This chapter was getting slightly too long so I ended it kinda awkwardly. I hope you like it anyway and the next chapter will be up soon! Thanks for your reviews. x

"Emma are you falling in love with me?"

"Define in love."

"…"

"Define falling?"

"..."

"Define are you."

"..."

"Define with me."

"..."

Emma winced but was unsurprised when a pillow exploded on the sofa. She slowly backed away from the brunette who was staring at her; the blonde knew that if she was in control of her facial expression right now, Regina would be giving her the filthiest glare she could muster.

"Define Emma." The blonde muttered the words childishly, biding for the time she knew she couldn't have. Just say it Swan, yes. Yes you are falling in love with her, so hard and fast your heart beats like crazy whenever you think about her.

Emma looked shifty as another pillow exploded and she took a deep breath.

"Define..."

"Ms Swan!"

"Ms Swan again, really?"

"Are you falling in love with me or not?"

"Is this metaphorical?"

"Emma!"

"Emma now hmm?"

"..."

"Sorry, I'll buy you a new TV."

"Emma Swan answer me right now or so help me God."

"..."

"Emma!"

"No!"

"No?"

"..."

"Ouch."

"I'll buy you a new sofa."

"..."

"If it was Opposite Day then no."

"..."

"..."

"Emma."

"Who's Emma? I changed my name to Nancy."

"..."

"That was a joke. Sorry about your last pillow."

"..."

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes I'm fucking falling in love with you Regina." Emma went to collapse onto the sofa with the weight of that confession finally off her chest. Unfortunately, the sofa had recently exploded into a million pieces so she found herself unceremoniously plopping onto the floor a shooting pain spreading through her butt.

"When did you start liking me?"

"I don't know."

"Emma!"

"Okay, okay." Emma scowled softly to herself, knowing she was being stupid and immature but feeling unable to stop herself. She knew the extent of her feelings towards the brunette and knew whilst Regina may feel something for her, it couldn't be half as strong as what Emma felt. I just don't wanna scare her off.

"Well, I knew I was attracted to you the first time I saw you... But you were kinda mean and crazy so... Yeah I was insanely attracted to you but I couldn't fathom liking someone who mistreated my son. I guess when I realised you really do love Henry and everything you did you did to keep him... Well I realised you weren't a terrible person after all." Emma shifted awkwardly, wondering if her explanation was offensive or if it even made any sense.

"How much does your parent's approval mean to you?"

"Very little- I went 28 years without needing it."

"You claim to have liked me for a while, why didn't you just ask me out?"

"'Cos... Well for starters I didn't know if you liked girls. And secondly I thought you hated me... You've been pleasant enough lately but I thought that was just for Henry's sake."

"And how many women have you been with romantically?"

"Well... None really. I've had a few crushes and pecked my friend Lily on the lips a couple times. But that was just silly."

"You've never had relations with a woman?"

"Had... Relations?" Emma cracked up at that for a few moments, before looking up pensively at the brunette. "I've had sex with a woman, yes but it was a one night thing, we weren't together."

"What's your favourite fruit?"

"Passion fruit." Emma answered with a wiggle of her blonde eyebrows.

"What turns you on?"

"Well-endowed men, preferably with hairy chests." Emma threw her head back and cackled wickedly at the memory of Ruby's face when Granny had said that yesterday. However, her mirth was cut short when Henry's Xbox exploded and she bit down hard on her lip, staring at the console guiltily.

"Emma..."

"Sorry."

"So answer!"

"Well for the past year or so just kinda thinking about or staring at you. Especially those damn skirts you wear that show off your legs... And the tight pantsuits that make your butt look amazing... And the shirts that aren't fully buttoned... Oh and the ones that are kinda see-through too!" Emma knew she was embarrassing herself but couldn't seem to think before opening her fat mouth- Swan stop talking immediately for fucks sake.

"How many sexual partners have you had?"

"Oh, you know, a couple."

"..."

"Shit... Well you didn't need that many chairs anyway."

"How many Emma?"

"..."

"..."

"Emma?"

"Six? Maybe seven."

"..."

"Emma Swan!"

