More Than She Wanted

-If the clothes fits..:

,,Ready, Henry?" Regina calls up the stairs.

,,Give me a second."

,,Alright, but not any longer," Regina quips. ,,We have to be at the doctors in 15 minutes."

One of the buttons in her shirt chooses this exact moment to pop open, and Regina turns around to take care of the matter.

Maleficent chuckles quietly as she watches her wife struggle to button the shirt across her chest.

,,Stop laughing," Regina warns and frowns in concentration.

,,I wasn't laughing," Maleficent quickly denies.

,,Yes you were."

,,No I wasn't. I was smiling… loudly."

,,That's called laughing, my sweet," Regina says darkly and tries to button the shirt once more.

Maleficent's mouth curls into a smile at the new pet name. ,,I think you're about ready for maternity clothes. You're 12 weeks along."

,,It's still too early," Regina says stubbornly.

,,It really isn't," Maleficent grins as the button slips between Regina's fingers.

Regina is tempted to agree with her wife. It's not only the shirts that's troubling her. Her pants are getting significantly tighter, and she struggles to zip them in the morning. Maybe she does need maternity clothes after all. Too tight clothes can't be very good for the babies.

Finally, she's able to button her shirt, but it doesn't exactly feel comfortable. Her breasts strains against the fabric. And she can't even button the shirt all the way anymore.

Maleficent watches her with a sly grin, and her eyes roams up and down Regina's body.

,,That's enough," Regina admonishes.

,,Well, what do you expect when you look like that?"

,,Control yourself."

Henry emerges and comes trotting down the stairs. ,,I'm ready."

,,Great. Let's go," Regina says and grabs a scarf on the way. She's got a distinct feeling that she looks indecent, and they really can't have that.

Maleficent sniggers.

This time around they chose to drive to the hospital. Mainly because it's raining. And because Regina don't feel like walking.

There aren't that many people in the waiting room, and dr. Whale quickly calls them into the consulting room. Once again Regina is asked to hop onto the bed. She quickly pulls her shirt up and doctor Whale pours the cold gel onto her stomach.

,,So, have you been since the last time?"

,,Pretty good," Regina says. ,,Apart from soreness in my feet."

,,Ah yes, you might want to consider to trade your high heels for something a bit more comfortable."

,,Right," Regina says without enthusiasm. It's gonna be tough giving up her high heels.

Maleficent shoots her an amused glance.

Doctor Whale runs the little device over Regina's stomach, and once again they hear the double "Ba-dum, ba-dum" sound.

Henry's face lights up in a broad smile, and both Regina and Maleficent mirrors that expression. It truly is a wonderful sound. The best sound in the world.

,,Well, everything looks excellent," doctor Whale says. ,,Your children are doing great."

,,When are you able to tell the genders of them?" Henry asks eagerly, and doctor Whale chuckles.

,,Not yet, I'm afraid. I'm not able to determine the genders until between week 16 and 20, so you're gonna have to wait a little while longer."

,,That's not gonna be necessary," Mal smirks. ,,I already know it's gonna be girls."

Regina sighs deeply. ,,You can't know that for sure."

,,Dragon instinct."

,,That sounds like rubbish to me," Regina says and rolls her eyes.

Henry chuckles. ,,Well I think it's gonna be girls too."

,,None of you can know that for sure," Regina dismisses. ,,Maybe it's boys. Or one of each."

,,It's girls," Mal says.

,,Definitely," Henry adds with a grin.

Doctor Whale listens to the babies' heartbeats once more and they all look at the grainy images at the screen. Then doctor Whale wipes the gel off Regina's stomach and frowns at the angry, red zipper marks on her stomach.

,,You need to start wearing maternity clothes," he tells her.

,,Ha!" Maleficent exclaims quietly.

,,I know," Regina says. ,,But I'm just.."

,,No buts," doctor Whale says strictly. ,,You need to wear clothes that fits you and that's final."

Regina glares at him. She isn't used to being told off by anyone, and certainly not by doctor Whale, and she doesn't like it one bit.

Maleficent and Henry on the other hand, finds it incredibly funny to hear Regina get a scolding by doctor Whale, and they both snigger.

Regina ignores them and readjusts her clothes before she hops off the bed. She coldly thanks him and snatches the sonogram pictures out of his hand.

,,Always a pleasure Madam Mayor," Doctor Whale says with exaggerated politeness.

,,Likewise," Regina says dangerously sweetly and shakes his hand.

With that she leaves the consulting room and leaves Henry and Mal to say goodbye to doctor Whale. If that's what they want. Regina is sure as hell not gonna say goodbye to that rude man. She prefers to wait in the car.

