"Mom?" Henry gently shook his mother in an effort to wake her. She opened one eye and squinted at him.

"Henry?" she asked groggily. She looked questioningly at him as he climbed into the other side of her bed. She partially sat up, leaning back on her elbows.

"Are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?"

"No," he shuffled down further into the bed making himself comfortable. "It's 9 o'clock. I'm bored… and lonely."

Regina sat up fully at this news. "It's 9 o'clock… in the morning?"

"Uh huh."

"And you are only just waking me up now?" she asked horrified, smoothing down her unruly hair.

"Actually, Emma brought you a coffee at about 7:30 but she said you looked too cute to wake up." He crinkled his nose at the last statement.

Regina looked to her left and sure enough there was a mug full of untouched, and now cold, coffee sitting on her bedside table.

"I really wish she would stop referring to me as cute," the brunette murmured.

"As if. You love it." Henry said with confidence as he wriggled around in his mother's bed. Regina watched him with a frown on her face as he continued to make a mess of her bed.

"So since you are proclaiming that you are both bored and lonely, I am assuming Emma has gone out."

"Yep. Her and Elsa have gone iceskating."

"Oh that's not going to end badly at all," Regina said sarcastically.

"I know, right. We should bet on which body part Emma is going to injure." Henry giggled as he pulled more of the comforter off Regina and over himself.

Regina made a play swipe at her son. "Henry! Don't be mean… and stop hogging the covers." She pulled the comforter back from her son and over herself.

"So what shall we do today, young man. I must warn you that our options are a little limited as I'm still not allowed to drive."

"I was thinking you could teach me how to play chess," he offered shyly.

"Really?" Regina was taken a back. She had tried to get Henry to play numerous times but he had never shown any interest.

"Yeah. It's raining heaps outside so we can't go out. And I figure I'm old enough now that when I whip your butt at it, it won't hurt your ego too much."

She narrowed her eyes at the boy and gave a small huff. "Wow. You really have been spending too much time with Emma."

Henry shrugged his shoulders and grinned. "That's not really an insult you know. I love Emma."

"Hmmmm. Okay, well let me get dressed and have a coffee and you get the chess set."

"Already got it out," he said as he threw the covers off and bounced out of the bed. "So you get dressed and I'll make you a coffee."

"Okay. I think I have the basics. The horse…"

"Knight." Regina interjected.

Henry rolled his eyes. "The knight moves in like an L shape. The bishop goes diagonally. The castle…"

"Rook."

"The Rook moves forwards and backwards in a straight line. And the Queen pretty much does whatever she wants."

"Its a little more complicated than that but for simplicity's sake we will say yes."

"If you were a chess piece, you would totally be the Queen." Henry mumbled under his breath.

"What?" Regina asked.

"Nothing," said Henry as he moved his next piece with feigned sincerity.

They were about six moves into the game when Henry said, "Will Emma leave with Elsa now?"

Regina paused mid move and took a moment to think. "I don't think so, Henry. She's pretty adamant on staying until I've made a full recovery." She unconsciously moved her hand to her wounded side.

"I really wish she'd stay. Maybe you could pretend to still be injured for a bit longer and she might forget all about Elsa." The boy made his next move, seemingly without thought.

"I don't think that's likely to happen, Henry. Emma's a good person. She always keeps her word. And moving to Seattle to be with Elsa will be something that she chooses not to renege on."

Henry paused mid move, rethinking his position before placing the Queen on the board, keeping his finger on the piece until he was absolutely certain that he wasn't risking the valuable piece.

"You know I asked Emma to ask you out on a date," he said as he removed his hand from the Queen, confidant in his latest tactic.

"What? When?" Regina looked up to her son, concentrating on him instead of the board in front of her.

"The first time you went out on a date with Robin."

"Oh." Regina wasn't quite sure how she was to respond to that.

"She said you guys weren't compatible." Henry pretended to have an intense interest in the positioning of all of the pieces on the board.