"Okay okay okay okay okay." Emma stood up slowly, stretching out the cramped muscle in her leg just to give herself something to do. "To be honest I don't know. I went through a really lonely hard time some years back where I just had a bunch of one night stands, night after night. I was drunk most of the time too so the memories are kinda hazy." Emma turned to the brunette after taking a deep breath, smiling slightly as the glazed look had disappeared from Regina's eyes. Said smile instantly vanished when she noted the fury that had replaced the glazed expression as Regina's dark orbs darted around her destroyed home taking in all the damage. She paused to glower at the squirming blonde who was now staring morosely down at her boots. Oh shit, maybe I should run...

Regina had officially been ignoring Emma for the past hour, and the saviour was feeling sulky and irritable, just wanting to wrap her arms around the woman and have her hold the blonde tightly. She wondered if she should go and apologise again but remembering the rant that she had been subjected to the last time she quickly changed her mind. Regina was so mean sometimes.

"Why did you have to be so difficult?" The brunette had asked tersely when Emma had stammered out an apology an hour ago. "First you pass your stupid curse on to me and then make a mockery out of answering the questions? You knew the score- you knew you would destroy my property if you continued to evade the questions like that. Everyone else had to endure the indignity of answering your crude and pathetic questions-myself included, several times. And you just decided you didn't want to? What gives you the free pass hmm? Because you're the saviour? The White knight? You're as self-righteous as your idiot parents and until you fix my house and undo this spell I refuse to acknowledge your presence. Now get out of my way so I can cook for my son, the only one it seems who didn't inherit your family's moronic genes."

She eyed the front door as she realised that she was no longer cursed and therefore had no more reason to stay inside all day. She grabbed the keys to the bug and pulled on her red leather jacket, unmindful to the fact that it clashed horribly with her outfit. Emma had a beautiful woman to win over.

Regina scowled when she heard the door slam without a word. Typical rudeness from the saviour, she thought bitterly to herself as she placed a few handfuls of new potatoes into a pan of water.

She then sighed as she realised she had nothing left to do to keep herself busy, the chicken and vegetables were in the oven and she had already made desert. The brunette felt miserable and it wasn't really because of the mess in her home, although that was a prominent factor in her misery. Regina knew she had grossly overreacted to Emma's behaviour and now the blonde had left; whatever they had between them was seemingly all over before it had begun. You really are a monster. She thought to herself, leaning dejectedly against the kitchen counter. Once again she had treated the woman she cared about horribly and it was just moments after Emma had confessed to have been falling in love with her.

If the brunette was honest with herself that was the real reason for her outburst. When Emma had said those words Regina felt a pang in her chest, it was something she hadn't felt since Daniel and it scared her. I was terrified we would fall in love and then she would leave me, so I pushed her away instead. And I have the audacity to call her the idiot. Regina shook her head to herself, removing her apron and walking out of the kitchen where she had been holed up for the last hour, surreptitiously avoiding the blonde. A surprised smile lit up her face as she found the room back in its flawless state, every damaged item repaired and back in place. Emma had clearly tapped into her magic and Regina felt a surge of pride followed by a whole lot of longing for the blonde. "I'm sorry Emma." She whispered to herself, taking a seat at the empty dining table.

"Mom?" Henry blinked incredulously up at his blonde mother. "You are wearing a dress... You actually look pretty. Why?" The boy's eyes narrowed in suspicion.

Emma laughed hard, poking her cheeky son in the ribs and purposefully grabbing his hand on the street outside where she had just picked him up from school, hoping to embarrass him in front of his friends for that jab. "Excuse me, I always look nice. This is nothing out of the ordinary."

Emma was of course lying, the tight black dress she was wearing was something very out of the ordinary for her. She had also thrown on a push up bra and the low cut dress showed ample cleavage which she hid behind her long coat for Henry's benefit. She had also curled her hair and each curl was perfectly in place.

"Mom you're lying." Henry replied flatly, staring apprehensively at her heels and then his gaze moving to the red rose in her hand. "Is this... For my mom?" A slow grin broke out on his young face and he started laughing.

"No! It's for myself." Emma scowled at the laughing boy who just laughed harder at the expression on her face.

"You must really like mom, huh?" The boy mused, swinging their joined hands thoughtfully.

"Well... Yes. Also she's kinda mad at me right now."

"Emma what did you do...?" Henry rolled his eyes and gave her a disapproving look, and in that moment he looked so much like his brunette mother Emma couldn't help but grin fondly at him.

