Love, Fate And Magic
Chapter 13- Nice Try
Emma stumbled into the station, her body shaking from exhaustion and emotions due to her most recent encounter with Regina. The blonde couldn't rid the look of Regina's face from her mind. The utter fear that had been displayed by the mayor, how she had begged Emma not run. It all felt so familiar, the words and the emotions all trying to claw their way back to the surface, desperate for Emma to remember them once more.
The sheriff leant against the wall, blood ponding in her ears. After leaving the office, Emma had run all the way back to the station, her mind exploding with too many thoughts all the way back.
She had done this all before, she had seen the looks Regina gave her before. They were the same looks she had always given her, the same desperate pleas for her to stay… It had started that way, all the begging for them to work it out, for them to rebuild what had been broken.
Emma laughed bitterly as she thought of her past, how she had promised to never hurt Emma, to love and care for her. The blonde had been sucked in, glimpsed a good life, a stable life.
She had been weak then, young and naïve, never able to see a trap when it was in front of her. Unable to see the monster behind the mask.
It was years ago now, but yet Emma bore the scars like she had only gotten them. They still felt so fresh. But was Regina the same?
"Emma?" A voice called from the back of the station, ripping the blonde from her painful thoughts. Emma pushed away from the wall, and walked towards the voice, schooling her features as to not alert anyone to the storm raging inside.
"Hey." She mumbled, avoiding eye contact with Morgan, who was frowning at her from the opposite side of the room.
"Where have you been? I thought you were only popping out for a bear claw." He asked concern laced into his voice.
"I had a run in with someone." Emma said dismissively, heading towards her office. The blonde grunted when she bumped into Morgan's chest as he body blocked her from the office.
"Who?" The blonde kept her eyes down, knowing she would break if she looked at Morgan's face.
"I don't want to talk about it." Emma said coldly, but Morgan didn't back down.
"Well you're going to." He said pointedly, placing his hands on his hips. "Spill."
"I…" The sheriff trailed off, unsure of how to explain her encounter with Regina. It had been too much, that was obvious, but Emma couldn't get past how strange it all felt. Being intimate with people wasn't an issue for the blonde, it never had been before. She thought back to the many late night hook ups at dodgy bars she came across when working on a case. No, being with someone wasn't the issue, unless that someone was Regina.
Emma shook her head, unable to find the words to explain how she felt. She was never able to explain how she felt. It was almost like she was cut off from her emotions. The blonde slumped forwards onto Morgan's chest, her body feeling limp and defeated.
"Hey, it's okay." He said gently, wrapping his arms around her securely. Emma accepted the hug graciously, returning it tightly as she tried to convey how she felt.
"It was just too much." The sheriff mumbled into Morgan's chest.
"What do you mean?"
"Regina. She wouldn't more, but I wasn't ready and yet she kept pushing." Morgan pulled away, looking at Emma closely, his eyes scanning her face for something.
"Did she hurt you." He hissed, cupping her cheek to hold her face still while he continued to inspect it.
"No it's not like that-"
"What did she say to you?" Morgan asked, releasing her face and stepping back, Emma noted how his body seemed to be locking up, as if preparing for a fight.
"Morgan it's nothing, she just seemed distressed that's all." The blonde explained, but the younger guy shook his head, pushing past her and grabbing his jacket.
"That's no excuse to try and push you into something you aren't ready for!" He snapped, yanking on his jacket roughly, missing the arm hole several times.
"It was just kissing and she stopped! It's nothing that serious." Emma tried to calm Morgan down but he continued to ignore her.
"I don't care! She thinks she can get whatever she wants by bullying people into it!" He retorted, finally pulling on his jacket. "I told you I would get involved if I had to, and now I have to! I'm not going to let her push you around."
"Morgan would you just listen to me!" Emma yelled, but the deputy was already charging out of the station, slamming the door as he did.
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Regina paced up and down her office, her phone clutched in her hand. No word had come from Emma, and the brunette had begun to panic, fearing the blonde may have run off.
A loud crash startled the mayor and she spun around to see Morgan storming into her office, a livid expression on his face.
"What gives you the right to demand things from anyone!?" He yelled, advancing on her. "What makes you think you can get whatever you want without any consequences!?"
"Mr Scott how dare you storm in here and speak to me in such a way!" Regina snapped, glaring at the deputy who shot daggers back at her.
"How dare you think you can push Emma into something she clearly isn't ready for!"
"What are you talking about?" the mayor felt her heart rate quicken dramatically.