"Really?" Regina struggled to hide her disappointment and hurt.

"Yeah. She said you weren't compatible because you were straight and only dated boys."

"It is true. I have only dated men." Regina confirmed.

"Still, wouldn't have hurt her to ask. What would you have said?"

"Ummmm." Regina was now flustered, moving her Rook into a position that would now be easy for the taking.

Henry looked intently at his mother, then down at the game in front of him.

"Ooh. Checkmate!" he yelled.

"What?" Regina looked down to the board and sure enough the boy had won his first game of chess.

"That's right isn't it? I win?" he asked innocently.

"Yes ,you win." Regina pouted.

It was then that there was a loud commotion outside of their door and Emma and Elsa came bursting in. The door nearly flying off its hinges as it bounced off the wall from the sudden impact of a grand opening.

Elsa was saturated, wet from head to toe, and Emma was limping.

"Oh my God what happened to you two." Regina asked in equal amounts of concern and intrigue.

"Someone here cant ice-skate. She bit the dust and twisted her ankle." Elsa complained as she took of her laced boots.

"I told you I couldn't skate, but you swore you would help me."

"I tried. But helping you on ice is like trying to heard cats." Elsa turned back to Regina. "So we decided to come back here, but then on the way home her stupid car got a flat tyre and of course i had to change it cause Gumby over here could barely walk. In case you haven't noticed its pouring out there." The blonde woman waved towards the window to prove her point.

Emma flopped herself on the couch and hiked her leg up onto the ottoman.

"Elsa you probably should go have a hot shower and change your clothes." Regina empathised.

"Good idea. Will you do some first aid on the uncoordinated princess." Elsa addressed Regina- completely ignoring the fact that Emma was also in the room.

"I don't need first aid. And if i did i could do it myself you know. Its my profession- I actually am qualified in something worth while," Emma yelled after Elsa, Elsa ignoring her as she walked out of the room and down the hallway.

"So your time together was well spent?" Regina asked as she looked at the woman sitting on the couch.

"Pfffft."

"Most articulate as usual." Regina scoffed.

"Regina? Is it okay if I take Henry out to the games shop when I get out of the shower?" came a yell from the bathroom.

Henry looked pleadingly at Regina, using his best puppy dog eyes.

Regina rolled her eyes and nodded in the affirmative. Henry jumped out of his seat with such enthusiasm that he knocked half of the chess pieces off the board and onto the floor.

"Its ok. You go and get yourself ready and I'll pick these up." Regina waved him away as she knelt on the carpeted floor, reaching under the table for the black queen.

"So tell me about your date," she said from her knelt position under the table.

"Date. Pffft, whatever… It was a nightmare from start to finish."

Regina stood up and walked over to the couch that Emma was sitting on. She stood momentarily in front of the woman before seating herself on the ottoman that Emma had her sore leg on.

"It couldn't have been that bad." She lifted up Emma's foot, resting it on her knee while she inspected the bruising ankle.

"No it wasn't," Emma huffed as she watched Regina holding her ankle. "Its just that i didn't enjoy myself as much as I expected to, and well… she kind of annoyed the shit out of me."

Regina unlaced Emma's boot and pulled it off gently before rolling her sock down and pulling it off also. She softly pressed her thumb around the blonde's ankle before looking up to Emma to see her reaction. Emma winced a little and shrugged.

"It'll be fine." Emma conceded.

"You don't want me to ice it and wrap it?"

"Nah. Its all good."

Regina continued to hold Emma's foot in her hand as she stroked her ankle, both women completely unaware of the action.

"I don't think things are going to work out with Elsa." Emma admitted quietly after a few minutes of silence.

"Oh?" Regina said in shock.

"I'm going to have to tell her tonight that I'm not going to move to Seattle." Emma was looking over at the entrance to the hallway. If she was looking at Regina she would have seen the woman's eyes widen with hope and a small smile tug at the corner of her lips.

