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When Emma awoke 5 hours later she was somewhat confused about her surroundings, she stretched out her muscles, pausing as her leg brushed against something soft and she flipped around, gaping incredulously at finding herself face to face with her former nemesis.
"Holy shit." Whispered the blonde to herself as memories of last night came flooding back. How on earth had she been bold enough to simply lay down in Regina's bed like it was their bed. And Regina actually let me!? That cider must have been stronger than she realised.
The blonde clambered out of the bed, carefully tucking the covers over the beautiful brunette who was sleeping peacefully, a small smile on her lips. Although the queen had both allowed Emma to stay in her bed and pulled the covers over both of them when the saviour had fallen asleep first; Emma was sure as soon as she woke, sober- she would yell at the blonde for her presumptuous action the night before. Or maybe she wouldn't... Emma mused to herself, remembering the hand holding and the way Regina had opened up to her in a way she never had before.
Emma found her way to the guest room, changing back into the red blouse and jeans from the day before and raked a comb through her wild hair. Satisfied with her appearance, she climbed down the stairs and made her way into the kitchen, staring apprehensively at the coffee machine.
Come on Swan, she shared her bed with you. I'm sure she won't mind sharing her coffee. With that thought, Emma hopped over to the intricate looking machine and began fiddling with the vast array of buttons.
Regina's eyes opened reluctantly as light shone into the bedroom from the window. She sat up slowly, feeling a distinct sense of loss which caused her eyes to dart around the room, looking for whatever she was missing.
"Fuck!" Came a panicked voice from downstairs, and Regina bit her lip as she remembered how she had shared her bed with the blonde woman who was currently cursing in her house for some unknown reason. That damn cider, Regina thought to herself, shaking her head bemusedly as she removed a stray blonde hair from her pillow. She dismissed the voice in her head reminding her that the two glasses of cider she had consumed barely had enough alcohol in them to get her buzzed, let alone inebriated. Rising from the warm bed, she dressed herself in a pantsuit and tied her hair back into a sleek ponytail.
As she appraised her pristine image in the mirror she contemplated what to do about Emma. I'll be cold enough to let her know that what happened yesterday was a fluke and meant nothing. She tightened her resolve as she pulled on her heels, getting into mayor mode as she sauntered down the stairs.
Said resolve shattered as she stepped into the kitchen, coming face to face with a wide-eyed saviour who looked like she was about to throw up.
"Emma what happened?" Demanded the brunette, her heart pounding in her chest as the blonde grimaced and lowered her head, murmuring something unintelligible.
"I'm sorry?" The brunette stepped closer to the blonde questioningly, having not heard a word of Emma's explanation.
"I broke your coffee machine." The blonde uttered the words sadly with an apologetic grimace, indicating the lifeless machine.
"That's... It?" Regina stared at the blonde incredulously, relief soaring through her body and she threw her head back and laughed at the pathetic expression on Emma's face which had quickly morphed into shock.
"You're not mad?" Emma's brow rose to her hairline, staring at the brunette as if she had grown another head.
"It's a coffee machine dear." The brunette smirked and filled the kettle. "I'm the mayor, I'll buy a new one."
"I'll buy it for you." Promised Emma as she sat down at the table and watched the brunette with a small grin.
"I'll hold you to that, sheriff." The brunette winked before carrying a mug of coffee over to the blonde, sitting beside her.
"So about yesterday..." The blonde shifted uncomfortably, turning to face Regina after having drained her coffee.
"Yes, we worked out who cursed you... Well I did. So now we know how to fix this so I can ship you back to your annoying parents and I can get some peace and quiet." Regina interrupted the blonde and starting rambling before Emma could finish her sentence, her anxiety about the direction in which this conversation was headed causing her to lack her usual eloquence.
"Well, yes. So what do we do?" Emma stared off into the distance, green orbs filled with hurt and disappointment which she attempted to conceal behind feigned curiosity.
"We do nothing. You cast this on yourself, you fix it."
"I don't know how, I need your help." Emma gazed imploringly at the older woman, tucking a blonde lock of hair behind her ear.
"You just need to will it to happen Emma." Regina found herself momentarily lost in bright green eyes.
