A/N: First of all, thanks again for all the reviews, etc. And second of all: Emma's back! :D

Mistakes are mine as always.

Enjoy. :)

Chapter 7

One week later

Emma's POV:

The blonde hopped out of the car, feeling quite exhausted from the week. She just hadn't enjoyed the honeymoon as much as she had wanted to. When Emma hadn't worried about Henry and his safety, she had dreamt about a beauty with long dark hair that strongly reminded her of Regina. The brunette seemed to occupy her mind almost all of the time. It was a strange feeling, which she wished she wouldn't have.

Once Emma opened the door to their apartment, a weight crashed into her legs, causing her to take a step back. The blonde instantly laughed as she bent forward to ruffle through the hair of her beloved son and she hugged him tightly. Emma had really missed him a lot.

Henry quickly made his way to his dad who stood beside Emma, also chuckling along. He gave his little boy a high five as he spoke with a deep voice.

"Hey buddy, you didn't burn the whole place down. Good job."

Their son giggled lightly. After he regained his composure, Henry grabbed both of their hands and led them inside. Emma already crinkled her forehead in confusion.

"SURPRISE!" The brown-haired boy screamed enthusiastically.

The blonde came to a stop when she took in her apartment, completely taken aback with its current look.

Regina's POV:

Regina paced around in her bedroom, wondering if she should just drive over to the apartment of the newlywed couple. She obviously knew where it was since she had helped their little son with all of the necessary arrangements for the 'Welcome back from the honey boon moon' party. Henry had told her that she should definitely come by but the brunette had a weird feeling about it. It wasn't only because the name of the boy reminded her of her father, but also because the dreams and hallucinations became stronger. Furthermore, she wasn't sure what to do with the Savior anyway.

And then an idea struck her. 'Why not just become friends with the blonde', Regina thought to herself as she came up with yet another plan. Emma Swan could visit her in her hometown 'Storybrooke' and Regina wouldn't have to force her to go there. That would hopefully do the trick.

Having decided on that, the brunette walked into her bedroom, getting ready for the night. She threw on a tight red dress that accented her thighs and curves perfectly and looked sexy on her. The former Evil Queen definitely still knew how to look seductive.

Regina applied mascara and a dark eye-shadow before she put her crimson lipstick to use. She smirked at her reflection in the mirror and quickly took off, a thrill of anticipation and excitement bubbling within her.

Emma's POV:

Emma chuckled once she saw the 'welcome home'-sign, especially because of 'boon' being crossed out. The blonde sat down on the red leather couch, enjoying the little party atmosphere of the room and the flowers that flooded it. It wasn't too much though, but the living room definitely appeared like some fairytale land with all of these exotic bloomers.

The six persons that talked nonstop about this and that were the most important people in her life. Henry, her husband Neal, Neal's best buddy Tim, Neal's parents and the nanny were sitting around the dining table that was visible from Emma's perspective on the couch. However, one thing was somehow missing. The blonde couldn't exactly place what it was.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, only startling her though. The others seemed to just ramble and laugh further, not noticing anything. Emma stood up and made her way to the door.

Once she opened and saw who stood across from her, a broad smile instantly grazed her face. There was also a kick in her stomach but she quickly dropped the feeling.

"Hi." 'Real charming', Emma thought to herself as she spoke up.

Regina's POV:

Regina stood there with the most beautiful white lilies in her hand and the blonde was only inches away from her. Her face was barely visible behind the large bouquet, but her eyes immediately locked with emerald orbs that she got lost in.

"Good evening, dear. This is for you."

The brunette handed Emma the flowers shyly, a light pink settling on her cheeks. Emma grinned sheepishly as she took them and immediately took in their scent. Regina smirked because Emma's action reminded her of the blonde's son but also somehow of herself.

Emma's POV:

"They smell lovely and they look really beautiful." The blonde said but 'you do, too' was stuck in her throat.

Emma ran her eyes over the body of the breathtaking woman in front of her but nearly pouted when she noticed that Regina wore a long coat over something entirely else. She locked eyes with Regina again as soon as she felt weird about it.

"Thank you. Why don't you come in?" Emma quickly suggested.

Regina made her way in before she slid off her jacket and handed it to the blonde. Once Emma really saw what the older woman was wearing, her throat immediately dried. However, it wasn't just that… Emma could have bet that she had seen that dress before.

The brunette moved over to the others as Emma still stood by the wardrobe. And all of a sudden, the blonde's eyes slammed shut for a minute.

The blonde looked at a stunning beauty with ravishing long hair and crimson lips. The dress, the latter was wearing, perfectly fitted to her lipstick.

"Don't you think that's too much, love?" Emma spoke, sounding annoyed but yet affectionately.

"Oh no, dear. This is perfect. Your mother is going to love it." A husky voice replied.

A smirk settled down on the brunette's lips as she eyed her lover intently. Emma had to immediately smile back and she even chuckled a little.

"Do you always have to provoke her?" The blonde countered.

"Yes. She has been teasing my riding skills ever since she saved my life and I was only a kid. I'm just returning the favor. However, this dress is mainly for your satisfaction, Emma."

The blonde's grin increased once she saw the lust in dark brown orbs. She took a step forward and replied.

"It is beautiful. No, wait. You are beautiful. To me, you are perfect."

Emma exhaled deeply as she shook her head a little in an attempt to free her from those unrealistic thoughts… and yet it had seemed so real.