"You know! And it's wrong Regina." Morgan spat, clenching and unclenching his fists.
"I suggest you leave this instant before things get very nasty." Regina warned, but younger man merely sneered at her.
"What are you going to do, huh?"
"Crush you like the disposable bug you are! I tolerate you because it is clear Emma is very fond of you, but if you continue like this I will put a stop to you, by any means necessary!" Regina threatened and Morgan backed up a bit.
"I don't know what she sees in you, but whatever it is I hope it's worth all this trouble." He growled. "You don't deserve her! And you'll lose her if you keep pushing." Morgan said, turning to leave the office.
"I won't forget this Mr Scott!"
"Good." He yelled, throwing the doors open and disappearing off, Regina charging after him, grabbing the doors and throwing them shut with all her strength.
The mayor rested her head against the doors, her palms flat against the glass. Her body shook with rage as she pushed her self away; turning to grasp the first object she could, throwing it across the room. Nothing was going to plan, she had pushed Emma to far again, just like the last time.
"Please give me another chance, I'm not just the Evil Queen."
"I'm not ready yet."
Regina sunk into her chair, wrapping her arms around her tightly, Emma's pained voice in her head. They had done this before, she pushed Emma away before like this, made her run. The mayor raked her fingers through her hair, twisting the ring on her finger out of habit. She had tried to wait, tried to be patient with the princess but of course things got out of hand.
The brunette pulled her legs up on to the chair, and buried her face in them, silent tears falling down her face. She had tried to be good and play by the rules, but good wasn't who she was. She needed Emma, more than she ever had in her life.
Regina pulled her head up, glaring at the door. It was time to take action, time to get her princess back.
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Emma sat in a heap on the sofa, her eyes unfocused on the window, watching the rain fall outside. After Morgan had returned to the station and informed her about what he had done, the sheriff had returned home, not wishing to deal with Morgan or Regina for the rest of the day.
The blonde had taken a long walk home, trying in vain to expel the mayor from her mind, and to focus on something else, but found it impossible to do.
Emma groaned loudly as she continued to stare out of the window. It was dark now; the cloudy sky hid the moon from view, making the sky look empty. The blonde wondered what Regina was doing, wishing to know what was going on in the brunette's head earlier that day.
Admittedly, running off hadn't been the best idea but the blonde wasn't sure what else to do. Running was her natural go to when stuff became rocky for her, she'd always done it.
"Rough day?" A voice asked gently next to her, and Emma turned to see Mary Margaret hovering over her, two mugs in her hand.
"Very." Emma grumbled, taking the mug from the teacher. "Thank you." The blonde moaned as the warm liquid slipped down her throat.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Mary Margaret asked, sitting down next to Emma, pulling the blanket from the blonde, which lay on Emma legs, and wrapping herself in it.
"I'm not sure how to explain." The sheriff confessed, taking a long sip from the mug.
"Why don't you start with what's bothering you?" The brunette suggested.
"Regina want's a more…physical relationship from me and I don't even know how to have a relationship with someone." Emma said honestly, not looking at Mary Margaret.
"Have you ever had a serious relationship before?"
"Yes, one." The blonde admitted, closing her eyes as she remembered the relationship.
"What happened? Did it end badly?" Mary Margaret asked and Emma nodded slowly.
"I-" The blonde tried to speak but stopped, trying to find the right words.
"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it." The brunette said gently, but Emma shook her head.
"Not long after my car crash, I went to jail." She began, not looking at the brunette. "During my time there I found out I was pregnant with Henry."
"You had Henry in jail?"
"Yes."
"Is that why you gave him away?"
"It was one the reasons why." Emma said honestly. "But I couldn't be a mother, not when I had him, that was clear."
"I'm sorry."
"No, he was better off with Regina. I couldn't have given him what he deserved." Emma waved off Mary Margaret's sympathy. "But I was in there for a little while longer after I had Henry, during which I met this woman."
"Was she an inmate too?" The brunette asked.
"No, she was one of these rich types who visits prisons and meets inmates." Emma explained. "I guess it was obvious to say to she took a liking to me, so much so, she took me in when I got out."
"You went to live with her?"
"For several months, yes."
"Were you together…?"
"Yes, we had a relationship for a while…" Emma said slowly, chancing a glance at Mary Margaret. "But after a while it became rather one sided."
"What do you mean?" the brunette asked.
"She was a powerful woman, who liked to have control, especially over the things she deemed to be hers. She became paranoid and possessive of me, to the point where I barley left the house unless I was with her." Emma said bitterly, remembering the last few weeks of the relationship.
