Prologue

A/N: In this universe, the curse was enacted by the Cora, who IS NOT Regina's biological mother. What was Regina's role then? The Black Knight in the E.F., and Cora's personal bodyguard in Storybrooke, but with no memories of the E.F just like everyone else. However, Emma is still the Savior. Also, there is no Henry here. Inspired by DarkWingsDarkWords48's story 'It's Little, And Broken, But Still Good'. So to sum it up, some characters are slightly, just slightly, OOC, mainly Regina, as there was no Daniel incident. Anyways enough said, ENJOY!

UPDATE 2/17/15: I added some things to this chapter in an attempt to slow the pace down a bit, don't know if it worked out okay, though, let me know :) I fixed a few mistakes as well…

Regal Nightclub, the lighted sign read. The club had opened three weeks ago. Everyone wanted a new place of entertainment in Storybrooke, and Ruby had suggested to Snow they build a nightclub. When everyone agreed, it was a done deal. So here Emma was, for the first time, walking into the place. Blue by Gemini was playing in the background. The music rang loudly inside club. While she had always enjoyed a bit of fun, Emma felt out of place. She preferred getting a couple of drinks down at the Rabbit Hole with Ruby, Belle, and Snow. The only reason she was here was because Regina had asked her to come. She hadn't heard from Regina for weeks, and it had been the longest weeks of her life.

It wasn't the first time though. Ever since Regina had discovered she could cross the town line, she hardly spent any time in Storybrooke anymore. Emma couldn't blame her though, after Snow had taken over the position as Mayor after the curse broke, Regina wasn't exactly left with anything to do. Not because she was replaced, but because she used to be Mayor Cora's personal bodyguard, and since Snow hadn't trusted her at all back then, Regina didn't keep her job. It was due to this that Emma had started spending more time with her now. Regina started inviting her to stay for dinner when she'd stop by and get the former Black Knight's help with paperwork. From there it progressed to the occasional lunch, where they'd spend time together talking about mundane things like how their day was so far, or even talking about their hobbies, as friends.

Looking back, Emma thought that maybe that's how they got to where they were now, even though she wasn't sure where she stood with Regina. Even though the Charmings had improved their relationship with the former Knight, they were still slightly hesitant with the 'relationship' she and Regina had. She explained to them that it was during one of the dinners she and Regina had together that the 'sort of friendship' they had, had changed.

*Flashback* (Emma's POV)

"How did this happen?" Charming asked not with any anger in his voice, but curious nonetheless. He and Snow waited patiently for her reply.

"Well…"

I heard Regina's footsteps behind me as she walked into the living room, so I turned around.

"I apologize Ms. Swan, but I'm afraid all I have today is whiskey." Regina said handing me my drink and sitting down next to me.

"It's fine. I didn't peg you for a whiskey girl though Regina," I said teasingly, "and it's Emma, none of the 'Ms. Swan' crap. Makes me feel old."

"Language Ms- Emma. And well, there's a lot about me you don't know, dear." She said looking straight at my eyes. I felt the room suddenly get warmer, and a blush came to my face. I didn't know why the hell I got so worked up about something so little. It had been happening a lot lately when I was around her. I even found my attention always going to Regina when she was at Granny's, or anywhere near me, no matter what I was doing.

"I'll be around for a while," I replied, "so that gives me plenty of time to figure you out."

"Hmm, I guess you're right." It was complete silence afterwards, and the room was thick with tension. Regina for her part just kept drinking her whiskey while staring at the fireplace. She must have felt my eyes on her, because she looked away from the fireplace and stared right back. My breath was suddenly stuck in my throat, and I got lost in her deep chocolate brown eyes.

"What is this?" I asked, just above a whisper. I had to finally admit to myself that I did, in fact, have some kind of feelings for Regina that went beyond friendship.

"I honestly don't know," was all she said

We slowly started leaning towards each other, but then Regina suddenly stopped and got up from the couch.

"Emma, we can't do this." Her voice had dropped an octave.

"Why?" She chuckled, but it was mirthless.

