A/N : Hello, people. I'm back! Well, I was never gone. lol I've had this idea in my head for the longest time, and decided to just write and see where it took me. I have an idea on where this story will go, but I only have this chapter written. Tell me what you guys think. How many reviews literally depend on if I will continue this. Makes no sense for me to write if people don't like my story. Anywho, please enjoy.

Disclaimer : I do not own OUAT. I do own my OC, though. You guys will get to see Holland after a few chapters hopefully.

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"Darling, you're a twenty-one year old old woman who is still allowing their parents to dictate their life!" Regina Mills said yelling at her long time girlfriend. The brunette couldn't believe what she was hearing at the moment.

Emma and Regina were out celebrating their three year anniversary when Emma's mother decided to burst their happy bubble...nothing unusual about that, though.

...A few hours earlier

"Emma, sweetie! What a surprise to see you here" Mary Margaret said with such false sweetness, Regina had to fight a gag that was making its way up her throat.

"Mo-Mother? What are you doing here?" Emma asked, surprise lacing her voice.

Regina had to cut in. "Darling, are you really that surprise your mother chose tonight of all nights to eat at this restaurant? Almost a half hour away from Storybrooke? I'm not even going to ask how she got reservations on such short notice"

Emma just narrowed her green eyes at her girlfriend, telling her silently without words to play nice.

Rolling her eyes, the brunette resumed cutting up her sirloin steak. Only raising her head when another voice sounded beside their table. This time, male.

"Emma, I want you to meet someone. His name is Neal and he's a pediatric doctor. His father is an associate of your father"

"Hello, Emma. It's a pleasure to meet you" He said.

"Emma" Regina said warning. She was losing her patience with the whole situation.

"Mo-" Emma started to say but was cut off by her mother.

"He's single Emma" Mary Margaret said quickly but excitingly. She cast a quick glance in Regina's direction, making sure to show all her hate she had for the young woman in that second.

"Mother, you know I'm in a relationship with Regina" Emma said, gesturing to the now pissed off brunette.

Seeing her girlfriends murderous expression, Emma clasped the hand that was fisted on the table, and started making a soothing gesture with the pad of her thumb on Regina's knuckles.

"Sweetie, what you have with Regina is not a relationship. It's just a phase. Trust me, once you go on one date with Neal, you'll forget all about that girl" Mary Margaret said still trying to keep up with the innocence facade.

Neal looked between the three woman, looking like he'd rather prefer to get bitten by a rattlesnake than stand there. At least that would be less awkward.

Reaching into his suit jacket, he took out his card and placed it into Emma's hand. With a 'Call me if you're interested' he left.

"Okay" Emma muttered, even thought the man already left.

Mary Margaret was getting agitated. Everything she planned was crumbling before her very eyes. Turning in the direction of the retreating man, she called after him. "Neal!" He didn't turn around though. With a huff and a glare at Regina, Mary hiked up her evening dress and stalked towards the exit.

"I can't believe you just did that!" Regina hissed quietly, aware that they've already drawn a crowd of gawkers from the moment Mary Margaret interrupted their dinner.

"Did what?" Emma asked confusedly.

Regina didn't answer, instead she grabbed the attention of their waiter and asked for the check.

The two sat in silence until Regina paid for their dinner, without a backwards glance to see if her girlfriend was following, the brunette left the restaurant. Regina couldn't believe that Emma just took the business card with an 'okay' and didn't really tell her mother off.

"You act like such a welcome mat when it comes to your mother" Regina said after twenty minutes of driving.

"What did you want me to do Regina! Yell and rant to get my way?!"

Regina was beyond pissed. This was a regular thing with them. Mary Margaret always seemed to come between the two, and Emma couldn't see that. Or if she did, she chose to ignore it. "Yes, Emma! If that's what it takes to get your mother off of our backs"

Emma knew Regina was right, but she was too stubborn to admit defeat. So all she said was "yeah" The rest of the ride home, the two yelled at each other.

...Present

"And you're a twenty-three year old who still likes to appease her mommy!" Emma yelled back a second later. "Don't think I didn't hear the conversation between you and Cora last week!"

Now it was Regina's turn to be confused. "What conversation?"

"You. New York. Gold & Mills Associates" Emma spat.

"So what, you heard ONE conversation and assume the talk about moving to New York is because my mother told me I could become partner?"

The blond crossed her arms over her chest, causing her breast to push up. Regina's eyes followed the movement. "Well if it isn't because of that, why is it?"

