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"Where is she?" Emma asked her friends who were dancing shamelessly to Wham.
Ruby looked around the diner as if Emma hadn't thought of doing that herself.
"I don't know. Last time I saw her was..." She looked at her watch. "...half an hour ago."
Emma walked to the coat stand, and saw Regina's coat still hanging there.
She asked a bunch of people if they had seen her, but apparently nobody had paid any attention to the ex-mayor.
She decided to wait another 10 minutes before texting her. After checking her watch for the 100th time in three minutes, she decided she had waited long enough.
Where are you?
The phone in Regina's hand buzzed. She lifted it up to see the blonde's name popping up.
She waited impatiently for the traffic light to hit green, and crossed the road that was leading to the docks.
The fresh air would be able to clear her head, or at least she hoped it would. She had left the diner as soon as Ruby told her that. Why on earth did she had to ask? Things were so complicated now.
At first there was the flirting, which was fun. And she had definitely enjoyed the teasing that soon followed. Especially when she realized the effect it had on the sheriff.
But this was never part of the plan! Emma wasn't supposed to get all serious about it. And she sure as hell didn't mean to actually like the woman back.
She leaned on the railing of the docks, staring at her reflexion in the water. Oh god what have I done? She likes me. And worse, I like her! Oh my god I actually like her.
There is no way she could ever love me back, not for long anyway. She realized she sounded like her mother now. Always being negative about the subject. It had ruined her.
Regina closed her eyes and took a deep breath. With trembling hands she opened the message and replied.
- Meet me upstairs at Granny's in 20 minutes.
After that she opened a new message.
Ruby, could you do me a favour?
Emma looked at her phone completely flabbergasted.
Upstairs? Is that where she went? Although, if she did, then why wait 20 minutes?
Ruby had also read Regina's message, and knew exactly what to do. She looked for her friend, and realized she was on her way to the stairs already. Dammit, you're so impatient!
She jumped up on a chair and yelled the first thing that came to her mind; "BODY SHOOOOTS!"
It made Emma stop in her tracks and turn around in confusion.
Ruby quickly pushed herself trough the crowd, and dragged Emma towards the bar.
"Oh nononono!" The blonde started to panic. "I can't...I...sheriff...authority..."
"Fine," Her wolf-friend replied. "Then at least help me get through this."
She jumped on the bar and lay down. The row of men that had started to form in front of her, made her regret this plan immensely. Belle noticed the fear in her friend's eyes, and rescued her by taking the first shot.
There was salt on Ruby's stomach, and a lemon in her mouth.
Belle swallowed hard when she realized what a 'body shot' actually was.
"Ok...yeah...I can do this!" She told herself.
She bent over and slowly licked the salt of her friend's body. For a moment it seemed like the whole room had quieted down in shock. She threw back the Tequila, and dove onto the lime that Ruby held in her mouth.
Emma watched the whole thing without ever blinking. Why is this turning me on? She shook her head to get rid of the image, and returned to focus on her watch. Only 5 minutes have passed?! Great.
"You're a life-saver" Ruby whispered to the woman who had just licked her body.
"Now please keep this going, and whatever happens...don't let Emma go upstairs!"
Belle didn't understand any of this, but these past 24 hours she had learned not to ask.
"Come on people! My turn!" She yelled.
Ruby quietly made her way upstairs, making sure Emma was kept busy at the bar.
After a while the blonde really had enough of this. "I have to go!" She told the friend, who was lying on the bar trying to hold off the crowd.
"NO! You need to stay...you know...as a sheriff."
"Excuse me?"
"Because...I don't trust that guy!" She randomly pointed out a person in the crowd.
"Marco?!"
"No next to him."
"Archie?" Emma started to get slightly annoyed by her stalling.
"Belle, why are you doing this?"
Her eyes widened. "I honestly have no idea."
Strange. She's not even lying.
"Look I really should get going."
"What did I miss?" Ruby jumped in between them, grinning at the fact that everything seemed to have turned out fine.
"Thank god you're back!" Belle couldn't have sounded happier. "You can go now..." She started pushing Emma away, and lay down on the bar again.
"Do me Ruby!"
Emma heard her friend scream, and she rolled her eyes. I really hope somebody has this on camera.
She left the crowd and finally made her way towards the stairs, wondering if Regina was already waiting for her. When she reached the top, there was no sign of the woman. She started pacing around in circles, wondering if she had misunderstood the message.