"Why? Emma, your mother and I were mortal enemies for crying out loud! She would never allow this, that idiot would probably think I put you under some spell. And not just that, but you know-"

"Yes, actually, I do know." I really did. Regina's love life wasn't exactly a secret around the town. Everyone knew she wasn't one for any serious relationships, not since Daniel anyway. That breakup was a mess. One minute she was with Robin, the next with Ruby. The thought made me feel a slight pang in my chest.

"I…I do know Regina. And I don't care. Besides, you and my mother weren't really direct enemies, that feud was between her and Queen Cora. You were just following orders…" I could see that she was struggling to decide on what she should do. She just stayed in place looking down at me.

Before I could react, I felt her hand on my arm, yanking me up to a standing position. Less than a second later, I felt her lips on mine. It was desperate, dominating, and aggressive. She trapped my lower lip between her teeth, and flicked her tongue over it right after. I let out an almost silent moan. She wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me closer into her. Once I got over my initial shock, I gladly reciprocated the kiss, my hands resting loosely on her shoulders. I could taste the whiskey that we both had just drank. We finally broke apart because of the lack of oxygen, but we didn't separate from the other's hold. She gently leaned her forehead against mine, our eyes still closed.

"Emma, I can't promise you what you want from me. I don't do relationships very well. I…" she sighed, "Don't want to hurt you. Which is why I can't lie to you and tell you this will work. If we do this, I thought you should know that." I finally opened my eyes and placed my hands on her cheeks.

"We can take it slow, we will make this work. I don't care what the town thinks, what Snow thinks. This is between you and me, that's it."

She placed a gentle kiss on my lips. "We'll see."

*Present*

Someone bumping into Emma muttering an apology broke her away from her thoughts.

She continued to walk into the club in search for Regina. Her first stop was the bar, but she wasn't there. She glanced at the dance floor, but she didn't spot her there either. A few men tried to buy Emma a drink, which she politely declined. When she reached some sofas along the side walls of the dance floor, she saw Regina had taken a seat there, drinking and animatedly talking with people. They appeared to be a little too friendly with Regina for Emma's liking, so she purposefully walked towards her.

"I'd just like to get another whiskey if you don't mind." Regina said to a waitress with a flirtatious smirk set in place

"Sure thing, I'll be right back with your drink," the waitress replied, giving a wink to Regina who didn't seem to mind. As the waitress walked away, Regina caught sight of Emma.

"Emma, you finally made it! And here I thought you weren't going to show." Sitting next to her, instead of replying Emma kissed Regina possessively. After a moment, they turned to face someone they had heard clear their throat.

"Here's your whiskey." The waitress Emma had seen earlier said, and left abruptly. Regina sighed.

"Emma-" Regina began, the warning in her tone evident

"No Regina, I had every right to do that. I don't see you for weeks, because you've gone who knows where, then you call me asking me to meet up with you here. Fine, I'm here, and I came here because I thought you wanted to spend time with me. But when I arrive I'm greeted with the sight of you flirting and getting handsy with a fucking waitress! So spare me the 'you're overreacting' speech." Regina seemed to reflect on what she was going to say next.

"I told you since the beginning-"

"That I shouldn't expect commitment from you. I respected that for a while. Hell, I understood your hesitation because I was once scared of just that. But are you even trying?!" Emma yelled over the music the club was playing.

"Of course I am!" she replied defensively, "It's just hard for me to break from old habits. I'm sorry about that, and I'm sorry this is how we greet each other after being apart for a month." She put her right hand on Emma's forearm, hoping Emma wouldn't leave.

"Okay." Regina let the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding go. "Okay" she repeated Emma's reply with a sly smile on her face, which Emma returned.

"And it's two and a half months," Emma said out of nowhere

"What?"

"It was two and a half months, you've been gone for two and a half months…"

"How have you been?" Regina asked, not wanting to step on more egg shells that evening.

"Other than not having seen you for a while, everything around here has been pretty much the same. I was getting rather frustrated with having to do the same thing over and over every day. I'd wake up early in the morning, get ready for work, go to work, leave work at a late hour, eat dinner, shower, get dressed, sleep, and do it all over again."

"Sounds rather… dull."

"It was. What about you? Where'd you disappear off to?" Emma said, small traces of hurt in her voice

"I was…taking care of some things." Regina replied vaguely. She didn't feel like she wanted to tell Emma why she'd left tonight. What was she going to say? 'I left Storybrooke for a while to get over my addiction to constant use of magic, and my feelings for you were starting to overwhelm me.' Because that would be a lovely conversation.