"Close your eyes." Commanded the brunette, moving closer to Emma and taking both of her hands to strengthen the blonde's magic; shuddering as a jolt of electricity ran between them. "Now bring yourself back to Wednesday when you cast this, make yourself feel the same things but this time command your magic, control it and urge it to do what you want it to, which is undo this spell." The blonde squeezed her eyes shut in concentration, listening intently to the mayor's sultry voice. Regina took the opportunity to memorise every detail of Emma's face, the smooth pale skin and round pink cheeks, small straight nose, long blonde lashes that were invisible unless you were close enough, the gentle swell of pale lips that beckoned the brunette, willing her closer and closer...
Emma's eyes snapped open, shock at seeing Regina's face so close to hers causing her to become momentarily mute. The brunette quickly pulled back and flushed. Was she just about to... Kiss me? Emma's eyes widened to comical proportions and she opened her mouth to talk before closing it again before speaking, looking like she was imitating a fish.
"Did you feel the magic?" Regina questioned the blonde softly, while staring at the mug in her hands, suddenly finding the patterns on it captivating.
"I definitely felt it." Answered Emma glumly, desperately wishing she could go back in time and not have opened her eyes at that moment. I have the worst luck. "Does that mean it worked?"
"There's only one way to find out." The brunette stood up after regaining her composure, putting the mugs in the sink and slipping on her black dress coat.
"Wait, where are you going?" The saviour watched Regina confusedly, standing up quickly and following her to the front door.
"Granny's." Answered the brunette, passing Emma her beloved red leather jacket with a chuckle. "Let's see if you're safe for public interaction."
"Great!" The blonde shrugged on her jacket and followed Regina out of the mansion, wondering idly if she could count this as a first date.
"Hey Em." The young waitress smiled as Emma came up to the counter, raising an arched eyebrow as she noticed the woman she had entered with, who was sitting at a table and waiting for the blonde.
"Hey Rubes. Pancakes for us please." The blonde smiled back at her friend, noticing her curious gaze on Regina. "Oh, we've been hanging out." Explained the saviour with a fond smile as she glanced at Regina. "She's been helping me with some stuff, and I think we're actually becoming..."
The feeling of lightheadedness that Emma had become accustomed to suddenly washed over her and her eyes glazed over as she clutched the counter for support.
"Becoming what?" Demanded the brunette waitress, waving her hand in front of the blonde's face. "Hello, Earth to Emma..."
Unfortunately for Granny, she chose that exact moment to step into the diner from the kitchen, smiling fondly at the saviour.
"Good morning Emma." The bespectacled woman stood beside Ruby and began adjusting her apron.
"Granny what turns you on?"
"Young lady!" The older woman's hands flew to her hips, mouth agape as she wondered if she needed a hearing aid. Ruby just froze, her eyes widening considerably.
"What turns you on, sexually?"
"What the fuck Emma?" Ruby recovered enough to question the blonde, completely and utterly baffled.
Grandmother and granddaughter jumped simultaneously and Ruby squealed as a jug of water on the table exploded, drenching all 3 of them in water.
"Granny please just answer."
"What's going on here?" Regina stepped up to the counter after hearing all the commotion, heart sinking as her eyes took in the scene before her. Oh no.
"Emma's asking Granny weird shit and I think she just blew up that jug." Ruby's panicked eyes met the calm dark ones of the mayor who just sighed and turned apologetically to Granny.
"Emma's suffering a magical curse. We thought we fixed it which is why I allowed her out." The brunette shook her head to herself, wondering what went wrong. "Unfortunately she has no control over her questions, and if you don't answer her immediately or truthfully things begin to explode."
As if to reiterate Regina's statement, the clock on the wall of the diner exploded into millions of tiny fragments.
"Well-endowed men, preferably with hairy chests." Granny whispered and she all but ran into the kitchen and out of sight.
"Oh God." Groaned Ruby, covering her face with her hands. Regina simply stared after the elderly woman, trying not to think about the question that Emma must have asked to illicit such a response.
"Rubes what's your favourite food?"
"Steak, rare steak." The waitress had finally removed her hands from her face and grabbed a washcloth to clean up the water.
"Favourite position?"
