I appreciate the feedback so much, you guys! It's good to know that you're still reading and liking it so far and makes me want to update sooner. As promised, here's a dose of angst. Try to understand where all of the characters are coming from! Don't hate on anyone too much, I tried to make the reactions as realistic as possible because this is a complicated situation, with a couple of especially hot headed women who don't think before they act. (; Stick with me as I work through everyone's natural reactions and emotions. Let me know what you think! xo

"He really must've been tired," David smiled when he came back down the loft steps the next morning to the kitchen where Regina was after checking on Neal who was sleeping soundly. "He's still out."

Regina looked up from fixing herself a cup of a coffee, giving him a warm smile, "Henry always slept more when he was cutting teeth." She nodded, picking up the mug to take a test sip.

"Want breakfast?" David asked, taking in her appearance as she stood barefoot in his shirt that was a couple sizes too big for her, her panties peeking out when she turned and bent slightly to put the milk in the fridge. He shook his head, still amazed that they'd gone from enemies to this, making his way over to her and wrapping his arms around her waist when she turned back to the counter.

"Hm, yes I have to say I worked up quite an appetite after last night," She mused, feeling his chin resting on her shoulder as she stirred her coffee absentmindedly, leaning back against his bare chest.

"Why don't you whip us up some then?" David grinned, squeezing her waist, "I heard your apple turnovers are to die for," He smirked playfully, laughing when he heard her gasp.

Regina turned in his arms, dropping her mouth in offense as she grabbed his upper arms, "Pretty bold for a simple minded Prince," She quipped, raising an eyebrow up at him.

"I'm not scared of the Evil Queen," David grinned back down at her in a challenging manner he knew she wouldn't be able to resist, "I know her weakness."

"I don't have a weakness-" She started to reply confidently, her eyes growing wider when his fingertips grazed her sides, realizing his intent, "David, no!"

"Oh, yes Regina," He laughed at her sudden shift in mood, loving the way her eyebrows were drawn down seriously to warn him. "You know you really don't scare me when you do that, I think it's cute," He grinned before starting to tickle her.

Regina yelped, jumping in his embrace as she fought his arms, "David, this isn't fair!" She pouted, doubling over in laughter as he held an arm around her waist and tickled her ribs with his free hand.

After a few seconds he was only holding purple smoke, looking up to see her across his apartment, "Says the woman who just used magic to get out of it!" She was looking at him smugly, hands on her hips in triumph and hair disheveled as she grinned. He couldn't help letting his eyes wander over her perfectly toned thighs and the little bit of cleavage that the first few undone buttons of his shirt revealed on her.

"What are you gonna do about it, Charming?" Regina taunted, seeing the way he was eyeing her. She threw her head back a little more in defiance, laughing and yipping when he suddenly bounded towards her, countering him by going around the dining table. She hadn't felt this playful in years, the circumstances of her last relationship had been so serious that she hadn't been able to do this...To run around her lover's apartment in his shirt like an idiot while he chased her in his boxers. It was adolescent, completely stupid but unbelievably fun.

"You're about to find out," David grinned, catching the edge of his shirt she was wearing when she bounded towards the kitchen again, pulling her back towards him as she cursed him and laughed. He pulled her back against him, burying his face in her hair as he chuckled himself. "Do you give?"

"I never give, Charming," She huffed stubbornly, a grin on her lips as she braced her hands on his arms trying to keep them from her sides, "Okay, I give!" She whined when his fingertips threatened her ribs, hearing him roar again in laughter. It was a deep, warm laugh so close to her ear that it caused her to shiver.

"Did Regina Mills just admit defeat?" He smirked, turning her in his arms and running a hand into her hair, "Are you okay? Do you have a fever?" David teased, mocking concern.

"You're pushing your luck," Regina raised a brow again, feeling his hands run down her lower back and over her bottom, "You owe me breakfast after that."