Regina taps the wheel while she waits for Henry and Maleficent. What the hell is taking them so long? Surely it can't be that important.

Finally, they emerge from the hospital, and Mal chuckles as they climb into the car.

,,Well that was funny," she sniggers.

,,What was funny, dear?" Regina says and grinds her teeth.

,,Hearing you getting a scolding by doctor Whale."

Henry chuckles.

,,Now I have even more reason to dislike him," Regina grumbles and starts the car.

,,I'm surprised you didn't roast him," Mal chuckles as they drive away from the hospital. ,,I thought you didn't let people get away with scolding you."

,,I don't roast people anymore," Regina says. ,,But I was tempted."

They part ways outside the mansion. Henry is going to a fencing lesson with David, and Regina admonishes him to be careful. And god knows where Maleficent is going. She promptly climbs into the Mercedes once more and announces that she has a "thing".

A "thing". What the hell does that mean, Regina wonders as she closes the door behind her. Why is she always so secretive? Is that a dragon thing?

Regina removes the scarf and kicks her shoes off on her way upstairs. Once she makes it into the bedroom, she hastily unbuttons her shirt. Her breasts instantly spring free, almost popping out of the shirt. This is a battle she's losing, Regina realizes. She can't do anything about the changes in her body.

Regina sighs of relief as she opens the button in her pants and unzips them. Ahh. She can actually breathe again. But she can't very well walk around like this. She searches her closet in the hopes of finding something that will fit her.

It takes a while, but finally, in the back of the closet, she comes across a pair of sweatpants. Sweatpants! Where the hell did she even get those? When did the even buy such hideous garments?

Hideous or not, they feel very comfortable, so Regina promptly changes into them instead of her tight, black pants. Ahh, perfect. They may look unflattering, but they are extremely comfortable, and they fit her. There's even a little room for her still growing belly. She can breathe again.

She takes another peek in the back of the closet, and finds one of her "hardly never worn" tank tops. Yes. That will do quite nicely. Regina quickly changes out of her blazer and her half undone shirt and pulls the tank top over her head.

Perfect. It fits her growing belly perfectly. Her chest however, is still a little exposed, but the hell with it. She's home alone. She can wear whatever she wants. And it's comfortable. That's the only thing that matters right now.

Regina turns her back on the messy closet and returns to the living room. Now what, she questions herself. She's comfortable alright, but what's she to do? She took the day off because they were going to the doctors, and because she has been a little tired this week, but now when she's alone, she's bored. Typical. She runs a finger through her long dark locks as she wanders bare footed around in the living room. Maybe she should take a nap. No. Napping is for wusses, she decides. She could transport herself into her vault and go through the stuff that's in there, but she really isn't in the mood. That can wait until another day, Regina decides as she plops down on the couch. It feels nice to put her feet up for a little while. Maybe she should take a nap anyway. She doesn't doubt that she will be able to sleep. Regina shifts and rests her head on one of the cushions. She absentmindedly circles her growing belly with her thumb. Is it really two girls she's harboring in there? Interesting. She doesn't really know how to raise girls, but one thing certain, she's gonna be a better mother than Cora was.

A sudden movement from the front yard makes Regina stretch her neck up to look out of the window.

Snow White is standing outside the mansion and she's peering into the window.

Regina pushes herself up from the couch and walks into the hall to open the door.

,,Hello," Snow says and flashes her a kind smile.

,,Hello."

Snow frowns a little. ,,This isn't a bad time, is it?"

,,Of course not. Come in," Regina says and ushers her stepdaughter inside.

,,Sorry I lurked through the window," Snow says as they walks into the kitchen. ,,The car was gone, so I thought you were out."

,,It's alright. Maleficent has the car."

,,Oh. Where is she?"

,,I have no idea," Regina says dryly. ,,She had a "thing". God knows what that means."

Snow chuckles.

,,Do you want some coffee?"

,,Regina, you can't have…"

,,That's not what I said, dear. Do you want some coffee?"

,,Oh. Thank you."

Regina makes Snow a cup of coffee, and herself a cup of tea. She notices how Snow is looking at her attire.

,,Sorry about the outfit," she shrugs. ,,But I seem to grow out of my clothes."

,,Having trouble finding something that fits?" Snow inquires.

,,Yes. I should probably buy some new clothes."

Snow smiles. ,,At least you're pregnant in Storybrooke and not The Enchanted Forest. It's a hell of a lot easier to find maternity clothes here."

,,Good point."

,,So, how did the ultrasound go? How are the babies?" Snow asks eagerly and grins.

,,They are fine. Growing like they're supposed to."

,,That's great. Do you have the sonogram picture?"

Regina rummages through her purse and retrieves the sonogram picture. She hands the picture to Snow.

