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Not bothering to give the already enraged brunette anything else to go ape shit over, Emma simply rolled her eyes, a low mutter following. “Yeah, sure.” She was sick of Regina’s excuses. Of course Emma knew that finding out he was in fact adopted would have confused and hurt Henry deeply, but it was a lot deeper than that. The kid was more hurt that the woman he had called ‘mom’ for a decade, was the very reason his real family were stuck in this damned town. The sheriff knew first hand just how badly her son reacted to lies. 

Sighing as her crossed arms now loosened and dropped, Emma leaned her body, back onto the desk for support. Dampening her own lips with a flick of her tongue, she knew what had to be done. “Look, I’m sick and tired of all this. I have my own crap going on and constant bitching and fighting with you? Well it all just gives me a bloody headache!” She exclaimed. It was true, the dramatics that followed these two whenever they had a run in, it was beyond a joke. “We need to work something out. That suits us both and Henry. If you want to change, then you have to start with the kid.” 

Regina sighed and swallowed hard, returning her gaze to Emma as she calmed down. She just wanted Henry. That was all she wanted. And, she was willing to try now and be better, to start over, for him. He was what she loved most now, her last living weakness.

Unfortunately, getting Henry back would have to involve working with Emma. For now. So, she sighed once more, finally deciding to take a seat in front of Emma’s desk. She hated being weak like this, especially, in front of Emma, but this was for Henry. She needed to start to make attempts at being good. She needed to put on a little act. So, she brought her gaze up to meet Emma’s and ever so slightly softened her features. “Fine. We’ll play it your way. Now, what do you have in mind?” she half huffed, trying to refrain from rolling her eyes.