I say so myself."
The older woman sweetly chuckles and softly scratches the back of her girlfriend's neck.
"He won't be scared. It won't change anything. I'll just have a talk with him, okay?"
"Okay." Emma nods meekly but is really grateful that her girlfriend is able to stay so calm when she clearly can't.
"Will you call me?" Emma looks hopeful into Regina's big dark eyes.
"You're leaving?" Which she now slightly narrows in clear disappointment
And it makes Emma both sad and happy.
Disappointment is not an expression she want for there to ever be on that gorgeous face of Regina Mills...
but for it to be there merely because of the simple fact that she's not staying around right at this moment… It's a crazy thing...
How can Regina Mills feel so strongly for someone like her... for her.
"Yeah, I want to give him some time… I don't think I should be around today... you know.
I don't want him to feel uncomfortable or pressured to talk to me or whatever..." She offers the woman a small smile that Regina instantly detects as fake.
"Oh baby." She tilts her head and squeezes Emma's sweaty palm.
"It's fine, just call me, okay? Maybe I can come back tonight or something... I don't know. Depending on how Hen feels."
Emma sighs and shakes her head, getting ready to leave.
"Of course. Don't worry, okay? It'll be fine. I can't wait till you're back."
Regina truthfully tells her.
"Thank you. Me neither."
"Don't worry." The brunette emphasizes ones more… worrying herself it's all for naught anyway because Emma's a complete nerve wreck.
"I won't…" The blonde lies and pouts her lips before murmuring "too much."
"Sure."
The moment Regina hears the front door fall in it's lock, the lock Emma fixed,
she walks to her drawer, pulls out some comfortable home-wear she puts on and exits her bedroom in search of a certain little boy.
"Henry?" She sweetly calls out in the hallway.
"Hen, sweetheart are you in your bedroom?" She knocks once before pushing his door open.
"Good morning mister Mills, did you sleep well?"
Regina smiles warmly while approaching the brown haired kid that's hunched over a piece of paper, crayon in hand.
"Uhu." He nods his little head and quickly kisses his mother, keeping his eyes trained on his work and getting right back at it.
Orange and yellow lines are drawn across a dark blue sky.
A bright red rocket ship shooting through it and Regina watches as her son concentrates on what to add next.
"Sweetheart." She suddenly interrupts. Gently taking his chin between her fingers and turning his attention to her.
"Look at me baby."
When he finally faces his mother Henry's eyes are cast down and he sucks in his lower lip.
"I'm sorry that I didn't knock." Comes his quiet mumble.
"What's that, baby?" Regina furrows her brow slightly.
"I didn't knock and Emma was in the bathroom." He says and looks up at his mother with big guilty eyes.
"Well, you're right you should have knocked. But you're not used to having to knock at home, are you?"
She so sweetly smiles at him. Running her left hand through the side of his messy bed hair.
He smiles a little too and nods his head agreeingly.
"So we'll just have to get used to that, right?"
Another nod and he then looks down at his little hands.
"How come you're so quiet, sweetheart?" By now Regina's kneeling down next to Henry's chair so she's at eyes-height with her son.
The hand stroking his hair has moved to lay atop his fumbling hands resting in his flannel pajama clad lap.
"Is Emma a boy?" He then shyly asks his mother.
Regina smiles sympathetic, tilts her head and inhales slowly.
"What makes you say that, baby?"
"I saw…" and then he seems to have some difficulty with putting what he saw into words.
"You saw her use the bathroom." So Regina helps him sweetly.
The boy hesitantly looks up and nods in confirmation.
"Henry sweetheart, I know that what you saw is confusing. But it doesn't change the fact that Emma is a girl… a woman."
His big eyes are wide in question as he silently regards his mother.
"Can you tell me the biggest difference between a girl's and a boy's body?"
She gently enquires, Giving his fingers a very light, motherly squeeze.
"Their private bits?" He questioningly suggests causing for Regina to break out into a big smile.
"That's right, and while that's true… that's not what makes a boy a boy and a girl a girl."
The woman carefully explains him.
Although Henry's clearly confused now.
His little scrunched up face is absolutely adorable and the woman can't help but chuckle at the display of cuteness.
"Like in Emma's case… she's clearly a girl isn't she?" She continues to tell him and Henry nods.
"But… she has private bits that you'd think only boys have."
Henry nods again.
"That just makes her special, don't you think?" A beautiful dark eyebrow is arched as she closed mouthedly smiles wide-eyed at her son, awaiting his reaction.
The boy who seems to think first and then quickly realizes his mom is absolutely right, pipes up and nods his full agreement.
"It does!" He grins at his mother who breathes relieved and content to have been right in believing her son would be as open-minded as she'd expected he'd be.
"Is there anything else you don't understand, darling?" She then asks him. This household being an open one.
"I have a question." He pouts in seemingly deep thought and breathes in a slow, long breath while squaring his little shoulders.
