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Story Title: On Probation
Chapter Five: Dinner at Castle Rock
The drive to Henry's restaurant of choice, entitled 'Castle Rock', was oddly civil. Emma had kept her eyes on the road after insisting on being the designated driver and Regina kept her eyes fixated on the passing buildings and people. Not a word was shared throughout the entire ride and the small boy couldn't help but feel nervous. Knowing his mothers could erupt at anytime and lash out in public was unsettling and the eleven year old just couldn't help but fear the worst. Switching his glance from woman to woman, he watched as they gave each other a brief look before turning back to face him.
That's when the car suddenly stopped.
"We're here, kid. Ready?" Emma questioned, offering a small smile. Henry gulped then nodded, now looking at Regina.
"Let's go ahead, we can get our table while Ms. Swan parks."
In obedience, the boy nodded then exited the car, waiting for his adoptive mother on the sidewalk. The ex-mayor waited until he was completely out before turning to Emma and glaring at her.
"I don't know what the hell you think you're doing, but do not mess this up. Because if you do, dear, there will be consequences. Understood?" Regina said, invading the blonde's personal space. Emma's eyes began to secretly linger on the latter's lips and the brunette didn't fail to notice. This simple notion began to stir something in her, the realization that Emma craved something from her beginning to set in.
She was wanted.
"I'm not one to make promises I can't keep, but fine." The younger woman finally said, returning her gaze to Regina's light brown eyes. Caught in a slight daze, the older woman quickly snapped out of it then sarcastically smiled.
"Good. See you inside."
Emma watched as the alluring figure that was Regina Mills emerged from the car and caught sight of those lovely legs and plump rear. She took a moment to breathe and recollect what was left of her dignity before finding a good place to park.
"This is not okay." Emma sneered, giving the woman opposite of her a smug expression. Regina just sat comfortably in her chair and glanced at Henry who was beside her. The small boy knew the ex-mayor had done this on purpose, just so she could get his birth mother angry. He looked away, indicating that he did not approve of their seating arrangements then shot Emma an apologetic look. The spot Regina picked was in a far corner of the restaurant and right above Emma's already cramped seat was a compartment that held up a glass vase with a blooming rose inside of it. If she were to get up without warning, she'd successfully bump her head and probably knock herself out. She felt as if she was trapped in her seat, after ten minutes of trying to squeeze her way into it. She tried to convince Regina to let her sit beside her since Henry was small and would fit perfectly where she was now, but the mayor simply snorted then made a vile comment about sleeping with sharks rather than letting that happen.
Emma Swan was inevitably fucked. There was absolutely no way out of this one and the only person to blame was herself.
Why did you have to come, Emma? What did you expect? A fucking kiss and some flowers? It's Regina fucking Mills!
Sighing, the blonde struggled to remove her infamous red jacket and got a couple of remarks from the brunette across from her.
"Need some help, dear?"
"Oh shut up, Regina." Emma hastily replied, a satisfied grin gracing the latter's lips.
"Where are your manners? Did you leave them at home with your charming little family?"
"Can you not, please? I'm this close to losing it and there isn't even enough space for me to lose it in!"
"Um, how about we just order? Mom?" Henry said, looking at Regina with a nervous smile. The woman nodded then called the waitress over.
She was an average sized brunette, long hair falling gracefully over her breasts. She had green eyes and tan skin, a combination neither woman had ever seen before. Emma thought she was extremely attractive, already figuring she had a thing for dark-haired woman. Regina just gave her an intimidating look-
A look that hardened once she caught Emma gazing into the pretty woman's eyes.
The ex-mayor cleared her throat, managing to catch Emma's attention before continuing.
"Hello, I'm Leyla and I'll be your waitress for today. Would you three like to order now or start off with something to drink?"
"Drink,"
"Order."
Regina shot Emma a look so the blonde irritably sighed then agreed to order.
"Okay, I'll just order. I'll have the chicken tenders with some fries and lots of ketchup. Ooo, and can I get a some soda? preferably chilled please?"
Regina couldn't believe the lack of adolescence she heard from Henry's womb carrier and huffed.
"What are you, Ms. Swan? Five? This isn't some cafeteria in an elementary school."
The waiter just smiled at Emma and began to write her order down.
"It's food, Regina. So what if I'm inclined to get a coloring book, me and Henry can just color together. Right kid?"
Henry smiled wide at Emma's comment then asked for the same thing. Regina rolled her eyes then proceeded to order. When she noticed that the waitress was basically having eye sex with Emma, something in her began to boil.
"Excuse me, if you will stop burning holes into my date's eyes with yours, I would like to order now."
"Oh, of course. My apologies. What will it be?"
The waitress was evidently embarrassed by Regina's comment and the woman herself was pleased. Emma, however, felt her heart come to a sudden halt once the word "date" nonchalantly emerged from Regina's mouth.
