I was trying to work on my other stories but this just popped into my head and i went with the flow :)

Timing wise, this would take place after the Millar's daughter as if Regina ended up turning on Cora to help Emma and them. (I have no idea how that will end up because i won't see that episode until Late tonight but this is just a way it could end)

Regina sat in the back booth alone, nursing a now cool cup of coffee. She watched the happy party goers milling about with a neutral expression. These certainly weren't people she wanted to be around but that seemed to be the price she was to pay. In all honesty, despite the company, she was both surprised and relieved to receive her invitation.

Emma's apology over the murder accusation had been surprisingly sincere in Regina's opinion but the brunette hadn't really believed the sheriff when she said she would be making sure to involve Regina in Henry's life. She certainly had a hard time believing there would be anything behind the words "co parent" as Emma had also said. Something about doing this "like divorced parents" Emma had suggested. The only conditions being that Regina "stop doing evil shit" and no magic.

Only days later, before Regina had enough time for the seeds of doubt to really grow, she had received a call from Emma. It was simple but had caused a warmth to begin inside. A comforting feeling that things might start getting better. Snow had wanted a get together with their family and friends now that Cora was gone and things were settling again. The idea of spending more time with the Charming couple was incredibly unappealing but was far outweighed by the desire to see her son again.

She had barely talked to him in the last few days since she had helped them all go against Cora and save Gold. She had barely dealt with her own feelings on the matter but the hug she had received from her son after the fighting had finally passed made it all worth it. But now it had been a few days and she was missing him terribly. She smiled as she watched him chatting away with Nicolas and Ava.

Looking around, she spotted Emma at the counter, ordering a drink. She was surprising herself to realize the amount of anger she had always felt towards her was decreasing substantially everyday. Since the day the curse broke, Emma had made sure to keep Regina alive. They fought, yes. But Emma had just as much reason, if not more to want her dead, or at least locked away. She had been caught up on this again since Emma had still not taken her opportunity to end Regina's life when she had sided with her mother. Instead, giving the brunette one last chance. Both were glad she took it.

Her attention was taken when silverware was being tapped against a glass. Looking over, she saw Mary Margaret and David standing happily by the front door, facing everyone with large smiles on their faces. She suppressed an eye roll.

"Can I have everyone's attention please?" She started in a happy tone. Everyone looked to them and Emma put her glass down, turning to face them. "First of all, we want to thank everyone for being here. We actually have a little announcement to make and wanted all of our friends and family to hear it at once." She looked at David with a large smile that he matched before turning back to the rest of the diner. "We're having a baby!"

Nearly everyone in the room gasped before breaking out into applause. All except two people. Regina looked over to the stunned blonde, watching as she slowly closed her dropped jaw. They didn't even bother to tell their own daughter? Regina thought, actually irritated for Emma. Before another thought, the applause died down and the overly perky brunette spoke again.

"Thank you all. We are so happy to have another chance with this baby." Again almost everyone smiled at the happy couple. And again, the same two were excluded.

Are you kidding me?! Regina thought now, thinking how rude that sounded. It wasn't like Emma was dead. She glanced over to the counter, not exactly sure what expression she expected on the blonde's face. Irritation was a likely one. But Regina was definitely taken slightly aback at what she saw. Emma's mouth had opened again in surprise before pressing closed in tight line. For a moment, Emma tilted her head down towards the floor while pressing her eyes closed. Regina looked over to the couple again and shook her head noticing that they were completely oblivious to the look on Emma's face. They had absolutely no clue how they had just hurt their own child.

Emma slowly opened her eyes and without looking at her parents, turned back to her drink and downed the entire thing in one shot. She tapped it on the counter, signaling a refill. Regina watched as Emma took the filled glass and mimicked her actions, drinking it all at once. It was while signaling for the next refill that her parents made their way over. Regina's eyebrows rose as she witnessed the morphing expression on Emma's face.

