Bury. That is what Emma did best, bury her emotions. There was no way anyone could find out how she felt about Regina. She was practically family, the mother of her child. It seem like fate had brought them together and they really did work great together. Saving Storybrook, raising Henry, Regina also made one hell of a teacher. Although not the most patient at times, Regina brought something out of Emma that no one else could. She made Emma really think about things that she didn't even realize was underneath her surface.

Once Emma made it down the stairs for breakfast, Mary Margaret and David were already devising a plan over oatmeal. Snow, which is what she wanted to be called now, smiled at her daughter before continuing her discussion with David. Emma was amazed at the amount of food that was on the table. She couldn't understand how a realm where people, who were considered dead, would still need food to survive. As she took her seat and scooted closer to the table her eyes locked with Regina. There it was again, that awkward silence. Emma could hear her own self breathing, that's how quiet it seemed to get whenever they looked at each other or even in the same proximity. She could always feel Regina in a room. Another weird connection that Emma realized she'd never felt with anyone. The chatter and everything else around them would simply fade to the background. Why did Emma have to sit directly across from Regina? She tried to look everywhere else but at the mayor. Those damn brown orbs had Emma hypnotized. Regina smiled at Emma before asking, "Are you okay Swan?"

"I'm fine, just hungry and anxious to get the hell up out of Underbrooke." Emma said before her boyfriend put his hook over her hand and kissed the side of her head. "We'll be out of this hell hole soon enough my love. Then we can finally share our future together forever." Hook continued to rub her hand while Emma nodded and gave the phoniest of smiles.

...

Hook and the rest of the family trickled back into the dusty apartment one by one. It had been long day. Emma and David had helped a nice young guy with his unfinished business but that was about it. They were walking into their apartment but was no closer to going into their real home. Emma wasn't sure if she wanted to eat or sleep. Her brain was exhausted from thinking about the mess she called life. She spotted Mary Margaret going through a brown box. "Here's something you can sleep in," Snow said as she handed Regina a loose fitting blue dress shirt. Emma recognized the shirt immediately. It was the shirt Regina was wearing in her dream the night before. This was a bad or a good sign, depending on how you look at it. She was either going to kiss Regina soon and ruin everything they had worked toward for the past 5 years, or kiss Regina and….. Emma paused, she couldn't even think that far ahead. She knew in her heart that Regina wanted nothing more than friendship from her, which was fine because Emma only wanted the best for her, even if it wasn't herself.

…..

Here it was 9:15pm, or 3:00 am, Emma really couldn't tell since the time moved so slowly down here. The only thing she could tell was that her bladder was about to explode. She had been avoiding closing her eyes out of fear of what she might dream, so naturally her brain started to remind her that she needed to escape to a restroom, FAST. She leaned over and spotted Killian sleeping so peacefully beside her.

Once again she eased out of bed and tip toed down the stairs and glanced toward the kitchen area. The coast was clear so she proceeded to the restroom. Just as she headed back toward the stairs, she heard someone clear their throat. "Regina, what are you doing here?" Emma asked, as she spotted Regina walking toward her with an empty water bottle.

"I couldn't sleep, care to join me for a cup of hot cocoa?" Regina asked. Emma's first instinct was to run but something told her to stay. Regina's eyes appeared to be pleading as if she really just wanted to get something off of her chest. Moments later both ladies were sitting side by side staring into their individual mugs. Emma decided to break the ice, "So have you heard from Robin?" Emma asked.

Robin had been hiding with his baby for nearly 3 nights. "I don't believe the forest has 4G Miss Swan," Regina replied, only with a slight agitation in her voice. "I'm sorry, I am just really worried about him. It doesn't help that I don't know where my sister is either. Emma could tell how worried Regina was. She could see Regina eyes began to glisten as she continued to talk. The strong woman was on the brink of breaking down right in front of Emma. Instinctively Emma reached over to comfort the mayor. Her hands began to rub small circles on Regina's shoulder, then back. "You don't have to feel sorry for me Emma, I'm a big girl." Regina said as she gave Emma a not so convincing smile in between her cute sniffles. Emma reached over to wipe away one of Regina's tears. Emma's touch was so soothing yet intimate. She'd be damned if she was going to sit here and let Regina cry over a jerk like Robin. "I'm here for you," Emma said as their eyes aligned. The dark haired woman appeared to be relieved.

Here it was, the moment that Emma had been thinking about all day. Her eyes were racing between Regina's eyes and lips. She could picture her lips being devoured by Regina's. God she was gorgeous. Her hair was still thrown to the side. Every strand, was still perfect and her smell was simply intoxicating. Emma had to repeatedly remind herself to breath. She was staring at a true masterpiece. This woman is clearly hurting, and here I am thinking about taking her in the worst way. Emma felt disgusted with her thoughts. "I'm going to get you a few tissues," Emma said as she jolted out of her seat to head for the Kleenex on a nearby night stand.