Months went by and things hadn't gone back to normal. Emma began spiraling, her thoughts were consumed by the miscarriage and feelings of guilt.

Regina tried her best to be supportive. She moved into Emma's house, along with Henry, but she couldn't help feeling overwhelmed too. She didn't want to see Emma in pain anymore. She just wanted her to be happy again. The guilt she felt for pushing her to speak to Archie was almost too much for her to handle - Emma had agreed to see him but that hadn't materialized yet.

Emma stopped wearing her usual clothes. She stopped taking showers and started living in sweatpants and oversized hoodies. She stopped talking to everyone and started spending more time in her room. It was heartbreaking for Regina to watch. She couldn't imagine how difficult it must be for Emma. Regina held back tears as she watched Emma slowly shut down. She didn't know how long they could keep going on like this. Regina sighed as she remembered how Emma had been before the miscarriage. She was happy and radiant. Always laughing, always smiling. Except for the looming darkness, but even then, Emma pushed through it. Not now, though, This broken version of Emma was one Regina couldn't bear to see.

It was the 27th of October. Which meant that it was the day Emma had a scheduled appointment with Archie. After postponing more often than Regina could count, Emma ran out of excuses. Besides, the only way to get Regina and Henry off her back about it was to prove that therapy doesn't work.

"I killed a baby, Regina. How is that an easy thing to come to terms with?" She said. Regina couldn't understand, but she tried her best to be there for her. An effort that seemed futile.

Emma was sitting on her bed while Regina tried to find something for Emma to wear. "How about this?" Regina pulled out a frilly green top and held the hanger against herself. Emma barely looked up and nodded. "Really Emma? This is hideous. You're not even trying," Regina complained.

Emma wasn't paying attention anyway. She just wanted to get this over and done with. Regina stuck the hanger back into the closet and shifted through the rest of Emma's clothing.

"This seems better. Remind me to chuck out the green one. Or burn it," Regina grinned, making small efforts to get Emma to smile.

Emma didn't respond nor did she react.

"Well, I'll leave you to it," Regina kissed Emma's forehead and left the room to call Archie.

"Hey Regina," he answered, "How's it going? Emma's still coming, right?"

"Actually, that's why I called," Regina said hesitantly.

"Another canceled session? Where do we go from here?" Archie asked.

Regina didn't want to reveal that Emma had miscarried. To Archie's knowledge, Emma was just being distant and seemed depressed.

"No. Before I bring her in, I just wanted to know..." Regina trailed off, seeming to be lost in thought.

"Regina? Still there?" Archie questioned.

He heard her sniffle. Regina was trying to be strong for Henry and Emma but it was becoming overwhelming, "Emma needs your help. She is really struggling right now and I wanted to make sure that you'd try your best to assist."

Archie paused before answering, "I will do my best. And Regina, if you would like to see me later this week, I can set up an appointment for you."

"Thank you, Archie. Although, I'm just fine. It's Emma that I'm worried about."

Regina hung up the phone and couldn't help but feel a small tinge of sadness at the thought of Emma going through therapy. She herself knew that the first stages are always the most difficult.

After a moment, Emma appeared behind her.

"Gina," she said, barely audibly.

"Hey sweetheart, I just spoke to Archie. Are you ready?"

"I guess," Emma responded. She was dressed but didn't have any of her usual light make up on. Her eyes had red rims, as if she never stopped crying. Her hair was disheveled and uncombed, too. Regina assumed that Emma would at least brush her hair and as much as Regina wanted to fix it, she used all of her willpower to let Emma be.

Regina and Emma drove to Archie's office. Emma was nervous. She didn't know what to expect. They arrived at the office and Regina shut off her engine. She looked at Emma, who was daydreaming as she leaned her head against the window. "We're here," Regina placed her hand on Emma's thigh, bringing the blondes attention to the present moment.

The duo walked hand in hand into the office as they were greeted by Archie.

"Hey," he smiled, "Come on in."

Regina let go of Emma's hand which earned her a wide eyed look from the blonde, "You're not coming in?" Emma asked, sounding terrified.

"You've got this. I'll be right outside " Regina assured her. She pointed to the chair closest to the therapists room then kissed the side of Emma's head.

Emma walked in and took a seat, not making eye contact with Archie.

"So, Regina tells me you need some help?" he closed the door behind him.