She knew exactly what was happening. She had after all, perfected the art. She watched as a pseudo smile fell down over Emma's features. One where lips pull out and curve up but no line touches anywhere near the eyes. However, Emma wasn't nearly as skilled in the act. Regina would have picked it up immediately at anytime and figured even the dimwitted Charming couple could see through the façade of their own daughter. Well she figured wrong.

Regina watched in disgust as Snow just flung her arms around Emma, immediately followed by David. They smiled wide, accepting the generic congratulatory words from their so obviously saddened daughter. Their ignorance would never cease to amaze Regina.

As soon as the happy couple parted from the blonde to continue their rounds, Emma turned back towards the counter, immediately downing the refilled drink. Regina couldn't keep the slight sneer from her own face as she watched the air headed couple move about. She looked back at the blonde but before she made a move, Henry ran up to Emma. They had a quick conversation before, to her slight surprise, Emma turned to her with a nod and the boy practically skipped over to her.

"Hey, Nicolas invited me for a sleepover. Emma said it's okay with her." He looked up expectantly and rose his eyebrows. "So is it okay with you too, can I go?" For a moment she was speechless. She understood Emma when the sheriff proposed they start making the parenting decisions together. But having Henry treat her like the authority again was a shock she barely hid from her features.

"Of course sweetie, have fun." She was rewarded with an easy grin from him that made a quick and large smile appear on her face.

"Thanks Mom!" He spun and ran away, meeting Nicolas and his sister at the door.

Regina spent the next hour keeping an eye on the increasingly inebriated sheriff. Someone had to, she figured and it obviously wasn't going to be her parents. She found herself increasingly irritated at their blindness. When they made to leave, they were actually fooled by Emma's attempt at sobriety while stating she was gonna hang out a little longer. Regina couldn't blame Emma though. She wouldn't want to go home with the couple either.

A little while after their departure, most other of the diner's occupants followed, leaving only Emma, Regina, the bar tender, and a few drunk dwarves. Emma seemed prepared to continue all night, but the man who had been serving her had other ideas.

"Sheriff I think that's enough. What do you say I call David to come pick you up."

"If you call my da- If you call David then I'm gonna arrest you." It was impossible to take her seriously while she was slurring her words and waving her index finger around wildly. The bar tender sighed.

"Well you can't drive. I don't think you can even walk so someone has to take you home." He insisted but Emma just shook her head.

"I am fine!" She said standing up too quickly and swaying. She was heading towards the floor when two arms slid under hers, pulling her back upright and then holding her in place. Emma's foggy eyes moved slowly to the arms' owner. "Regina?" She wasn't exactly sure she was seeing correctly.

"I'll take her."

She wasn't entirely sure why she was offering this. But then again, she had watched Emma all night and could just feel her pain. Emma liked giving Regina second chances. Maybe it was time Regina started returning the generosity shown to her from this woman. Emma and the bartender looked equally confused but the sheriff didn't object when Regina lifted one of Emma's arms over her own shoulder and the other around her waist.

"I'm not going home." Emma said in the firmest voice she could manage, just as they made it outside. Emma was able to move enough that Regina wasn't straining to hold her, just basically keeping the blonde from falling over. Emma removed the wrist in Regina's grasp and curled her hand around the brunette's shoulder almost casually. Regina blinked a few times before slowly moving her now free hand lightly over Emma's stomach, ready for her to fall in pretty much any direction now.

"Well then where do you suggest we go? Because I can't leave you here. I can take you to the B&B." She suggested and Emma seemed to mule that over for a minute.

"Noooooo cause Ruby will tell my…Mary Margaret. And then she'll come and I'll have to talk to her." Regina sighed but again, she couldn't really blame her. She thought of the options and only found one.

"Then you can stay in one of my guestrooms." She said that much more confidently then she felt.

"Are you sure?" Emma's drunken confused face was comical and Regina barely repressed a chuckle that wanted to escape.

