"What's going on with you two?" Henry asked as he stabbed a piece of egg with his fork. The three of them sat at the kitchen table eating breakfast. It's been two days since Granny's, and his mom and Emma have been acting weird.

Regina glanced at Emma as she took a sip of her orange juice and then turned to look at her son. For being 10-years-old, he was a smart boy and she should have known that he would catch on to their tension or whatever it was that was happening between them. She felt it too, and she didn't know how to fix it or what to say. It was technically her fault, she felt.

"You're ten, you don't know anything" Emma mumbled and bit into her toast.

"Miss Swan! Apologize to my son, immediately!" Regina scolded and felt her entire body flush with anger. She turned to look at Henry and saw the hurt in his eyes, although his face remained neutral.

"Miss Swan!" Regina chidded again, and turned her attention on the blonde who was looking down at her now empty plate. Regina could tell that she was embarrassed.

Emma huffed and then whispered an apology to Henry as Regina returned to eating the rest of her food. The silence was thick and she felt the tension suffocating her. Regina rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

"I'm going to go take a shower." Emma announced, as she got up and put her glass and plate in the sink. Regina watched her disappear into the foyer, she could tell that Emma was not okay and told herself she would talk to her later on about it.

"Is she okay? Are you okay?" Henry asked as he turned his body to face Regina's. He stared at her, waiting for an answer.

"Henry…" Regina began with a small sigh as she scooted her chair a little ways from the table to face her son, crossing her legs and setting her hands on her knee.

"You are ten years old, honey. You shouldn't be so worried about me, or Emma for that matter. It's our thing to work out." Regina stated, feeling annoyed that her son was taking on this burden.

"I like Emma here…" Henry whispered and his face fell. Regina could automatically pick up the fear he had.

"Henry, she's not going anywhere." Regina reassured.

"But you two are barely talking, and something is off! It feels…" Henry trailed off and sat back in his chair, pouting.

"It feels like what?" Regina questioned, and sat back in her chair as well. She heard the faint sound of music from upstairs, and mentally took note of it and tucked it into her Emma Swan file of facts.

"It feels like it did right before dad left." Henry confessed softly.

"I'm sorry," Regina whispered and continued, "Whatever is going on with Emma and I… I don't want it to worry you. Sometimes…" Regina trailed off in thought, and pondered if she should go down this train of thoughts.

"Mom?" Henry asked, as the silence continued.

Shaking her head slightly, she focused back on Henry.

"Sometimes parents argue and don't always seem happy." Regina felt her stomach tingle at the use of the word parents. "But know that no matter how we may seem, and what you may hear in regards to an argument...know that Emma is here to stay. Okay?"

Regina saw his lips pull up into a smile and his eyes beamed at her. She relaxed some in the chair, happy to see Henry smiling.

"Okay, but I hope you two can fix whatever is going on. Emma seems sad." Henry replied as he stood up to put his plate in the sink. He truly cared for Emma in such a short time, he didn't like seeing her so moody.

Regina's mind went haywire with images of Emma's face over the last couple of days. Just small moments of time Regina would glance at Emma, and she realized that she did indeed look sad. A wave of guilt and sadness of her own washed over her.

"Hey, Henry…" Regina said, as she stood up to clear the table of its contents. She exhaled a long breath and felt nervous.

"Yeah?" He asked as he grabbed the last remaining plate from the table. He looked up at his mom and saw her brows crease in thought. He wondered what has gotten her so rattled.

"Can I ask you something?" Regina turned to lean her lower back against the sink. Henry stood in front of her and mimicked her pose against the breakfast bar. When Henry nodded, Regina continued.

"Did you happen to mention anything about Emma and I to your dad? Perhaps you told him that Emma and I are your moms, now?" Regina asked softly. She didn't want to make him feel like she was attacking him.

Henry's eyes went wide and he shook his head vigorously.

"No. I didn't say a word, mom!" Henry said quickly, a dread was felt in his stomach.

"Well, what have you told him?" Regina questioned, crossing her arms in front of her chest, impatiently waiting for his answer. His answer could make or break this conspiracy theory on the mole.

"I told dad that Emma was staying with us, that you are helping her…" Henry replied, and his forehead creased in confusion.

"Honey, I just wanted to know. You aren't in trouble." Regina said to ease her son's worry.

"Henry, are you okay with Emma and I?" Regina asked stepping away from the sink to brush back the hair that fell into Henry's eyes.