Emma nodded, "She thinks so, anyway."

Archie smiled, "Well, from my experience, Regina knows what she's talking about."

Emma nodded again and looked down at her folded hands.

"How about we start with something easy. Why don't you tell me what's on your mind right now?" Archie encouraged her.

Emma turned her gaze towards the window, she opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.

"Okay, that's alright," Archie said, "Maybe we can try another approach? What did you have for breakfast this morning?"

She stared at him for a minute, Archie squirmed in his seat but held his concentration on her.

"Cereal," she eventually said then went back to staring out the window.

Archie leaned back in his chair, allowing the silence to linger. He'd been through enough of these sessions to know that sometimes silence spoke louder than words, "Cereal, huh? Any particular kind you like?"

Emma shrugged, "It doesn't matter."

"Alright," Archie said gently. He took a moment, "You don't have to tell me anything you're not ready to, Emma. We can sit here as long as you need."

Emma's gaze stayed fixed on the window. The room was quiet except for the faint hum of the air conditioner. She could feel his patience, and oddly, it made her chest tighten.

"I'm not good at this," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Archie tilted his head, "Good at what?"

"Talking," She turned to him, her expression both vulnerable and defiant, "This whole therapy thing… I just–" She broke off, her hands balling into fists in her lap.

"Talking can be hard," Archie acknowledged, keeping his voice steady and calm, "Especially when the things you need to talk about hurt."

Emma's jaw tightened, "You don't understand. I don't even know where to start."

"That's okay," Archie assured her, "We don't have to figure it all out today. We can take it one small step at a time. How about we start with why you decided to come in today?"

Emma gave a bitter laugh, shaking her head, "I didn't decide. Regina decided for me. She thinks I'm broken or something."

Archie paused, considering his words carefully. "Do you feel broken?"

Emma's lip trembled. She looked away, her eyes welling up with tears she refused to let fall, "I feel lost," she admitted, "Like everything's spinning out of control, and I don't know how to fix it. Or if I even can."

Archie leaned forward, his tone gentle but firm. "It sounds like you've been carrying a lot on your own, Emma. And sometimes, when we carry too much, it can feel impossible to find our footing again."

Emma wiped her cheek with the back of her hand, "It's my fault," she blurted out.

"What's your fault?" Archie asked, his voice steady, encouraging.

Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she hesitated. But something in Archie's calm presence made her feel safe enough to say it out loud. "The baby. I didn't even know, but if I'd been paying attention, maybe—" She broke off, pressing her palms to her eyes as the tears finally spilled over.

Archie let the words hang in the air for a moment, respecting their weight and absorbing her words, "Emma," he said softly, "That's not your fault."

She shook her head fiercely, "You don't know that. You don't know me. It's easy for you to tell me that's it isn't my fault. Typical thing for a therapist, who isn't going through this shit, to say."

"Emma, I get that you're upset-" Archie said.

Emma stood up, "No, Archie. I'm done here."

Archie stood too, "I understand if you're not feeling up to this right now, but I want you to know that I'm here for you and I think you need help. If you're willing to let me, I would like to help you through this."

Emma strolled out of the office. She walked right past Regina, who stood when she heard the commotion inside.

Regina followed her, "Emma, hey. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah," Emma said and continued walking.

Regina caught up to her at the car, "Really? How'd it go?"

Emma turned and eyed Regina, "I'm pretty sure you know the answer to that, Gina. The walls aren't thin."

Emma hated that Regina had to use her car, now she stood waiting for Regina to actually open it so she could get in and get home. Opening the car wasn't Regina's top priority, she made that very clear. Tears slid down Emma's cheeks. She was tired of hiding it.

Regina stood beside Emma and leaned against the car. She wrapped her arm around Emma's shoulder and pulled her into a half-bodied embrace. "Shhh, it's okay," Regina cooed.

Emma finally pulled away from Regina and asked softly, "What do you want?"

Regina thought for a moment, "I want to go out on dates with you. I want you to mess up spells just so that I can spend more time teaching you. I want you to pick Henry up from school and play video games with him again. I want you to be okay."

She turned away from Emma and unlocked the doors, "I didn't mean to upset you."

Emma laughed coldly, "Well, you did. What do you want from this session with Archie? Did you want to hear that I'm falling apart? That I feel empty inside? Because both of those things are true," She sobbed.