"Yes Miss Swan." She shifted a bit, pulling Emma in a little more tightly and securely and started walking towards her house. Emma turned her face towards Regina's which was now only a few inches away.

"You smell really nice." She said it matter-of-factly and Regina's eyes widened just a bit. Emma saw her surprise and lifted her free hand to cover her face. "Shit, I talk too much when I drink. Don't ask me anything." Regina smirked, realizing Emma basically just handed her a loaded gun.

"And what do I smell like?" Emma smiled, seemingly forgetting what she had literally just said.

"Like apples and cinnamon… Ooooh! Like apple pie!" She added excitedly like she had just cracked a secret code. Regina found herself oddly amused at the behavior and smiled despite herself. "And you're warm." Regina snapped her head to the blonde again.

"Did you think I would be cold?" She had no explanation for continuing a conversation with someone clearly drunk but couldn't seem to help it. To Emma's credit, she seemed to really concentrate on her answer.

"Well I mean to act so cold. But you feel soooo warm." Emma pressed further into her and the words ironically made a slight shiver run though Regina's body. They continued the walk in silence for a moment before Emma rubbed her hand over her face again.

"Hey I said don't do that!"

Don't do what dear?" She asked innocently and Emma rolled her eyes so dramatically, she actually swayed a bit, pulling Regina with her.

"Ask me stuff." Regina eyed her for a moment.

"What's your favorite color?"

"Red. Yours is purple and lots of black." Emma said immediately but casually and Regina actually looked a little impressed.

"What's your favorite food?" She asked, no clue as to why she was so amused by all this.

"I used to say grilled cheese until I had your lasagna. Now that's my favorite." Regina smiled smugly. "Will you make me your lasagna Regina?" Such a simple question but it threw the brunette for a moment.

"If you're lucky." The usual confidence was lacking a bit but luckily Emma didn't pick up on it. Regina decided to move on, there was more she wanted to know. "Why do you always run?" She always wanted to know and had even asked once but never received an answer.

"It feels better to run away then to be thrown away." The words were set to the same tune as her favorite color and food. "Plus I was always looking for my family." Regina's eyes stayed on the blonde for several moments in silence. The pair kept a good pace although Emma was unfocused took a few wobbly steps here and there, making the two falter together.

"Is this why you don't want to go home? You don't want your parents asking you things because you might actually give them an honest answer?" Now Emma was eyeing Regina, not appreciating how accurate that statement was.

"Why do you know that?!" She just asked indignantly and Regina smirked.

"Because I am not as blind as your…lovely parents." Emma snorted, still able to sense the sarcasm in her state. "So if your mother were to ask you how you were feeling, what would you say?" She knew how Emma felt but was still a bit thrown by the two little words.

"I'm sad." They were spoken as simply and matter-of-factly as her other statements and that realization actually made it all seem worse.

"I…I'm sorry." And she was. Emma looked at her, searching for a lie but found none.

"Thanks." She paused as they continued to move. Regina knew she should just let this all go. Get Emma to the house, put her in bed and be done. She had no explanation for her behavior tonight. Maybe it was just nice to take a break from plotting and revenge.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Drunk Emma always wanted to talk.

"You know, I just thought maybe we would be a family for more than like five minutes. I mean is it really that selfish that after twenty-eight years I could just have them to myself for just a little bit?" Emma kicked at the ground, making them both sway again. Regina tightened her holds and kept them moving forward.

"No dear, it isn't selfish at all." She spoke with only sincerity and even in her inebriated state, Emma was aware of the rarity and gave a small appreciative smile.

They arrived at Regina's doorstep now. She had to be a little creative in her maneuvering, trying to hold Emma with one arm, while unlocking the door with her other hand and leading them inside. Getting up the stairs was difficult but they made it without injury. They arrived at a guest room and Regina helped her sit down on the comfy mattress. Emma didn't question it when Regina started unlacing her boots, just spent the time trying to remove her own jacket. After a few minutes of silence, Emma spoke again, still thinking about her situation.