A mouth she very much wouldn't mind on hers at the moment.
"I'll have the steak, medium rare and a baked potato topped with cheese and garlic." Regina replied, keeping her eyes locked on Emma's green ones.
"Sounds great, what would you like to drink?"
"Red wine. That'll be all." Regina dismissed the woman as if she were some kind of peasant, waving her away with a single hand. Emma noticed this and felt bad for the waitress, but didn't speak up on it.
"So… a date? Care to tell me what that means, Ms. Mills?" Emma teased, knowing she was probably going to pay for that later since Henry was with them, but honestly didn't give a damn.
The child was eleven and it wouldn't harm him to be aware of homosexuality anyway.
Especially since his mother shows signs of being a complete lesbian.
Emma internally snickered at her thoughts, but was suddenly snapped out of them once she felt a hard kick under the table.
"Ow!"
Regina shot her the most threatening glare known to man and Henry did not fail to notice.
"Uh, um… anyway, h-hows life?" Emma asked, clearing her throat afterwards.
Really? What the hell Emma?! You suck!
"Oh, such an ironic question, Ms. Swan." Regina said, now looking at Leyla who was returning with Henry and Emma's coloring books.
"Are you sure you want one? You don't have to take it." The waitress commented, withholding the object from the blonde.
"Yeah, I'll take it. Me and my son- I mean, Henry, can color together." Emma finished rapidly and adding a smile, hoping Regina didn't catch on to her error.
"Okay, as you wish. Enjoy."
"Thanks."
Silence fell over the odd little family of three as Henry and Emma colored different pictures in their books. Regina couldn't help but feel a bit awkward and out-of-place, glancing around the restaurant a few times and taking in its surroundings. When she got bored within the first thirty seconds of looking around, she decided to start a conversation.
"That looks lovely, Henry." She commented, giving him a small smile. The boy looked up from his picture and smiled back.
"Thanks mom."
"You're welcome sweetie."
"Hey, what about mine?" Emma asked half-joking, presenting her masterpiece to the less than amused brunette.
"It looks horrific."
Emma watched the woman's face and saw a hint of playfulness in her eyes.
"Oh come on! You know it looks awesome. Right Henry?"
"Right! But not better than mine!"
"I'd have to agree with our son on that." Regina said.
Emma felt that same halt in her heart, the phrase our son stuck on replay in her head. Did Regina even notice the meaning behind her words? Or was she doing this on purpose?
The twenty-nine year old couldn't tell but she also didn't care. She was secretly enjoying it nonetheless.
Ten minutes later, the food arrived and the trio began to eat. Henry occasionally said or did things that made both woman laugh and Emma's usual lack of manners actually managed to make Regina crack a smile. Although she'd never admit it, the younger woman was quite adorable when she got ketchup on the corners of her mouth or said something extremely lame while trying to impress her.
She would never admit this either, but the former Evil Queen was enjoying her dinner.
"Oh, mom! You should show Emma our game!"
Emma wiped her mouth with her already filthy napkin and eyed the brunette quizzically.
"What game?"
"It involves magic! Show her, mom!" The boy urged, looking at Regina excitedly. The mother honestly didn't want anyone to know about their game, but knew he'd never expose all the secrets she shared with him.
What harm would it do? Besides, it's not dark magic, so it's okay.
"You used magic on him?" Emma asked, her defenses suddenly in tact.
"No, not like that! It wasn't anything bad-" Henry tried, but unfortunately failed once his birth mother cut him off.
"Are you sure? Because-"
"Oh please Ms. Swan, don't be ridiculous. I would never use any magic that could potentially harm him. He's my son." Regina reinstated, sudden anger boiling inside of her.
"Yeah, well, he's my son too."
"Can you guys not start, please! We're in a restaurant!" Henry pleaded, hoping his evening with both of his parents wouldn't end in a disaster.
"Show me."
It was a demand and Regina knew it.
"And if I don't want too?"
Challenging brown eyes meet green and Henry began to regret ever bringing up his secret game with Regina.
"Just show her, mom. Prove to her it wasn't bad. It was good magic, Emma!"
The blonde looked into her son's bright brown eyes and knew he wasn't lying. She sighed then waited for the brunette to demonstrate.
"Well? I don't have all day..."
"Not here."
"What?"
"I said not here. I refuse to make a show for others to watch. If you really want to see, then we'll pay the bill and leave at once. Your choice."
Emma rolled her eyes and thought about it. She was curious as to what game Regina and Henry played and wanted to know if the former Evil Queen was somehow casting spells on him, seducing his innocent mind with her dark forces. The possibility was a big one and she couldn't take the risk, no matter how much the latter loved their son.
"Fine." The savior agreed as Regina smiled and while shaking her head, called Leyla over for the check.
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