"That's not fair, Emma," Regina sighed, hurt by her words.

"None of this is fair!" Emma screamed, "None of it." Emma got into the car.

Regina got into the drivers side, "You're right. None of it is fair."

Emma stopped thinking and turned to face Regina. She let out a deep sigh, "Gina, I - I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. I'm just really overwhelmed by everything."

Regina nodded, "I know, sweetheart. I know."

Regina started the vehicle and drove off.

Emma was suddenly alert, "Where are we going?" She asked when she realized Regina wasn't driving in the direction to her or Regina's house.

Regina gave Emma a warm smile, "We're gonna get ice cream."

Emma was silent for the rest of the way. Regina stopped the vehicle outside the ice cream parlor and got out. She returned a moment later with two huge ice cream cones. Regina bent to the height of Emma's window, asking her to open up.

"Rocky road for me, and chocolate chip for you," Regina handed it to Emma.

"You want me to eat this in your car?" Emma's eyes widened.

"Heavens no, the park entrance is around the corner," Regina stood, she shielded her eyes from the glaring sun and looked in the direction of the park.

Emma laughed. A genuine laugh. She hadn't smiled or laughed the way she did in ages. Which meant that it caught Regina off guard. Regina froze but quickly gained composure in an effort to not make Emma feel uncomfortable.

Once at the park, Regina held Emma's hand in hers. They walked over to the bench by the pond and ate their ice cream.

"Killian was adamant on having kids. 6 to be exact," Emma bit a piece of the sugar coated cone.

"6? He can barely take care of himself," Regina chuckled. Emma smiled at that.

"We had a huge fight a couple of months ago. He would conveniently forget to buy condoms or make an excuse about how they feel," Emma started to explain. Regina was all ears, this was the most words Emma used in months.

"He wanted me to take a pregnancy test. I did - it was negative- looking back, it was definitely a false negative. Killian wasn't too happy about it. That night, he came home - drunk. I waited up for him but fell asleep on the couch. He shook me awake and chucked a dozen pregnancy tests on me. Insisted that I needed to pee on every one of them," Emma paused. She licked the droplets of ice cream that escaped the cone and landed on her fingers.

"Did you?" Regina asked.

"I don't think I would've been able to," Emma smiled to herself, "I was upset and may have used magic to burn them."

"Ah," Regina nodded in understanding.

"If I took the test..." Emma trailed off. Regina noticed the woman's eyes starting to tear up.

"Can I ask you something?" Regina questioned.

Emma looked up at her, "Yeah?"

"If you knew about the pregnancy, would you still be with Killian?"

Emma's silence made Regina tear up too. She knew that a baby may be the reason Killian and Emma stayed together. Which also meant that she wouldn't be sitting next to Emma, or have the privilege to say that Emma is her girlfriend.

"I don't know," Emma answered her question. "Come to think of it - as much as losing a child is heartbreaking - I'm glad I didn't know about the pregnancy. Bright side, right? I would have probably still been with Killian."

Before Regina had a chance to respond to that, Emma spoke again, "I love you, Regina. I'm sorry for being distant lately. I really have a lot to be thankful for - You being the top of that list. Thank you for staying. I promise to be better." She squeezed Regina's hand to give her the reassurance she needed.

XXX

"Hey kiddo," Emma greeted Henry, "We need to talk to you about something."

Henry was playing a video games but when he heard his mother speaking, he dropped the controller out of surprise. He looked at her in awe but then caught the stern look Regina gave him from behind Emma and decided to save his reactions.

"Yeah?" Henry asked.

Regina nodded at Emma. She knew that it was her place to tell Henry. Regina and Emma took a seat on either side of Henry. He began to worry.

"I've been keeping you in the dark for a while. I had a miscarriage, kid. It's been tough on me for the past couple of months," Emma began.

Henry stared at her for a while. His face didn't show any expression.

"You were pregnant?" Henry's eyebrows shot up in shock.

Tears pricked at the corners of Emma's eyes. She had been expecting this reaction from Henry, "Yes, I was. But that doesn't matter right now, because we don't have the baby anymore."

"I'm sorry, Emma," Henry said and hugged her.

The tears in Emma's eyes fell silently. She hugged Henry back, "I love you so much."

