Goodness, you guys (and gals) are killing me! lol. I am feeling some hostility here... in the best possible way, i assure you. This chapter is shorter, more hurried than the last couple but I just had to post it before you bunch exploded on me. =) Here is your Robin break down... Enjoy!

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Emma paced the full length on her bedroom. She had been in there for hours. Do I tell someone or do I keep this to myself? She didn't say not to tell anyone so technically I wouldn't be going against her wishes right? Finally the frazzled woman stopped moving and collapsed onto her bed with a soft thud. She stared at the ugly, coral pink paint on her ceiling. I really wish I could paint over that shit. If she ever came over here, I would just die from embarrassment. OH MY GOD! Are you hearing yourself?! She is NEVER coming here! Ugh. I just don't even know what to make of all this. She is so fuckin hot man…

The loud slam of the front door shook her from her own thoughts. Before she could sit up, Ruby was already barging into her room.

"Where the fuck have you been?" The brunette started. "I waited for you outside the office floor for like hours… you never showed… So I went to August's."

"Yea, sorry. I didn't know you were waiting for me. I took the west exit and walked home."

"You did what? Why would you walk home?! That's like an hour and a half walk…" Ruby stood with one hand on her hip and glared down at her friend who had yet to even look up at her.

"I had to clear my head, dude. It's fine, I'm sorry I left you hangin." Grumbled the blonde.

"Alright, what happened? You're bein totally weird right now."

"Nothing happened, I went in, I sat down, we talked, I left." Emma would have almost got away with the lie had her voice not cracked half way through it.

"Riiiight. What reeeeally happened?" Ruby made her way to the bed and sat down next to her friend. "For real, what happened?"

"Nothing happened damn it." Emma snapped.

"Oh yea, like I believe that. Knock that shit off you big baby."

"Ruby, just drop it."

"uh-oh, I know what that means."

"You don't know shit."

The brunette laughed before she hovered her face above the blonde's. "I do now."

"Seriously dude just drop it."

"Why would I do that? Did she kick you out of the class? Smack you? Call you a pervert… What fuckin happened?"

"She fucking kissed me Ruby!" the words shot out of her mouth before she could stop herself. Throwing her hands over her face, she laid there, blind, waiting for the inevitable.

"ho-o-o-oly fuck. Are you shitting me?!"

"Does it sound like I'm shitting you?"

There was silence for a moment before Ruby squealed like a little school girl. "Tell me all the things. Story time, ready go."

A long sigh shot from Emma as she pushed herself up on her elbows and faced her friend. She told Ruby everything that happened between her and Regina, in vivid detail. It felt oddly comfortable to talk about it. When she came to the part where Robin came knocking, the brunette gasped like she had been smacked in the face.

"What did he do? Did he know?" Ruby asked, shaking her head in a horrified manor.

"He didn't do anything but I doubt he couldn't hear what was going on."

"He is such a fucker! No, he is a moment ruiner, Emma. He ruins people's special moments!" She huffed.

"Oh my god, you're an idiot." Emma laughed. "How are we friends?"

"Because you have no one else." She replied playfully.

"Riiight. Tell that to the notches in my belt."

"You put notches in your belt?! What, are you some kind of cowboy-hustler?!" Ruby squeaked.

"Oh yea, that's me. Wranglin up all the ladies and hog-tying them with my lasso."

"You are ridiculous. If you seriously did that to your belt… I bet you would just have to cut the poor thing in half when you finally fuck Mills."

Emma just laughed and shook her head. "Look, I'm tired. Go away, I wanna take a nap."

"And by take a nap you mean flick it to the memory of Mill's tongue in your mouth… Girl I get it." Ruby said, standing up.

"No. No. no no no. I don't flick anything, Ruby… That's just weird."

"You, ma'am are a fucking liar. Have a good nap." Ruby closed the door without another word.

It was only seven o'clock according to Emma's alarm. She rolled off her bed and stripped down to her plan black underwear before diving under the thick, deep red blanket that draped over her bed. Out of habit, she snatched up her laptop and woke it up. After signing in, she went straight for her inbox. As the webpage opened, Emma's heart dropped. She had a message from Regina.

"Great." She mumbled at her screen. "I don't even want to open you… but if I don't I'll never know what you say… I hate you, email. I really just hate you."

Slowly she brought her curser over to the unread message and opened it up. There was no opening line, no formal addressing… just words, words that seemed to all blend together into a big black square.

Emma shook her head before focusing on what it actually said. Slowly, she read;

I'm sorry about Robin. He is completely harmless, I promise you. I know you don't have to be on campus until noon tomorrow but my only opening is at ten and I have to talk to you. Don't be nervous, just come see me. You can bring Miss Lucas to hold your hand if you need to. Actually, on second thought, bring her anyway. ;)

-R

Emma stared at her screen for a second before slamming her computer shut. Slowly, she rolled back out of bed and walked out of her room still clad in only her underclothes. She made it into the kitchen where there was a decent sized group of people sitting around the table. They all turned to look at her as soon as she hit the doorway.