Her pacing came to a stop, when she heard footsteps approaching her.
Regina stood a few meters away, suddenly feeling her nerves kicking in. She slowly moved towards the woman, wondering if this hallway had always been this long, until she came to a halt right in front of her.
"Where did you go?" Emma asked with a trembling voice.
"Outside. I needed some fresh air."
"You feeling better?"
Regina shook her head. Suddenly feeling courageous, she stepped closer to the woman in front of her, and crashed her lips again Emmas. Neither of them dared to move, which made Regina break off the kiss and take a step back as if she'd done something horrible.
Emma was in shock. Did the queen just kiss her? That's so unlike her, unless...
"How did you...?"
"...know?" Regina lifted an eyebrow. "Are you questioning my intelligence, Emma?"
The sheriff just stood there, tongue-tied, in every meaning of the word
"Please close your mouth dear, before I start questioning yours."
The familiar arrogance brought Emma back to earth. "Right away putting your guards back up, right?"
"Well," The queen admitted. "You did not return my...kiss. So, I kind of feel rejected."
Emma slowly invaded her personal space, and cupped the other woman's cheek.
"No you don't. You know exactly what I want."
She started hovering her lips over the deep red ones in front of her, trying very hard not to touch them.
"How long have you known?" She whispered against the mouth she so desperately needed to taste.
Regina couldn't believe she just asked her that.
"Now is not the time Miss Swan." Her voice was quivering and low.
"A day? Maybe even a week?"
Her movements were slow and coordinated. It was difficult not to give in to her desire.
Regina was sure she was gonna faint if this teasing would continue any longer. There was no time for chit-chat. She needed Emma, and she needed her now.
"Kiss me." She pleaded.
Although her words were barely audible, they made Emma's heart skip a beat. There was something about the way they rolled off those red lips, the way Regina's eyes darkened when she spoke them.
With a smile on her face, she closed the remaining space between them, finally tasting the woman who haunted her every dream.
Regina immediately deepened the kiss and started to pull her backwards against the wall. The sheriff didn't hesitate to push her body fully up against her, feeling the woman beneath her weaken by the touch.
Both women were completely caught up in the moment, forgetting all about their surroundings, until some loud laughter downstairs slowly brought them back to reality. Regina broke the kiss and while still breathing heavily, she started to fumble in her pocked and took out a key.
Emma looked at the label. Room 12
She hesitated by the idea. "I ehh..."
The ex-mayor tightened her grip when she realized what Emma was thinking.
"Don't worry." She said. "I just really don't want to stand here for everyone to see."
The woman in her arms felt relieved. "Good, because I really had too much to drink."
She was trying to sound tough, pretending like that was the only reason.
Regina kissed her again and whispered. "I'm gonna treat you like the princess that you are, Emma. Which means I'm not going to have my way with you at some cheap Bed and Breakfast."
The blonde's face turned bright red. She had never been treated like a princess before. Then again, she didn't know she was one until only a few weeks ago.
She took Regina's hand, and let herself be guided towards room 12.
When Regina opened the door, a wonderful candlelit room came into view.
Emma gasped at the view of it. And started looking around in disbelief.
The other woman took in her reaction, feeling proud that her plan had turned out so well. With the help of a certain someone of course.
She waited patiently until Emma had finished her little pirouette, before reaching out to the blonde and pulling her in closer.
Emma rested her forehead against the queen's, allowing herself a moment to let it all sink in.
"I can't believe you did this."
"I'm quite surprised myself." Regina answered lightly.
Neither of them knew what to say, instead they showed each other how they felt through their soft and lingering kisses. Ever so often they would come apart just enough to read those unspoken words in each others eyes. A smile always followed, before their lips would meet again.
They never moved from their spot, both afraid things would go too far if they reached the bed.
When the music downstairs had died down, and the voices had moved outside, Emma slowly dragged herself away from those perfect lips. "I believe we should go." She said with much aversion.
"I think we should sleep." Regina offered. "The room is ours until tomorrow morning."
Emma looked into those beautiful brown eyes, wondering when everything had become so damn perfect.
"You really thought of everything didn't you?"
"No not really."
She received a questionable look from the blonde.
"I forgot to order breakfast."
Emma started to pull her towards the bed.
"And you wonder why they call you the evil queen..."