"Passed on that curse I had to her." Emma bit her lip gently as they neared Mifflin Street and she began to feel nervous, Regina had seemed very, very angry when she left.

"Idiot." Answered Henry and Emma had to look him over to make sure he wasn't suddenly wearing a pantsuit and prada heels.

"It wasn't my fault..." Emma grumbled, blinking pathetically at the boy. "But you'll have to stay over at your grandparents again." When Henry groaned and kicked a pebble, Emma pulled him into her arms, smushing him into her embrace. "Thanks kid, you're the best. David's coming at 8, so we can eat and watch a movie beforehand anyways."

"Fine. But please hurry up and break this silly curse." Henry ran up to the front door of the mansion, banging on the door.

"Wait, wait." Emma hissed, grabbing the boy's shoulder. "Do I look okay? Is there lipstick on my teeth?"

"Mom you look great." The boy answered and patted his mother's hand comfortingly. Emma beamed; she really had the best son in the world.

Regina opened the door to a blur of excited boy who gave her a quick hug and then ran upstairs to read his new comic. The brunette shook her head, an amused smile on her face as she called "don't leave your shoes on the stairs," after him. She then turned to look apprehensively at the woman who had entered after Henry; Emma had removed her coat and was patiently waiting for Regina's attention.

The brunette's jaw dropped as her eyes locked onto the sight of Emma in that dress. She couldn't stop her dilated orbs from roaming hungrily down the saviour's body, taking in each curve and generous display of smooth skin.

Emma's confidence grew with each lingering gaze upon her body and when Regina remained silent she stepped closer to her, invading her personal space and placing the rose into her hand. "I'm sorry Regina. I was so stupid this morning but I promise to fix this." Her eyes stared into the eyes of the brunette, the sincerity in her green orbs matching her tone. The brunette took a deep breath, quickly composing herself and feeling somewhat embarrassed about her reaction. The blonde was truly intoxicating and it took all her strength not to push her against the wall and kiss her senseless.

"I forgive you. And I'm sorry for being too harsh... Again. You look... Stunning Emma. Truly you're the most beautiful creature I've ever had the good fortune to lay my eyes upon."

The blonde blushed profusely, but couldn't draw her eyes away from the brunette's. The tension in the air was palpable, but this was a good sort of tension, the sort that made both women feel charged and their whole bodies heated.

"Thank you, Regina." The blonde nodded her thanks, reluctantly dragging her gaze away from hers to walk deeper into the mansion, pretending not to notice the brunette's lingering gaze on her butt.

"So..." Emma spun around, smirking as Regina eyes quickly snapped up guiltily from her ass to her face. "Thought about what we're telling Henry?"

"The truth." Answered the brunette simply, sauntering over to the blonde and tucking a stray blonde curl behind her ear. "His mothers are dating."

Henry had taken the news extremely well, Emma wasn't surprised because of his behaviour on the walk home from school; but Regina was surprised and incredibly touched when he stated that all he wanted was for them to be a happy family. Henry was a smart and conscientious boy and wasn't ignorant to the fact that people of the same sex could like one another so that was no issue. The only issue that arose was when he had excitedly asked if they were each other's true loves and Regina had answered "it's still very early days dear." Whilst Emma had just flushed and looked away.

At 8:00pm, David came to the mansion for Henry. The boy was slightly relieved to be leaving as although he enjoyed spending time with his family, the looks his two mothers were frequently exchanging were making him feel more than uncomfortable. They just ate, why are they looking at eachother like they are hungry?

Regina remained in the kitchen after hugging her son goodbye to prevent David provoking the spell. However, the fact that the questions didn't come when Henry and Emma returned home led her to believe that she had a weakened version of Emma's curse. A soft smirk tugged on the corner of her lips as Emma came into the kitchen sporting a bag full of clothes that David had brought for her.

"I'm sorry, but what are those for?"

"These? Well if I'm going to be staying here I'll need a change of clothes." Emma kept her tone light, playing dumb as she stood beside the brunette, slipping her hand into hers.

"Oh really? I was under the impression that now you have passed your curse onto me you could re-join your parents." Regina arched a brow, smiling down at their joined hands.

"And I was under the impression that you needed my assistance with curing yourself." Emma wiggled her eyebrows before pouting thoughtfully. "Hey when I first came here were you really gonna make me sleep in the car?"

