Part 2:
"Hi" Mrs. Blanchard!" a happy voice chimed behind the couple. Mary Margaret and Peter turned around to see Henry standing behind them.
"Oh hey Henry, it's so nice to see you" Mary Margaret beamed at him.
"Thanks, it's nice to see you two. Hi " he gave a small smile.
"Henry." he nodded. "You can call me Peter, you know. How are you doing?"
"I'm doing pretty well" he answered. His eyes dropped down to Mary Margaret's hand in 's hand.
"What are you doing here?" Mary Margaret questioned swiftly. She cautiously watched his unhappy eyes go from her and Peter's hands to her face, and his expression softened.
"My mom's here and she's mayor, so it makes sense that she would drag me here with thought I would have a lot of fun and learn a thing or two." He said with a shrug. Mary Margaret glanced at Peter who looked at her. He noticed Henry's misery as well as she did.
"You're not having any fun, are you?" Mary Margaret asked.
"Of course I am" he lied. Mary Margaret gave him a look of suspicion. Henry was well aquatinted with that look, it was a look she often gave him in class when he was up to something.
"Oh really?" she said, dubiously.
"I'm not having any fun. I'd rather be anywhere but here. My mother's too busy talking to everyone that she probably hasn't even noticed that I'm gone" he glowered.
"Well," Mary Margaret leaned towards Henry, not regretting what she was about to say, Regina could go to hell for all she cared. "A little birdie told me that Emma is sitting on the hood of her car right outside the gallery." she smiled.
"What's she doing there?" he gave her that frowning curious Henry face.
"She's patrolling around. Just making sure things running smoothly is all," she said presumptuously.
"Oh cool, I have to ask her something in regards to" he went quiet and looked at Peter who was checking his phone. "Operation Cobra" he whispered.
"Oh" Mary Margaret whispered and played along. "We need to make sure everything is answered and up to par than don't we? How's it going by the way"
"It's going" he smiled. "If my mom looks for me, can you tell-"
Mary Margaret stopped him "Take my phone" she took it out of her purse and handed it to him. "I'll call you with Peter's phone if she starts looking for you, so you don't get into any trouble." she grinned.
"Great Idea, Ms. Blanchard" he beamed and was about to head out but then he stopped.
"Did a birdie really tell you where Emma was?" he asked.
"It's a just a saying. Why do you ask?" she looked at him.
"Its just that your Snow white so it would make sense, right?"
"Right. It does." she replied and smiled. Henry bolted away from the couple and out of sight down the stairs.
Mary Margaret shook her head and gave soft laugh, taking Peters hand in hers once again. Her hand fit perfectly in his. It was as if it were meant to be.
"Snow white?" he looked at her, wondering what just happened in the end of that conversation.
"Don't ask. It's nothing. He has quite the imagination, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I love him" she smiled.
"He's an odd kid, I'll tell you that" Peter retorted.
"He's not odd" Mary Margaret disagreed. " He's imaginative and creative….something you lack."
"Hey now, I can be very creative " Peter said in his defense. Mary Margaret snorted .
" I cant believe, you gave a kid your $500 dollar phone." Peter commented.
"Im not worried one bit. It's in great hands."
"How does a teacher even afford a $500 phone" he said without thinking.
"Rude" she scowled "And to think I was going to invite you over tonight."
"No you weren't" he scoffed at her.
"Your right, I wasn't. It's no longer a possibility- if it were even one."
"Was there?" he finally asked.
"You tell me" she gave him a look of death.
"Yeah doesn't look like it." he almost took a step back at her expression. Mary Margaret was not someone you wanted to piss off.
"That's what I thought" she said, her lips were in a thin line.
"That comment about you having an expensive phone was rude and unacceptable,sorry."
"How about instead of apologizing every time you say something like that, you just don't say anything rude and unacceptable it'll save us a lot of time and keep you out of trouble." she said.
"Touché" he gave her a single nod.
"I'll give you a break from time to time though" she gave him a smile that started to make Peter sweat, because it was a sly little smile for a sly comment , "You cant help all your flaws."
"What flaws?" he questioned her.
"Your arrogant" she stated simply as if she wouldve been asked what day it was.
"Not true. I'm only arrogant if I'm wrong."
"And you're narcissistic" she observed.
"My narcissism can't even keep up with my excellence, come on"
"You're hopeless." She rolled her eyes.
"Your cute when you're angry" he smiled.
"I'm not angry" she denied, she saw him open his mouth but spoke before he had a chance to, " And I'm not dumbfounded or flabbergasted about being graced in your humble presence"
He shut his mouth and looked at her thoughtfully.
"You're not like other woman, have I told you that before?" he said partly amused partly stunned. He was going to have to be very careful with this one, he noted. Very careful.
"Once or twice, but apparently not enough," her voice wandered. "Oh shute I didn't destroy your entire ego now did I?"
"Not all of it, but there's visible damage." he replied with a smart ass grin.
"How will you ever sleep at night" she said sarcastically.
", Ms. Blanchard" Regina's voice pierced the air. Mary Margaret and Peter turned to see Regina walk towards them, behind her was Kathryn and David walking beside each other, like the perfect married couple they pretended to be. Peter felt Mary Margaret freeze, his hand tightened around hers in reassurance, surprising it helped but then Mary Margaret felt sick when she saw David and Kathryn. Together. Approaching her. David was getting near her. She avoided looking at him but she could feel his eyes on her the whole time and suddenly she wished she never left the house.
"How nice to see you two….together." Regina gave a forced smile. The way she said 'together' was sharp and negative. Like it they weren't allowed to be.
"It's nice to see you too Mayor" Peter gave a polite smile. Mary Margaret greeted the mayor in the same polite manner. Peter glared at David when he caught David taking in Mary Margaret's new look. As if he had felt Peter looking at him, David glanced at the doctor. Mine, Peter's eyes told David. David took the hint, but he glared right back.