Regina moved closer and put an arm around both Emma and Henry. They spent the rest of the night on the couch, together.

xxx

A couple of weeks went by and Emma started to get back to herself. She had stopped feeling so guilty about the miscarriage and started accepting it. Regina had been with her every step of the way.

They were in the kitchen when Henry came in.

"Hey kiddo, what's up?" Emma asked him.

Henry shrugged, "Not much. I was just thinking."

Regina turned to him, "About what?"

"About you two," Henry replied and he pointed his index finger to both women.

Emma and Regina exchanged a glance. They didn't know where this was going and they were both unsure if they were willing to find out.

"Well, I know you've been through some tough stuff lately," Henry began, "and I just wanted to say that I'm glad you're happy again."

Regina stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Henry, "Thank you. That means a lot to us."

"Also," Henry hesitated, looking up at them both, oou two need to get out of the house. I know it's been a while since you've been out, so I was thinking you could go on a date...for the weekend."

Regina and Emma looked at each other. They had barely spent time outside the house in a while and a weekend getaway sounded nice.

"Why do you think we need to get out for a whole weekend?" Emma asked curiously.

Henry shrugged, "I don't know, it was just an idea."

The two women exchanged a look. They knew Henry wasn't telling them something.

"You don't have any plans, do you?" Emma asked teasingly.

Henry shook his head, "Nope."

xxx

The duo decided on going to Boston for the weekend. When they arrived in the city, Regina and Emma got out of Emma's Bug. They walked to the door of their hotel and stepped inside.

The lobby was small but cozy. The walls were painted a soothing beige color and there was a small fountain in the middle. There was a young woman sitting at the desk to their right. Emma approached her.

"Hi, My name is Emma Swan. We have a booking," Emma said.

The woman smiled, "Hi, Ms. Swan. I have you right here. Room 101."

She handed Emma the keycard and Regina picked up their bag.

"Thank you," Emma said, smiling.

The elevator ride was short. They found their room and walked in.

Regina set their bag down and walked over to the window. She pulled the curtains open and the sunlight lit up the room.

"Wow, this view is amazing," Regina said as Emma walked up behind her. Emma wrapped her arms around Regina's waist. She buried her face in her neck and smiled.

"Are you happy?" Emma asked.

Regina shook her head, "Nope." She tilted to face Emma and pecked her lips. Regina hummed, "Now I am."

Emma closed her eyes and let out a happy sigh. She felt content. She had everything she wanted. She had her girlfriend, her son, and she had her health.

xxx

The two women went out for lunch. They took a seat at a little café. The server gave them a menu and left.

"Gina?" Emma said, turning to Regina.

"Yes, baby?" Regina replied, splitting her attention between Emma and the menu in her hands.

"What are you thinking?" Emma asked curiously.

Regina tilted her head, and looked up at Emma, "What do you mean?"

"Ever since we've got here, You've been looking at me with those sorrowful eyes. I'm not make of glass, you know," Emma pointed out.

Regina sighed and looked away, "I don't really know how to answer that."

Emma's face fell.

"I'm sorry," Emma began, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. It's just that sometimes you look happy, and other times you're sad. It's confusing because it's usually within the same minute."

"Emma, you're not made of glass, I know that. I just - I'm really happy, but I also feel sad. We've gone through so much these past few weeks. I just wish things could have gone differently," Regina replied.

"Differently? How?" Emma pried a bit more.

Regina set her menu down, "I wish I could've been there for you more. You know? I should've seen signs about things long before it was almost too late to save you."

Emma nodded in understanding and reached for Regina's hand. She squeezed it gently, "You did the best you could, given the circumstances. Honestly, anyone else would've ran the other direction," Emma said softly.

She brought Regina hand up to her lips, "I love you."

"I love you too," Regina replied with a smile and slight blush.

The server came back and took their order.

xxx

After lunch, they went back to their room and rested for a bit. Emma lay down on the bed and snuggled into the blanket. She heard the door open, but didn't bother to move. The bed shifted slightly as Regina lay down next to her.

"Hey," Regina said softly, "How are you feeling?"

"Great, actually," Emma replied, rolling over to face her.

Regina leaned in and kissed Emma softly. Emma wrapped her arms around her and pulled her closer. The kisses turned into passion quickly. Emma rolled on top of Regina and placed soft and gentle kisses all over her face.