"Are you sure about this Emma?" Regina asked hopefully.

Emma finally looked over to Regina, she stared at the woman intently for what seemed like minutes. "Yes. I have never been more sure of anything. Wait here."

Emma stood up resolutely from the lounge chair and hobbled her way out of the room.

It was about an hour later that Elsa made an appearance and declared to Henry with a bright smile that she was ready to go game shopping. Emma came limping out ten minutes later and plonked herself next to Regina.

Emma sat quietly on the lounge, picking up the remote she turned the TV on. It was midway through a Brady Bunch re-run that Emma finally broke the silence.

"She's found someone else."

Regina whipped her head around to look at the blonde. "What?"

"She's found someone else. Between the time she begged me to come back to her and when she actually came here she found someone else to look after her."

Regina placed her hand softly onto Emma's thigh. "Are you okay?"

Emma picked up the remote and angrily pressed the mute button.

"No. I'm fucking angry as hell."

Regina removed her hand and looked intently at the other woman.

"First she dumps me, then she rings me up for help when her mom dies, she asks me to move to the other side of the country for her- which involves me giving up my apartment, my job, and my friends… and then she tells me that oops she has fallen for someone else. And the thing that makes me so fucking angry is that I did it all. For her. For us."

Emma makes a sudden move off the lounge and hobbles into the kitchen, grabs herself three beers and sits angrily back down onto the couch. She pops the top off one, offering it to Regina, who takes it hesitantly, then she pops the top off the second, skulls it, and then opens the third.

Regina's eyes never leave her.

"I need to get laid." Emma declared as she angrily slammed her beer onto the side table.

"Oh. Um. Don't you think its a bit soon. Don't you still have feelings for Elsa?" Regina asked tentatively.

"No. No I don't still have feelings for her and that's why I'm angry. I've wasted so much time worrying about her and how she is coping to give a shit about my needs," she grabbed her beer and took a long pull before turning to Regina and saying "And I really need to get laid."

Regina looked away and took a long sip of her beer, trying to hide the blush in her cheeks and the racing of her heart.

"Lets go out." Emma stated rather loudly. "You can be my wingman."

"Emma… I'm in no state to go out and drink and dance and flirt or…whatever."

Emma looked over to Regina and finally actually saw her for the first time since she made her way back from her 'discussion' with Elsa.

"I'm sorry, Regina. You're right, I'm being an arse. Also, you could never be my wingman. You're too gorgeous. All the women would hit on you and not even notice that I was there," she polished off the rest of her beer before placing her empty bottle onto the coffee table.

"Ok, whatever." Regina scoffed as she picked up the remote and unmuted the TV, making herself more comfortable on the couch.

"Oh my God, we are not watching Antiques Roadshow." Emma spat out as she saw why Regina had unmuted the television.

"What? Why not?"

"Because it's a terrible show with people with bad dress sense and even worse teeth. Give me the remote." Emma held her hand out to Regina.

"No. I like this show. We are watching it." Regina stated as she pointedly placed the remote control on the side table away from Emma.

"Reeegggiiinnnaaaa! You always watch this crap show and I hate it. Its really, really, bad and if you don't change the channel then I will." Emma reached across the couch to try and grab the remote control, but Regina was just as quick and snatched it up before Emma could lay her hands on it. She looked defiantly at Emma as she clutched the remote to her chest.

"Regina. Give me the remote. I don't want to have to hurt you."

"No."

"Give it to me."

"No."

Emma lunged across the couch and tried to grab the remote off Regina as Regina anticipated the move and held the remote high above her head.

"Regina!"

"Emma!"

Emma was now effectively laying on top of the brunette woman as she reached over her to grab the remote control. Unknowingly she elbowed the woman in her abdomen.

Regina cried out in pain, dropping the remote onto the floor. Emma looked down in horror, realising what it was that she had done.

