It was early evening and the sun was setting making it look like the sky was on fire. Emma had just left the sheriff's station and was heading home back to the mansion she shared with Regina.

They had been dating a year tomorrow and luckily for Emma she had managed to swap shifts with her dad so that she could spend it with the woman she loved, although she hadn't told the brunette this yet or that she had also cleared Regina's schedule.

As she walked past the only flower shop in Storybrooke, Game of Thorns, she pushed their front door open and the little bell rang signifying her entrance. She smiled at the older man behind the counter as she approached it.

"Evening Terry, is my order ready?" She asked as she leant on the counter top. Terry smiled and walked into the back room to collect her order. She tapped her fingers on the wood top in a random beat anxiously waiting.

Terry walked back out onto the shop floor and was holding the flowers that Emma had ordered. Emma smiled as she saw them, each one delicate and beautiful and perfect for what she wanted to express. She took her wallet out her pocket and handed over the correct amount to pay for her order.

"Still okay to go out the back?" Emma asked as she took the flowers from Terry who nodded and walked her through the back room to the wooden door. He never really spoke, she had no idea who he was in the Enchanted Forest but he had always been kind to Emma. He opened the door for her and she walked through. She was just about to head over to her little yellow bug which she had parked there earlier in the day but the rarely heard sound of Terry's voice stopped her and she turned to look at him.

"Regina is lucky to have you Miss Swan. You make each other very happy, anyone can see that and she will love the flowers. The Queen has quite the knowledge of flowers and your choice is perfect. Have a lovely evening." With that he gave a small nod of his head and closed the door.

Emma felt a warmth spread through her at his words and a smile ghosted over her face as she thought of the beautiful woman who was waiting for her. Emma couldn't wait to get home and see her, especially as Henry was staying at her parents for the next two nights.

Emma slid into the drivers seat before securing the bouquet in the passenger seat with the seatbelt round them so they wouldn't get ruined. She ran a finger over the delicate petals before starting the engine and heading towards home... something Emma never thought she would have.

TBC...