Hi guys! Sorry that it's been a few days. I had a pretty busy weekend and just couldn't find enough time. I think this fic will be coming to an end soon unfortunately, but I'm not sure how many chapters are left. As always, let me know what you think and I hope you enjoy! -hopelesslyhopeful7211

Emma startles as the door unexpectedly opens, "Oh, I didn't expect you back so soon"

Regina quietly sits down on the couch next to Emma and places a carry out box on Emma's lap. Her head sinks in the back of the couch and she closes her eyes.

The blonde places a hand on the other woman's thigh, "I take it that it didn't go well?" she questions.

Regina lets out a heavy sigh, "Not exactly"

Emma pauses. That's strange. I know that she worked really hard to prepare. She opens the container of food. Yum! She takes a fry and pops it into her mouth.

"Do you want to talk about it?" the blonde hesitantly asks while still chewing on the fry.

Regina opens her eyes and turns her head to face the blonde. She blankly states, "There was no interview"

Emma's eyes widen, "What? But your mom…"

Regina interrupts, "She lied"

Seriously? She keeps fucking with us. This has to stop.

"Want to go for a walk?" Emma offers. Maybe it will help clear her head and we can talk about what to do next.

The brunette nods her head in agreement and slowly stands up, "Let me change first"


The two women walk across the field behind their apartment hand in hand. Regina silently thinks of ideas on how to handle the newest invasion in her life by her mother. This is getting out of hand. Did she think that we would hit it off and somehow not notice the obvious lie? This is inexcusable. I think I am just going to ignore her. I don't know how to make this situation right.

Emma leads Regina to a bench the overlooks a lake on the other side of the large field and they take a seat.

They silently watch the water for a few moments. Ducks with their ducklings stomp around close to the water's edge.

Emma speaks up trying to lighten the mood, "You know, I had a dream we were at a place like this once, but it wasn't so innocent," she winks and nudges the brunette.

Regina laughs, "Is that so, dear?"

A smirk remains on the blonde's face, "Yeah, I wished that I didn't have to wake up. But now I'm glad that I did"

Regina leans in and kisses Emma slowly. They break, but their foreheads remain touching, "Well, aren't you charming?"

Emma flashes a bright smile, "Of course I am," she states in a sarcastic tone.

"So what happened?" Emma asks. Time to get serious.

"My mom told this guy at the museum that I was interested in him, but told me that it was an interview. I suppose she thought we would hit it off or something. I don't know"

Emma's eyes almost bulge out of her head. What?

"Was interested? Is that true?" the blonde's tone falls and she holds her breath.

Regina grabs Emma's hand, "No, dear. I only want you. I don't know him and I certainly have never been interested"

BZZ. Regina's phone vibrates interrupting them. She pulls back and removes her phone from her pocket. The screen reads, "Mother".

She sighs and throws her head back in frustration. She's probably wondering how the "interview" went. I'm not even going to read this right now. She shoves the phone back into her pocket.

"Your mom?" Emma asks.

The brunette nods in confirmation.

"I was thinking that maybe we should meet with her together. Tell her how she is making us feel," Emma explains her idea.

Regina nods, "Okay. I think that is best", she adds sternly, "She gets one last chance"

Regina pulls her phone out of her pocket to read the text her mother sent.

"Hello darling, how was your dinner?"

Regina closes her eyes. Oh my god, she really thought that her little scheme was a good idea. That I would just drop Emma and fall into the arms of some man.

Regina types out her reply, "Mother, Emma and I need to meet with you together. Will you have us at your home in a couple of days?" she presses send.

"Thanks for the advice, Emma. I love you," she strokes the blonde's cheek.

"Anytime, babe. I love you too"


"Mother, Emma and I need to meet with you together. Will you have us at your home in a couple of days?"

Cora reads the text from her daughter as she stands in her office. The older woman brings a hand to her head. She rubs her temple in frustration. This apparently did not go as planned. She is still with that girl? Even after having dinner with a nice young man that has a bright future ahead of him. I don't understand. He is perfect for my daughter.

She types out, "Okay, darling," and presses send.

I suppose I will find out what they wish to say to me in a couple of days. She huffs.

An older man bursts into the office causing Cora to jump back.

"Ms. Mills, it is not appropriate to play match maker with staff members. Especially not with our children," Andrew's father sternly yells.

Cora opens her mouth to respond, but is cut off, "And to tell your daughter she had an interview that did not exist? Despicable," the man turns and exits the room before Cora could get a word out. He slams the door on his way out.


The next day Regina sits at her services desk working at the museum. It's so quiet here today. Not very many people. She tries to occupy herself by reading a text book in early preparation for a test coming up this week. The material may not be boring, but reading text books is so dull. She looks up every few sentences.

A figure appears in front of her after looking up for the hundredth time, "Regina!"

The brunette jumps, not expecting anyone to be there. Her shoulders relax, "Andrew"

"I talked to my dad. He told me to tell you that he's sorry for the misunderstanding and to send him your resume so that he can set up a real interview"

"Wow, thank you. I'm looking forward to the opportunity," she states professionally.

The man smiles, "You're welcome"

He turns and walks away.

I can't wait to prove that I deserve to move up around here. Regina smiles to herself.


"Have you heard from Emma lately?" Belle inquires as she and Ruby sit together.

Ruby frowns, "Not much. I see her at work, of course, but not much other than that"

"I wonder if Emma used to feel this way about us," Belle sighs.

Ruby contemplates Belle's concern. Sometimes we didn't always make the time for her. We can get too caught up into each other. Let's change that.

"Maybe we can get them to finally go on that double date with us," Ruby offers.

Belle places a hand on her girlfriend's shoulder, "That sounds fun"

"I miss Emma hanging around," Ruby confesses.

"Me too," Belle pulls Ruby into her.