but maybe i need you...

“Yes”

Emma is standing behind Regina with her arms wrapped around the brunette. From afar, people could mistake them for a couple, wrapped in a tight embrace. Emma lifts Regina’s arms so the brunette is aiming at the target.

“Look at where you want to shoot and don’t let anything distract you” Emma whispers into Regina’s ear. Regina gulps audibly, heavily flustered by their intimate position. She straightens and locks her eyes on her target.

“Very well, now slowly pull the trigger and…” before Emma can finish her sentence, a loud gunshot is heard.

“Woops. Too soon” Regina blushes, still flustered

The Emma that ate bearclaws, fruit loops and drank hot cocoa.

The Emma with the golden princess curls.

The Emma who wore a white beater top and had a seemingly endless supply of leather jackets.

The Emma who was there for her friends and who put her son first.

The Emma who fought a dragon, broke a curse, and protected others.

The Emma who was all around a Princess Charming.

Can we talk about this moment for a sec? Well this and the pezberry fight.

The line that Rachel says there to Santana couldn’t be more true. Rachel doesn’t get it.

Most people when they watch this scene think it’s just Santana spitting out her vemon like she always does. It’s not. The whole pezberry fight happened because Rachel jumped to believe the worst in Santana. She invalidated her and made her feel like shit. Santana didn’t want to steal Rachel’s role. Santana has never wanted to be on Broadway but due to her lack of finding anything that would prove her worth, she took a page from Rachel’s life and ran with it. She figured if Rachel could go from being on the bottom to the top than so could she. When Santana sings Don’t Rain On My Parade, we see her repeatedly look to Rachel for approval. She wanted Rachel to be proud of her but instead Rachel assumed that Santana was there to steal her thunder and make Rachel look bad.

So when Rachel assumes those things, Santana’s inner walls come up and she is actually hurt because she thought that her and Rachel were actually friends. When they fight in 5x09, Santana says that she talks about forgiving her for highschool but she constantly has to have something to hold over Santana’s head. Like she always has to feel superior to Santana even though Santana doesn’t want anything from her except her friendship.

In 5x18, Rachel again assumes the worst in Santana after she fills in for her as Fanny and asks her what she wants in return and Santana retorts “Is that the kind of friend that you think I am?” Once again, believing the worst in her even though Santana, on numerous occasions, has showed Rachel that she’s a good friend.

So this whole this is Rachel thinks that she’s heartless, manipulative, and out to steal her role. So Santana says fine, if that’s what she thinks then I am. When Santana says “No more scraps, Rachel” she’s talking about their friendship. Rachel only seems to treat Santana as a friend when it’s good for her. So Santana doesn’t see Rachel understanding her in the near future so she leaves.

Emma knew her wife liked to work her ass off but recently she’d been coming home later and later and later, and she was getting anxious. Emma was more worried about her wife than she had ever been and since the Evil Queen was freshly back in her, Emma had a feeling she was controlling Regina again and even if the mayor went on a killing spree, she would be there to bring Regina back to her senses. 

So when she was sitting on her couch, as she did every night waiting for her wife to come home almost falling asleep, she was highly surprised when Regina burst through the door, almost looking high on something.

“Regina?” Emma frowned throwing of the blanket and standing up looking over at the brunette.

“Hi Em, baby, You know how beautiful you are right?” Regina smiled, clearly after something.

“Regina, you don’t have to butter me up. I know that face of yours too well. Who did you kill?”

“Who’s says I killed anyone?” Regina gasps, placing her palm on her chest as if offended by the insinuation.

“Your face says it.” Emma chuckled walking over to her  wife,  and folding her arms “So?”

“He deserved it.” Regina stomped her foot and pouted like a petulant child.

“Regina! You can’t go round killing every nook and cranny that gets under your skin. Why do you keep doing this?”

“Because…” Regina paused realising she was about to let the words she had been keeping to herself out.

“Come here.” Emma place one hand gently around Regina arm’s and moved them both onto the couch where they could both be seated calmly. “Talk to me.”

“Emma I have no excuses for this, but honestly?”

Emma nodded in response waiting for the brunette to continue talking, it was a lot for Regina to open up and the blonde knew sometimes she just shouldn’t say a word and just let Regina talk, even if there were moments of complete silence, Regina had to be the one to guide the conversation.

