With a cup of coffee in each hand, Regina enters the bedroom finding Emma now changed into shorts and a tank top. They just stare at each other for a moment before Regina moves further into the room, handing a cup to Emma who promptly sets it down.
"I'm sorry about tonight," Regina starts.
Emma shrugs. "You didn't make Henry come in here, but you did agree with him."
"But he was right."
Emma laughs. "In what world was he right?"
Regina sits on the bed across from Emma, putting her own mug down. "I can't call you my love, but I can have sex with you?"
Emma shakes her head. "No. We were not having sex. You were about to make love to me, and that kid has no clue what that means."
"I want to be with you, Emma. I am trying to understand what all of these emotions mean, and I don't want to just pull you along."
"It's too late for that, Regina. I have been in love with you for years, and you've just been loving flirting and teasing. You demanded to know my feelings yet refused to ask yourself the same question. I laid it all for you, and now I'm just your experiment."
Regina stiffens. "Experiment?"
"For you to test out your feelings on. Don't remember what it feels like to love so let's see how long the swan will stick around and let your poke her." Emma shakes her head and stands, wiping away a tear.
Regina reaches out for her hand, but Emma pulls back. "Emma, let me explain."
"I'm too tired for this." She walks to the door but stops when she hears Regina stand. "Please don't follow me."
With the sun beaming through the blinds, Regina stirs awake and sighs when she sees Emma's dress from last night folded on the dresser. She grabs the nearly full coffee mug from the night stand, hardly touched, and leaves the room.
Henry pokes his head up from his bowl of cereal and just stares at her. He notices the tear streaks stained on her cheeks. "I'm really sorry," he mumbles.
"I know you are," she says as she steps past him into the kitchen. She dumps out her mug and moves to get more coffee, but sees that the machine is turned off. "Where's your mother?"
"Huh?"
Regina spins around. "Emma. Your mother. Where is she?"
Henry shrugs and plays with his cereal. "She left before I got up. Sent me a text about starting early at work."
"That's wonderful," Regina says with a sigh.
"I told you to be careful with her emotions," Henry says quietly.
"Do you really want to have this conversation right now, Henry?"
Henry pushes his cereal bowl back. "Yes, actually, I do."
Regina just stares at him.
He clears his throat and straightens up as much as he can. "Ma is not doing well, and I don't think you're helping."
"Why do you say that?"
"Well, she's not here right now, is she?" He gestures around the apartment. "I don't think you're trying hard enough."
Regina moves around the kitchen to start the coffee machine. "How exactly am I not trying hard enough? I'm trying to do what she asks of me, and I'm being open."
"Are you really though?"
Regina nods once. "Yes."
"Do you love her?"
Regina turns to face him. "You know I do."
"Are you in love with her?" He looks at her hopefully, and it breaks her heart.
"I don't know, sweetie."
His hopeful look turns to anger. "How can you not know? How can you possibly not tell if you are in love with someone?"
"I don't know, Henry. I don't remember what it's like to be in love. I've intentionally pushed those feelings out of my heart."
Henry stands up. "Wait, if you don't remember what it feels like, then how do you know what you're feeling isn't exactly that, you being in love with Ma?"
Regina's eyes widen. "I guess I don't know."
Henry smiles and pumps a fist. "You're in love with her. You're totally in love with her."
"Maybe I am." Regina turns back to the coffee machine and lets a small smile grace her lips.
Emma sits at her desk typing, her supervisor hovering over her as they talk about something on the screen.
Regina rounds the corner, a boxed lunch in hand, and stops when she sees the gorgeous red headed supervisor leaning over Emma, her breasts only inches from Emma's face, and her fingers in Emma's hair. She grits her teeth and drops the lunch on desk.
Emma jumps and turns her head, pulling back quickly when she realizes how close her supervisor's breasts are to her.
The supervisor slowly stands and turns to Regina. "Can I help you?"
Regina ignores her and looks only at Emma. "I brought you lunch."
Emma glances down at the box then back up to Regina. "I'm only working a half day, but thanks." She turns back to the computer.
Regina grabs her shoulder. "Emma, what's going on here?" She looks between Emma and the supervisor.
Emma notices. "She's my supervisor. We're working on a project together."
"Very together, I see," Regina glares at the woman.
The supervisor just smiles. "I'm sorry, but this floor is for employees only, so I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
Regina directs her attention back to Emma. "Anything you want to tell me?"
"That jealousy doesn't suit you." Emma turns back to her computer. "I'll be home in an hour."
Regina just stares at the back of Emma's head then clenches her jaw and turns to leave.
"Oh, and Regina," Emma calls out.
Regina spins back around to see Emma holding the box out to her. "Mind putting this in the fridge for me?" Regina stares at the box then Emma and plasters on a fake smile before slapping the box to the ground. She turns on her heel and swiftly marches out of the office area.
The supervisor tosses her hair over her shoulder and moves back close to Emma. "Where were we?"
Emma glances over her shoulder once last time then sighs and starts working again.