You Have No Idea What I'm Capable Of

Chapter Nine

Regina sat at her desk trying not to glance at her watch, which seemed to be moving in reverse. She was sure that it had been 6:30 for at least an hour. The mayor had found herself too distracted in the office and decided that working from home with a bottle of wine would be more productive. It wasn't. All the brunette could do was look at the time and jump every time she thought she heard the door open.

The mayor had reapplied perfume and her trademark red lipstick and was returning to her desk when the door finally opened. For a moment she thought of turning and going upstairs, but snapped herself out of it.

"Mom!" Henry screamed and ran into the house giving the brunette a crushing hug around her waist and knocking the wind out of her.

"Whoa Henry!" Regina sputtered out on impact and reciprocated the embrace. The boy flung his backpack onto the couch and ran back to Emma who was standing awkwardly in the doorway. Neither woman had looked at the other.

"Come on Emma!" Henry pulled at the sheriff's arm, but the blonde didn't budge. "Mom, I want to show Emma the volcano I'm building for my project-can I?" the boy asked still yanking on Emma. The question forced Regina to look his way.

"Of course. Did you have dinner already?" The boy nodded and looked back at the sheriff.

"Alright. Ok. Come on kid show me the volcano." Emma hadn't been able to look up, but now she couldn't avoid it. Her palms were sweating and she had butterflies the size of freight trains running through her stomach.

Regina was waiting for the pair to go upstairs to continue to her office. She looked up from her son just in time to lock gazes with Emma's dark green eyes. Regina felt her heart triple beat.

"Good Evening Sheriff Swan." Regina said with the hint of a smile.

"Hello Mayor." Emma said finally looking away to break eye contact. Regina's stare made the blonde feel totally exposed. She was sure the brunette could hear her every thought. Emma couldn't stop the redness that crawled up from her chest and onto her cheeks. She bit her lips nervously.

Regina barely kept herself together. She almost dove in to kiss the blonde when she started chewing on her own lips. Regina immediately flashed back to the image of Emma writhing and holding that pink bottom lip between her teeth eliciting the most sensual sounds. A pulse of desire erupted in the mayor so strongly she automatically shifted her weight to respond to the sensation.

"Emma!" Henry called from the stairs jarring both his mothers back to reality. "Come on!" The boy was thoroughly frustrated. It was like pulling the blonde through three feet of mud to get her upstairs.

"Right." The blonde huffed out and continued up the steps. Grazing the mayor's arm as she passed and smelling her intoxicating perfume. The blonde couldn't help closing her eyes to savor the moment. The mayor smirked triumphantly to herself, noticing that Emma still wanted her. Although Regina was far less enthused about her own desire pooling in her very expensive silk panties.

It was a while before the blonde trudged back down the stairs. Emma was unsure of what to do. The sheriff debated sneaking out of the mayoral mansion, but decided against it. She didn't want to seem weak and insecure, which is how she felt.

Emma crept up to Regina's office where the brunette seemed so deep into her work, the blonde almost backed away without a word. "Ah, the thankless job of a leader." Emma joked leaning against the doorway, arms crossed over her chest.

Regina had heard Emma coming down the steps of course. The sound of her boots on the wood flooring was as silent as an elephant stampede. The mayor took her time glancing up from her work, appearing to be lost in thought.

"I didn't mean to interrupt you." Emma said frazzled by the mayor's silence.

"That's alright Sheriff Swan. Some of us just actually work for the taxpayer's hard earned money." The mayor didn't give a hint of a smile. "Where did you take my son this evening?" She continued before Emma commented on her previous statement.

"Dinner and homework at Granny's. Then to Dr. Hopper's office." The blonde responded sharply. Being in the same room with the mayor was clearly a bad idea. She was already feeling her blood starting to boil at the brunette's snide comments.

"Hmm." was all the mayor said for a while. "You know it's going to kill him when you leave, but he will get over it. He will understand that all you have ever done is leave him and that you just don't have it in you to be responsible or make sacrifices." She continued coldly and simply.

Emma was so thrown off by Regina's words she felt them like a kick to the gut. "What the fuck is wrong with you!?" The sheriff managed to ask, still stunned.

"With me? Nothing dear. I'm just telling you the truth." Her voice had grown colder, and the use of "dear" made Emma want to punch the mayor in the mouth. Anger started to bubble in the sheriff. This bitch is fucking crazy. Emma thought to herself, still totally flabbergasted by Regina's statements.

"I am not going to leave him." The blonde said through gritted teeth. "I would never do that." She finished, feeling her jaw clench painfully tight.

"No, you wouldn't do that. Not again anyway right Ms. Swan? I mean just because you got knocked up and left your innocent defenseless baby in the hands of strangers to potentially suffer the same miserable life as you- that doesn't mean you would leave him now. No. Not again." The mayor's voice was ice and venom. Emma could hardly wrap her mind around the phrases. The blonde couldn't understand why she was doing this.

"You are cruel." Was all Emma could whisper before she turned to leave. Not being able to stand Regina's sight another moment.

"That's right Ms. Swan leave. It's the only thing you do with any consistency. Walk away. Your problems won't follow you. Henry surely won't." Regina spat out the words with no hint of emotion. Emma looked back at the brunette. She had no words for the unprovoked attack. She couldn't stop the tears from coming and she couldn't stop the mayor from seeing them.

"You may continue to see Henry on days he has his appointments with Dr. Hopper. This will continue until you prove unequal to the task. He will be fed and have his homework done before he gets home. Should you grew bored of the arraignment just let me know ahead of time and I will break the news to my son." Regina was already looking back down at her papers indicating she was done speaking to the stunned sheriff.

Emma walked out of the house slamming the door behind her. What the fuck is wrong with that woman! She really is psychotic! Was all Emma could say to herself on the way home. She had never been so shocked and hurt in her life. It felt like she was bearing physical wounds. She touched her chest where it felt like the mayor had inflicted a stab wound. The tears had stopped by the time she got home, but she just couldn't go in. She knew Mary Margaret would ask her more questions and she just couldn't deal with it. Not tonight.

The blonde continued driving. She debated driving right out of Storybrooke. It would be so easy to give the mayor what she wanted. No. Emma thought to herself. She would prove her wrong if it was the last thing she did. She would never run from Henry. Not again. As the sheriff absentmindedly drove around town heading no place in particular, she thought over the scenario again and again.

"She's right." Emma said out loud to herself. The blonde had been trying to figure out why she had been so quiet in the face of the mayor's attack. Emma had stayed quiet because she couldn't deny Regina's words. She had abandoned Henry and how could she really guarantee that she wouldn't do it again? The blonde hadn't ever been able to stick around before. Tears once again stung her eyes.

Emma thought about calling Ruby to join her for a drink, but decided she wanted to be alone. Turning her car toward the bar, Emma planed on drinking away her pain. At least it was better than running away, she thought to herself.