"Right." Emma answered, deflated by Regina's vague response. Just then another song started playing. 'The Heart Wants What It Wants' by Selena Gomez started playing. Regina stood up and extended a hand to Emma, and asked

"Care to dance?" Emma looked at Regina, then to the hand, and back to Regina again.

"Can someone even dance to this song?" she asked as she took Regina's hand and was led to the dance floor.

"Let the music guide you Emma." Regina said, whispering into Emma's ear, and started moving to the rhythm. Emma followed her lead. Paying attention to the lyrics of the song, Emma began to realize how much it seemed to apply to her and Regina's relationship.

'You got me scattered in pieces

Shining like stars and screaming

Lightening me up like Venus

But then you disappear and make me wait

And every second's like torture

Hell over trip, no more so

Finding a way to let go

Baby baby no I can't escape'

As Emma and Regina kept moving to the song, Emma settled her head on crook of Regina's neck, and felt her eyes begin to sting a little. Regina on the other hand, didn't have the sting in her eyes, but she felt the guilt.

'The bed's getting cold and you're not here

The future that we hold is so unclear

But I'm not alive until you call

And I'll bet the odds against it all

Save your advice 'cause I won't hear

You might be right but I don't care

There's a million reasons why I should give you up

But the heart wants what it wants…the heart wants what it wants…the heart wants what it wants…the heart wants what it wants'

Emma lifted her head and pulled Regina into a deep kiss, hoping to express her emotions into the kiss, tears running freely down her cheeks now.

'This is a modern fairytale

No happy endings

No wind in our sails

But I can't imagine a life without

Breathless moments

Breaking me down, down, down…

…The heart wants what it wants baby'

Regina gently pulled away from the kiss, and intertwined Emma's hand in hers. She led them outside the club, until they arrived to Regina's Mercedes. Emma felt her body be gently flushed against the car, and Regina kissing her, not like any of the previous ones. It was gentle, and tender. Regina was slightly taller than Emma, so she easily towered over her. Emma pulled back slightly in order to see Regina's face, and smiled to Regina, letting her know she understood. They continued to kiss, this time with a lot more passion behind it. They had already been intimate, but the stress of going nearly three months without seeing each other seemed to be making its way to the surface.

When they finally needed oxygen, they pulled apart and looked into the others' eyes, finding that they were darkened with desire. It was as clear what they both wanted. Regina opened the passenger door for Emma, closed it once she was inside, and walked to the driver's side and entered the car. She drove to the mansion at a speed she was sure was breaking the town limits, but she wasn't worried, as she did, after all, have the sheriff sitting right next to her. When she arrived, they both rushed inside.

As soon as Emma closed the door, Regina was pressing her against it, kissing her senseless. Her kisses left Emma's lips, and began trailing Emma's jaw and neckline. Emma gasped and gripped Regina's waist. When Regina bit into her pulse point and then passing her tongue over to soothe the pain, Emma began to feel heat between her legs.

"Reg- Regina, bedroom…Now…" was all Emma could manage to say in between pants. Regina didn't waste time, quickly lifting Emma, whose legs wrapped around her waist. Struggling only slightly going up the stairs, they finally reached Regina's bedroom. Regina set Emma down on the bed gently, and continued assaulting her neck. Clothes were soon discarded, and they began re-exploring each other after what felt like forever. Fingers caressed over skin. Regina kissed every inch of Emma, trailing down her breasts, her stomach, and finally reached her destination. She kissed Emma's soaked folds. Using her fingers to penetrate into Emma, she started to thrust in and out of her, curling her fingers and hitting Emma's g-spot several times while she did so. She watched as Emma's face would contort into an expression of pleasure underneath her, her nails scraping Regina's back, no doubt leaving marks. Emma rocked her hips wildly against Regina's hand. Eventually, Regina felt Emma's walls begin to clench down on her fingers, her orgasm would soon follow.

"Regina, I'm gonna…Regina!" Regina kissed Emma cutting off her scream. Emma let go of the earth shattering orgasm, clinging to Regina. Regina let Emma ride out her orgasm. Then she slid her fingers out of Emma, kissing Emma's forehead while she waited for her breathing to even out. Once Emma finally came down from her high, she smiled at Regina.