"Ruby? My room, now." She called before she realized that there were five pairs of eyes on her half naked body. "Jefferson, eyes up here. How the fuck did you guys get in here?" she made no attempt to cover herself.

"They came in with me, earlier." Ruby called, throwing her cards onto the table.

'Wait… did you all hear?" Emma started.

"That you're fuckin Dr. Mills?" August hummed. "Uh, yea, we already figured you were though."

From across the table, a short, shaggy haired boy started to laugh. "I mean, who takes six literature classes when they are an Art and Design major?"

Emma stood in the doorway and ever so slowly, her body began to turn pink. "Listen you LITTLE shit head, I didn't even know you were here, you're so fuckin short, I couldn't even see you. Your jokes are shit and you are not funny, Neal. If it weren't for Ruby, you would never be here. Shut the fuck up before I round-house kick you in your jank ass teeth." Her words were so calm that it was kind of unnerving to the group. Without another word, Emma turned and went back to her room, slamming the door.

"Uh… you guys should probably go." Ruby whispered as she moved from the table. "We will try again tomorrow." She frowned.

The crowd dissolved and Ruby snuck into her friend's room. "Hey, what's going on?"

"Oh you know… Regina wants to meet with us and my idiot fucking ex is sitting in my kitchen… same ole same ole."

"Was… sitting in your kitchen. Everyone left… Wait… Us?"

"Yea, us. She wants you to come with me in the morning, at ten."

"Dude, I can't I have study group at ten thirty."

"Well… that's nice."

"Shut it. I'll go with you but I can't be there all day, alright?"

#

Morning came and the pair found themselves standing outside of Dr. Mills' office. They stood around awkwardly while harsh words leaked through the old wooden door.

Emma looked at her friend and shook her head. "Dude, who ever she is in there with must have fucked up bad."

"Uh, yea. She is obviously on the telly... I hope she is in better spirits when we get in there… I am in no mood for this shit today, I will cut a bitch."

Just then, the opened and Regina called through the gap, "You will do no such thing, Miss Lucas. I am fairly certain I could take you down with ease." She laughed.

Ruby, wide-eyed, mouthed an 'Oh shit' at Emma before entering the room.

"Have a seat, ladies."

"Uh, Dr. Mills… there is only one chair." Ruby mumbled, staring at the old leather cushion.

"Oh, right." Regina stood up and squeezed past Emma. "I'll stand." She smiled, waving the blonde to her fancy office chair.

When the girls had taken their seats, an awkward silence fell across the cramped room. Emma and Ruby were both boring holes in the tile floor; neither willing to look up first.

"So, I have noticed on your last homework assignment, your reviews were identical…" Regina started, with a faux-stern look on her face.

Instantly Ruby shot up, "That's bull shit!" she yelled before she could stop herself.

"Well, hello Miss Lucas. I thought that would get your attention considering you failed to even turn in a review. "

Ruby shot the professor a hateful glare before leaning back in her seat. "Why do I need to be here?"

"And now we get down to business." Regina clapped her hands softly. "As you both should know… I am a married woman…"

Before she could finish, Ruby groaned, "Why do I need to hear this?"

"Miss Lucas if you would please just listen… Two sets of ears are better than one… I'm making sure no information gets lost here…" regina looked down at the young brunette.

"Ugh, fiiiiine."

Emma looked from her friend to her professor. She was so nervous that she sat silently, waiting for what, she wasn't sure.

"Thank you." Regina nodded. "Now, here is a story for you… Just listen…" She smiled warmly down at Emma. " Robin is harmless, I have already told him what happened and he has no interest. There is something you should be aware of before you start freaking out, as you so often do. Robin and I have an open marriage, we actually got married because I became pregnant with Oliver. We were best friends in college, having met at a "Gay Club" meeting, as we liked to call it."

Ruby stared across the room at Emma who was rapidly turning pink. Neither of them spoke but the look they shared was intense. Ruby knew right away where this story was headed but the blonde sat stock still, holding on to the professor's every word.

"Robin is bisexual," She continued, " 70/30, male. I, am not." Her eyes linked with Emma's for a spit second before she looked over to the visibly horrified Ruby. "I became pregnant when Robin and I were at a party after I finished my graduate school studies. We were extremely intoxicated and ended up sleeping together because neither of us were happy with the other options available at the time." A slight scoff came from her deep red lips, "Horrible experience, I might add. So, after that, he vowed to be there for Oliver and because he is a lawyer, he asked me to be his wife so that he could give me and our son his insurance and financial stability, We don't even really live together, he sleeps in the basement." She chuckled.