"Mmm, I am hungry," He shrugged, smiling mischievously when he gave her butt a squeeze before lifting her up and sitting her on the edge of the counter, "Can't say I'm in the mood for food though," He grinned at her as he ran his hands up her thighs and under the edge of the shirt she hand on, stepping between her legs.

She laughed, biting down on her bottom lip as she ran her hands around his neck, "What are you craving? Maybe I could help," Regina played along, delighting in the half groan he let out before leaning down to kiss her deeply. Her hands found the back of the neck as she opened her mouth to the kiss, sighing contentedly as their tongues brushed. David's hands rested on her thighs, enjoying the buildup as they teased each other, biting lips and dueling tongues in a playful manner. Everything else drowned out as they encouraged each other with soft moans and hisses, neither one of them hearing the front door unlocking and coming open.

"What the hell?" Emma's voice rang out, the sound of things hitting the floor startling them apart as they both looked towards the door where Emma and Henry stood, groceries scattered around them.

"Dad?"

"Mom?"

David glanced at Regina unsurely before stepping back as she slid off of the counter. He saw her face turn red as she nervously tucked hair behind her ear, looking back at him as they both considered what to say. Before either of them could formulate a coherent sentence, Emma began.

"Really, David?" Emma frowned, using his first name to cut deeper as she came closer to the two of them, "Henry, go to the car."

"Henry," Regina called out, searching his expression for a hint to what he was feeling before he turned around and went back out under Emma's instruction, ignoring her call.

"All I asked for was for you to be honest with me!" Emma shouted at David, glancing between the two of them, "I specifically asked you if you were seeing someone, I gave you a chance to tell me. But you chose to lie to my face!"

"Emma, calm down, we can talk about this," David began before being cut off.

"There's nothing to talk about! You lied to me," She glared, crossing her arms, "What's gotten into you? Mom's only been gone for 8 months and you're already screwing her enemy?"

"Swan," Regina frowned defensively, "That isn't fair-"

"No, you know what's not fair? The fact that you spent your whole life going after Snow and not even a year after she dies you're playing house with her husband?" Emma spewed, seeing the hurt look on Regina's face at her words though she was too furious to stop, "You were supposed to be my friend, and you did this behind my back? Is that the only reason you've been being nice to me? To look good in his eyes?" She laughed bitterly.

"That's not true, Emma," Regina frowned, shaking her head, "I didn't mean for this to happen, neither of us did."

"Well it's certainly happened, multiple times from the looks of it," Emma replied sarcastically, looking at the both of them. The betrayal and hurt blinded her, causing her to ignore the inner voice that told her to stop and leave before she said something she regretted. She knew she wasn't being fair, but she'd put trust in both of them and they'd lied to her and kept her in the dark. Embarrassment spurred her anger, feeling like a fool for ever considering Regina to be genuine with her or to think she could have a father daughter relationship with a man barely older than her.

"Are you really so desperate that you'd sleep around with the woman who made your life miserable for years? Who destroyed our family?" Emma continued, seeing the conflicted look on David's face, "Congratulations Madam Mayor, looks like you've got your revenge on my mother," She turned to Regina, smiling sardonically, "To think I actually took your side over Robin's. No wonder you couldn't make it work with him, he didn't fit into the endgame," She spat, nodding towards David. "Henry's staying with me this week."

"Henry has nothing to do with this, you can't keep me from my son," Regina spoke up then, her face hardening at the blonde before them.

"It has everything to do with Henry!" Emma yelled, "Do you realize what that kid just witnessed? His adoptive mother and his grandfather sneaking around behind the rest of the family's backs. Like his grandmother's memory doesn't matter, like we aren't important enough to hear the truth from you two! You both deceived us and for what? Sex."

David grabbed Regina's hand, hoping to calm her when he saw her start to retort, "Emma it isn't like that. We were seeing where it led before we told you." He offered, but his daughter was having none of it.

"You expect me to believe that?" Emma rolled her eyes, "That you two miraculously like each other now? Enough to disrespect my mother's memory and sneak around in her own home and lie to your family? And Regina, weren't you heartbroken over Robin five minutes ago? Fast work. Quite a show you put on there with your heartbreak, all the while you were weaseling in to seducing a lonely man!"