Henry leaned into her palm and a small smile formed. It had been a while since he felt his mother's touch. His body hummed in appreciation.

"It's been some time since we talked about this and I just want to know how you feel, baby. Have you changed your mind about wanting Emma as family? You can tell me, I promise I won't get mad." Regina pressed on.

Henry turned slightly and wrapped his arms around Regina's torso. Regina looked down at her son and smiled. His chin rested at the valley of her breasts, and she realized how tall he had gotten.

"I like Emma here. I'm okay with her being family. I want to help her. She needs us." Henry spoke quietly.

Regina's heart burst at the simplexity of his love for a stranger. She felt triumphant for raising such an amazing boy.

"I agree, honey." Regina squeezed her son's body tight and enjoyed the hug as her eyes slipped closed. She kissed the top of his head and breathed in his scent.

"If at any point you think differently, you let me know." Regina whispered into his hair and felt Henry nod.

Henry stepped out of her embrace and his face was flushed.

"I'm going to take a shower. I think Ma is done now." He announced sheepishly.

Regina nodded her head and grabbed her phone off the counter.

'We have a mole!' Regina typed out in a text message to Robin.

'No we don't. Gold told me about your conversation with him' came the text immediately afterwards.

Sighing, Regina walked to the living room and sat on the couch, her fingers typing quickly.

'Yes we do! Why would Gold talk to you about our conversation?!' Regina huffed in annoyance and tried to think of reasons why Gold would do such a thing.

Her phone vibrated in her hand and she looked down.

'He wanted me to look into Daniel, wanted me to ask him who told him about you and Hope'

'It's Emma! And why would he ask you? You don't even talk to Daniel...Why didn't he ask me?' A pang of jealousy hit her, and Regina felt irritated that she still was treated unfairly in the workplace.

Regina locked her phone and closed her eyes. Her headache had surfaced and she scooted lower on the couch to rest her head on the arm rest. She felt her phone vibrate but didn't check it. Her eyes felt heavy, and she allowed her body to relax as she drifted off to sleep.

She heard her name being called from the distance. Stirring, Regina opened her eyes to see Emma staring down at her.

"Hey," Regina said sleepy, and suddenly self conscious that Emma had seen her sleeping.

'Hey, I didn't want to wake you earlier, but Henry left to go hang with a kid named Joe." Emma said cautiously.

"Joe McCarthy, he's a good kid." Regina replied, sitting up on the couch. She winced at the soreness of her neck.

"Yeah, he did say you wouldn't have minded. He said he would be home for dinner." Emma replied, sitting next to Regina on the couch.

"How long have I been asleep?" Regina asked, wiping the sleep out of her eyes. She glanced at her phone to see 3 text messages and 1 missed call from Gold.

"About an hour," Emma said and glanced down at her hands, "Regina?"

Unlocking her phone, Regina heard Emma say her name and goosebumps rose on her skin. She glanced at Emma and noticed her eyes were cast downwards.

"Yeah?" Regina asked, setting her phone aside and giving Emma her full attention.

"We need to talk about what's been going on since Granny's." Emma said as she tried to foretell how the conversation would go, and was already conjuring up replies in her head.

Regina nodded her head in agreement, "Yeah, it's affecting Henry and I don't want it to... He may be ten, Emma, but he is a smart boy and he catches on pretty fast, as you noticed."

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry about earlier." Emma replied and turned her body to sit in the corner of the couch, facing Regina.

"What's going on with you? Are you struggling with the adjustment?" Regina asked and she scolded herself for not noticing; it was her job to notice this kinds of things.

"No, I'm not struggling... I mean I haven't been sleeping well but besides that...I feel...I feel hurt, Regina, that you don't accept what's in that stupid file!" Emma raised her voice as her hands flew up in protest. "You preach that stupid file, you are the one that encouraged me to choose this new path of mine, and yet you haven't even accepted it yourself, you are a hypocrite!"

Regina swallowed the shame that rose up in her at being caught and watched Emma's chest rise and fall intensely.

"Miss Swan, I would appreciate it if you don't call me names!" Regina felt off kilter and knew deep down Emma was right.

"I'm not! I'm just saying… you aren't playing fair! You expect so much from me and for me to embrace my life as Emma but you… you haven't changed, have you?" Emma tried to control her breathing and her frantic thoughts; it felt good to get this off her chest.