"Wait, so you aren't really with him?" Emma gasped, finally.

"You are correct, dear."

"What about being swingers and stuff?" Ruby blurted out like an idiot.

"Where did you hear that?" Regina arched a brow before chuckling. "We host parties and invite people whom we know will be good for each of us… We sometimes share an overly attractive woman but mostly Robin picks the couples based on the male… I tend to stray off on my own, as I am not a fan of sharing my treasures." She finished with a nod.

"That is so fucked up." Ruby mumbled under her breath.

"Don't knock it before you have tried it, dear."

The young brunette got to her feet and swayed, trying not to touch the woman standing in front of her. "Alright well, this was fun, I have to go study now." She said awkwardly.

"Good day, Miss Lucas." Regina smiled while sliding over to open the door.

Ruby vanished without a word to her friend. She scooted down the hall and out of the building before she even took a breath. Slamming her back against the outside door, she broke into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. "What the literal fuck just happened?"

#

Emma looked over at the woman who took a seat in the newly unoccupied chair. For a moment she was silent, choosing her words carefully. Shaking her head, she spoke softly, "Why didn't you just tell me?"

"What, and ruin the fun? Come, come Miss Swan."

"Why did Ruby have to be here? It's none of her business."

"Is that jealously I detect?" She smiled, challengingly.

"I don't do jealous." The blonde shook her head. "Seriously though, why did she need to be here?"

"I know you already told her, you tell that dimwit everything. I figured, if you trust her than I shall also trust her… besides, It makes your stories real."

"My stories?" Emma narrowed her eyes. "What stories?"

Regina smiled wide, deviously, before slowly standing. "The stories you are bound to tell your friends." She whispered.

"I don't… I wouldn't."

Emma watched as her professor slowly crept toward her. Every inch seemed to take hours. Then, dark hands found their way to the blonde's jean-clad thighs. The older woman was so close to Emma's face that she could feel the brunette's soft breath on her chin. Wide-eyed, the blonde watched on as the woman slowly drew her wet, pink tongue across her bottom lip.

"Is this what you want?" the woman growled.

Emma was silent for a moment, she pulled up all the courage she had before responding. Before she could think better of it, the blonde shot her hand into the woman's hair and pulled her face closer. "You have no fucking idea." She whispered before crashing her mouth onto Regina's.

A soft moan crept from the professor's throat as Emma continued to pull her closer. Soon, Regina was straddling the blonde's legs. Harder and harder, their mouths crashed into one another. Pale hands quickly snaked up the elder's body before coming to rest on the firm meat of her ass. Without hesitation, Emma gripped the woman tight and pulled her body to rest flush with her own. Emma could feel the heat flowing from the woman's core, burning into her stomach. A hot wave fell over the blonde as that familiar tingling sensation started in her gut. She forced her tongue in between deep red lips, dashing in and out at a rhythmic pace.

Regina found herself slowly rocking her hips against the woman under her. She couldn't help but smile into their heated kisses. Her graceful hands slithered down the blonde's tone body until coming to grip at the bottom line of her shirt. Slowly, her determined fingers began to slide under the loose fabric. When skin met skin, a sharp gasp came from Emma before she collided their mouths harder and more erratically than before. Just as Regina's palm came to rest just under the blonde's right breast, an obnoxious beeping noise echoed through the room.

The brunette pulled away from the blonde, grabbing for her cell phone that lay next to them on the desk. Undeterred, Emma trailed hot, wet kisses down the woman's throat. Laughing, Regina pulled completely away and slid off the blonde and onto her wobbling heels.

"I…" She panted, smoothing her shirt down, "Have a meeting."

"Of course you do." Emma huffed.

"Ahem, you have a bit of lipstick…" Regina smiled, wiping her own smeared lipstick back into place.

Emma glared at the woman with lust filled eyes wile slowly wiping her mouth and chin on her sleeve. "Did I get it?" She asked dryly.

"Oh you missed some…" Regina leaned down and took the blonde's pale bottom lip into her own. "Right there." She whispered, pulling away before Emma could return the gesture.

"You're so fucking beautiful." Sighed the blonde.

"Meet me at the coffee shop on Broadway, seven o'clock. I'm taking you home tonight… We are going to finish this dance." Regina purred, running her fingernails up the woman's neck. Before Emma could reply, Regina pulled open the door and slipped out, leaving the blonde sitting in her office chair, head spinning.

Emma smiled to herself before rubbing her face with open palms. "Oh yes we are." She laughed to herself.

I would never throw in an extra person in a SwanQueen sexy-fic! That would ruin it... especially if the extra person was male. No thank you, on that. I'm sorry I scared you all so bad! Til next chapter. -DR