David felt Regina's fist clench in his hand, giving hers a gentle squeeze in hopes she'd stay calm. "Swan I suggest you take a walk and cool off before I put you outside myself," She gritted. Of course she said that, he frowned.

Much to his surprise Emma only rolled her eyes, "Like I'd waste my magic on the likes of you. You aren't worth it," She shook her head, turning to stalk towards the door, "Henry and I got you groceries, by the way," She threw a sarcastic glance back at David before stepping over them to leave.

"The nerve of her!" Regina reeled once Swan was gone, looking to David who was still standing dumbfounded, "You couldn't have defended me at least a little bit?"

"Defend you?" David looked at Regina, shocked that she'd be coming at him after that, "Regina, she's my daughter. What did you expect me to do, escort her out?"

"I know she's your daughter, but she just dragged my character and you didn't bother to correct her at all," She frowned deeply up at him, crossing her arms, "Or do you believe what she said and just don't want to admit it?" Her anger was pushing her doubt to the surface and she couldn't let it go without saying something.

"Oh come on, now you're just being childish!" David narrowed his eyes at her throwing his hands in the air, "She's upset, Regina. She'll cool down and this will blow over. Why can't you understand that? It isn't easy for her, she just lost her mother."

Regina's mouth dropped in indignation that he would say that like she hadn't already thought of it. Like she had no empathy for Emma or understanding of loss, only proving to her more that David had had thoughts like the ones Emma had just expressed, "So you do agree with her."

"Agree with what? Stop putting words in my mouth!" He snapped, frowning deeply.

"If you didn't feel guilty about moving on from Snow with me you wouldn't of stood there and not said anything to Emma when she blamed me," She laughed bitterly, coming to the realization, "What's the matter David? Fucking me in Snow's bed making you feel guilty now that your daughter knows it happened? Or maybe you're worried about your hero reputation once everyone finds out that you're sleeping with a villain? Just admit it, a little part of you has the same doubts as Emma, if you didn't you would've defended me!"

"That's ridiculous!" David stepped up to look down at her, his own anger getting the best of him now, "If that's the case then how come you didn't say anything when she mentioned Robin? I mean one minute you were saving his daughter and the next you're in my bed. Did you really love him at all or was he just a way to get my sympathy? Or did you actually love him but you were too tempted to finally get your revenge on Snow with me?!" He said the words, realizing immediately after it was the wrong thing to say by the distant look that came over her face, but he was too angry to care, "See? Two can play this game."

Regina crossed her arms, her eyes glossing over with a bitter laugh, "Maybe we shouldn't be playing this game at all, David."

He frowned deeper, looking at her in disbelief, "Really? That's your answer to this?" He shook his head, not believing she'd result in giving up so easily only because he proved a point, "If that's how you feel, Regina."

She rolled her eyes, biting down on her bottom lip hard at the way he agreed so easily, "Hm, well what's the point? We aren't even officially together and our past is already eating us alive."

He frowned to hide the hurt at her resignation, replying only to sting her back, "Yeah well I need to repair my relationship with my daughter anyways, so this is probably for the best."

"Probably," Regina forced the word out, steeling her expression as she willed herself not to break down in front of him. Luckily Neal cried out from his crib before she crumbled under his stare.

"See you around then," David shrugged expressionlessly before brushing past her to go to his son.

"Mhm," She replied, not turning to watch him as she swallowed her emotions, bringing her hand up in a twist and enveloping herself in a cloud of purple smoke.

A week had passed and Regina hadn't seen anyone, not even Henry. She'd gotten up to go to her office early and left late to avoid running into anyone, not that they were looking for her. After putting on enough concealer to cover the dark circles under her eyes well enough to please her, she sighed into the mirror and turned to make her way down stairs. As much as she wanted to lay in bed in her pajamas and waste away, her pride wouldn't let her. She'd be damned if she'd let David or Emma deduce her to a puddle of tears. She was a villain and villains don't have happy endings. Especially not with their written enemy's husband. These were the facts, and villains didn't cry over the cold hard truth.