"What do you guys think of this place?" Mary Margaret asked before anyone really noticed David and Peters staring contest.
"Its tax payer's money put to good use, so I'm not complaining" Regina said in the cold voice coated with authority.
"Everything is beautiful" Kathryn smiled at Mary Margaret who had to force a smile. Now she knew how Regina felt when she forced a smile.
"What about you, David?" Peter asked. His eyes were cautious and full of trouble, Mary Margaret stroked his hand with her thumb as if asking him to cool it and be polite, Peter suddenly felt thankful that she did because he would have eventually said something.
"I think it's a wonderful display." David answered, trying to be the better person, but he lost all value to do so every time he glanced at Mary Margaret. She looked so beautiful- so…sexy and new. What was she doing with this douche? David felt disgusted with himself when he felt jealously hit him at full force. He did not like Mary Margaret with this doctor one tiny bit. He left her though, he had no right…no reason to feel this way. He left her and now…she was moving on. She moved quick, he thought to himself and regretted the thought the moment it reached him. He felt ashamed at himself for thinking such a thought.
Mary Margaret felt less tense when Peter placed an arm around her waist. Peter felt the tension flowing out of her and he didn't like it. He was not okay with her being unhappy.
"Where did Henry go?" Regina frowned and looked around. Suddenly now aware that her child has dissapeared.
"I'm not too sure, he was behind us a little bit ago" Kathryn told her and also looked around the large room for any sign of Henry.
"I need to find him, before he gets into trouble…or God forbid he finds that woman who birthed him" she practically spat out the last words of the sentence. "Excuse me."
"I have to make a quick call" Mary Margaret looked at Peter, she and him shared a secretive smile that did not go unnoticed by David. "Can I use your phone please, Peter?"
He handed it to her and watch her walk away from their 'cheery' group. Peter watched her smile as she spoke into the phone and it caused him smile. This one, his mind whispered to him.
"How long have you two been dating?" Kathryn asked with a smile.
"Not that long" he answered. It wasn't exactly the truth- but it wasn't a lie either. All Peter knew was that David did not like the answer by his hostile posture.
"Awww, you too make a lovely couple. I saw you guys last week, you two looked happy." She said in admiration. Her faced looked like she craved for that happiness with her husband and she really did.
"Really?" Peter asked, trying to remember when they were last together and then it hit him the moment a vowel exited the woman's mouth.
"I don't want to sound like a stalker" she laughed. " You too were headed to your house…then I saw leave early in the morning on my way to errands with the same clothes as the night before. Peter you sly dog."
"What?" David asked. His voice sounded a little hoarse but hurt more than anything.
"What do you mean 'what'?" Kathryn asked.
"Never mind" David said and turned away and Peter and Kathryn talked, Peter glanced at David from time to time. David's hands tightened into fists at the thought of Mary Margaret and Peter….having sex. The thought of hands all over her and she...Mary Margaret was not that kind of girl. It hurt him so much- it shocked him, it broke his heart. It wasn't until the moment did it hit him how stupid and foolish he had been. First, for ever starting anything with Mary Margaret and secondly for not choosing her and driving her into the bed of another. Now instead of it being him she turns to, she's embracing someone else- his douche doctor. He looked at Mary Margaret, who was walking back to them. Peter instantly had a hand placed on her back, when she returned beside it. It irked David how in sync they were already.
Watch where you put those hands, David wanted to say as Peter stroked Mary Margaret's lower back. But he could not say it. It wasn't his business and it killed him that she wasn't his business. David's desire to rip off the doctor's head grew, each passing second.
"Thank you, for letting me use your phone." she looked up at Peter and smiled. Peter looked down at her and his anger about David's behavior evaporated. It was like time stopped and it was the two of them. David coughed, causing them to come back to reality. Mary Margaret looked at him and would have frowned if it wasn't for Kathryn being there.
"Getting sick?" Mary Margaret said with an almost averse tone.
"No" David answered.
"hmmm" was her reply.
Jealously doesn't suit him, Mary Margaret thought to herself. She kept her eyes on him for a moment longer I could've been yours. It could've been your hands against me. It could've been you who I woke up next to that morning.
Mary Margaret felt someone poke her, she turned to see Henry.
"Here's your phone Miss. Blanchard." He said in gratitude.
"Thanks, kiddo" she ruffled his hair. "And you're very welcome."
"Would you like to go grab dinner now, Mary Margaret?" Peter asked kindly.
"I would love to" She smiled and wrapped an arm around him, in spite of David.
"We'll see you guys around sometime" Peter said to Kathryn and David. "You too Henry"
"I'm sure you will" Kathryn said happily. "Henry I see your mother over by Dr. Hopper." she pointed.
Peter gently nudged Mary Margaret away and the two walked away, Mary Margaret didn't look back. She knows she would have seen David looking at her with a pained expression. She had moved needed to know that- to see it.
"You ok?" Peter asked Mary Margaret as they walked down the stairs.
"Yep" she said quickly but Peter wasn't convinced.
"Whatever you say, Henry"
"Hen-oh. Brat." She smiled.
"Ok, little miss liar"
"I wasn't lying, I am okay I promise. A little tense yea, but I'm great. You're here, how can I not be great." She smiled. "Let's go get dinner, I'm hungry"
"Granny's diner?" he suggested.
"Yes please" she beamed. "Peter?"
"Thank you for being here with me, and being so…caring."
"Anytime" he promised.
OK you guys, yesterday was my first day back at school and I don't know about you but I was kind of mentally exhausted after spending 11 hours at school so on Mondays I may not update but who knows. So in return for your patience I made this chapter longer Enjoy and thank you for reading!