Regina didn't have answer.

Emma smirked "That's what I thought" she said triumphantly.

Angrier now at the look Emma was throwing her way, Regina yelled, "Fuck you, Emma! I'm tired of all this. You, your mother, this town!"

"You don't think I'm tired of my mother too, Regina?! You think I like it when she belittles our relationship as if it's just puppy love?"

The brunette scoffed. "You sure as hell don't act like it. You act like you're her little bitch"

Emma gasped in surprise. "Fuck you, Regina!"

Regina raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow "I did that last night, dear" she said, licking her lips slowly.

Soon it wasn't just her tongue licking her lips. Regina grunted in pain when she felt her back slam against the wall behind her. The grunt soon turned into a moan when she felt Emma's tongue lick the roof of her mouth.

Wanting to be in control, Regina walked Emma backwards until the back of the blonde legs hit the couch Emma loathed loved so much, but Regina was persistent in purchasing. Pushing her onto it, Emma landed with a 'hmmph'

Snatching off her sleep shirt, then pants, Regina grabbed the front of Emma's t-shirt, crashing their lips together in a heated kiss. The brunette ignored the sound of the blondes shirt tearing. Instead she finished tearing the shirt down the middle, all without breaking the bruising kiss. Emma broke from the kiss, to take off her now ruined shirt and to unclasp Regina's purple lace bra. Without a second thought, Emma grabbed the back of Regina's back and flipped their positions, causing the brunette to fall on the floor, Emma on top of her.

Hell, that hurt! Regina thought to herself. Taking her hand, Regina placed them inside Emma's yoga pants and started rubbing the blondes clit harshly. Lace boy shorts being the only thing separating her from meeting the flesh she knew would be wet and hot.

Emma moaned "Gina" when she felt the hand that was driving her on the brink of orgasm slide into her panties.

"Right here, darling" Regina slid two fingers into Emma's wet core and started thrusting in and out of her at a demanding pace. Harsh breathing and flesh slapping against wetness was the only sound that could be heard.

The raw animalistic fucking later turned into slow sensual lovemaking. They made love all throughout the night like it was their first and last time. Subconsciously, they knew it would be their last. Neither brought up the topic until the next morning though.

"I can't continue on like this, Emma" Regina said hoarsely. A night of screaming would do that to a persons voice.

Currently, Regina was dressed and was sitting on their bay window seat, three large suitcases sitting by her feet.

She must have packed while I was sleeping. Emma thought. The blonde wrapped the Egyptian cotton sheets tighter around her, partly to warn off the mornings chill, and because she felt exposed to Regina who was dressed in a blue and purple sundress.

Emma didn't say anything, she just focused on getting saliva into her dry mouth.

Regina ran a hand through her long brunette locks. Biting her lip, she continued to talk. "I called my mother this morning. I took the job, Emma"

Still, Emma didn't utter a word. Frustrated, Regina picked up two of the suitcases and walked out of the room. She met Emma standing by the front door, wrapped only in the red sheet, when she came back for the second suitcase. Only when the brunette was finished packing her belongings in her black Mercedes did Emma talk.

"If you decide to come back, I won't be here!" Emma yelled after her.

Hand on the drivers door, Regina didn't turn around. Instead, she got into her car and drove off. Looking into the rearview mirror, Regina didn't wipe the one tear that slid down her cheek.

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Two weeks later found one Emma Swan in room 203 of the Marriott hotel. The man who identified himself as Sgt. Bryant Hayes was grunting above her as he released himself inside of her.

Emma met the dark skin man a a few hours earlier in a bar downtown. After introductions, the blonde found out that he was a Marine who was on leave before he had to head off to Holland for a four year tour.

The blond didn't care much for the man, she just wanted to get a certain brown eye brunette out of her head.

A male southern accent broke Emma out of her thoughts. "I think I went to heaven, darling"

Emma cringed when he called her 'darling'. Only one person was allowed to call her that. Well, use to call her that.

Seeing the blonde below him wince, Bryant pulled out of her and flopped down on the bed.

Nothing was said for a few minutes until 'Southern boy' as Emma dubbed him, ruined the moment.

"So how does it compare?" He asked.

Not turning in his direction, Emma asked him what he was talking about.

"Getting thoroughly fucked by a black man" He answered arrogantly.

This time, Emma did look at him. Rolling her eyes, Emma got out of bed and started to get dressed.

A/N : Tell me what you guys thought. Loved it...Hate it?

Until next time,

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