Jealous Regina - include Neal's ability to give Emma children while Regina can't.

Asked by: Anonymous

"Stop being such a martyr and just speak to me Regina!" she all but screamed across the foyer, the echoing of sharp pointed heels clicking on the floor ceased almost immediately as the brunette stopped in the doorway of the living room. Emma remained steady in her stance and resolve as the older woman rotated on the spot, her eyes fierce with a fire the blonde had missed these past few weeks.

"What?" her tone was short, sharp and deadly, the sign of the woman she had once been. Her perfectly groomed eyebrow raised in waiting whilst manicured fingers dug into the hip they rested upon.

Green eyes were just as hard as Emma moved further into the house, the air around them crackling with energy. She breathed it in, let it fill her and allowed it to spur her on.
"You heard me," her tone low, "you think I don't know what you're doing?" she caught the look of guilt floating across perfect features but it was only fleeting, her patented mask coming up only a second too late.

"And what is it I'm doing exactly, Miss Swan?"

Emma grinned then as she edged closer, Regina moving further back with every step she took. She was losing it, her armour was cracking with every inch Emma moved closer to her, with every inhale laced with the scent of the woman, she could feel her grasp on emotion slipping.

She gasped as her back hit the doorframe behind her, her hands instantly coming out to stop the blonde from advancing but it was futile. Her eyes closed instantly as the younger woman's front pressed tightly against her own, hot breath dancing across her face, a lump rising in her throat making her feel as though she was choking, suffocating even.
"You're pulling the same shit you've done before, the stupid 'I'm not good enough for you' Evil Queen complex you still haven't gotten rid of"

"Do not presume to tell me-"

"Just shut the fuck up Regina" Emma interrupted and almost laughed at the look of incredulity dancing through dark eyes when they finally opened.

"I beg your-"

Instantly full lips parted as the blonde surged forward, the hands that had been raised to push Emma away automatically moved to grip golden curls and pulled Emma closer in. Both moaned as their tongues danced in an embrace so familiar and achingly loving that Regina couldn't help but to allow the tears to fall.

This was why she had pushed her away, this was why she had avoided any physical contact at all with the younger woman…because she simply wasn't strong enough.

It wasn't until small whimpers began to escape from the space between their joined lips that Emma realised Regina was crying. Her brow was furrowed as she pulled away enough to see the brunette, their foreheads connecting as the dam broke and the sobs began.
"Regina, baby…what's wrong?"

She could only shake her head as she struggled to breathe, choking on her emotions as her hands moved from blonde hair to the smooth skin of Emma's face. She was clutching her, keeping her as close as possible until the inevitable moment that she would have to let her go.
"I thought it would be easier," she was finally able to get out through her cries.

Emma's hands moved then to gently tilt the brunette's face upwards, green eyes seeking brown in question.
"Thought what would be easier?" her voice was soft now, a complete contrast to her earlier tone, she'd never seen the woman so vulnerable, her strong persona crumbling with nothing but a kiss.

She looked up then, her breath faltering at the proximity of the blonde and the amount of adoration and care being directed towards her.
"L-letting you go before…before I fell too deep…"

"Wha-why?"

"Because you're right Emma!" Her cry was impassioned, "I am not good enough for you and don't you dare tell me I'm wrong," she shouted to stop any words falling from the blondes mouth, "I can't give you what you deserve…I can't give you a good life, a happy ending…a family" she trailed off, they'd had this conversation before, Emma had spent hours trying to convince Regina that she didn't need to give her a child, that she and Henry were enough for her…but the brunette knew better, she had seen the look in Emma's eyes whenever she saw Henry with another child, the way tears would fill green eyes at the sight of a mother with a newborn…the only thing she came to regret about her past, giving Henry up.

"You need to be with someone who can give you that Emma…someone like-"

"If you say Neal then I swear to god you are not the woman I fell in love with"

"Emma I just-" she stopped cold then as she realised what the blonde had just said, "the woman you…"

"Fell in love with" she supplied when the brunette trailed off, "I love you Regina, so much" she squeezed the trembling hands within her grasp, "and you have already given me all that I could ever want…and more"

The brunette's brow furrowed in confusion then, there was something in the way Emma spoke, the smile in her eyes and words…

"I'm pregnant Regina," she breathed, tears of happiness instantly filling her eyes, "and unless it's some kind of freaking immaculate conception type shit, which wouldn't be that much of a surprise in this town" she laughed lightly, her thumbs stroking soothing lines over the soft hands within her own, "I'm pretty certain it's yours"