"You know this has happened before." She gave a short humorless laugh.

"What do you mean?" Regina was confused because that didn't make sense and although alcohol was known to fog up one's mind, Emma had been speaking with clarity. In fact the substance had seemed to be the blonde's personal truth serum.

"I had a family once. But then they had a baby and didn't want me anymore. They just…sent me back."

Regina again felt so unusually empathetic towards Emma. She was startled by the anger that surfaced for a family she didn't even know. That they could do that to an innocent child. Innocent. That is what Emma was. Regina liked blaming the blonde for her choices but now she was seeing it. Emma had only been playing the crappy cards she was dealt to the best of her ability.

A pang of guilt shot through her knowing that she was the cause of the woman's life long heart ache. She usually just ignored all that but tonight, seeing up close and personal how this life had been so thoroughly unfair to the blonde, she felt more guilty then she could remember. Also foreign to her was the sudden impulses to protect and comfort the younger woman from further pain.

"You know that's not happening again right?" Emma's wavering gaze landed on Regina, eyeing her curiously. "They want you Emma. They always have. They just…they shouldn't have said it like that. They…well honestly dear they are just idiots sometimes." Emma snorted before letting out a more genuine laugh. The smile on her face stretching all the way and briefly lighting up her eyes. This made a small but real smile form on Regina's face, proud at improving the sheriff's mood a bit. After a minute though, the smile on Emma's face smoothed out until it had completely faded. Regina found herself immediately missing it.

"What is it?" Regina asked gently, feeling oddly compelled to figure out what was wrong so she could bring back the smile. She was trying not to over think her own actions. Emma opened her mouth and closed it again, reconsidering. Now with the boots off, Regina stood and sat down next to Emma on the bed. "You can talk to me. Honestly, who am I going to tell?" She smiled weakly and Emma smiled sympathetically back at her.

"I'm just tired of not being good enough." The words immediately pulled at Regina's heart and she unconsciously leaned a little closer.

"You are the Savior Emma. You were the only one capable of breaking a twenty-eight year long curse. Doesn't that tell you something?" Once again the sincerity caught Emma off guard for a moment but she just wasn't in a proper state of mind to question it all.

"But what does that matter? I was never good enough for a family and that still hasn't changed. Did you see how relieved and happy my parents were to see that they would get a second chance with a new kid? Even Henry. He's got you and me now but that's still not enough. He clings to Neal. A criminal who abandoned me because I'm not enough for him…oh wow." Emma slapped a hand hard over her own face, startling Regina. "I'm sorry." Those words threw her even more.

"What?"

"I'm drunk but even I realize just how painfully ironic that was. I'm sorry for how you must have felt." Now it was Emma's sincerity that was throwing Regina for a loop. The brunette realized she wasn't nearly as angry she might had been at another time.

"Thank you…for saying that." She felt bad because she knew exactly how Emma felt but couldn't deny how nice it was that someone finally understood her for a change.

"Probably should have said it sooner." The complete honesty took any remaining anger away from Regina and the brunette found she actually felt lighter. Dare she say happier.

"It's alright dear." They smiled lightly at each other and once again, both bodies leaned a tiny bit closer.

"You do smell really good." Emma grinned a little, and Regina noticed her eyes move over her face, lingering on her lips.

"What are you thinking now?" She asked quietly and again, Emma concentrated on her answer.

"I'm wondering if I kiss you when I'm drunk, am I in trouble when I'm sober?" She asked it in a relatively serious tone and that, mixed the question itself had Regina momentarily faltering. She looked down at Emma's lips briefly before moving back to her eyes.