Regina giggled, "I love your kisses." She brushed her fingers along Emma's jawline and then gripped her jaw firmly, "They're intoxicating," she whispered before capturing Emma's lips with her own.

Regina gasped as Emma pressed her knee between her thighs. They rolled over until Regina was on top. Emma moved her hands to pull Regina's shirt up. Regina lifted her hands above her head to assist Emma.

Emma groaned as Regina's breasts were revealed, "No bra?"

While she leaned up to suck Regina's nipple, Regina looked at hee smugly, "Thought it might make things easier for us."

Emma moved her mouth over to the other nipple while she pinched the one she previously gave attention to. She stopped briefly, "Do you know what happens if you don't wear a bra?" She asked coyly.

Regina gave her an over dramatic thinking face, "Do my breasts end up sagging? Would they explode? Oh, Miss Swan, please tell me so I make the right decisions."

Emma rolled her eyes playfully, "I'm not sure. But all I am sure about is that if you don't wear a bra, I wouldn't be able to hold myself back."

She flicked one of Regina's nipples, "Bad girl," Emma groaned and pulled the flicked nipple into her mouth. She bit down - hard.

Regina moaned and moved her hips down to meet Emma's. The friction made them both gasp. Regina sat up again and moved off Emma. She started to pull her pants down. Emma mirrored Regina's actions, removing her own pants.

Regina pushed Emma down on the bed and kissed her way down her body. She settled between Emma's thighs and spread them open. She licked her way down Emma's folds then circled Emma's clit with her tongue. Regina started to suck.

Emma bucked her hips up, "Gina."

Regina smiled against her. She slid a finger into Emma and started to move it in and out. She sucked harder on Emma's clit, "Sweetness," Regina hummed against Emma's folds as she licked. Emma started to moan louder.

Regina moved her mouth to the side of Emma's clit and started to lick there. She added a second finger and moved them in and out.

Emma felt close, but not quite there yet. She moaned again.

Regina looked up at her, "Tell me what you want, Baby."

Emma looked back at her and panted. She moved her hips down against Regina's fingers but hadn't responded to Regina's question.

Regina started to move her fingers in and out of Emma at a slower pace. She watched her closely. When she saw Emma's face start to scrunch up in frustration, she spoke, "Do you want to cum?" She asked.

"Yes, please," Emma begged, barely able to form coherent words.

"Tell me what you need to cum," Regina said softly.

Emma looked at Regina and saw the smile on her face, "You're teasing me."

Regina shrugged and sat up.

"Please. Please don't stop," Emma begged.

Regina pulled her fingers out of Emma and inserted them into Emma's mouth, "Thought I was a bad girl. Now, do bad girls really take instructions or do we break the rules?"

Emma sucked Regina's fingers hungrily. Regina pumped her fingers harshly into Emma's mouth. Emma closed her eyes as she moaned and bucked her hips down.

"Look at me, Emma," Regina demanded.

Emma opened her eyes and looked at Regina. There was a smile plastered across Regina's face.

"Tell me what you want," Regina said again, now removing her clean fingers from Emma's mouth.

"Put them back," Emma begged.

Regina placed her fingers back into Emma's mouth, "Here. Better?" She held Emma's jaw with the palm of her hand and pumped her fingers in and out again.

Emma squealed and shook her head. She muffled out a, "No," and Regina removed her fingers. Regina went back to sucking harder on Emma's clit.

"I'm gonna cum," Emma said breathlessly.

Regina picked up the pace, she pumped her fingers into Emma and drew a loud moan from the blonde.

She could feel Emma getting close. She felt her thighs start to shake and felt her muscles clamp down around her fingers. But just as Emma was about to cum, Regina pulled her mouth off and stopped moving her fingers.

Emma cried out in frustration. Her hips bucked up, trying to move against Regina's fingers that were still inside of her.

"What the fuck?" Emma demanded.

Regina smirked and pulled her fingers out of Emma, "You need to be a good girl," Regina stated, looking at Emma.

"But, I'm so close," Emma panted.

"That's exactly why I stopped, Emma," Regina said with a soft tone.

"Please don't stop. Please let me cum, Emma pleaded.