"Oh no. Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Regina," she placed her hand tenderly onto Regina's side. She looked down at the woman below her who had her eyes squeezed tightly shut, small tears leaking form the corner of each eye.

"I'm soooo sorry. I forgot," she lifted Regina's shirt a little to slip her hand underneath so she could softly stroke the area that she had hurt. The skin was soft and warm under her fingers. She looked down at the woman underneath her again, and this time the older woman's eyes were open. There were no tears but the look in them was something she had never seen before.

Emma tilted her head to the side, her eyes locked intently on the nearly black ones below her. She continued to unconsciously caress the other woman's stomach as she felt her own heartbeat pick up. She moved ever so slightly forward until her lips met Regina's. The surprising warmth and softness of them made her heart skip a beat all together.

This is it. This is how I'm going to die. Regina thought.

Emma suddenly detached herself and said in horror. "Fuck. I'm so sorry. I can't believe I kissed you again." She went straight into panic mode and lifted herself off the other woman so that she was kneeling on the couch hovering over her. "Not only did I maim you so soon after surgery, but then I virtually molested you. Again."

Regina grabbed a firm hold of Emma's shirt before she could get off the couch completely. She quickly yanked the younger woman down towards her, ensuring that Emma would lose her balance and only have one place to end up.

"Will you just shut up for once in your goddamn life," she hissed.

Regina pulled Emma into a searing kiss that left no doubt in Emma's mind that this was exactly what Regina wanted.

"Hey you guys? You will never guess what game I got." Henry yelled as he opened the front door.

Regina's automatic reaction was to immediately knee Emma in the crotch and push her on to the ground.

Emma landed with an oomph on her back, stretched out like a starfish.

"Hey." Henry said as he walked into the lounge and stood in front of them. "What's going on here."

"Oh, Emma was trying to get the remote off me and I clearly won the battle." Regina offered, slightly out of breath and more than a little turned on.

Henry looked down at Emma, then at the remote that was on the ground near the side table. He then looked over to the TV and scrunched his nose.

"Well that's because you're watching Antiques Roadshow. You know no one actually likes that show except for you, Mom."

He stepped over Emma and picked the remote up, pointing it at the TV he changed the channel to The Simpsons.

"You may have won the battle, but we will win the war," he declared with a sense of heroism as he held his fist down to Emma for a fist bump.

Emma sat up and gave the boy a much appreciated fist bump before leaning back so she was rested on her elbows. "Where's Elsa?"

"She just dropped me off. She said she would be back later on tonight to pick up her stuff and then she is heading to the airport."

"She's leaving?"

"I guess so. I thought you knew? She said that you and her had organised for her to fly back to Seattle on an earlier flight."

"Of course she did." Emma huffed under her breath. She turned to look at Regina and rolled her eyes.

Regina smiled consolingly. "Maybe you should give her a call?"

"Yeah, I will in a minute, but right now I'm going to make us some dinner." Emma said as she struggled to get up off the floor.

"Okay I'll help." Regina said as she slid off the couch and then led the way into the kitchen, leaving Henry behind to watch The Simpsons.

"So. We kissed." Emma said with a giant smile as she pressed Regina against the refrigerator.

"I noticed," smiled Regina shyly.

"With tongue." Emma continued, waggling her eyebrows at the other woman.

Regina giggled, "Yes, Emma, I was there too."

Emma reached down and took Regina's hands in her own. Caressing her fingers with her thumbs.

"I liked it… a lot." Emma took a step closer and rested her forehead against Regina's, tenderly rubbing they're noses together.

Regina chuckled. "I liked it too… a lot," she shifted her focus from their joined hands to Emma's eyes, shining in rapture and slightly crinkled at the corners from smiling too widely.

"Hey you guys I'm hungry! Can you hurry up with dinner." Henry yelled from the lounge room.

"I love your child, Regina, but god help me I am going to kill him." Emma moaned as she leaned in and gave Regina a small and chaste kiss on the lips.