"Reverse cowgirl." Ruby answered without missing a beat. Regina raised her eyebrow amusedly at that but said nothing, taking a seat at the counter.
"Why are you single when you're gorgeous and most of Storybrooke are pining after you?"
"Aw Em," She grinned toothily at her friend, completely oblivious to the jealousy raging in the eyes of the brunette who was watching their interaction carefully. "I'm a lone wolf." She answered simply, carefully picking up pieces of glass.
Emma turned to the mayor who had a stony expression on her face, eyes flashing dangerously at the blonde.
"Would you guys consider us having a threesome?"
"Hell yeah."
"Absolutely not." Regina scowled at the waitress, who was grinning without a hint of embarrassment in her bright eyes.
"You're such a tight-ass Regina." The brunette waitress rolled her eyes at the mayor who scowled.
"Excuse me? You have no right to talk to me that way Miss Lucas."
"Come on, you're being ridiculous, we're the hottest 3 in Storybrooke."
All three women were too engrossed in their conversation to notice the jingle of the bell indicating a new customer had arrived.
"Regina how comes you let me sleep with you last night?"
A loud squeak of indignation drew everyone in the diner's attention to the woman who had just entered.
"You two... Slept together?" Squawked a shell-shocked Mary Margaret walking to the counter and holding onto it for support as every customer in the diner turned to stare at Emma and Regina.
"It wasn't like that." The brunette snarled at the short-haired woman, resentful of the stares she was getting. She could feel the blush creeping over the back of her neck.
"What was it like then?" Ruby questioned as she smirked knowingly, looking between the two women.
"She woke up in the middle of the night to ask me questions and we were exhausted so fell asleep."
Ruby looked disappointed- Literal sleep, boring. Mary Margaret looked as if she had just recovered from having a panic attack and she exhaled raggedly, releasing the breath she had been holding for the past 2 minutes.
"Regina how comes you let me sleep with you last night?" The blonde repeated the question with more urgency, grabbing Regina's arm.
The mayor flinched at the contact, pulling her arm away harshly. "I was being nice Ms Swan, you had been nice to me and I was shocked at some of the things you told me." Whilst it wasn't the whole truth, it was nonetheless true and Emma snapped out of her daze, looking apologetic and smiling sheepishly at her mother.
"Well Ms Swan, it seems you are still cursed. I did all I could to help you but as usual your stupidity overruled everything." The brunette snarled the words venomously, feeling a need to show everyone that her attitude towards the saviour hadn't changed. There was also a part of her that wanted to make the blonde suffer for the jealousy she had felt when Emma had flirted with the waitress. Well she wasn't really flirting, and it's not like you two are together- the logical side of the mayor reasoned, but the brunette ignored it, grabbing her purse and heading to the door, flinging one last "I'm done with you." At the Saviour before walking out of the diner without a second glance. If she had looked back; she would have seen lime-green orbs staring after her, glossy with unshed tears.
When Regina arrived home she had immediately started to feel guilty. Stepping into the kitchen she stared at the broken coffee machine, memories of Emma's worry this morning coming back to her. She also remembered how much she had laughed; Emma made her laugh more than anyone except perhaps Henry. The brunette wondered where Emma would go once Henry returned to Mary Margaret's from school and she briefly considered going to pick him up; she missed her son desperately. However, the thought of his disappointment once he realised she had just given up on helping Emma changed her mind.
With a growl, she hit the coffee machine with her fist and fled the kitchen, making her way to her study to catch up on mayoral paperwork she had abandoned over the last day to help the saviour.
At 7pm she received a phone call and she pulled out her cell phone, frowning as Mary Margaret's name popped up on her screen.
"Snow. I'm not in the mood for a lecture from you; I don't care if I upset Emma." Regina's brow furrowed at the loud music in the background, making it difficult to understand Snow's response.
"Regina... Drunk. ... Won't listen to me. Keeps asking for you... Rabbit hole." Is all the brunette made out, but it was enough.
"I'll be there." Promised the brunette as she hung up, jumping up and grabbing her coat. Oh Emma, what have you done now?
Coming up: drunk Emma, SQ fluff and perhaps something you've beeen waiting for ;) (No, it's not Granny getting laid.) Please review if you enjoyed!