Regina leaned down and kissed Emma's thigh. She smirked up at her as she watched her squirm on the bed. Regina leaned back down and licked Emma's clit. Emma cried out at the sensation.

"Gina, please. I need to cum," Emma asked in a more polite tone now, assuming that if she asks nicely then Regina would allow her to orgasm.

The desperation in Emma's voice made Regina feel good. She could feel her own pussy start to ache, "I'll let you cum when I'm ready for you to," Regina said. Regina moved her fingers back into Emma and sucked her clit into her mouth. Emma moaned loudly.

Regina started to tease her clit more. She could see her getting close to cumming.

"Cum for me, baby girl," Regina growled as she pumped harder and faster.

Regina smiled as Emma came around her fingers. Emma's body shook and she started to scream, "Fuck, GINA."

Regina watched her until she saw her cumming subside, "That was so hot," Regina said breathlessly.

"Fuck you," Emma rolled her eyes at the brunette above her.

Regina laughed as she moved up the bed to lie next to her. She pulled Emma into her arms and held her tight. They rested for a while before Emma rolled out of bed and headed to her luggage. She fished through it until she landed on what she was looking for, a remote controlled vibrator.

She moved back to the bed. Emma pressed the tip of the vibrator against Regina's pussy and smiled.

"You didn't think you were the only one that could tease, did you?" Emma asked. The question wiped the smug look off of Regina's face.

Emma switched on the vibrator and pushed it inside Regina.

Regina moaned. She closed her eyes and opened her legs wider. Emma smirked at the sight. She moved in closer and kissed Regina's thigh. She kissed her way up her stomach and to her breasts. She circled one nipple with her tongue before she took it into her mouth.

Emma clicked the button on the remote, slowly increasing the intensity of the vibrations. Regina groaned as she felt the sensations inside of her. She thrust her hips up into Emma's body.

Emma licked over to the other nipple and took that one into her mouth too. She pinched one between her fingers as she sucked the other.

Regina felt the vibration start to move faster. She moaned louder and grabbed onto Emma's shoulders.

She was getting close much quicker than Emma anticipated. Regina moved her mouth to the side of Emma's and started to breathe heavily. She moaned louder, her orgasm building. Regina bit down on Emma.

"Tell me you want to cum," Emma said. She stopped the vibrations.

Regina pulled back and stared at Emma. Regina moaned, she was so close to cumming, but she couldn't seem to make herself beg for it.

"Tell me," Emma repeated.

"I need to cum. I'm so fucking close. Please, don't stop," Regina begged.

Emma smirked as she pressed the vibrator deeper into Regina, "Hm, those words sound familiar. Right, I guess I was the one begging not too long ago. Remind me, what did you say when I begged?"

Regina panicked. She couldn't remember.

"Please. Don't stop. Please." Regina pleaded.

Emma ignored her, "You said you'd let me cum when you were ready. I guess we're not ready yet," Emma replied and pulled the vibrator out of her.

Regina cried out in frustration.

"Emma, please. Don't do that to me." Regina begged.

"What did you say when I told you not to stop?" Emma replied with a smirk.

"Emma," Regina whined.

Emma leaned down and pressed the vibrator against her clit. She started to rub it in small circles.

Regina closed her eyes. She felt her body start to shake as her orgasm built.

"Say you're sorry," Emma pinned Regina down.

"I'm sorry. Please let me cum," Regina begged.

Emma smirked, "You're not sorry. You liked seeing me beg. And you know what, I did too."

Regina moaned as Emma's words made her even more desperate. She watched as Emma moved the vibrator inside of her again. Emma started to thrust it in and out slowly.

She started to tease Regina's clit.

Regina panted as she felt Emma's fingers and the vibrator moving inside of her.

"You should be glad I love you so much," Emma said smugly, "Cum for me."

Regina was about to respond when she felt herself cum. She moaned loudly and felt the vibrator moving faster and faster.

"Emma! Emma, I'm cumming," Regina screamed out.

She felt her orgasm build to its peak and then crash back down. She watched as Emma pulled the vibrator out and turned it off.

"Good girl," Emma said softly as she crawled back up to Regina.

Regina looked at her and smirked. She reached up and cupped Emma's cheek. She brought her in for a kiss. Regina watched as the smirk fell from Emma's face to be replaced with pure adoration.

"You're MY good girl," Regina said softly as they pulled apart.