"God, you have no idea how much I missed you." Emma whispered. Regina moved to lie down next to Emma to wrap her arms around her, the former placing her head on Regina's shoulder.

Regina wasn't sure where she and Emma were heading. She was sure that if one of them would screw this up, it would be her. But she was certain about something…

"I missed you too." Emma leaned up and captured Regina's lips.

"I think it's your turn now," Emma breathed into Regina's ear. Emma moved on top of Regina, straddling her with her hips. Their cores brushed against each other, making them both shiver.

"Emma, can I try something?" Regina said suddenly with a shaky breath. While she had avoided using magic for a while now, she convinced herself there was no harm in using it at the moment

"Um…for what exactly?" She trusted Regina, but when she felt the light buzz of magic coming from Regina, she got a little nervous.

Regina kissed Emma and said, "You can trust me. Just lay down." Emma did just that.

"I do trust you." Regina nodded and got on top of Emma. Her brown eyes started to turn a bluish-purple, and the smoke flashed around her for a moment. And just as soon as it came, it was gone. Suddenly Emma felt something pressing against her thigh. When she looked down between Regina's legs, she realized what Regina had done.

"Are you sure you're up for this?" Regina asked. Emma just nodded, lust filling her eyes. Regina descended on Emma, slowly entering the bulge into her. Emma reflexively wrapped her arms around Regina's neck. They both moaned at this new sensation, Emma feeling Regina inside of her, and Regina feeling Emma's walls clenching around her. Once they both got used to the sensation, they started to rock their hips against the others. Regina didn't want this to be plain sex, she wanted this to be different, for Emma. So with the decision made, Regina took it slow, caressing Emma's skin wherever she could touch. She leaned and kissed Emma as they continued to move in sync. Their pace began to gradually increase, the pressure building. With one final thrust, both Regina and Emma let go.

They were both panting, Regina holding her weight with her hands on either side of Emma's face. After their breathing turned back to normal, Regina slid out of Emma.

"Well that was…" Regina started

"…Wow…" was all Emma said. They both stared at each other, until they broke into a fit of laughter. Neither one knew why they were laughing, they just went with it. Regina heard Emma's laughter turn into soft sobs, and quickly wrapped her arms around her.

"Hey, hey. What's wrong?" Regina cooed.

"Don't leave…" Those two words made Regina's heart break into two. Emma knew she wasn't staying, that her being here was just a pass by. Emma was sick and tired of people leaving her, of thinking that she would never be good enough for them to stay with her.

Regina didn't answer. She just held Emma through the sobs until she was asleep. Trying not to move too much, Regina managed to cover both herself and Emma with the silk sheets. She didn't sleep, the reminder of why she'd come back to Storybrooke ever present in her mind. She was supposed to break things off with Emma, even tried to push her away with the stunt she pulled with the waitress. But when she saw the hurt look in Emma's eyes, she couldn't go through with it. It wasn't that Regina didn't love Emma, she did even if she'd never said it to the blonde. But it was because she did that she had to let her go. The people of Storybrooke, while not so hostile towards her anymore, still had their reservations about her. Regina had made many enemies in the Enchanted Forest, some who might have been brought here by the curse. Any one of them could hurt Emma to get to her, and while she knew Emma could protect herself- she was the Savior after all- Regina didn't want to take that risk. She had to make up her mind.

Late morning sunlight hit Emma's face, waking her. She slowly stretched and reached over to her side, where she was met with nothing but cold sheets. Emma didn't dare fully turn, because she knew that when she did she would break. Regina had left, even after her plea. She couldn't hold the pain that had constricted in her chest, and she cried. Hard.

*Three Weeks Later: Storybrooke*

Emma walked into the apartment she shared with her parents. She was on a lunch break, and Snow had offered to make her food. Emma personally wasn't very hungry, she hadn't had much of an appetite. Not since…not since Regina had left. But she wasn't going to sulk around, instead deciding to go back to the routine she had created for herself. Snow, Charming, and Ruby were the only ones who knew about what had happened, and they had been coddling her even after Emma had told them she was fine.