"What if I said you would be?" Emma stared into Regina's eyes, holding her gaze. She was in that place where she had enough alcohol to lose her filters but not her mind completely. She was braver now though, certainly losing many inhibitions. And she didn't completely understand how they had gotten this close, and Regina's scent was nearly consuming her now, fogging her mind even more. She had just enough clarity to decide that worse case scenario, she could blame it on the alcohol.

"I would say it's worth it." She leaned in and pressed her lips against Regina's. The alcohol was giving her a bit of tunnel vision, so she wasn't thinking it through how odd it was that Regina allowed the contact at all, let alone that she responded. Regina on the other hand, was everywhere. She was in the moment and in her head at the same time. Over thinking back and forth.

She should not be letting this happen...

She's glad it is…

She shouldn't have taken Emma home…

She had no clue how much she missed real company...

She should not have sat with her on the bed…

It had been so long since she had been this close to another...

She should have shot down Emma's question about the kiss…

This was the best kiss she could remember since Daniel…

She was losing control…

She felt oddly lighter about that…

She felt Emma's warm hand on her cheek and her tongue swipe gently across her lips. This entire night Regina was making decisions she couldn't explain. The same could be said when she decided to part her lips.

Regina lifted her hands to the blonde's face and pushed her own tongue into Emma's mouth, using her last ounce of control to take over the kiss. The feeling was beyond anything she could remember. And the weirdest part was that the one word that came to mind was safe. She felt safe. And now she was starting to believe she was the drunk one.

After a moment and one more thorough swipe of her tongue against Emma's, Regina finally pulled back. Emma's eyes were slow to open and took an extra few seconds to focus on Regina's.

"Whoa. You're good at that." Emma smiled lazily and Regina returned it. "Can we do that again?" She leaned in, but Regina placed her hand firmly on Emma's chest, stopping any further movement.

"You are drunk. You need to sleep." She helped the pouting blonde stand momentarily so she could pull back the covers and then pushed her back down to the bed.

"Wow Regina, pushing me into bed already?" Emma gave a cocky grin and Regina rolled her eyes.

"Hush. Sleep now." She pulled the covers up over Emma.

"Bossy." Emma mumbled as her eyes drifted closed. Regina turned and walked out of the room, a small smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

I am never drinking again

This was Emma's first thought as her eye's slowly fluttered open against the harsh morning lights. She was facing the window and quickly spun around only to immediately regret the movement. She slammed her eyes closed as a sharp pain shot through her skull and she waited a few moments before opening them again.

When she did, she moved extra slowly. She was a little overwhelmed by the sea of white surrounding her. Nearly everything was perfect pristine white. Before any further exploration, a glorious smell hit her senses and she turned towards the source. Sitting on the bedside table was a steaming cup of coffee, a water bottle and a bottle of aspirin. All of which she was grateful for. A big smile formed on her face picturing Regina creeping into the room to place them there.

She downed half the water bottle with a few pills before going after the coffee, sighing happily. She took extra care in making the bed as perfectly as possible, even fluffing up the pillows. After lacing up her boots, she threw her jacket over her shoulder and grabbed her unfinished coffee, walking to the door. Just as she stepped though it, she heard a loud knocking from below.

She was growing more and more paranoid by the minute. There was a good chance Emma would wake up with no memory of last night and come running down the stairs in a panic thinking Regina had drugged and kidnapped her. She placed her coffee cup down on the counter to run her fingers through her hair again.

Oh pull yourself together! Why do you even care?!

These thoughts kept circulating along with…

She was honest all night and she kissed YOU! She wanted it!

She had gone back and forth all night. That kiss had been…magical. But then again, Emma had been drinking for hours. Her judgment was questionable at best. She had learned more about Emma in one night then the months they had known one another. She shocked herself by realizing she just wanted to know more now.

As bad as she realized Emma's life probably was, she wanted to know everything about it. She wanted to know about her different homes and the places she had been. The people she had met and the jobs she had held. The simple things she had learned of her favorite color and that her lasagna was now Emma's favorite food gave her an interesting sense of accomplishment. She had actually allowed herself to hope that things might take a new direction but now she was working herself up into a frenzy.