“I-the way he was talking about me, I know I shouldn’t of killed him I know that but it was either I kill him or I kill myself.” Regina admitted, turning her face away from Emma and still not showing much emotion, even after telling her wife that she wanted to die.

Emma wasn’t overly shocked at this confession but she wasn’t overly sure how to talk to Regina about this “You want to die?” Emma asked squeezing tightly to her wife’s hand.

“It’s not that I want to die, it’s that I want to kill her. It’s changed. Everything’s changed since she’s a part of me again, it’s not like before, it’s worse.” Regina breathed out before  continuing “It’s like I have two difference voice in my head, one is me and one is her an we’re fighting against each other every second and it just makes me hate myself and hate everyone around me, again.” Regina said almost letting out a sob.

Emma wrapped an arm around her clearly distraught wife, and held her tight “Regina, it’s okay, we will get through this.”

“HOW?!” Regina cried out, in a tremble

“Well, we could start by going back to see Dr. Hopper, I know you don’t like him Gina, but it could be a start. I’ll even come with you if that would help.” Emma said softly, hoping with the reassurance that she would be there with her would be enough.

violets are blue

henry, no matter what you think, no matter what anyone tells you, I do love you

You don’t run when things get hard or your partner shuts down, or closes off because they’re stressed and they’re used to dealing with shit on there own.

You know what you do?

You remind them that you’re here to stay, and they can talk to you if they want to but reinforce that they don’t have to and you won’t be upset if they chose to talk to someone else over you. Because sometimes a friend can be easier than a girlfriend and that’s okay.

Dont make them fee like shit for doing so.

Relationships aren’t all sunshine and roses.

Its going to get hard it’s not going to be easy.

BUT YOU STICK BY THE GIRL YOU LOVE AND WOULD DIE FOR.

flannel + red cape = gay

flannel + red cape = gay

Thanks for the prompt :)

“You won’t like what I have to say Emma.” Snowsighed, handing Emma her hot coco as she sat down at the table, with her ownhot coco in hand.

“Well then Mom, can you just not say it?” Emmafrowned, trying not to let her anger get the better of her. She knew exactlywhy her Mother wanted to talk to her without Regina, but Emma was getting fedup of the criticism about her relationship, from her own parents. Snow waspushing it right now.

“I have to; I can’t keep quiet about this…”

“Keep quiet?” Emma sniggered “Mom, you have notkept quiet about your feelings on my relationship with Regina since thebeginning. Don’t give me that crap!” Emma shouted

“But Emma, she’s bad for you. She tried to killus.”

“Well you know what?” The blonde quickly stood up “Maybeshe had good reason to try and kill you. However she has changed but you won’teven give her the benefit of the doubt, how is she meant to grow as a person ifyou won’t even try and believe in her.”

Emma was furious, this was her fiancée they weretalking about and Emma was done.

Thank you for the prompt :)

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I decided to go with some fluff at the end of this one - so Enjoy.

“God damn it!” Emma shouts, hitting the palms ofher hands against the steering wheel.

It’s the first year anniversary of being marriedto Regina, not only is there a massive thunderstorm but her bug has now brokendown in the middle of the storm, just short of crossing the storybrooke town line.

She was already running two hours behind from theline to pick up the food and stopping of to buy her wife a bunch of roses andthen the traffic because of the storm and now this. Regina was going to killher and to top it all off, her phone was now out of charge so she couldn’t evenphone up her wife to let her know what was happening.

Emma wasn’t sure what to do, she just kept tryingto get her car to start up but it just wouldn’t.

After maybe twenty minutes of still nothinghappening, Emma decided to grab the flowers and food and take the keys out theignition leaving the car at the side of the road and make a run for it back tothe mansion. She’d come back for her bug tomorrow when the weather hadimproved, at least she hoped it would improve.

Only thing was, Emma wasn’t wearing a jacket,after all she wasn’t hoping to be too long and she was only going to be jumpingin and out of the car so she didn’t think to pick her jacket up, all she waswearing was a pair of her dark blue jeans, white woollen jumper and her brownknee length boots.

So with, the food, flowers and keys in her handsEmma legged it and even if she had magic, she didn’t want to risk using it withher arms full of things.

It took the blonde about twenty five minutes to runback to the mansion, once she arrived everyone knew about it.

