Chapter 10
The next morning, Emma drove the two teenagers to the center. They would not have longer punishment, but in order not to be accused of favoritism, Regina had assigned them to the cleaning of communal showers and toilets. They gave way to this decision without much conviction and with some disgust. Emma had to compete again with the former queen so that the latter take a day off after the hectic night she had known. Nightmares had returned ... more intense and real as the first time. The cries and moans of the manager had managed to scare Alex, then Emma took the place of Alex in the bed of Regina. Despite the presence of the blonde beside, her nightmares continued well into all the night before the brunette might find some calm and manages to fall in a dreamless sleep. Emma began to wonder if she and Henry were not the cause of the return of these painful memories.
After dropping Alex and Henry, Emma went back to the apartment of Regina. Not seeing her, she went to the room and slowly opened the door. The brunette was sleeping and seemed serene. Emma took the opportunity to call Gold. Maybe he could provide answers that lacked.
- If I understand you correctly Miss Swan, the first signs of a possible awakening of memory Regina came forward when you spent the night with her. Hmm ... interesting.
- Why is it interesting?
- You see her memory seems to resurface with your contact as well as contact with your son. However it seems that this only works when all players are in the same place for some time. Therefore, when Henry and you were in his apartment at the same time, her nightmares have increased tenfold.
- And you have an explanation for that?
- Well at first I would have thought at a connection using magic, but there is no magic where you are and to this day I don't think Henry has. There is another hypothesis ...
- Which one?
- Even before Gold emits it, Emma knew that the Dark One would say.
- No, no, no ... I don't even want to hear it! It is simply impossible!
- And yet it is the only plausible explanation Emma. Regina and you are soul mates.
- But it's a woman!
- I didn't know you as little tolerant!
- No ... no ... that's not what I mean!
- And what do you mean then?
- Well, this thing about true love is not supposed to be between a man and a woman? Kind of David and Mary Margaret.
- True love doesn't care to gender. He only cares about feelings.
- But think ... Regina and me! It is like water and fire!
- See Miss Swan ... it is well known ... opposites attract. Who would have thought that a woman as Belle could fall in love with the beast that I am. Think about it!
- It misses a given your hypothesis ...
- Which one?
- I kissed Regina and it did absolutely nothing happened.
- The kiss is not all Emma. It requires the feelings to be real. And for some reason that you own Regina and you, these feelings are repressed. You prevent love from entering your hearts. Probably because both had been greatly injured and betrayed the last time you are allowed to love and be loved.
- ...
- Emma? Are you still there?
- Uh ... yeah ... sorry. Thank you Gold.
- Nothing. And don't forget ... let your heart talk and don't be afraid to listen to it.
Emma was deep in thought, thinking back to his conversation with the Dark One. She and Regina ...
- Hello Emma!
Have not heard or seen the brunette approach, the blonde gave a little cry of surprise.
- Hello Regina! Sleep well?
- Better, thank you. I wonder what causes all these horrible dreams. I who usually sleeps rather well. I'm spoiled.
- By the way ... why were you smiling?
Emma raised a questioning eyebrow.
- Before I interrupt your thoughts your face had a delightful smile, Regina amused.
- Oh that! I just was thinking about the conversation I just had with a friend, Emma says, looking away.
- ...
- So ... what do you want to do for your day off?
- Well seen the hour not much.
- And if I suggest you to go out tonight? Restaurant and all the trimmings? I'm sure it would do you good.
- What ... is it a date?
- Hmm ... I didn't think like that ... but yes! So ...?
- Okay! The queen answered, whose cheeks were blushing.
- I want you to wear your best dress to do honor to your cavalier your Majesty, Emma teased.
The two women were determined to have a good evening. They spent the next few hours to prepare. While Regina was in the shower, Emma looked for a restaurant that would make them both happiness.
Two hours later, Emma was waiting for the manager at the front door. When Regina finally went out from the room, the blonde could not take his eyes off this beautiful woman, who for this appointment had chosen a beautiful red dress that showed its beauty. Feeling Emma's glare, she could not help but smile of satisfaction.
- Shall we go? She says, by going out Emma from her contemplation.
- Uh ... huh? Yes ... yes! You're just ... gorgeous!
- I return you the compliment! Where are you taking me?
- You'll see when we get there! If Her Majesty will take the trouble, Emma says by opening the door to let the former queen go out.
She did the same with the door of her yellow beetle, in which Regina get in not without some concern.
- You don't have the intention to do me the scope of the failure with this clunker anyway?
- You'll end up by vexing my car with your feedback! And I hope to be more creative than that! Emma says, embellishing her response with a glance.
The restaurant was located in the city center. Wanting to avoid a disaster Emma had preferred to book the most popular restaurant in Boston.
- How did you manage to get a reservation? Generally it takes at least two weeks!
- Thanks to the magic, joked Emma.
- ...
- I was lucky. When I called they had just had a cancellation.
The meal was nice. The conversation between them was primarily focused on Henry, and their lives to Storybrooke.
A few hours later, they were back at the apartment of Regina.
- Thank you Emma. I spent a wonderful evening.
The savior says nothing and contented herself biting her lower lip.
- Something wrong? The brunette asked, worried.
- Yes ... well ... I would do something, but I would want to avoid having once again my cheek on fire because of a slap.