Emma walked towards the island counter, set her car keys down, and was greeted by Snow.

"Emma, you're home early" Snow said

"Hello to you too." Emma said, rolling her eyes. Just as Snow was going to reply, however, Emma caught a whiff of what Snow was cooking, and she practically flew over to the sink emptying her stomach with her continuous vomiting.

"Emma! Are you okay?" Snow asked her daughter worriedly while holding her hair back.

"Yep, just fine. Must've been something I ate." Emma replied with a raspy voice. Snow noticed Emma's now sick-looking complexion, and hurried her to bed.

"It's just a stomach flu Snow…" Emma said grumpily

"Even if that's true, you need to rest. Take the rest of the day off, it won't hurt."

"I'm fine, the town won't patrol itself." While Snow knew her daughter was dedicated to her job, she could read between the lines. Emma had practically thrown herself to work when Regina had left town, taking the late shifts and at times working for days straight. It was starting to worry her.

"I'll call your father, he can take over, I'm sure he will manage…Emma I know you don't want to talk about-"

"You're right, I don't." Emma spat at Snow. Choosing to ignore Emma's tone, Snow continued.

"I know you don't want to talk about… her, but Emma you are going to drive yourself mad if you continue what you're doing!" Emma was about to interrupt her, but Snow lifted her hand in order to stop her.

"I'm not finished. I know you are hurt that Regina left you, and you have no idea how hard it is for me to see the pain you are going through without being able to just take it all away. And I am more than furious with that woman for putting you in this state. But I know she meant, means, a lot to you. And while I never really got a chance to talk to her about it, I'm sure she cared a great deal for you too. And it is that fact that brings me to my next question, have you tried contacting her?" For what it was worth, Snow knew it was a stupid question to ask, but Rome wasn't built in a day was it?

"How many times am I the one trying to contact her?! Whenever she calls to say she's in town, I feel like I could just…fucking breathe again, you know? But I also know that she won't stay, and I still go after her. Mom, I think it's about time I stop doing that." Emma avoided Snow's gaze, and when Snow moved closer to her and hugged her tightly, she did what she said she wouldn't do: cry again.

*Meanwhile: NYC, NY*

Regina walked into the small bar that smelled like cigarettes and vomit, and sat on a stool in front of the bar tender. She looked around and noticed it was quiet for the most part, except for the pool balls slamming on the table where one of the customers was playing. There was also music playing in the background coming from a jukebox in the corner, "Use Somebody" by Kings of Leon she guessed. Though the almost-empty quality of the place was because no one in their right minds would be at a bar drinking their face off at 1 PM on a Tuesday, here Regina was. She waved the bartender over and ordered a Jack Daniel's Whiskey.

"Coming right up." The bartender, Derek according to the name tag, said. He gave the drink over to Regina.

"Uh-uh, slide over the bottle."

"Bad day?" Derek asked giving Regina the bottle.

"Try bad life." Regina replied irritatingly. She really didn't feel like talking, she just wanted a drink, or several.

"Well in that case, consider it on the house."

"Thanks." Derek wasn't really surprised by the clipped response. He was used to costumers like that, they all just needed a nudge in the right direction and they'll open up more.

"Soo… considering there's currently no one else I have to attend to at the moment, feel like talking about it?" Regina stared at him while she poured herself a second round.

"No." Derek just shook his head and walked away, leaving Regina to her thoughts.

*Two Weeks Later*

By now Regina was a regular at the bar. Derek had mentioned several times that he was surprised that Regina was no lightweight. She had slowed down a bit though, drinking a lot less than when she had first dropped by. Regina opened up a little to Derek, telling him about a job she had gotten at some art studio ten blocks down as a sketch artist, even if she didn't need the money, and that the job was a great distraction from her problems. Regina still had no intention of talking about Emma, or Storybrooke, or her experiences as the Black Knight (the massacres, all the blood in her hands, the nightmares that plagued her at night), or about the cruel way she was raised by Cora. Not that she's mention the last two to Derek, mind you.

"The usual Derek."

"You got it. Taking the bottle today or just one round?"

Regina chuckled. "Just the one, I've still got work after this. I'm on break."

"You know most people go to a café or something during their lunch breaks." Derek said as he poured the drink and handed it to Regina.