"What do you mean?" Regina asked, on alert. Her heart was racing and she felt like Emma was simply trying to pick a fight. It was the last thing she needed or wanted.

There was silence that filled the room as Emma gathered her thoughts.

"I had to change my mindset, my memories, and my entire life and I don't feel like you've changed from the woman you were before I entered your life. Yeah, you allowed a stranger in your house, who bonds with your son, and okay I don't know who you were before this. But what really have you done differently? What changed?" Emma pondered, as she looked at the overwrought brunette.

Regina sat there and took in Emma's question; after a few minutes she internally admitted that Emma was correct, she really hasn't changed at all.

"I haven't changed, you're right. You had to change, you had to take on Emma's persona and I…" Regina trailed off. She felt uncomfortable but pushed through, "I didn't…I don't have that necessity… I chose to take you under my wing in a more personal way and be your wife, but like what I said at Granny's, I didn't truly accept that by doing what I agreed to do, I had to change as well."

"You didn't have to change to be safe." Emma added, and nodded her head in understanding.

"I don't know what to do… how to be with a woman" Regina confessed her lack of knowledge. "I thought about it, once. I support LGBTQ 100%."

"I was with a woman in a group home once, but it wasn't anything serious. Our foster parents didn't like how close we were getting, so they shipped her off to a different family." Emma smiles softly at the memory.

"What was it like?" Regina asked, and blushed when she looked up at Emma.

"I can show you tonight if you'd like?" Emma asked nonchalantly and felt a jolt of arousal in the pit of her stomach at the mere suggestion.

Regina felt her face heat up and she knew her eyes were wide and her heart started to race.

"I... uhm...I-" Regina couldn't form a sentence and all she kept thinking about was the kissing scene she saw in Imagine Me & You.

She came back to reality when she heard Emma snicker and then laughed out loud, her head fell back towards the back of the couch and Regina watched her body shake with laughter. Quickly she felt her own body succumb to the contagious laughter from the blonde, and her giggles erupted.

"Oh man, you should have seen the look on your face!" Emma said as her laughter died down, and she winked when she caught Regina's eye.

"Shut up!" Regina barked and tried her Mayoral tone on the blonde, and within seconds, Emma was silent and was staring at her with wide eyes.

"What?" Regina asked, feeling tingles throughout her body at the look Emma was giving her. Her green eyes were darkening, but had this sparkle in them at the same time.

"No-nothing." Emma stuttered and got off the couch to stretch her limbs.

Regina's eyes locked on the bare flesh that was exposed on Emma's torso when she reached up to stretch. Quickly, she averted her eyes and coughed to hide her embarrassment.

" But I think we need to sleep together." Emma stated suddenly.

Regina's cough got louder and her head felt dizzy, "What?!" she shrieked and looked at Emma.

Regina watched the blonde's cheeks turn red and Emma shrugged her shoulders. For the briefest of moments, Emma saw herself on top of Regina on the couch, her lips kissing-

"If we are supposed to be wives and… you know eventual lovers…" Emma trailed off and glanced at Regina's bashful expression. Emma chuckled to hide her own nerves and shook her head of the mental image she had.

"We should at least try it out… try out sleeping together, you know… just sleep." Emma said quickly and avoided eye contact with Regina.

"Okay, we'll try tonight." Regina heard herself say before she could fully comprehend what Emma just asked.

The tension that Regina wanted gone had indeed vanished, but in its place was the anxiety of what's to come.

"Do you want me to show you the plans for the new addition to the police department?" Regina asked, rising from the couch. She needed a distraction or possibly a cold shower.

"Sure, lead the way, Madame Mayor." Emma stated and followed Regina to her office.

"When can I start work?" Emma asked Regina as she closed the door to the office.

"I'm thinking in the next couple of weeks, I'd really like you to be apart of the changes to the station." Regina replied over her shoulder as she got the file out of her desk drawer.

"I don't have any experience with being a Deputy. What would I have to do?" Emma asked taking a seat on the couch.

Glancing up at Emma, Regina said, " Well, you will be supervised by our Shieff, David. You will start out patrolling the town at night and the major crime hot spots. You can make arrests and respond to called for assistance."

Emma nodded her head in excitement for her new job and focused on the file in Regina's hand.

Absorbed in the blueprints of the Police Department addition, neither woman knew how much time escaped them until they heard Henry call out.

"Mom!" Henry slammed the front door closed.