"That sounds quite a lot like-"
"Regina?" Emma finished.
"Yes."
"They're similar I'll admit."
"And you're afraid it'll be the same."
"Towards the end of the relationship, she was just plain crazy and I had to get away. So I ran, in the middle of the night with nothing but myself and the keys to my bug."
"Have you seen her since?"
"No." Emma shook her head. "I'm not an easy person to keep track of."
"What was her name?" Mary Margaret asked curiously.
"Angelique." The blonde said bitterly. "Her name was Angelique."
"I know Regina has her flaws, but do you truly believe she will be the same?"
"I don't know." Emma said. "I hope not."
"Do you love her?" Mary Margaret asked tentatively.
"I could do." The brunette smiled at Emma. "I've never felt like this before, I've never been able to feel my emotions before."
"So what are you going to do?"
"You regret the things you don't do more than the things you do, yes?" Mary Margaret nodded. "Let's hope this is the right thing to do then."
"You're really going to do this?" The brunette asked excitedly. "Do the do?"
"Not if you put it like that." Emma grinned, pushing the teacher slightly.
"Well then go! If you being with Regina will heal that stone heart of hers then I'm am truly your biggest supporter."
"Okay I'm going." Emma stood from the sofa, Mary Margaret close behind as the blonde grabbed her jacket and keys, pulling it on as the teacher hopped around excitedly.
"You have to promise to tell me all about it okay?" The brunette asked and Emma chuckled.
"Okay, I- ahh." Emma winced as a sudden pain shot through, stemming from her heart through the rest of her body.
"Emma? Are you okay?" Mary Margaret asked, rushing forward.
"Yeah I'm fine." The blonde said, frowning as she rubbed her chest, the pain had gone almost instantly. "I must have just strained something." Emma shrugged, turning to leave.
"Alright if you're sure." The teacher said, concern in her voice as she followed the blonde.
"I'll see you later." Emma grinned as she flung open the door. "Don't wait up."
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If Emma hadn't been the sheriff of the sleepy town, she was sure she would have been done for the speed she was hurtling across town at. It had taken the blonde no more than about five minutes to arrive outside the mayor's mansion, and already she was soaking from the brief walk from the car to the front door. The rain beat down heavily around her, seeping into her clothes, making the blonde shiver.
Emma had been going over what she wished to say to Regina all the way over to the house, but had been unable to think of the right thing. The blonde forced herself to ring the bell, knowing she would have to wing whatever she said next.
A minute or so passed and Emma felt her adrenaline begin to disappear as she was left with the fear of what she was doing. Panicking, the blonde stepped away from the door back into the rain, turning around in confusion, trying to make up her mind of what to do. The sound of lights being turned on and the door flying open made Emma nearly jump out of her skin.
"Emma?" A silky voice asked, making emerald eyes widen dramatically as they took in Regina wearing nothing other than what looked like a robe.
"Regina." Emma breathed out, stepping towards the bewildered looking mayor.
"it's very late, what are you doing here?" Regina asked softly, running her eyes up and down Emma's soaking wet body.
"I need to talk to you." The blonde said hurriedly.
"Okay."
"Look I know you've wanted more from me and I've wanted to go further with you, I really have, but I was scared." Emma began; she locked eyes with Regina, who was frowning. "I've never felt like this before, I've never had this connection with someone. Before I've only ever felt very little for anyone, but with you it's like everything in me is calling to you. It's not just my heart, but my body and soul to, it's like they're connected to you."
"What are you saying?" Regina asked gently, stepping out onto the porch.
"My whole life I've been running, it's all that I know. But with you, I don't feel like running. When I look at you I feel…home, you know?"
"Oh Emma I do." The brunette whispered, reaching for Emma who eagerly stepped towards her. "I've waited so long for this."
"I don't want to run anymore, I want to stay here, I want to be with you in every way." The blonde confessed.
"Then stay with me." Regina gasped, holding Emma close to her.
"I want you more than I've ever wanted anything."
"And I you." The brunette grasped Emma's jacket, pulling her forward so their lips could finally meet. The blonde grabbed Regina's waist, wrapping her arms around her, holding her body as tight as she could. Regina tangled her fingers in wet hair, as she kissed Emma with all that she had, pouring everything she was feeling into the kiss. The two finally parted when their lungs began to scream for air. They rested against each other, panting softly.
"Perhaps we should take this inside?"
"Absolutely."
A/N: Did Regina use Emma's heart in the end?