Edit: Apparently my new pc is feeling a little bit frisky and is rewriting English with words on Spanish since it seems it cannot process that I write more English than Spanish anyway xd I've rewritten a few things that I didn't realize when I posted this that were either on Spanish or the corrector had turned into something impossible to understand. Sorry for the mistakes -.- I hope I've fixed everything but in case anything new comes up... well, I will need a few days to accustom myself to the new programs I'm using ^^''

Deja vu

Emma sighed as she entered in her apartment, a feeling of disappointment washing over her as she took notice on the empty space. She was starting to feel tired of her job, of the things she needed to do and as she took off the high heels she had been wearing and stretched her neck she thought again on how quick the week had seemed to pass; the night she had been talking with Regina feeling as if it had only been a few hours before.

They hadn't talked much after the brunette weak promise and Emma hadn't insisted as the week started to roll by; she had had a lot of things to think about after all, many of them regarding precisely a particular brunette.

For as long as she could remember she had always hated the lies that people tended to say around her "you will be adopted" "we love you", weak words that pretended to be true but weren't. When she had agreed with Lily to find her mother she had done that in order to keep close to the only woman that, even if it had lied to her, she had also learnt her lesson of being completely straightforward with her. Lily was the constant reminder of a life Emma hated but also accepted as a part of who she was and so being angry with the other woman's wasn't precisely easy for her.

She had never believed in magic, not even as a small child and the story that Lily had told her when they had reencountered was more like an illusion and the proof that her old friend was clearly nuts than anything else. And maybe because of the friendship they both had had Emma had agreed with her to try to help her. She didn't exactly remember the time she had started to belief that that story could be a possibility though, her skepticism turning into something close to acceptance. It had been precisely that acceptance the one that had make her drive mindlessly through Boston as she entered in a bar, her sixth sense telling her to wait and see. It had been that same sense the one that had told her who Regina was and even if a part of her rational mind whispered to her that she was as crazy as Lily another part of her knew that that night something had happened that she couldn't even start to explain about.

Maybe that was that the reason why she couldn't make herself keep lying to Regina, the farce was already too deep and she knew that telling the brunette the truth would probably mean the end of whatever thing they were starting to have but she couldn't keep going, even if that also meant losing Lily's faith completely.

Lily… sighing she closed her eyes and shook her head, she was also missing her. Too much.

Picking up the little muffin and looking at the candle she had bought she almost wanted to snort at the little blue start that looked back at her, stubbornly. She had held hope that maybe Regina, or Lily, would come, apparently she hadn't had such luck. Closing her eyes she thought again on the wish she had been wishing for since she had been old enough to create the words on her head. She didn't wanted to find her parents per se anymore though, that was the difference between the girl and the woman, she only wanted to feel welcomed and a last thought of Regina passed through her mind. She was falling in love with her, as strange as their first met and consequently the dates they had had after that had been.

Damn it.

Someone knocked at the door waking her up from her reverie and for a second Emma swallowed, wanting to think that, maybe, at the other side of the door there was one of the two brunettes she had been thinking about.

It was a boy, a little boy not older than ten looking at her with big eyes that made her tremble for a second.

"I'm Henry" He answered easily with something close to a smirk. "And I'm your son"

Regina took one of the last curves towards Emma's apartment, her mind completely elsewhere. She had been thinking about Emma's birthday almost the whole week, unsure of what to do about it not only because of the complicated situation with Henry but also for herself. She had finally decided to come though, leaving an eerily calm and well-mannered Henry under the care of Kathryn once again. The boy had seemed less angry that week and so she had decided to give it a try and take the car. She was still unsure though and she battled with herself almost the whole drive as she approached Boston.

That week she didn't have a reunion so everything went much more quicker than what she would normally do even if she drove a little bit slower than she would do due to the anxiety she felt and as she saw the complex where the blonde lived she found herself biting her bottom lip, feeling even more nervous at the thought of Emma being there.

Parking the car she looked at the apartment complex; something had definitely changed since the first day Emma and her had first met, something she couldn't exactly explain and as the weeks and dates had started to pile up she had found herself without arguments to battle against her will to give it a try to whatever kind of relationship both Emma and her would be able to commit. And so there she was.

Grabbing her purse and looking at her reflection on the rear mirror of her car she exited, glancing at the vehicle one more time before entering. Her heels clacked as she walked towards the elevator, her eyes focused solely on the numbers. Once the elevator's door opened she exited to the corridor finding Emma's door slightly open and with light coming out of it, the sound of two voices floating towards where she was standing.

Frowning, she approached the opened door, unsure of what to do. Emma had told her that she would be alone and for a second she felt rage starting to grow inside of her, the woman she had been once surfacing for a second. Then, as she was about to enter inside the place she recognized one of the voices.

The boy was seated in front of Emma with a glass of orange juice in the counter in front of him and that look of startled anger he seemed to have fixed on his face whenever he looked at her nowadays when she finally entered, standing in the middle of the corridor in direction of the light up kitchen a few meters ahead of her, unable to say something.

"Mom?" The boy asked, confused, and for a second the brunette woman melted, the epithet being one Henry hadn't used in what seemed to be an eternity. "What are you doing here?"

Regina looked back at Emma who was biting her lips, her hands resting on the table where a muffin and a forgotten candle laid alongside with a beer bottle.

"He knocked the door" The blonde offered weakly, Regina's confusion growing.

"She must have followed me" Henry interrupted, pointing at Regina who closed the door behind her and closed the distance between her and the other two, confusion still written on her face.

"I didn't" She managed to say. Taking a big gulp of air she looked at her son's eyes, realizing the way he seemed to clutch a thick book between his arms, a stubborn glow shimmering on his eyes. "What are you doing here Henry?"

She was afraid, afraid of the explanations she probably would need to give not only to the boy but to Emma who had met her son, something she hadn't wanted to happen. Yet at least.

"Finding my real mom" The boy replied gritting his teeth, his voice breaking a little at the end of the statement.

And that was when it hit Regina; Emma's guilty stares and dumbfounded expression when she had entered the apartment. Turning, she swallowed before trying to look at Emma.

"You are Henry's birthmother?"

"And you are the evil queen"

Edit 2: Having the reference of a little question I've been asked via pm; I know that the last sentence is a little bit ambiguous of who is actually saying it. It's something I did on purpose so don't worry, that part of the dialogue will be addressed in the 10th chapter ;)