She frowned at the thought of Henry, running her hand along the stair railing as she made her way down. Regina could ignore the hurt caused by the Charming's for the most part, but the fact her son had obeyed Swan and stayed away stung. Of course he had to be confused and upset about the whole thing, but it bothered her that she hadn't heard from him at all. She desperately wanted to march over to Emma's and demand to see him, but she knew it would get her nowhere. She'd keep her distance from them for now, for her misery was a familiar companion. Besides, it was only natural Henry be happier at Emma's with a mother and a father figure. A semblance of a normal family, with a mother who hadn't broke his trust time and again like Regina had.

It was easier to numb herself to the situation and accept that she was written to be lonely and unhappy, rather than to think of what she could've had that had been destroyed. She knew it was never meant to be; in no fairytale had a prince and the villain lived happily ever after. However she reasoned, it still didn't make the fact that she hadn't heard from David hurt any less. Or the loneliness any less real.

Pushing the thought away, she made her way into the kitchen, busying herself with making a pot of coffee in hopes it would drown out the nausea swirling in her stomach. Making breakfast would've been the healthier option considering she hadn't been eating, but her appetite was as nonexistent as her will to fight was. She glanced around the empty kitchen after pushing the button on the coffee maker, frowning at how cold it seemed after lacking its usual activity this Wednesday. Sitting alone at her table with a glass of wine that evening was when the realization had hit her that she was back to square one.

When she had ended things with Robin she at least still had a relationship with her son and a friend in Emma. Now she had neither of those things and the loneliness that accompanied a broken heart, though she refused to admit to herself that the pain she was feeling had anything to do with David. She kept telling herself that it was a fling, that they'd both been lonely and got caught up in something that would've never worked out, anyhow. How else could she explain him not even bothering to put up a fight when she suggested they let it go?

The coffee pot jilted her from the thought, turning to grab her mug before making her way over to the table to sit down. It was still early morning yet, the street quiet as she gazed out the window and leaned back in her chair, thumb absentmindedly stroking the mug cupped in her hand. Saturday's were usually her and Henry's days to do things together when she didn't have a mountain of work, and considering she'd done nothing but work this week, she hadn't anything to keep her entertained. Nothing but her own sadness and anxious thoughts.

Regina hated that she second guessed herself over the entire thing as well. Her doubt ran rampant at how she had handled it with David. She'd lost her temper, a temper that had been agitated by his daughter, and she'd directed it at him. She'd been more hurt than anything at the fact that he didn't correct what Emma had claimed about her. Her insecurities over what David thought had gotten the best of her, clouded her judgement and caused her to lash out with her own skewed view of his neglect to defend her. Of course she understood that Emma was his daughter, and he was hesitant to harm the relationship with her that he'd worked so hard to procure.

Maybe she shouldn't have egged him on or spat out accusations at him, but she'd just wanted him to reassure her. The trouble was he'd been angry too, so his response was just as vehement. Before she'd known it they were yelling at each other and pushing each other verbally. She'd only wanted him to disagree with her when she suggested they let it go, to tell her she was crazy and kiss her. Anything to silence the anxiety in her own head over Emma's accusations. Yes, maybe she shouldn't have pushed him so hard, but it didn't change the fact that he hadn't argued with her over ending it.

Emma sat at Granny's diner alone during her lunch hour, lost in her thoughts over the current state of things. She'd made Henry stay at her home for the week and although he didn't argue, she could tell he was conflicted about staying away from Regina. On top of that, things were painfully tense at the office, forcing her to find reasons to get out and about where she wasn't faced with a brooding David. He'd been in a foul mood every day she'd seen him since the blow up in his apartment the previous weekend, though he refused to talk about it. He'd only told her she'd be happy to know that it was over between he and Regina when he came into the sheriff's department Monday, and Emma hadn't known how to respond. Eventually she'd asked why, and he only offered up that they'd had a disagreement after she'd left that day. Emma had let it go after that, walking on egg shells around him and praying it would blow over soon. She knew they'd have to discuss it eventually, but he still seemed too angry to approach.