Emma crashed through the front door, and ran intothe kitchen placing he flowers, food and keys down on the table, she was absolutelysopping wet, and she looked like a drowned rat to be perfectly honest.

“Emma? Is that you?” A shaky voice asked from justoutside the kitchen.

“Yeah, it’s my baby, I’m back, I’m okay.” Emmareplied turning round just as a very shaky and worried Regina flung herselfaround her wife.

“Oh Emma! I was so scared; I was going out of mymind with worry! What happened? Why didn’t you call?! I thought you were dead!”Regina sobbed, as she untangled herself from the blonde.

Emma just smiled sweetly, before looking at thetable where there food and flowers lay “Happy Anniversary?” Emma said in moreof a question “I just wanted to buy you some flowers and buy your favourite take-outand I mean it was going okay until the line for the food took ages, then thestorm started, and then the bug broke down just short of the town line and thenmy phone died so I couldn’t even phone to tell you.” Emma took a deep breathbefore continuing “I am sorry, but I’m okay Gina, I’m okay.” Emma smiled,tucking a loose strand of Regina’s dark locks behind her ear.

“You’re okay?” Regina questioned, not quite sureif Emma really was

“Yes. Just cold.” Emma shivered

“Come on baby, let’s get you out of those clothesand into a warm bath, then we can eat the food you so kindly went out of town tobuy, but Em…why didn’t you just poof back to the mansion?” Regina frowned,not understanding why her wife, who has the ability of her magic skills to do justthat, didn’t use her magic.

“Oh, well I was carrying stuff and because I wasworried about getting back I thought my magic wouldn’t work like I wanted it toand it wasn’t worth the risk of me getting hurt.”

Regina just chuckled “Oh Em…my cold, sopping wetbaby. I do love you.” Regina kissed her wife on the lips gently before wrappingan arm around Emma and poofing them up to the bathroom.

The brunette sat Emma on the edge of bath, Reginawaved her hand making the bath fill with nice steaming hot water.

“Now dear, why don’t you pick out the bath bomband then we can get in?” Regina smiled picking up the box. Emma looked over thebath bombs sitting in the box before her; she picked out a red sparkly one “Fitfor a Queen.” Emma grinned as she gently placed it into the bath and watched itfizz out.

Regina just shook her head with a smile plasteredon her face and waved her hand making the box disappear.

The Mayor, gently helped Emma out of her wetclothes and then took her own off.

Regina sat herself in the tub first before holdingout her hand for her wife to join her, which Emma did sliding in front of thebrunette, between her legs and leaning back against her wife.

Regina then wrapped her arms around Emma, justholding her there. Letting the heat from the bath water soaked into them.

Regina had been so worried, jumping to the worst conclusion,she was just relieved and happy to have her wife back in her arms, for Emmaalong with Henry is the most important person in her life and the thought ofloosing her scared the shit out of her, it terrifies her. It’s Regina’s biggestfear, so when she didn’t hear from Emma she became increasingly worried.

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“You have no idea what I am capable of.” Reginalooked Emma dead in the eyes, with the most serious look on her face.

“Don’t take it personally, but I feel like I’mbeing threatened by a cupcake.” Emma smirked over at her wife.

“I’m the evil queen.” Regina huffed, in annoyance.

“You’re also my wife. You’re adorable. You can’tthreaten me in the same way that you could when we first met.”

Regina just pouted as she sat down at the kitchentable, taking the iced caramel coffee that Emma had woken up extra early to goout and buy for her.

“Thank you, for the iced coffee, darling. I am notadorable, I am the evi-“

“Were. You were the evil queen.” Emma walked upbehind her wife, wrapping her arms around her waist “My love, I wish justbecause my parents and Dr. Whale still see you like that, I wish you wouldn’t.”

“Emma, she’s still inside me. I still have thatdarkness and I think I’m just scared she’s going to re-surface at some point.”

“I know but that’s why you need to trust in methat I will protect you and help you through it if that happens, which it won’t.”

Regina just nodded, not entirely convinced but sheneeded to trust her wife and that was something she would try and do witheverything she had. “I love you, thank you for not giving up on me.”

I know this is late! I am sorry been having interviews etc and been sick so hey! But it’s here enjoy!

