A/N: I do plan to continue my Lost Girl story, but I've found that I can't get Swan Queen out of my head, so here you go. Part 2 is nearly finished at 2,000+ words, so that shouldn't be a long wait.

Criteria: Regina/Emma, What if Henry wants to go camping? Regina is not fond of the idea but takes all she gets. Emma is coming along, but Henry wants his own tent, so the mayor and the sheriff must share.
Prompter: madame-denna

Emma pulled up to the mayor's mansion in her yellow bug and walked up the driveway. She'd gotten a strange SOS signal from Henry over the walkie-talkie and had driven over as fast as she could. Since she was living in her car at the moment, it really hadn't been that far to travel. She was surprised to see the mayor in blue jeans and a white t-shirt. It was a very form-fitting t-shirt, but still a t-shirt. From the looks of the various suitcases the mayor was carrying, she was going somewhere…except no one could leave Storybrooke, so where could she possibly be going?

"Miss Swan, may I ask what you are doing here?" Regina turned to face her with her hands on her hips, trying to look as menacing as possible despite her casual appearance. Ever since Emma Swan had entered her life, Regina had been cranky and irritable. She'd only agreed to the trip because it would be a chance to spend time with her son without that woman hanging around and getting under her skin. She should have known it could never be that simple.

Emma put her hands in her pocket as she answered, not about to be intimidated, "Henry called. He said you were in trouble."

"Of course he did. Henry, get out here right this minute," Regina's voice carried and her no-nonsense tone was unmistakable.

"Coming, mom," Henry ran outside carrying his backpack and shouted, "Emma!" as he was unable to hide his excitement at seeing his other mother.

"Henry, did you ask Miss Swan to come over here today?" Regina knelt down until she was at eye level with her son.

Henry looked down at the ground, "I…thought she could come camping with us."

"Henry, don't be silly. I'm sure Miss Swan has better things to do than to join us on a camping trip," Regina scoffed as she continued to pack the car, realizing with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that he had probably only requested the trip in the first place to spend more time with Emma.

Henry pouted, doing his best to look as pitiful as possible, "Mom, come on. It will be fun."

Regina sighed and looked at Emma, who shrugged. No matter what Henry seemed to think, she hated seeing him so unhappy. She got an idea in her head and began smiling like a Cheshire cat. She knew just the way to get Emma to say no. That way she'd be the 'good mom,' and Henry would see Miss Swan's true colors. She asked, "Miss Swan, would you like to come camping with us?"

Emma eyed her suspiciously, "What's the catch?"

"No catch. You'd have to share a tent. There's not enough time to buy another one and get to the campground before dark," Regina tried to look like she wasn't up to something but failed miserably.

Emma responded carefully, "I'd be happy to share a tent with Henry."

"Really, Emma?" Henry wrapped his arms around her in a bear hug until suddenly his face fell, "My tent won't fit both of us."

"Henry has a child-sized dome tent, Miss Swan. When we bought it, we weren't exactly thinking we'd be having company," Regina smirked. She was positively sure that Emma would back out now that she knew she'd have to share a tent with her instead of Henry.

Henry smiled, still excited about his new tent, "It has Spiderman on it." He leaned up to whisper to her conspiratorially, "Mom wouldn't let me have the one with Snow White."

Emma grinned back at Henry, "Well, it's a good thing I happen to have my own tent, isn't it?" She reached into her car and pulled out a nylon tent bag.

"Miss Swan, you just happen to have a tent in your car? Next thing I know, you'll just happen to have clothes and other necessities as well," Regina glowered, not happy that her plan was being thwarted. She was so sure Emma would back out. All she wanted was to spend some quality time with her son, like she did before he ever got that blasted book.

Emma smiled sweetly, the sarcasm dripping from her voice, "Now that you mention it, I do. Turns out I'm in between places to stay."

"Granny's didn't work out?" Regina realized that her previous plan to get the blonde out of her town was backfiring on her at the moment.

Emma shook her head, "Not so much. But the bright side is, I get to spend the weekend with my two favorite people in the world."

"You have ten minutes to get your stuff together and in my car if you plan to come with us, and not one minute more," Regina stated as she went back inside for the remainder of their packed items.

Emma called over to Henry, "Hey, kid. I could use some help over here."

"Okay, Emma," Henry scrambled over to her in an effort to be as helpful as possible. He didn't know what had come over The Evil Queen that she was being so nice all of a sudden, but he wasn't about to take any chances that she would suddenly change her mind.

"Henry, what does Archie say about lying?" Emma asked pointedly as she threw a few sets of clothes into a bag.

"I know, I know. Giving in to one's dark side never accomplishes anything," Henry rolled his eyes.

Emma looked him directly in the eyes, "So why did you lie to me?"

"Because I wanted to see you, and hey, Emma, your superpower doesn't work over the phone, does it?" Henry beamed, thrilled that he had figured out a successful way to lie to his birth mother.

Emma was silent, not entirely certain how to respond to him without lying through her teeth. To be perfectly honest, her superpower hadn't been working the way it should have been ever since she had entered the town of Storybrooke. Still, the last thing she wanted was her ten-year-old son thinking he could lie to her and get away with it. She glanced around and counted her blessings as Regina chose that moment to carry a cooler and a few more suitcases outside. Using the opportunity that fell right into her lap, Emma deflected, "Henry, go help your mother carry all of that and see if you can talk her into giving me a few extra minutes, will you?"

"I know what you're doing, but I'm going to go help my mom anyway," Henry stated and turned back toward his other mother. He called to her as he ran, "Mom, I can get that!"

Regina let him help her with some of the lighter suitcases and glanced over at Emma, who was frantically packing her belongings. Her eyes wandered of their own accord down Emma's bent figure, as she subconsciously licked her lips in appreciation. As she realized where her thoughts were headed, she immediately scolded herself. This was the woman who could take Henry from her, and no matter what her body seemed to think, that alone made Emma Swan entirely undateable and off limits.

"Mom, are you ok?" Henry asked.

Regina turned to look at her son, "Yes, of course, dear. Miss Swan, put your belongings in the backseat. We don't have all day."

At the mayor's urging, Emma threw the last of her personal effects into her bag, locked up her car, and headed for the mayor's vehicle. She wasn't sure what she was anticipating more-spending time with Henry or driving Regina crazy. She smiled to herself, knowing that this camping trip had the potential to be a once in a lifetime experience, and she was going to make the most of it.