This was an extremely awkward meeting. Emma forced her face into a pleasant demeanor as Kathryn made polite small talk with her at the diner.
I've got to stop coming here so often, Emma thought before Kathryn began to cry.
"Oh…oh, God, Kathryn, what's wrong?"
"It's David," Kathryn sighed, and Emma immediately wished she hadn't asked. "I keep trying to reach him, but…" She took a shuddering breath. "Emma, can I confide in you?"
Emma wanted to say anything but yes, but Kathryn's eyes are so desperate that she agreed without thinking.
"I'm late." She didn't even have to explain; women always understand what those two words meant. For a moment, Emma was lost in a memory of her own realization; she remembered taking that pregnancy test as if it had happened yesterday, not eleven years ago.
"Have you…" She couldn't finish the question she really wanted to ask. "…taken a test yet?"
"No. Regina's going to meet me here; we're going shopping together, and I'll get it then."
"Well," Emma was eager to end the conversation and be on her way. "Be sure to drink a lot of water; you'll need it."
Kathryn laughed, and Emma felt a pang of sympathy for her. It wasn't her fault David didn't remember things right or love her like he should.
"Care to drink a round with me? I'd love some jasmine tea right now."
"I don't…I'm not really a tea person."
"Coffee? Cocoa? It's on me. Just…stay with me until Regina gets here." She looked down at her hands, twisted her wedding ring. "I don't want to be alone right now."
Emma sat with her and drank one mug of cocoa until she saw Regina heading towards the diner; as she left, the drink sat in the bottom of her stomach, heavy and thick like guilt.