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Regina wasn't usually one for knocking, so when she abruptly entered the apartment and slammed the door behind herself, it didn't surprise Snow in the least bit; "What are you doing here, Regina?" Snow asked, not bothering to look up at her former step-mother as she chopped some carrots. Regina crossed the room and sat down on a barstool in front of the other brunette, "I need your help." She said after a long silence.
"With what?"
"With Ms Swa-er-Emma." Regina corrected herself which caused Snow to put down the knife and look up at her. Snow studied her sudden shyness before questioning, "Why? What's wrong? And, uh, did you just call her 'Emma? You never call her Emma."
"I will find her, seeing as it is my fault she has left Storybrooke; however, I do need your help in doing so."
"And how will I be of service to you, your Majesty?" Snow sneered at the other woman as she glared into her eyes, "You made it clear a long time ago that you wanted nothing to do with me. Why start trusting me now?"
For the first time since Emma's disappearance, Regina started being herself again and slammed her hands down onto the counter, shooting Snow her infamous death glare; "Listen, you know Ms Swan better than anybody else in Storybrooke. Better than her own son, I might add. You are her mother and you are the only person who could have the slightest clue as to where she might be." Regina paused. "So, you have two options; either willingly tell me what you know or I will force it out of you."
Snow sighed and ran a hand through her short dark hair, averting her eyes away from the Evil Queen's gazed before looking at her again and replying; "Well, she would most likely be doing what any normal person would; seeking comfort from the only place where she can."
"And where would that be?"
"The place where it all began, Regina, where her lonely life took a sudden change."
Regina couldn't believe that she had actually gone to her enemy for help, hell, in a millions years she would never have considered that an option; but when her only love and her child growing inside of her was at risk, she would go to the ends of the earth to find them. Regina had more near-death experiences than anybody should endure, and they weren't something that anybody got used to; it seemed like fate, though, facing death again.
But this time, it was different.
Regina had learned through all of her years that you could run from somebody that you feared, you hated, but when it was the one whom you love that was killing you. Well, it left no options; you couldn't fight them, you couldn't give up on them. That was what Emma was doing to her; she wasn't exactly sure when it happened, or how it happened, but Emma now had a death grip on her heart. And knowing that Emma was now out there alone without Regina by her side felt like Emma was ripping out her heart; it was like death in a nutshell.
It was around one o'clock in the afternoon when Regina finally passed the 'Welcome to Boston' sign, she never thought that she would leave Storybrooke, let alone to find the person that she both loved and hated at the same time. She had to be honest with herself, Emma Swan drove her absolutely mental and she knew from the moment that she began to cut down her prized apple tree did she know that the Saviour was going to be a giant pain in her ass; but at the same time, it was that woman who gave her Henry and was now carrying her unborn child.
She sighed as she continued to drive, going down the busy streets of Boston, at precisely two o'clock she arrived at her destination. She looked up at the rundown apartment building and prayed that Emma would be inside; she was about to get out of her Mercedes when her phone started to ring, "Hello?"
Mom? It's Henry.
"H-Henry, is everything okay? Why are you calling?" Regina started to panic at the sound of her son's voice. "Did something happen?"
No, it's not that. I just wanted to tell you to be careful, and to bring Emma home safely.
"Wait, how did you know?" Regina gasped before it dawned on her, "Snow."
No, grandma didn't tell me; I have always known how you felt about Emma. You two belong together, it's your destiny.
The sound of Regina's heeled boots clacking down the hallway towards the blonde's apartment announced her arrival to everybody on that floor, just relax Regina, she thought to herself as she approached the door and raised her hand. Emma was sitting at the kitchen counter when a knock came at the door; "It's open!" She yelled as she took another sip of the brown liquid in her glass, allowing it to slide smoothly down her throat as she heard the door open and shut.
Emma could hear her guest shuffle around the main entrance for a few moments making Emma roll her eyes; "Listen, if you are her about the yellow bug. I've already sold it."
"You realize it is unsafe to leave your front door unlocked, I could be a burglar coming to rob you." The all too familiar voice came from somewhere beside Emma causing her heart to flutter as memories flooded her memory; She had almost convinced herself to turn around and head back to the apartment when the front door opened to reveal the Mayor who was wearing her dark blue silk housecoat with God knows what underneath.
"You're late." Regina stood in the doorway with her lips pursed and her eyes glaring at the blonde.
Emma, with a smile on her face, pulled out that she was hiding behind her back and handed it to the brunette who raised gratefully took it from her and shot her a questioning look, "What's the occasion?" Regina proceeded to raise an eyebrow and placed her hands on her hips.
"God, Regina, stop it. You know what it does to me when you do that." Emma groaned as Regina forcefully pulled the blonde inside, shutting the door with one of her manicured feet, she pressed her body against the blonde's and pinned her against the wall. Regina grinned, feeling her confidence surge through her body, she knew that there was nothing to be worried about.
Emma wouldn't hurt her.
"What are you doing here, Regina?" Emma asked, not bothering to hide the emotion that was shown when she spoke. Regina could see the hurt, the fear in her eyes as she slowly made her way towards the blonde and sat down on the barstool next to her, not knowing what to say she slowly began to speak; "When my mother made me marry King Leopold, I was absolutely heartbroken. I now realize that it wasn't exactly Snow's fault that Daniel died, my mother manipulated her to get the answers that she desperately craved." Regina sighed as Emma turned to meet her gaze. "I've only ever truly loved one person."
"Daniel."
Regina nodded, "We were going to run away together and get married. But when my mother found out. she ripped his heart out of his chest and killed him while I watched. My mother destroyed the only love that I ever had in my life, or so she thought."
"Regina, why are you telling me this?"
"The reason I am telling you this, Emma, is because it is finally time that I face my true emotions; I have loved you ever since you showed up on my doorstep with Henry all those months ago. I never thought that I was able to love again, Emma, but I was wrong." Regina could feel her emotion continue to build up within her as their eyes met for a long while before Emma closed the gap and kissed Regina. "I love you." Regina whispered against the blonde's lips, Regina frowned when the blonde pulled away.
"I love you too, Regina, I always have." Emma responded, however, Regina could hear the hesitancy in her voice. "But are you sure about this? Us? I mean, how do I know that you'll be committed to this and not dump me out on my ass again?
Regina looked into the blonde's eyes and could see the overwhelming mix of love and fear in them, neither of them had ever been in a serious relationship before, so this was entirely new to them; however, as she continued to take in the blonde before her, Regina knew that there was nothing more in the world that she wanted than the little family that they were creating. "You want commitment? Okay, marry me."
"What? Regina, are you out of your mind?"
"I am not very good at this whole 'bearing your emotions' thing, but three months ago, I loathed you. I used to dream about different ways that I could kill you; then, god knows how, you managed to wiggle yourself into my brain until you were all I could think about at night. When I was at work. And it drove me absolutely mental. But things started to change during the past three months; and I was completely oblivious to it until I was standing alone...In my house...Knowing that you were off doing god knows what." Regina paused. "Now, you could imagine my disappointment when it suddenly came to my attention that the woman I love left town and is carrying my child. Emma Swan, I am asking you to marry me because you are my happy ending."
With fresh tears making their way down her cheeks, Emma closed the gap between them once again, loving the way Regina's lips felt against her own; "Aren't you supposed to get down on your knees or something?" Emma mumbled against the brunette's lips making her smile.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Okay." Emma replied as Regina stood up, lifting the blonde off of her seat, Emma wrapped her legs around Regina and allowed her to carry her into the bedroom.
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