Quarantined or Contagious Love

Chapter 1

Introductions

Thank you for all the love and pain, it became my art and muse in writing this.

Regina was a successful lawyer away on a business trip, dealing with a two-month case that felt like eternity. She was in LA and wanted nothing more than to pack up and go home to her beautiful fiancé Mal and their two dogs in New York; she was homesick. They FaceTimed, texted and called each other every day, but it still wasn't the same. Regina missed being touched, kissed, and especially fucked. She couldn't go too long without sex; she needed to be fucked on the daily, so being away for so long was torture. The last time they were away from each other this long was back in college; where they originally met. 

*A few years ago* 

Regina was in her second year when she transferred to Harvard. She had received a scholarship to study Law. Something she has always been so passionate about. She was a fighter and very feisty. Mal was in her third year, studying to be a teacher. Mal's younger sister Emily happened to be Regina's roommate at the time. Coincidence I think not. They became really good friends in a short amount of time, and one night Emily decided it would be a good idea to sneak into a party that Mal's sorority house was having. Which meant dragging Regina with her, as luck would have it the night ended terribly. Not only did they get caught but Regina got so damn high and drunk, her head was in a toilet the rest of the night. Thankfully Mal found her before someone saw her. Mal quickly grabbed Regina and carried her to her room with Emily following behind, knowing very well she was going to get it from her older sister. Mal grabbed a cool towel and placed it against Regina's head; she also helped Emily change her into clothes that didn't reek of vomit. Mal stayed with Regina all night keeping an eye on her; since she really didn't have a choice but to watch her. She knew if the other girls found out she'd be in deep shit too. The next morning Regina woke up with a killer hangover and a pounding headache which was to be expected. Mal didn't sleep a wink as she watched over Regina. She wanted to make sure she was alright for the remainder of the night. Mal stood over her by the bed with water and an aspirin. "You're going to need this... I'm sorry my sister dragged you here last night. If you want to take a shower, you're more than welcome." She spoke in a husk yet soothing voice.

Regina slowly sat up and looked around seeing Emily passed out on the futon. "Your sister??" She asks, trying to regain focus on her sight. "It's not her fault I'm the one that drank all that beer and ate like 4 brownies. And I don't even like beer." She softly groans and closes her eyes just thinking about it. "Who are you?" Regina spoke softly yet with a somewhat confused tone. She looks up at the beautiful girl standing before her with these big crystal blue eyes and long blonde hair. Mal sits down at the edge of the bed. "I'm Mal; Emily's older sister and yea you were super fucked last night. Now here take this," she says extending her hands one with water and the other with aspirin. Regina locks eyes with Mal and takes the water and pills, "thanks" she replies softly. "I really appreciate what you did. I'm assuming this is your Beatles shirt I'm wearing?" she laughs tugging on the oversized t-shirt she was wearing. "Yea you puked on your dress so I threw it into the washer. I couldn't have you smelling like barf in my room." Mal chuckles flashing her lovely smile at the gorgeous brunette. Even hung over she looks beautiful. Regina laughs and drinks her water. She couldn't stop staring at Mal; she was gorgeous. She really had a thing for older blondes. Ever since that morning Regina was drawn to the mysterious blonde. The rest is history.

*Present time*

Emma Swan became a Detective with the Boston Police Department. It had always been her dream to be a detective and chase bad guys. After high school Emma didn't want to stay in Storybrooke anymore so she moved to Boston and started working and going to college. She was determined to be a detective; it was her dream. She was young, and even though people didn't think she had what it took; she didn't let that stop her. Within a few years she became a Detective, and she was a badass one too. She was one of the best and well known. Emma even worked with the FBI on many occasions going undercover. Her job was dangerous, but Emma lived for the thrill. She was truly brilliant and having her ability to tell when anyone was lying made it even easier to put the bad guys behind bars. Emma was this beautiful woman; tall with long blonde curls, green eyes with this sexy muscular built figure. All eyes were on her and best believe heads were turning when she walked down the street. That didn't matter to her; she wasn't out in the dating field. She was consumed with her job, so she didn't really have a love life, nor did she want one. Emma was single, but by choice since she really never found love again. Her longest relationship was back in high school. Ever since she got her heart broken she began to only have one-night stands or fuck buddies; she wasn't into commitment or anything serious. She never got over her high school sweetheart.