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Emma took a breath before approaching her wife in her office. She was hoping she’d be agreeable to actually come home at a human time tonight.

 “Regina?” Emma knocked three times, before walking in to the office.

 The mayor was up to her eyes in paper work, it had been like this for months, she was making herself sick and Emma wasn’t having it anymore.

 “What is it Emma? I’m busy. I won’t be home for dinner.”

 “You’re never home for dinner.” Emma muttered as she closed the door.

 “Excuse me?” Regina snarled, looking up from her work and putting her glasses from her face onto the papers in front of her.

 “I said you’re never home for dinner.”

 “Emma, I have work, I’m busy.”

 “No. Regina, you’re making yourself sick and tonight you are coming home at a normal fucking time.” Emma demanded

 “Oh? Are you going to make me?”

 “No. Regina I expect you to do as I ask because I love you and I’m worried.”

 “And if I don’t?” Regina raised an eyebrow

 “Then I’ll drag you out this office myself and I will be sleeping on the couch.”

 “What?” Regina gasped, as she stood up slowly and walked towards her wife “You would sleep on the couch over me working? That’s ridiculous!”

 “No it’s not ridiculous Regina, you are working way too much, I have hardly seen the past few months, and Henry has hardly seen you. Regina you’re six months fucking pregnant, with twins at that! It’s not just yourself you need to worry about anymore, you can’t be working like this when they’re born, you are making yourself ill…I mean when is the last time you ate something? Or slept?”

 “Emma…” Regina sighed

 “I’m just worried about you. My wife who works so god damn hard and so much to make this town happy, that she forgets to take care of herself…” Emma paused, as she walked a few steps towards Regina taking a hold of her at the side of her body, rubbing up and down her arms. “Please just come home tonight, Regina please, I’m begging you and this isn’t the place I like to beg.” Emma trembled with worry, as the tears somehow started all on their own

 “Okay, darling, okay. I’ll be home, I’m sorry Emma…” Regina wiped the tears from the blonde’s face with her knuckles, holding Emma’s chin in the crook of her other hand “I never meant to worry you so much, I didn’t-“

 “I know babe, you didn’t know, I should have said something sooner.”

 “Yes. Now what time do you want me home at and I’ll make it my priority.” Regina smiled

 “Say no later than six?” Emma asked, hoping Regina wouldn’t actually leave it till the last minute, to come home at.

 “Okay, I’ll be there at half past five. What are you planning for dinner anyway?”

 “I was going to make my home made burgers and fries, if you’re good with that?”

 “Well considering it’s about the only thing you can cook without burning down the house other than grilled cheese and that doesn’t count as proper foof, then yes, but you only do that on special occasions?” Regina frowned, unsure what warranted it to be a special occasion, so to speak.

 “Well it is a special occasion. I’m getting my wife back.”

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Emma already had the food plated up, when Regina walked in the door.

 The mayor took off her coat, hanging it up by the door and putting her bag down, Regina walked into the kitchen still in her heels and leaned against the door.

 “Something smells good.”

 Emma just chuckled “Yeah, it’s ready, come and sit down. Cream soda?”

 “Please. Where’s Henry?” Regina frowned seeing only two plates, and then smiling when she noticed the candles “Is this a date night?”

 “He’s with Violet, Luna, Alex and Simon, he’ll be back at god knows what time, he’s going out drinking, and yes it is indeed madam mayor.”

 “This is beautiful darling.” Regina smiled, walking up behind Emma and giving her a kiss on the cheek. “You were right I needed to not work so hard.” Regina went and sat down at the table and Emma bought the drinks over, a cream soda for Regina and a root beer for herself.

 “How are our little munchkins today?” Emma asked as she sat beside her wife

 “Kicking. A fucking lot.” Regina sighed as they both started to dig into their food.

 Over the next hour, they talked a lot, they spoke about cutting down Regina’s work hours considering she was pregnant and would probably deliver early, Emma wanted Regina to be under as little stress as possible, Regina actually agreed. Then they just laughed and talked until they both finished their food, they just relaxed.

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 Regina sat on the couch waiting for Emma to start the movie “You’ve gone all out tonight, even putting on my favourite movie.” Regina smiled, sitting in her panties and a flannel top with her hands rubbing soothing circles on her pregnant belly.