"Hey." Emma enters the loft and gives Regina a small kiss on the lips.
The brunette had called her earlier, confirming what she'd known and Emma desperately hoped – Henry is not traumatized at all-
telling the blonde to come over and spend time with them.
The girl'd still been a bit apprehensive and told Regina she'd come over in the afternoon but that she needed some time to calm down first,
not wanting to freak out Henry further than she still kind of believed she already had.
In the meantime, Ruby and her had talked.
Mostly about Emma, because she often seems to be the one with issues.
Her long legged friend ever the happy one in tune with everything around her. Emma's got a lot to learn from her and her way of living.
Though in the relationship department… Ruby still can learn a thing or two about Emma's way of loving.
Emma Swan loves intense… She might not entirely realize it… but she does.
Regina for instance.
"Hi Darling." The brunette wraps her arms around Emma's waist and gives her a big, warm hug.
"Is he alright?" Emma quietly asks. Her body and facial expression entirely tense with concern.
"Of course he is, dear. I told you he would be."
"I still get to be his Emma?" the blonde stares deeply into her eyes and smiles cutely and hopeful.
"His one and only Emma." Regina grins wide back at her before adding "he was afraid you were mad at him for not knocking though."
"What?" Emma's queue to softly snort and giggle. She shakes her head and narrows her eyes comically.
"I told him you weren't… it took some convincing but he soon moved on to his next thought."
Regina gently tells her girlfriend, already kind of bracing herself for what's to come.
"His next thought?" The blonde tilts her head in curious interest.
"He has a serious question for you." Regina nods, an almost entirely serious expression on her face apart from the cute smile tugging at her lips.
"What question?" Emma chuckles airy and scans Regina's face for more information.
"Henry, sweetheart… Emma's here!" Regina smiles wide, without averting her eyes from her girlfriend's face and calls for her little boy.
Small, stomping feet storm down the stairs.
"Hey kid!" Emma smiles wide, though a little nervously, hoping for the boy to not look at her differently, mentally preparing for disappointment.
Disappointment that doesn't come.
Without hesitating Henry takes the blonde's hand in his and pulls her towards the couch.
Emma bites her lip and inhales and exhales slowly, immediately feeling relief wash over her.
"Your mom tells me you have a serious question for me."
She tilts her head and encourages him to ask her whatever he wants.
Henry momentarily turns around while remaining seated closely by Emma's side
and looks at his mom who's regarding the both of them with eyes filled with what Emma registers as happiness and it warms her entirely.
"What? You need me to leave?" The dark haired beauty chuckles amused while smiling at her little boy.
Henry pouts his lips a little shyly before nodding at his mommy.
Regina too nods her understanding and walks towards the kitchen to get Emma something to drink while her little prince asks her his big boy question.
By now, Emma's becoming at least a little nervous. What could possibly be so serious that Regina can't even be there while the boy asks his question?
He looks at her and puts on a straight very serious face,
fills his little lungs with big gulps of air and courage and then tells the blonde in a clipped tone
"I want to stand up and pee too."
So, Emma has no idea what she was expecting for him to say… but this certainly wasn't it. She narrows her eyes and shakes her head in confusion.
Soon enough a smile takes over her pale features as she asks him "You've never peed while standing up?"
Henry instantly curls up his nose in embarrassment and shakes his head from side to side.
"Hey… I didn't mean it like that… it's nothing too be ashamed of. It's never too late to start peeing while standing up."
She chuckles and softly squeezes his shoulder, feeling him relax and lose his shyness.
"No one's ever showed me and mommy wants me to sit down."
"Well, your mom is right. If you're not sure how to do it right then it's best to sit down so you don't pee all over the toilet seat."
She tells him and he giggles.
He nods his understanding and then smiles brightly.
"But you can teach me, right?"
It's incredible really… but Emma hadn't seen this coming… she hadn't expected for Henry to ask her this. What is she supposed to say?
Would it be okay for her to teach him? Is he comfortable enough with her for such a thing… it surely seems so. His eyes are so full of hope and excitement.
Emma's big green eyes quickly travel from his to his mother's who, by now, seems to be standing not that far behind Henry.
The woman gives Emma a quick nod and a sweet, soft smile.
"I… of course I can teach you." The girl blushingly tells the little boy in front of her.
"Yes!" He jumps up from his place and throws his little fist in the air.
There's no hesitation whatsoever when he gets up and starts to walk away.
He then suddenly turns around "Aren't you coming?" and shakes his head.
Emma's a little speechless at first and looks back at Regina who actually seems to be having a hard time keeping herself from laughing.
"Now?!" The girl croaks in surprise.
"Pleaaaaaase?" The little boy pleadingly pouts.
Emma on her turn chuckles and shakes her head then looks up at him and nods before smiling wide.
She gets up, looks one last time at Regina who winks cutely at her.
"Come on. Let's do this."
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