"Yep." Regina laughed softly, looking unashamed. "And for good reason, you did climb into my bed that night and annoy me with your questions."

"And you let me sleep there. Next to you. Where I will be sleeping tonight."

"How presumptuous of you Ms Swan." The brunette had slid her arms around Emma's waist and was pulling her body closer to hers, her voice turning sultry. "Now why would I allow you to sleep in my bed when you spent the whole of dinner with your hand on my thigh? I'm concerned for my wellbeing."

"As you should be." Emma pressed her frame against the brunettes, causing her to be trapped between the counter and the blonde, a position which she enjoyed tremendously. "And who are you to talk Mayor Mills? You were practically sitting on my lap during that movie, and don't think I didn't notice you grinding your ass into me either."

"I did no such thing!" Regina denied the allegation vehemently but the mischievous glint in her dark eyes gave her away.

"You're lucky our son was so absorbed in toy story." Emma murmured the words as her hands trailed from the brunette's hips to grab her generous behind, feeling Regina's hips automatically press forwards, melting into hers.

"Kiss me." The brunette husked, her hands tangling into blonde curls.

"So bossy." Emma smirked playfully, but leaned in and pressed her lips against the brunette's, tasting apple cider and the brownies they had eaten for dessert. The saviour had to hold back a moan when Regina tugged her closer and slid her tongue into her willing mouth while grinding her hips in a circular motion into the blonde's.

Looking from a window above

It's like a story of love, can you hear me?

Both women slowly broke apart and exchanged shocked glances at the loud music coming from outside the front door.

"What in the fuck is that?" Emma asked irritably, pissed at being interrupted from a hot make out session for the second time.

"My sentiments exactly... Without the coarse language obviously."

Came back only yesterday

I'm moving farther away, want you near me

"Holy shit! Is that Only You?" Emma gaped at Regina and when a male voice joined in with the song, warbling tunelessly to the lyrics her suspicions were confirmed.

"Is what only who?" Regina rolled her eyes at Emma, sauntering towards the door with a puzzled expression on her face.

"It's... Neal..." Emma explained meekly, chewing on her bottom lip.

All I needed was the love you gave

All I needed for another day

And all I ever knew, only you

"Neal!? What is he doing here?" The brunette snarled the words furiously, fire burning in her eyes.

"Umm serenading me?" Emma looked sheepish and she flinched when the door was flung open violently by the brunette who came face to face with the man standing outside her front door, holding his cellphone in one hand and a speaker blaring music in the other.

"Mr Cassidy what is the meaning of this?" Regina's voice had a dangerous undertone to it which Neal being Neal, failed to observe.

"Hey Regina! Is Emma here?" The man had a goofy grin on his face as he waved at the brunette, blissfully unaware of her anger or her developing relationship with the woman he was trying to impress.

Sometimes when I think of her name

When it's only a game and I need you

Emma came and stood beside Regina at the door, wincing at the volume of the music. "Please turn that off Neal." She called over the noise, frowning at him.

Neal turned off the music and turned to Emma, goofy grin still in place. "It's our song, Em. Remember?"

"Yes, of course. But why are you here playing it?" The blonde raised a questioning brow at him, she was sure she had been clear to him that there was nothing between them anymore.

"Your mom came to me and told me everything. God you look so beautiful Emma..."

Emma felt the brunette stiffen beside her and she placed a comforting hand on her arm.

"Erm, thank you. Now what exactly did my mom tell you?"

"About how you were still in love with me and all I needed to do was show you how much I still love you too and we can be together."

"That bitch!" Snarled Regina, causing Emma and Neal to jump in surprise. "She is making a mockery of all of us!"

"Nope, I don't think she said anything about you Regina, this is about me and Emma." He enunciated each word slowly, thinking Regina must be confused. "This has nothing to do with you."

Regina's faced glowered with unadulterated fury and Neal took a step back as he noticed for the first time the dangerous fire in her eyes.

"You think the fact that Snow White is trying to sabotage my relationship and set you up with my girlfriend has nothing to do with me Mr Cassidy?"

"Your... What?"

"I'm your girlfriend?"

Regina blanched as she realised a second too late what she had just said.

Oh God- she thought to herself, freezing in place.