 Emma put on the first film, they had about 10 films set out, so they could watch a few, the first film they chose was ‘Carol’, then they had ‘imagine me and you’ and a whole load of other lesbian films.

 The blonde came and sat on the couch that Regina had now magicked to expand, both width and length ways, mainly so they could be more comfy.

 Emma sat at the top, opening her legs for Regina to sit between at which the brunette did. Regina then leaned back into Emma’s arms, holding onto her wife and Emma kissed the top of Regina’s head “I love you Gina.”

 “I love you too, Darling.” Regina smiled, sounding sleepy

 “You better not fall asleep on me.” Emma chuckled

 “I won’t.”

Emma just shook her head, knowing full well that by the time the sex scene came on the television, Regina would be asleep.

 “God Cate is so fucking hot.” Regina smirked

 “Excuse me?” Emma teased

 “Oh not as hot as you dear, never as hot as you, but you can’t deny the very fact that she is gorgeous.”

 Emma just laughed and nodded in agreement.

 Emma couldn’t help but laugh softly to herself, when she heard the soft snore for Regina as she cuddled into her and soon enough Emma was fast asleep too, her arms wrapped around her wife, one hand on Regina’s pregnant belly and the other hand tangled up in the brunette’s, wedding rings sitting on top of each other.

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Henry came home a little earlier than expected, just as the credits of the film started.

 He knew to come in quietly, just in case his moms were fighting again, especially with Regina working all the hours she was and her crazy hormones from the pregnancy, however when he walked over towards the couch he saw the credits from the film and then saw how much bigger the couch was than before which made him frown.

 Henry then couldn’t help but smile, seeing his Moms cuddled up on the couch; he grabbed a warm blanket and threw it over the two woman, before turning off the television.

 He didn’t know how but somehow he knew Emma had convinced his brunette mother to at least come home early tonight and it was a start, for her to cut down her hours properly.

Finally getting round to writing and posting my sqw submissions

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SQW DAY 1

  Regina and Emma SwanMills met six years ago when they were working on the same television show together; Regina as the writer and Emma was a stunt double for the main actress on the show.

  They started off hating other, or rather Regina hated Emma, then hate turned to love, Emma was with a girl called Lily and Regina became incredibly jealous, until Emma confronted her about it and Regina in the heat of the moment confessed her feelings, luckily for Regina, Emma felt the same way.

  They had a very heated and passionate kiss, coming from the anger and love for one other.

  Emma ended things with Lily.

  They married two years later after Emma proposed.

  And as they say the rest is history.

      “Babe, you’re still u-up.” Emma winced as she walked through the door and dropped her bags and red leather jacket.

  Emma was dressed in her usual jeans and tank top, and a red leather jacket with brown knee length boots, letting her blonde curls fall loosely.

  Her wife however was wearing one of Emma’s flannel tops, which just covered her ass, along with her white panties.

  “Yes. I have to get the script finished by the end of the week. Why are you wincing? What did they make you do?” Regina asked, seeing her wife walk through the door, struggling to walk and gripping at her ribs on the left side of her body.

  The brunette jumped up from her desk, placing her glasses from her face on to her work and rushing to Emma.

  “I’m fine-ouch” Emma breathed

  “Yeah, perfect bill of health you.”

  “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up” Regina smiled with concern, putting an arm round Emma’s waist and pulled Emma’s other hand up and over her shoulder, and Regina walked the two of them in to the bathroom.

  She sat her wife down on top of the toilet seat as gentle as possible, and she grabbed a wash cloth running it under some warm water and went and kneeled in front of the blonde, dabbing the cloth at Emma’s swollen and cut lip.

  “Darling, what happened?”

  “It was just a stunt Gina. Ouch!”

  “Stop being a wimp…and just a stunt my arse! Emma, look at you.” Regina sighed, as she went and rinsed the cloth out, before turning back to look at her bruised wife.

  “What?” Emma shrugged

  “Emma SwanMills.” Regina glared “You can barely stand, your lip is cut and swollen and I’m pretty sure you have a broken nose. Now top off.”

  “Regina, I’m not in the condition or mood for sex.”

  “What?” Regina snorted “Oh my darling, my beautiful naive Emma, that’s not why you’re going to take your top off, it’s so I can check your side and work out how many ribs you’ve cracked or broken.”