Then Regina took the blonde's hands in hers, leaned over and placed her lips on Emma's. The kiss was sweet. The blonde took her hands off Regina's to place them around the waist to deepen the kiss. She wanted more and Regina didn't seem against the idea, judging by her reaction. Soon their mouths opened to allow their tongues to start a delicious ballet. Breathless they parted with a beatific smile on their face.
- Do you want something to drink?
- Yes ... but I'm not sure we have the same style of liquid in the head! The blonde says with a sensual and greedy voice.
To the visible discomfort of Regina, the blonde laughed.
- Just kidding Regina! I know very well that you are not ready and me neither, for that matter.
- But you look so ...
- At ease! She joked. Think again. I'm dead scared. I'm not sure what I feel. And I did ... I'm not ... well, I never felt this way about a woman. You have a strange effect on me Gina.
- You are therefore agree that we go slowly ... day to day?
- Totally!
- While cider or whiskey?
- Go for a cider!
They settled comfortably on the couch, enjoying as much cider as their lips.
- We should stop before it escalates. Because if you continue to tease me I don't answer anything, even if I told you that I agree that we should take our time, Emma says, trying to catch her breath.
Regina pulled away from the beautiful blonde with a smile of satisfaction. They therefore focused on their glass.
- Tell me about this girl ... Alex. I feel that you love her more than any of your teenagers.
- I should not admit it but you're right. It is as if we were found ourselves at a time when we needed each other to avoid falling. And I'm glad that Henry and she get along well.
- Why?
- Because I have taken steps to at the end of her sentence she comes live with me. If my application is approved and I think it will be, I hope to go further by offering her a real home.
- You ... you want to adopt?
- That's what I plan effectively. Anyway I must have the approval of his mother. But as she doesn't care of her daughter, it should not be too difficult.
- And when is that you relied tell me? Emma asked with a tone slightly upset.
- Well, that's what I'm doing!
- Once everything is already running!
- But what's wrong?
- It takes me that this girl has a bad influence on my ... our son! You should have told me about before you embark on such a project!
- What? When I made my request I didn't know the existence of Henry, nor yours. About the bad influence from Alex on OUR son, it is totally exaggerated.
- You think so! Henry would never broke into a house! Emma was screaming now.
- He has not needed anyone to demolish things do not belong to him!
- He had good reasons, he wanted to meet you!
- And who told you that Alexandra did not have also good reasons to act as she did! Regina was angry.
A heavy silence fell in the room. Neither woman seemed to want to speak again to the risk of further make things worse.
- I'm tired. I'm going to bed, threw Regina, heading to her room without any regard for the blonde.
While the manager began to undress, yet destabilized by the conversation she had had with Emma, she heard the front door closing with a bang.
Emma needed some fresh air. She didn't really know where she was going. She drove several miles before stopping in an open twenty-four hour coffee. Gold was wrong. Regina and her, it could never work. They were much too different. Yet she had enjoyed her evening with the beautiful brunette, and when they had kissed she knew at that moment that she felt went far beyond the simple crush. She was falling in love with Regina, and it was painful to know that it was over before it had begun. Silent tears rolled down the cheeks.
It was after three in the morning and Regina had still not managed to close the eye. She had no new Emma and she could not help but worry about the blonde. Where was she? Is she going well? As far as dating back memories, that is to say approximately six months, she could not remember a person who can both get on her nerves and at the same time make her feel so much inside of her whole being. She had fallen in love with this impetuous blonde ...
A slight noise was heard from the kitchen. It is with some fear and protected by the darkness that reigned in the apartment that the manager went to the place where a clicking sound was heard. A form that she recognized immediately drew back patio door. She opened it and surprised the intruder.
- Can I help you?
- Uh ... sor ... sorry. I didn't want to wake you so I tried a new technique. But it seems that I am not as talented as your protected for this kind of thing.
- Emma, I ...
- I'm going back to Storybrooke, she cut. I came to get my stuff.
She said this in one go, unable to watch the eyes of the brunette.
- Oh ... I see.
In less than ten minutes Emma had gathered his belongings and was ready to go.
- I'd want to go say goodbye to Henry if you allow me, Emma timidly asked.
- Uh ... yes of course. I'll call the supervisor for he let you enter.
- Thank you.
- Emma ...
- Yes?
- I'm sorry, Regina says with tears.
See the brunette in this state broke a little more the heart of the savior. But she needed to step back. She'd have wanted to take Regina in her arms and say that everything would be okay, but the truth is that she doesn't know. Instead she sent a faint smile at the woman who stood in front of her, and left the apartment.
Emma arrived at the center. Henry waited in the cafeteria.
- Hi kid!
- Hi! What is happening?
- Nothing ... don't worry; the blonde said trying to hide a smile sadness she felt.
- It can not be anything for you to see me like at ... four in the morning.
- I ... I go back to Storybrooke.
- You've argue with mom? Henry asked already knowing the answer.
- Between your mother and me it has always been complicated! Emma sighed.
- Is that ... is there something I should know? the boy timidly asked.
- Like what?
- Something has changed in you. You look different!
- ...
- You like her?
- As I've told you kid ... it's complicated.
Mother and son took leave, vowing to call each other every day. Emma promised to spend his weekends in Boston to enjoy a few hours with her son even though i it was within the four walls of the center.