Gen and Emma sit on opposite sides of Regina who quickly fell asleep after the social worker left. After Gen handed over the rental car keys, Henry and Mary Margaret went to explore the town per Regina's suggestion.

Emma stares at Gen who is working on her laptop. "Why did she want you to stay?"

Gen glances up but continues typing. "The social worker suggested she would be keeping a close eye on this room. She may have felt it best for me to be here to handle any issues should they arise."

Emma slowly nods, but keeps her eyes on Gen even as she goes back to her laptop. "Is there a reason you won't tell me how you know Regina? She doesn't exactly get out much, and I've never seen you before Atlanta."

Keeping her eyes on the computer, Gen responds, "Perhaps she gets out more than you think."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means I've never been to Storybrooke." Gen closes her laptop and glances at Regina, noticing she has woken up and is watching Gen. "Talk to your girlfriend," she says to neither of them in particular. She gathers her computer and leaves the room.

Emma watches her leave then turns back to Regina who has now focused on Emma. "We don't have to talk about this if you don't want to, babe."

"It's okay," Regina tries to assure her. "I met her…" Regina has to take breaths every few words, still tired. "In New York a couple… a couple of years ago."

"After Robin?"

"Yes."

"I didn't know you went to New York."

"I never told you."

"Why not?"

"You wouldn't have… wanted to know."

Emma stares at Regina, trying to understand where this conversation is headed. "Okay, so what happened?"

Regina releases a couple of weak coughs and sighs. "We were at… a conference. We met. We talked. We went out."

"Went out? Like on a date?" Emma scoots her chair closer, turning it to face Regina more directly.

"Yes."

"So, that's it? You went to New York, met gorgeous powerful lawyer, went on a date, came home?" Emma attempts not to sound as desperate as she feels. She tries to remind herself that they weren't together then, and she has no right to be jealous.

"I stayed for a week." Regina looks down for a moment then back up at Emma. "With her."

"Oh," Emma responds quietly. "So that's why you were gone. I remember you leaving. But I don't understand why you called her now."

"As you said… powerful lawyer. I still had her information."

Emma pulls her legs up in the chair. "Have you guys been like talking or anything this whole time?"

"Emma," Regina holds out her hand. Emma hesitates then intertwines their fingers. "She helped me realize… I had feelings for you."

Emma perks up. "You've had feelings for me for over two years now?"

Regina's lip quirks up as she attempts to smile. "Yes, idiot, I have."

With a goofy smile, Emma leans forward and kisses Regina's hand. "Okay, so you guys didn't even do anything. Why wouldn't Gen tell me that?"

Regina looks at Emma for a moment before starting. "Emma, I stayed with that… woman for a week. Things happened."

Emma slumps back in her chair. "That means you've probably had sex with her more times than me."

"It's not a compe- competition, my love."

"Not even denying it?" Emma throws up her hands. "Damn, that must have been a busy week."

"And at the end of it, I wanted… nothing more… than to come home to someone… I had never even been with. Shouldn't that… mean something to you?"

Emma looks back and forth between Regina's eyes. "That someone was me, right?"

Regina tries but fails to roll her eyes. "You are such… an idiot, Miss Swan."

Emma smiles faintly. "Your idiot."

"Yes, you are," Regina holds out her hand for Emma again, relieved when Emma doesn't hesitate this time.

"I wish she wasn't so damn appealing."

Regina raises an eyebrow questioningly.

"If she was a bitch, it'd be so much easier to hate her right now, but she's literally done nothing wrong. It's terrible."

Regina softly chuckles. "You're adorable."

Emma shrugs and kisses Regina's hand. "I try."