  “I hate that you used to be a doctor before you got into the film industry.” Emma huffed

  “No, you don’t darling, if I hadn’t of quit being a doctor, we my darling…” Regina paused as she bent at the knees, taking Emma’s chin in the crook of her hand, and pressing her lips against Emma’s as gently as she could “…we would never have met.”

  “That makes me sad. Lucky for me you did quit.”

  “Yes. Now stop avoiding. Top. Off. Now.” Regina sighed, with her hands on hips

  “Hot Damn.” Emma smirked, as she licked her lips seductively

“Emma!” Regina growled, not impressed in the slightest.

  “I can’t.”

  “You can’t take your top off? Is it that bad baby?” Regina frowned

  Emma just nodded, looking away from Regina avoiding eye contact, as her bottom lip wobbled.

  “Hey, darling. Come here.” Regina kneeled back down, and gently lifted Emma’s right arm, pulling the right side of the tank top over her arm and over her head so she just had to slide it down Emma’s left arm.

  “I need you to take a deep breath, this is going to hurt but I have to remove the top. Now deep breath.”

  “It’s okay, I know the drill.” Emma replied as she in haled

  Regina shook her head as she lifted Emma’s arm slightly, sliding the top down and off the blondes left arm. She then helped Emma out her bra and jeans and boots, so she was just sitting in her pants and socks.

  “Fuck. What the hell kind of a stunt was this?” Regina frowned grabbing the wash cloth from the sink behind her, Emma was absolutely covered in bruises, her left side was swollen, and bloody.

  Regina started to gently wash the blood from Emma’s skin “Please tell me what happened sweet heart.”

  “You won’t get mad?” Emma asked, a very real fear lacing her voice

  “I’m worried about you Em, I won’t get mad.”

  “Promise me Gina? Please.” Emma flinched, as she grabbed her wife’s wrist stopping her from cleaning the blood. “Promise me?”

  “Okay…okay. I promise my love. I promise I won’t get made. What happened?” Regina asked, searching Emma’s eyes for some kind of clue as to what had her so distressed.

  Emma in haled deeply, letting Regina’s wrists go and leaning back. Regina carefully washed the blood, concentrating at the area on Emma’s body she was cleaning and just waited for Emma to talk.

  “I was in a fight.”

  “In the show?” Regina asked, not looking up “Em, you have deep cuts as well, they need stitches.”

  “No, not on the show, can’t you stitch them up?”

  Now that made Regina stop what she was doing “What do you mean, not on the show?”

  “You promised you wouldn’t get mad!” Emma whined

  “I did. I keep my promises. Carry on dear.” Regina stood up, taking the first aid box down from the shelf and kneeling at Emma’s side, taking out what she needed out the box.

  Regina started stitching her wife’s side. “So Emma what happened?”

  “Have you heard of Killian Jones?”

  “Yes. I used to work with him. Why?” Regina frowned patching Emma up “Three.”

  Emma tilted her head in confusion “Three? Well he’s the writer on the show. I got fired.”

  Regina tidied up, placing the box back up in the cupboard, and sitting on the side beside the sink. “Three ribs. You’ve broken three ribs. Fired? What do you mean fired?”

  “He went off on you calling you every name under to sun, you’re my wife, and no one talks about my wife like that. I don’t care if he’s meant to be the best writer out there-“

  “I’m the best.” Regina stated

  “Yes I know Regina, but he thinks he’s the best and after all the names he called you I lost it, I knocked him out but not before he kicked me and punched me.”

  “Emma…” Regina jumped off the side and walked over to her wife, bringing her face up by the chin to look her in the eyes “Still my hero, even in our reality.”

  Emma puckered her lips at her wife, Regina leaned in, and placing her lips onto Emma’s carefully she kissed the blonde slowly. “I love you now, let’s get you to hospital.”

  “I got fired.” Emma frowned

  “Yeah good. Working for him is hell, we’re looking for a stunt double on the film I’m working on, why don’t I speak to the director and give him you resume?” Regina asked as she helped Emma back into her clothes and picked her up

  “Working with my wife again? I’d like.” Emma smiled sweetly as they hobbled out the bathroom.

  “I love you Em, but you’re an idiot”

  “I love you too and I know baby, but I’m your idiot?” Emma grinned hopefully