Regina raised an eyebrow, "I'm not 'most people'. And are you trying to persuade a customer into leaving your bar, and losing profit as a result?"

"Of course not. I'm just trying to give the liver of said customer a break."

"Well said customer would like you to mind your business thank you very much." Regina finished her drink and set some bills down to pay. Waving her goodbye to Derek, Regina went back to work.

A couple of hours later, Regina got to her apartment exhausted from the hectic environment she got back to after her lunch break. She put her jacket on the coat rack, and neatly placed her heels next to the door. She removed her dress and placed it in the clothes basket as she went into her room. As soon as she got in her room, only wearing a bra and panties, she tied her long brown hair into a ponytail and gracefully laid down on the bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light.

Her rest was short lived however, as an hour later her phone started ringing. Regina groaned and looked at the caller ID. Her breath got caught in her throat: it was Emma calling her. Should she answer? What would she even say? Against her better judgment, Regina answered the phone, but didn't say anything.

"Hello?" she heard Emma whisper.

*Two hours earlier: Storybrooke*

Emma's stomach flu still hadn't left, in fact had only worsened. Much like her desire to call Regina, whom she still hadn't heard from.

'There I go again', Emma thought.

Her parents had insisted she visit the hospital to get a checkup. They didn't give her much of a choice either, it was either she came to get her health checked out or talk about her feelings. That's how she found herself in a patient's room waiting for one of the doctors to come and tell her the results of the never-ending tests they did to her, at 6 in the afternoon. She heard someone open the door.

"Sheriff Swan, my name is Doctor Williams." The woman who appeared to be in her early fifties introduced herself

"Hey Doc, so what's the verdict? Stomach flu right? I told Snow she was just-" Dr. Williams cut her off though

"No, I'm afraid it's not that simple Sheriff."

"Please just call me Emma, and what do you mean 'not that simple'?" The doctor just looked at Emma with a small smile making its way to her lips

"I believe congratulations are in order Emma, according to the test results, you're pregnant." Dr. Williams said with a now wide smile.

Emma couldn't believe what she had just heard, everything was suddenly spinning around her. You're pregnant. She was going to be a mother…and she knew exactly who the other parent of her child was. Was she ready for this? Did she want this? Did Regina? Would Emma even ever see Regina again? So many thoughts were running in Emma's mind as the doctor continued to hand her pamphlets while explaining what they were for. She didn't pay attention though, the doctor's voice was just noise in the background.

"We'll have to set you up with vitamins you'll be required to take. We will also have to run some tests to ensure that the child is healthy, as well as the medical records of the other parent in order to ensure that there are no medical concerns we should be worried about. And as I'm sure I don't need to explain this too much, no drinking or smoking. Any questions?" Dr. Williams said.

"Well I…umm… the other parent, is Regina Mills." If the Doc was shocked she didn't show it. "And when… when exactly will we be doing these tests?"

"Well, you'll have to set up an appointment in the front desk, as well as schedule a date for the ultrasound soon."

"Oh, okay. Well that's it I guess." Emma said still not quite wrapping her head around things.

"Alright then, once again congratulations Emma. Extend my congratulations to Ms. Mills for me." Dr. Williams smiled and turned to leave

"Wait!" Emma called after her

"Is there something else you'd like to discuss Emma? There are other patients I need to get to..."

"No, I just wanted to ask if we could keep this between us for now. I don't want the town knowing before I'm ready." Emma said suddenly feeling very small

"Of course Emma, doctor-patient confidentiality. It stays between us, don't you worry." Emma sighed in relief

"Thank you."

"You're welcome Emma. If nothing else, have a lovely day. And once again, congratulations to you both."

When the doctor left, Emma's mind finally caught up with everything. She was going to be a mother, and it was both hers and Regina's. They were going to have a child. Just as she felt the joy come to her, dread also hit her. She and Regina were having a child, and she didn't even know where Regina was or whether she'd come back. Emma had to contact her. After she quickly scheduled an appointment just like Dr. Williams had told her, Emma went inside her bug and drove to her apartment.

'I can do this', Emma kept telling herself hours after she had left the hospital, still sitting in her car.

'Just call her, it's not that hard.' But what would she do if she didn't answer?

