A/N: Well first of all, thank you so much for the kind reviews, alerts, etc. I really appreciate it. :)

The next 2-3 chapters will probably contain mostly fluff, but things will get more 'dramatic' soon.

Mistakes are all mine.

I hope you like it! :)

Chapter 12

Emma roared with laughter once Regina tried to hit the ball but failed terribly. The brunette didn't assume that it had been that amusing and shot the younger woman a death stare. Before the latter spoke up, she coughed a little in order to stop her laughter and regain composure.

"Do you need help with that?"

Regina smirked at the blonde and replied huskily, thinking that getting the woman close would comply with her plan.

"Yes, I could really need a hand, dear."

Emma gulped at the familiar response but moved over to the dark-haired woman nonetheless. She stepped behind Regina and wrapped her arms around the brunette. By putting her hands around Regina's, she also softly gripped the rods beneath. Both of them felt something sparkling inside of them due to the velvet touch, but thought nothing of the sensations within their bodies.

The blonde looked over Regina's right shoulder to see the table in front of them. Emma's heart was racing because of the other woman's body. She cleared her throat lightly before she mumbled into Regina's ear. The hot air coming from the blonde's mouth affected the former Evil Queen more than she would ever care to say out loud.

"Okay, first of all, you have to loosen your grip around the rod a little."

Emma's hands lay softly on top of the brunette's but had still made her stiffen and grip harder. Once the blonde said those words, Regina instantly relaxed her muscles and weakened her grip.

"Good. Now, when you want to shoot, you have to twist your wrist quickly and to a high degree. Like this."

The blonde grabbed Regina's hands a little tighter as she mimicked the move that she had just explained. The ball on the table sped off into the direction of the goal.

"I suppose I've understood the basic concept." Regina said as she withdrew her hands from underneath the blonde's and turned around to face Emma.

Their breaths mingled together immediately and they stared at one another. Emma's nose was mere inches from Regina's. Magical emerald eyes met dark orbs and two hearts were starting to beat rhythmically to their own inner sound.

The blonde smiled broadly and kept on looking into Regina's soul. Regina also smiled back so naturally that it almost made her puke a second later. What did this woman do to her? The brunette was pretty certain that some kind of magic had to be involved.

"Can we start now?" Emma asked, trying to break the silence that both of them had enjoyed, thinking that the quiet had been awkward.

"Of course, dear."

The blonde walked around to her side of the table and gripped the rods once more. Regina smirked at her as soon as the ball dropped onto the field. She instantly flicked her wrist, successfully making the ball shoot straight into the blonde's goal. Emma was stunned beyond words while looking at the football table. After she realized what had just happened, she looked back up again, her eyes finding Regina's.

"Never underestimate the power of appearance." The brunette spoke up in a seductive manner as she devilishly smiled at Emma.

The blonde grinned back at the older woman before she replied teasingly.

"You're quite an enchantress, aren't you?"

As soon as the word 'enchantress' left Emma's lips, both of them instantly closed their eyes. Another memory was troubling their subconscious and made its way to the surface, if only for a moment, though.

"So you're the enchantress I've heard so much about?" A dark-haired woman around the age of fifty asked.

"I suppose I am." Emma replied as she watched the older woman, standing across from her and Regina, intently.

Regina looked troubled and a little fearful in the presence of her mother. The blonde wanted those bitter feelings to be gone more than anything and stepped closer to the other princess so that their hands were slightly touching.

"And you are teaching her magic?" Cora asked as a forced smile showed up on her face for a second.

"Yes, she is. That makes you feel fortunate, doesn't it, mother?" Regina answered quickly, giving the older woman a stern look.

When Regina's eyes opened, she held her head for a moment to prevent it from spinning. She looked up and her eyes fell on Emma who also seemed quite confused. Once the blonde looked up though, she smiled at the older woman and pretended to feel and be alright. Regina grinned in return and quickly shoved the vision away but she knew though that she had to think about it later.

After the round of football table, which Regina had surprisingly won, they continued with quad biking and some horror killing game called 'Royal Massacre'. The blonde had won at the quad biking whereas Regina had beaten Emma in the shooting game multiple times, just because Emma had wanted to at least survive once. One way or another, Regina won the little triathlon in the end.

"I declare you the winner of the triathlon." Emma spoke up cheekily, finally accepting her defeat.

"That is quite spectacular, darling. However, I suppose I deserve a special prize, especially for having beaten you at foosball." The brunette replied, smirking.

"Okay, make a wish."

Another flash of memory sucked them in for a silent moment. One that Regina had already dreamt about.

"Emma, is there anything you wish for concerning tomorrow?"

The blonde furrowed her brow for a second but smiled back at her girlfriend sheepishly when she gave her response.

"I have everything I could ever wish for."

"I could fulfill your every desire. Just name it and you shall have it." Regina countered almost pleadingly.

Emma's smile instantly lit up at her girlfriend's adorableness and she bowed her head to express her refusal as she spoke.

"Regina please I am only turning eighteen. Besides I really have everything I could ever desire. I have it right here."

The blonde moved closer so that they were only mere inches away from each other when she continued.

"I just want you."

Regina could instantly feel her heart swell up at the words as she looked at her true love. The younger woman closed the space between them and pressed her lips on crimson swollen ones. She lingered there for a few seconds before retreating again and adorably grinning at her wife-to-be.

Once the flash was gone, Regina instantly knew that what she had seen displayed one of her deepest desires. She longed for the blonde and at the moment she didn't have everything she had ever wished for. However, the word 'you' just wouldn't leave her lips. The former Evil Queen came up with something else instead.

"The triathlon was actually straining. Could you just walk me home, dear?"

The blonde looked at Regina and replied as she furrowed her brows a little.

"Well, okay. Sure."