She was drunk, you can't take any of that seriously.

Before anything else, there was a loud knocking at the front door. Interestingly enough, Regina's first reaction was irritation because this person was going to wake Emma. That increased exponentially when upon opening the door, she was faced with two angry Charmings.

"Where's Emma?" Mary Margaret got straight to the point, crossing her arms.

"Good morning to you too dear." She responded sarcastically, enjoying the clenching of both their jaws. "A little early to be pounding on someone's door, you could wake someone." Her face snowed the level of annoyance she was feeling.

"Where is Emma? Leroy said you took her." David said the word "took" like she really did kidnap Emma. She hoped more than ever the blonde would at least have some idea of the previous night.

"Took me home. Now can everyone calm down please." Emma came into view on the stairs, cradling her coffee in both hands. Both parents looked taken aback at the casual demeanor but Regina didn't notice them as her eyes were trained on Emma. "Thank you so much for this." She said sincerely, smiling at Regina before taking another sip. Regina took a deep internal sigh of relief.

"Emma are you okay? Why didn't you come home?" Her mother asked, completely caught off guard by the sight in front of her.

"No my dear, can't you see she's been attacked, poisoned, and cursed?" She gave her best Evil Queen smile but the couple glared back. Emma surprised everyone by placing a gentle hand on Regina's shoulder.

"I'm fine. I drank too much and I didn't want to disturb you both after the…celebration. Regina offered her guestroom." Emma spoke neutrally but Regina knew why she paused before the word celebration and wanted to comfort her again. She also wanted to slap the oblivious idiots occupying her doorway. Both took a good amount of willpower to resist.

"Well…that was awfully…kind of her now let's go." Mary Margaret seemed almost speechless and now Emma was resisting an eye roll. Instead she finished the last sip of coffee and placed the empty mug in Regina's already waiting hand.

"Thank you…for everything last night. Really." She smiled warmly at Regina and the brunette returned it.

"You're welcome." She watched Emma move towards the door her parents had just turned from but paused, looking back to Regina.

"What are you doing today?" The question was unexpected and Regina took a few seconds to respond.

"Um…I'm not sure yet. Why?"

"What do you say we meet for lunch and figure out Henry's schedule? If we're gonna be doing this together we should get a plan. Like we need to decide which days he sleeps here and which ones he's with me." Regina's jaw nearly dropped to the floor, not expecting that at all. She was dying for her son to be back in his room and Emma was going to allow it. She fought back the tears that wanted to escape and just nodded. "Cool so noon at Granny's?"

"That's perfect." She managed to get out successfully.

"Emma?" Mary Margaret called from the walkway, interrupting the moment. Regina nearly growled in irritation. Emma looked back at her mother before spinning back around and taking a step towards Regina, dropping her voice to a whisper.

"So…what's the verdict? I'm sober now, am I in trouble?" She looked expectantly at Regina who was yet again, surprised by the young woman in front of her. A slow smile spread across her face before morphing into a smirk.

"Only if you're late today Miss Swan. I will see you at twelve sharp." Looking over Emma's shoulder and noting both parents were distracted in a heated discussion, she decided to make the bolder move this time and leaned in for very quick but tender kiss right on Emma's lips. Pulling back she relished in the shocked but thrilled look on the Sheriff's face.

Emma stepped onto the porch and heard Regina's chuckle when, in her distraction from the brunette's kiss, Emma stumbled right into one of the big white pillars. She whipped around, tapping the pillar once and continued, hoping beyond anything her parent's didn't question her behavior or the increasing blush on her face. Regina just stood in the doorway, a large smile still covering her face.

So I'm kind of seeing this as a One Shot.. But if you want to see a continuation, let me know. If enough people are interested, I could probably continue. PLEASE REVIEW