Fuck it. Emma was done second guessing things, this wasn't just about them anymore. She pressed the call button, and dialed Regina's number. The phone rang, once, twice, three times…Emma's heart sank. Just as she was getting ready to hang up, she heard the other phone on the line pick up, but not a word was said.

"Hello?" Emma whispered. She heard a sigh at the other end.

"Hello Ms. Swan, what can I help you with?" Regina had answered, but Emma was slightly worried when she heard Regina's voice a bit strained. Even after everything though, Emma felt a great sense of relief wash over her.

"Ms. Swan I don't have all day what-"

"Regina you need to come back." Emma sounded a bit desperate even to her own ears.

"Emma I thought you understood-"

"I'm pregnant." The words were out of her mouth before Emma could stop them. 'So much for subtlety', Emma thought.

Emma heard Regina's intake of breathe, but Regina had yet to say something. They stayed in this silence for what felt like hours until Emma couldn't take it anymore.

"Regina could you please say something…"

"Is the child… is the child mine?" Emma saw red now.

"What the hell do you mean 'is it mine'?! Of course it is, you idiot! Who else's could it be? I haven't been with anyone since… this child is definitely ours." Emma finished hyperventilating.

*Back in NYC*

Regina couldn't believe what Emma had just told her. They were going to have a child, and Regina had walked out on Emma. Regina shut her eyes closed and leaned her head against the window. Emma would probably never forgive her for leaving.

"I'm sorry…I thought…I thought I was giving you your best chance," Regina said finally, barely managing to finish her sentence

Emma simply sighed.

"Not now, not over the phone… Just come back, I… we need you." That was all Emma said and hung up before Regina could get a word in.

Glancing at her phone, Regina slowly put it on the counter. She leaned against a desk that was beside her. As always, Emma had found a way to turn Regina's life inside out. This time though she wasn't quite sure it was a bad thing. The nerves still put her on edge, and her body was just screaming in need of a drink. When Regina had left Storybrooke, she dropped all efforts on stopping herself from drinking. While Regina wouldn't consider herself a drunk just yet, she knew if she kept it up she soon would be. But damn it all if she didn't need a nice bottle of any kind of alcohol really. Regina moved to her small bar area and picked up a bottle she had started the previous day; she didn't bother getting a glass, just drank straight from the bottle. While any other person would probably be more than happy with the news Regina received, which admittedly she did, but she also felt scared. She didn't have any motherly figure as an example back in the Forest. The dark Queen Cora had taken her in, but she was by no means gentle. She had tortured and twisted Regina until she became what she wanted. Ruthless, emotionless, a great sorceress and knight, the Queen's perfect puppet. And the things Regina had done, she feared they'd shadow this child that was now brought into the picture.

Regina took another swig. But with all that in mind, Regina stood up and put the bottle back in its place. She now had people that depended on her. She couldn't drown her sorrows like she had since she was 16. She had to be strong for herself, for Emma, and for…for the baby. Regina moved to her bedroom and grabbed a small duffel bag. She packed some of her clothes, which much like Emma's clothing, consisted of t-shirts, jeans, jackets, and other essentials. Regina left one outfit on the bed, and went to shower her inebriated state away. She then put on her undergarments, a plain grey button up shirt, black jeans, black boots, and her black leather jacket (1); her trademark outfit. While Regina was sure she'd get scolded by Emma for driving still slightly drunk, she grabbed her stuff and went to her Mercedes SL63. She had to hand it to Cora, she did have a great taste in cars. She started the car ignition, and began her drive to Storybrooke, where Emma and her child and the two idiots would be waiting for her.

A/N: What do you guys think? Please review, I'd love to hear what you guys think! I know it was a bit fast paced, sorry about that. I'm new to this whole writing SwanQueen stories, so be gentle, just not too gentle haha there just isn't many Magic!Baby fics out there where Regina ISN'T the one who gets pregnant, or just magic baby fics for this pairing in general. Emma would be a much more amusing pregnant woman, wouldn't you agree? I just had to do something about it! Well anyways, thank you for reading. Hope you enjoyed it.

(1)= Regina's jacket is a Michael Kors black women's zip front leather jacket, in case you were wondering :) we all know and love Emma's signature leather jacket, why not give Regina one? ;)

-E.V.