Title: Grey 1/?
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Pairing: Emma Swan/Evil Queen/Regina Mills
Spoilers: A little bit AU and some spoilers for all seasons.
Disclaimer: I don’t own them. I’m just playing around with them for a while.
Summary: This is the last story in a series starting with Black, White, and now ending with Grey. Post curse but with none of the convoluted mess of this season. Regina isn’t herself and Emma is desperate for a return to normalcy.
A/N: I know it’s been a while. This one is a little unconventional. It’s a stand alone but it goes with the whole color theme of Black, White (my other SQ stories), and Grey. This is post curse, but I have ignored the convoluted story line of this season for something of my own. This means there is no Cora, Hook and no visit to FTL. Regina is in a form you’ve never seen her in before, but then again so is Emma. I do keep the irritating Charmings and Henry makes a strong appearance. I hope you enjoy.
The first 4 chapters are up.
Leaning back in her chair, Emma peered at her best friend, picturing her in wolf form. She could practically see the fur standing up and hear the accompanying snarl. The object of Red’s ire sat in oblivion. Regina’s eyes were downcast and her demeanor somewhat meek. Emma still held out hope. When these two got together in the past, it was always fire to kindling, with Regina emerging the solid victor every time.
The noises of the other patrons of The Rabbit Hole buzzed around them. Some still stared at the spectacle that was the Evil Queen and White Knight while others seemed to not give a damn. Emma ignored them all in favor for the potential fireworks in front of her. She wanted this…needed this.
So, Emma watched and waited as if she were a spectator at a tennis match or the fish in a barrel that was Nascar. Regina had not been herself for some time despite Emma’s best attempts to yank her from her self-imposed shell.
“Why did you invite me here if she was coming?!” Red hissed.
Emma raised a brow and held up a finger as she downed her second tequila shot for the night. It trickled down her throat, scorching her insides before settling in her belly warmly. “I sleep with her every night. Why wouldn’t I want her with me?”
Dark eyes narrowed. It was common knowledge that there were those who thought their pairing was ludicrous or just another strategic move by a woman who would never change her spots no matter what she presented to the world. Red was one of those people.
“Uhh, I need to wash that image out of my brain!” Red exclaimed as she guzzled her own drink. “She’s like a fucking praying mantis! I don’t see how you do it.”
Emma’s eyes tracked from one brunette to the other. Red had made the first move, but it was time for Regina to obliterate her from the game completely. In a few seconds, she would have her Regina back. A better plan would have been to using her mother, but there was an ocean under that bridge. Emma knew she had no right to tinker with it. This was the alternative. A tingle started low in Emma’s stomach and she licked her lips…waiting. Waiting.
Emma held her breath as Regina rose from her chair and flicked dark tresses from her eyes, revealing a near blank expression. The only tell was the clenching of her jaw. “My drink needs refilling. Would anyone else like one?”
Unable to stop it, Emma’s jaw dropped. She blinked, hoping that when she opened her eyes things would be back to normal…Regina would be back to normal.
Regina glanced at her, but the gaze was fleeting and almost unreadable.
“Yeah,” Emma answered. “Bring me the damn bottle.”
Regina’s only reply was a brisk nod.
Emma sighed and slumped into her chair.
“Okay, I know she’s been hiding out in her mansion on the hill, but, what the fuck was that?” Red asked. “She usually takes my head off for looking at her funny.”
Emma shrugged. “She hasn’t been the same since the curse was lifted. I thought it would change when we finally-“
“Uck, don’t say it.” Red interrupted. “But she did get her ass handed to her. Must suck being on the losing side.” She added with glee.
Emma looked at her friend slyly. “It might help knock something loose if you turned up the snark a bit.”
Red snorted. “Me?! The fights between you used to be epic.”
“Tried that. Besides my mother, you seem to have a special place in her heart. She loves cutting you off at the knees.”
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