I'm sorry this one is so short, but it's another filler chapter, I hope you're enjoying it because I'm really enjoying writing it. This is a slow burn Swan Queen fanfic, so be prepared to be in for the long haul!

Thanks again for reading and buckle up for lots more flirty Emma and Regina scenes.

Enjoy...

Emma didn't leave the mansion until gone 5pm, meaning she arrived back at the Loft just gone 5:30pm.

Mary Margaret tried to mask her worried face, the tears that trekked down her face.

"Emma…" She breathed out, David stood by her side, rubbing her shoulder.

"Where have you been?" David asked, Emma feeling victimized by her friends questions, furrowing her brow and taking some deep breaths.

"Emma, we're not cross. I was just worried, you didn't take your phone and Ruby said you weren't with her." Mary Margaret explained.

"I went to Regina's." Emma smiled, the other two exchanging a knowing glance and grinning at Emma.

"Was it fun?" Mary Margaret waggled her eyebrows, sitting next to Emma, who had plopped down at the breakfast bar.

"Her son actually invited me." Emma blushed. "But she didn't seem against the idea." Mary Margaret squealed.

"You're so cute." Mary Margaret pinched Emma's cheeks jokingly, Emma pushing her away.

"It's not like that." Emma really wished it was though.

"Are you sure." David raised his eyebrows, Emma blushing and moving her eyes off of David.

"I don't know what chance I have… She's Mayor and I'm… Well, me." Emma sighed, feeling Mary Margaret slip her hand into her own.

"You won't know if you don't try." Mary Margaret squeezed her hand, then released it again.

"So, what happened on this not date, with Regina's son?" David asked, Emma laughing at how he had effectively described her day in one sentence.

"Well, I met her at the library. I did that stupid thing where I can't even form a sentence without tripping over my own words. But she didn't care." Emma let out a contented sigh. "She basically talked for the both of us."

Mary Margaret had tears brimming in her eyes, she was a fan and a friend of anyone who accepted Emma exactly how she was.

"Then Henry, her son, told me I had Rapunzel hair and asked Regina if I could go home with them and watch the film." Emma racked her brain trying to remember what else had happened. "We went home and I told her about my panic attacks, I wanted to warn her in case I had one in front of Henry."

"What did she say?" David questioned, curious as so many people reacted to Emma's conditions in different ways.

"She said it was fine, then we watched a film, I kind of fell asleep on her shoulder though. When I woke up my head was on her lap and she was playing with my hair." Emma pulled at her own hair, remembering Regina's soft hands threading their way through her hair.

"So, when is your next date?" David teased, dodging the magazine that Emma threw at him.

Next chapter will be up super soon, since this one was so short!