Regina met Henry in the hallway as she checked her watch, groaning at the time.

"We are ordering in, it's too late to cook."

"Pizza?!" Henry and Emma shouted together.

"One would think you birthed him." Regina said, rolling her eyes as she glanced between the two happy faces.

Regina grabbed a piece of pizza from the box and with her other hand she slapped the small hand that reached for another piece.

"You already had three, Henry!" Regina chided and took a bite of the cheesy goodness.

"He's a growing boy, Gina. Let him have one more slice!" Emma said as she added more ranch to her plate. Regina cringed at the offending condiment. Disgusting.

"Yeah! Listen to Ma!" Henry said with a smile as he picked up another slice. He eyed Regina's face as he slowly brought the tip of the pizza to his lips.

"Fine! But no ice cream!" Regina gave in and watched her son greedily take a huge bite.

Regina glanced over at Emma and her stomach fluttered when she saw a pink tongue lick the excess ranch from her lips. Her breath hitched at the reaction her body had. 'I can show you tonight if you'd like' played like a loop in Regina's mind and she groaned and took a big gulp of her water.

"You okay?" Emma whispered leaning towards Regina's chair. She was glad they were back to normal, well as normal as you can giving their situation.

"I'm fine, Miss Swan." Regina barked out and suddenly stood up. Why must she care so much?

"I'm going to take a shower, will you two please clean up and then it's time for bed, Henry."

Regina watched as Emma and Henry nodded their heads in usion. She walked away and as she reached the staircase, she heard Emma giggle.

"I'm telling your mom!" And "You already had four!"

Regina chuckled and shook her head slightly, ascended the stairs. The sound of laughter really was a contagious sound.

Towel drying her hair, Regina padded softly on the plush carpet back into her bedroom. She was too engrossed with her towel so she didn't notice Emma was in her bed under the thick comforter of her black bedding.

"Your hair is pretty curled, have you thought about embracing your waves?" Emma asked unexpectedly.

Regina screamed and jumped a foot back, the towel falling to the ground and her hands landed on her chest; her heart beating fast.

"Jesus, Emma you scared me! Don't do that ever again!" Regina seethed as she tried to calm herself down.

Chuckling, Emma slumped down into the bed. She liked seeing Regina in this rare form; natural and vulnerable.

"I'm sorry. I thought you saw me when you came out of the bathroom." She apologized.

Regina rolled her eyes and sat the towel on her vanity chair. Dressed in black silk pajama set, she stood at the foot of the bed and stared at Emma. A feeling of annoyance surfaced at the thought of how much Emma was invading her personal space. That was her bed.

"If this is too much, I can leave…" Emma said, as if she could read Regina's mind.

"No, I told you we would try." Regina whispered as she hesitantly walked to her side of the bed.

Regina settled into her familiar spot and immediately felt the warmth of Emma's body heat under the comforter.

"Goodnight, Emma." Regina whispered, wanting to get this over with, she turned the lamp off and the room went black. Regina was distinctly aware of Emma's body next to hers.

"Goodnight, Regina." Emma whispered.

Silence fell around them and neither women said a damn word, their minds were racing and their postures were rigid. Not knowing exactly what to say to the woman next to her, Regina closed her eyes and willed herself to sleep.

Regina stirred awake when she felt a jab to her ribs and then a small whimper filled the silence of the room. Waiting for her eyes to adjust to the darkness, she saw a mess of blonde hair next to her chin. Regina was on her side facing a restless Emma. Another whimper came from the blonde and Regina was awake and alert.

"Emma?" Regina whispered, lifting her head off her pillow to peak over the body.

Silence. Regina returned her head to her pillow and wondered what Emma was dreaming of.

"Neal, No!" Emma cried out and Regina sat up quickly to look down at a still sleeping Emma.

Moistening her dry lips, Regina stared at Emma and waited for another sign of distraught. As if on cue, Emma whined incoherently and out of motherly instinct. Regina laid back down next to Emma and wrapped her arm around her chest. She shushed Emma softly and rocked her tenderly.

"No, please!" Emma whined and Regina felt a kick to her shin.

Regina pulled her closer to her chest and whispered soothingly.

"Emma, I'm here, you are okay."

After a few tries at reassuring Emma,she felt her body relax against her own and her breathing evened out.

Regina held Emma a little longer, telling herself she wanted to make sure Emma was truly asleep before letting go of her and rolling over to her side. But within seconds, she was sound asleep.