,,That's incredible," Snow says softly and looks at the grainy pictures. ,,I mean, just look at them."

Regina chuckles dryly. ,,I have looked at them, dear. I find myself doing that too much."

,,That's fairly normal," Snow assures with a smile. ,,Do you have any idea of the genders?"

,,None," Regina shrugs. ,,But Mal and Henry are convinced that its girls."

,,Really? Why do they think that?"

,,Maleficent claims to have a dragon instinct."

Snow sniggers. ,,Does that even exist?"

,,Probably not," Regina says flatly and takes another sip of her tea. She winces when she feels the taste on her lips.

,,What's going on, what's wrong?!" Snow asks, immediately alarmed.

Regina sighs deeply. ,,Nothing is wrong, dear. I simply don't like the tea, that's all."

,,Oh. Right. Please never make that face while you're pregnant. I thought you were in pain or something."

,,You are as bad as Maleficent," Regina murmurs.

,,Is she still coddling you?"

,,She has her moments. God, I look terrible in these clothes!"

,,You don't look terrible," Snow says firmly. ,,You look comfortable."

,,That's the same thing."

,,No it isn't." Snow smirks and looks at Regina's growing belly. ,,If I didn't know any better I'd say you look pregnant."

Regina scoffs. ,,And if I didn't know any better I'd say Haagen Dazs is smitten with my stomach."

They both laugh at that statement, and then there's a swirl of green magic. Maleficent is home.

,,Just in time for tea," Regina says sarcastically as Maleficent shrugs her coat off and removes her hat, allowing her golden hair to fall down past her shoulders.

,,You still aren't a huge fan of tea, are you?" Mal chuckles.

,,I wouldn't even force my enemies to drink it."

Mal laughs again and then she gives Regina an amused look. And Regina is well aware that the dragon has never seen her in anything as un-queenly as sweatpants and a tank top. Maleficent is still looking at her, and Regina is just about to defend her choice of wardrobe when Maleficent's expression changes from amused to something else. Her blue eyes glides from Regina's sweatpants to her tank top, and then her gaze settles on Regina's upper body. More specifically her chest.

Oh. Maybe this top is a little too revealing after all.

,,I like your shirt," Maleficent drawls and keeps her gaze fixated on Regina's chest.

,,I'm sitting right here," Snow interjects and shakes her head at Mal.

,,Oh right." The dragon smirks but continues to look at Regina's chest.

,,If you don't stop that at once I will change into something else," Regina says sternly.

,,Maybe you should," Maleficent says and gives Regina a little, secretive smile. ,,I come bearing gifts." She places a package right on the kitchen table.

Regina frowns and looks at the package. Its wrapped in white tissue paper and looks innocent enough, but she can't know for sure. This is Maleficent after all. The gift could very well be something that shouldn't be opened in front of anybody.

,,Well go on, open it!" Maleficent urges.

Regina hesitates.

,,For god's sake, I didn't buy you a bunch of snakes, just open the package, Regina!"

Snow chuckles into her coffee cup.

Regina slowly opens the package. She will kill Maleficent if it's something unsuitable. She tears the wrapping paper off and hopes that it isn't something that will make her blush.

It isn't.

Regina stares in amazement. It's a pantsuit. No, not just a pantsuit, it's a maternity pantsuit. Complete with black pants, black blazer and a white shirt. It looks exactly like her other pantsuits, except that it's clearly build for pregnancy.

And then something terrible happens. Regina finds herself getting affected and touched by the gesture. There's a lump the size of an apple in her throat and her bottom lip is quivering slightly. Her clothes have been bothering her for a while, and she's been worried about not being able to find the right kind of maternity clothes. And then Maleficent shows up with clothes that fits her style perfectly. Good god. She's actually about to burst into tears over a pantsuit. Damn hormones.

,,Thank you," she says and tries to suppress the trembling in her voice.

,,You're most welcome my dear. I hope you like it."

,,I do."

,,Good." Maleficent doesn't notice the change in Regina's mood and disappears upstairs to put her coat away.

Regina waits until she's gone. Then she quickly stands up and grabs a tissue. ,,Damn it," she mutters and pats her cheeks.

,,Are you getting emotional?" Snow says and beams at her.

,,It's my hormones. I can't help it," Regina sneers and wipes her eyes.

,,Of course not."

,,She bought me a pantsuit," Regina says strangled and sniffs.

,,A very sweet gesture," Snow agrees with a broad smile.

,,Are you alright down there?" Mal shouts from the bedroom.

,,I'm fine."

,,Are you sure? Your voice sounds strange."

Snow sniggers.

,,Don't tell her she made me emotional!" Regina warns.

To Be Continued..