Hello! If anyone is reading my other story, it will be updated soon, I just had a dream about this and couldn't shake it off so I had to write it down. This is completely different from the other one.

There are mentions of CS and OQ but nothing in detail, this story is Swanqueen. Some subjects might not be everyone's cup of tea, so if you don't like it, don't read.

I own nothing but the mistakes.

Emma was late, like, really late.

Must have had something to do with having to kick Killian out of her house and changing the bedsheets earlier in the morning. She didn't usually let him stay the night but he had claimed to be exhausted and had conveniently fallen asleep on the blonde's bed while she showered.

Now it was 8:15 in the morning and she was running around the house looking for her car keys.

You see, Emma Swan was a lawyer. One of the best two lawyers in the country. The other one being her partner, Regina Mills.

Together they owned White&Mills, a prestigious law firm built by both Leopold White, Emma's grandfather and Henry Mills, Regina's dad.

Emma's mother, Mary, was the one supposed to inherit the company, but when she and her husband David, died in a car crash when Emma was just a toddler, Leopold made it his task to raise her so she'd be the one to continue his legacy, the same way that Henry had raised Regina.

The problem was that working with Regina was hell. A beautiful hell, but a hell nonetheless.

As gorgeous as she was, she was short tempered and stubborn. Even with being co-owners of the company, everything had to be done her way.

And for some reason that no one really understood, Emma was always the one at the receiving end of her wrath. So now that she was running late for their 9am meeting, she was sure that her partner was going to murder her.

By the time she arrived at the office it was 9:15, it normally only took a fifteen minute drive but it was just her luck that there was an accident in the middle of the highway, making the traffic endless.

She left her sleek, navy blue Porsche Cayenne in front of the twenty-story building that she and Regina owned and all but threw her keys at the valet.

The doorman opened the glass doors for her and she smiled at the woman on the front desk as a greeting, thing that her partner rarely did. She swiped her security card to call for the elevator and seconds later the huge steel doors opened.

Once inside she pressed the button for the 20th floor where their offices and conference rooms were and as she waited she checked herself one last time on the floor length mirror that one of the walls was made of.

She was wearing a white button up shirt tucked inside her black, mid-thigh length pencil skirt and four inch black heels. Her blonde curls falling to the middle of her back, and her make up just dark enough to bring out the green of her eyes.

The minute she stepped out of the elevator she noticed that her assistant, Dominic, was already waiting for her with her white mocha latte in one hand and the case files in the other, which she traded for her purse and the blazer she had draped on her forearm.

"Good morning, boss." He said with a smile and she returned it.

"Good morning, Dom." She could see that the meeting was already in progress since the conference room walls were made of glass. "How's it going?" She asked without looking away from the room.

His smile faltered. "She's not in a good mood today. She threatened to fire me when I told her you weren't here yet and the clients had arrived, that was like ten minutes ago."

She shook her head. "No one is firing anyone, Dom." She sighed. "Let's do this." She took a sip of her coffee and walked towards the room, when she walked past her secretary, Claire, the younger woman whispered a good luck her way. She found it funny how everyone was scared of her partner. Maybe it was because they had been working together for years and she was already used to it. The woman even gained herself a nickname, the Evil Queen; because she ruled the company as if it was solely her own when Emma wasn't around and she did it evilly.

At least that's what her employees thought. They were grateful that Emma was there to even things out, that's why she was the Savior. She was the fun and calmed one, as Regina was the uptight and mean one.

She opened the door and greeted the people in the room. "Nice of you to join us, Miss Swan." The brunette said in a cold tone while shooting daggers at her with her eyes.

"I am deeply sorry for my tardiness." She said as she took her seat at the other end of the table. "An urgent matter came up and I couldn't postpone. Please continue."

The clients continued to explain their case, they were three bothers that owned a wine distillery and two of them were facing a lawsuit that the third brother filed, claiming that they were using the company's name to do illegal business outside of the city.

An hour later after getting to know the clients and asking more questions about the case, the blonde spoke up. "Is it true?"

The brunette whipped her head so fast to look at her that she almost broke her neck.

"Excuse me?" One of the brothers asked confused at the blonde's question. Lawyers were not supposed to ask that, they were supposed to defend their clients no matter what.

"Is it true? What your brother is claiming?" She asked again calmly.

"Miss Swan-" Regina said through gritted teeth but the blonde raised her hand to stop her from continuing.

"Look gentlemen, I know that we don't usually ask these questions, but if, and just if we take this case, I need to know what are we facing. Because I know that we will win this case." She didn't mean to sound arrogant but they were the best after all. "But I need to know if it is true or not, because if it is, I need you to end it and cover your tracks. Me and Miss Mills here run a very prestigious firm and I won't have our name in the line because we made you look like the innocent party and in the end it was all horsecrap. And pardon my French." She started gathering the files that were scattered across the table. "You don't need to answer right away, but this will only work if you are honest with us. If you decide otherwise I am sure there are other law firms that will gladly take your case." She knew that it was a lie. She knew that they were guilty and that they were not going to risk themselves with going with another firm that would most likely not win in court.

She sat back and watched as both men communicated with their eyes until one of them nodded and addressed her. "Very well." They stood up. "We'll be in touch."

She stood up to shake their hands and walk with them towards where Claire was so they could schedule another meeting.

Once the men were escorted downstairs, Regina finally left the conference room and as she was reaching her office she spoke without looking back. "Swan. My office. Now."