"Where's your partner in crime?" Granny interrupted her thoughts, coming over to the bar to take her order.

"Just me for lunch today, Granny," Emma rolled her eyes slightly, looking up at the older lady. She could tell she wasn't going to stop prodding, so she busied herself with looking at the menu like she hadn't already memorized it.

Granny peered over her glasses in her true style as she contemplated silently, "You two always have lunch together. If it's not here you're picking it up and taking it to her. Somethin' happen?"

"Look, Granny, Regina and I aren't friends. We meet over lunch to discuss town business, nothing more," She shrugged, barely being able to finish the sentence at what a poor excuse it was.

She frowned when the old wolf snorted a laugh and shook her head, "What do you want to eat, girl?"

"The usual," The sheriff grumbled, her focus resting on her drink in front of her as she heard the old lady yell out to Ruby in the back.

"This wouldn't have to do with the same reason your Dad came in here earlier this week acting like Grumpy himself, would it?" Granny asked when she turned back, resulting in a frustrated groan from Emma.

"What are you talking about, Granny?" She frowned up at the wolf, not expecting her to know anything about the situation.

"You found out about David and Regina, didn't you girl?" The wolf countered, leaning on the bar across from her in her nosey fashion.

"What?" Emma's mouth dropped, "How the hell did you know?"

"Honey, when you're the only diner in town you learn a lot just by what people order," She shrugged, "When David started ordering for two and Regina jumped down my throat at me mentioning it, I kinda put two and two together."

Emma rolled her eyes, pushing the straw around in her drink, "I'm just madder at myself than anything that Regina had me so fooled. I thought we were friends."

"What makes you think this is about you, girl?" The wolf remarked, making Emma's head snap up to look at her before she continued, "Did you ever think that maybe Regina is really your friend, but she also has feelings for David?"

"But so soon after Mary Margaret?" Emma frowned, pursing her lips, "Why all the sneaking around if they didn't know it was wrong? Why the lying if they really had feelings for each other? Besides, things would be different if they'd just been honest."

Granny gave the girl a glance up and down before putting a hand on her hip, "And how'd it turn out once you knew about it?" She clucked disapprovingly, "Maybe they knew it would cause a stir and wanted to enjoy each other for a little while. They're two of the saddest souls in this town, girl. You can't fault them for finding happiness with each other."

"Yeah, well if it was so special then how come they broke it off?" She raised an eyebrow, hating that the wolf was speaking all the doubts Emma had had herself aloud.

Granny pulled her glasses down her nose, eyeing Emma more intensely, "Hm, and when did this happen?"

"After I walked in on them in David's apartment," Emma squared her shoulders, "They had a fight after I left and decided to break it off. I can't be responsible for that when I wasn't even there."

"Good lord," Granny rolled her eyes, "Is it any damn wonder? You go in there guns blazing and scare the daylights out of two people who were probably hesitant to follow their hearts in the first place. You've lost love, you should know better than to stir up insecurities in people who've had the same happen to them but are trying to move on. You did with the pirate, haven't you?"

Emma's stomach turned at Granny's words and how hard they rang true. The things she'd said to the both of them came flooding back to her, making heat appear in her cheeks. She'd ripped Regina's character to shreds, discredited every ounce of progress the woman had made and used the brunette's insecurities against her that she'd come to know from their talks. All while her father stood too dumbfounded and afraid of losing his relationship with his daughter if he spoke up.

"I just came here for lunch Granny, not a lecture," She mumbled, avoiding the woman's gaze as the guilt threatened to devour her.

"Mhm, well the lectures on the house," Granny straightened up from the bar, "But the food isn't," She added with a disapproving look before going back to the kitchen with a huff, leaving Emma to mull over what she'd said. Damn wolf.