Both Dominic and Claire gave her a sympathetic pained smile before she went in and closed the door behind her.

The brunette was pacing the room with her arms crossed and stopped for a second to glare at the blonde before resuming her movements. "Urgent matter?" She mocked. "Seriously? "

Emma rolled her eyes before sitting down on the couch that was against the wall facing the desk. "Traffic was a bitch." She smiled sweetly at the other woman. "Just like you."

Regina scoffed. "Charming, as always." She stopped pacing and perched herself on the desk. "And what was the rest about? Your behavior in that meeting was entirely inappropriate. " She uncrossed her arms and placed her hands on either side of herself.

Emma got up of the couch and started walking towards her. "Uh. No. They were being annoying and childish about the whole thing, you know I hate liars, and they were definitely lying to our faces. They deserved that." She stopped when she was in front of the brunette. "You know what is really inappropriate?" The other woman hummed. "How great your ass looks in that dress." She was wearing a grey, tight dress that hugged her figure perfectly.

Regina laughed lightly and leaned in to claim the woman's lips with her own. Emma sighed and placed her hands on the brunette's waist when she was pulled in closer by them hem of her skirt. Soon enough they were in the middle of a full blown make out session but Emma felt that something wasn't completely right so, using all of her willpower, she broke the kiss and rested her forehead against the other woman's.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

The brunette still had her eyes closed. "Nothing, I'm just stressed. And I have court in an hour."

Emma chuckled. "And you expect me to buy that? That you are stressed about court? Please. That's like the most fun you have in a day. Winning cases and bringing other people down." She kissed her partners forehead and started rubbing soothing circles on her back. "Now the truth."

Regina groaned and looked up at the blonde before looking away. "It's Robin. He wants to take me away to his cabin for the whole weekend."

"Ah. And I see you are very eager to spend time with your boyfriend."

Brown eyes met green again before playfully pushing on the other woman's shoulder. "Don't say it like that, he is a nice man." She paused. "When he is not being a self absorbed asshole." She scrunched up her nose cutely.

"And when he doesn't smell like the rainforest." The blonde snorted.

"I just don't want to go to the middle of nowhere and do nothing. I have a lot to work on and there's not even signal up there. Nor hot water. I still don't understand how someone with that much money puts himself in that position."

Emma made a face. "What I don't understand why are you still with him."

"Same reason why you are dating the pirate." She started twirling a blonde lock with her finger.

"No it is not. He is not a pirate, he is a merchant. And I am not dating him. He is just a distraction since you don't even give me the time of the day."

The brunette pulled her closer and claimed her lips again. "Yes, I do." She said in between kisses. "In fact, I give it to you many times a day."

"You know what I mean."

"And you know why I am with him."

"Because your dad wants to make an alliance with Robin Hood?" She tried really hard not to burst out laughing at her own joke.

"For the hundredth time, it's Locksley. And it's not just him; it's the whole family. "

"I know I'm just pulling your leg. I just really don't like him."

The brunette studied her face for a second. "Are you jealous, Miss Swan?" She asked teasingly.

Emma scoffed. "Why would I be?" She stepped away crossing her arms and walked towards the glass wall that gave a wonderful view of the city below. "It's not like you are in love with him, is it?"

After a couple seconds, Regina followed and making the blonde turn around to face her, she cupped her cheek and looked into her eyes. "You know I'm not."

That's all Emma needed to hear before pushing the woman back against the wall by the hips, hands wandering slowly but with purpose all over the brunette's frame, lips kissing and gently biting a slender neck and jawline.

All Regina could do was grab a handful of blonde hair to keep her in place and arch her back, eliminating any possible space between her and the warm body that was keeping her pinned against the wall.

Emma's leg was between the brunette's, pressing gently and making the woman moan quietly, both in pleasure and frustration knowing that they had no time to go all the way but wishing they could.

Regina's other hand was pulling the blonde's shirt out of its place in a desperate attempt to feel skin under her fingertips.

Emma's hands were on her ass, pulling her tighter to her and encouraging her to grind against her leg, kissing her deeply to swallow her moans. She was close and the blonde knew it but in that moment the office phone started ringing.

She pulled back breathlessly and the older woman groaned before running her hand through her short dark hair and answering the phone. "What is it?" She was now even more frustrated than before.

Claire's voice came through the speaker. "I- Uhm- Sorry to interrupt Miss Mills, but I have the files that you requested for court."

She glanced at Emma who was readjusting her shirt. "Alright, bring them in. I am done with Miss Swan, here." She hung up.

"Ouch, you are done with me, huh?" She teased.

The brunette chuckled before kissing her softly. "Get out of my office."

Emma walked towards the door but turned around biting her lip. "Late lunch? Regina smiled and nodded. "And please refrain yourself from threatening to fire my assistant. Again." She said in a playful tone and the brunette rolled her eyes without losing the smile. "I'll send these people home when you get back." Referring the staff on their floor and she winked.

There was a soft knock on the door and when the blonde looked back at her partner, her smile was gone and her mask was already in place. "Out. Now." She said more forcefully and when she opened the door, Claire was looking back at her as if asking if it was safe to come in. Her back was to Regina so she frowned and mouthed "Bitch" to the younger woman.

Claire gulped before entering the office and Emma walked towards hers with a smirk adorning her face.

Should I continue?

& Have a happy new year!