Hey guys! I'm back. Sorry it took so long, but I think that this is a better story than the one I was writing before. I have written a lot of it, so updates should be quicker. Probably once a week. Anyway I hope you all enjoy, and don't forget to review!

Xoxo Nic

Regina rolled over in bed and looked at the ceiling. It had been four year since she left Storybrooke for the sunny west coast. Four years since she had seen her family, and four years since she discovered she was pregnant with Emma Swan's child. The brunette smiled at the thought of her three year old daughter. She was the perfect blend of her parents. She had inherited Regina's long and curly, almost black, hair. She also had Emma's sea green eyes and a slightly tanned tint to her skin. She was extremely intelligent, like both her mothers, but had Regina's humor paired with Emma's wit.

"Mommy!" Regina felt the weight of a tiny body jump on top of her and grunted.

"Ugh. Morning Monkey. How are you doing this morning?"

"Good. Can you make bweakfast, please?" Regina smiled at her daughter. She thought it was completely adorable that she could not pronounce her R's correctly yet, but she could roll them perfectly.

"Yes, love. What do you want to eat?" The little girl lifted her hand to her chin, as if she actually had to contemplate her answer.

"¿Me trae panqueques, por favor?"

"Absolutamente, mi amor." Regina rolled out of bed and picked the little girl up, walking downstairs to the kitchen. She quickly prepared the pancakes, dancing and singing with her daughter, as she did so. When she finished she placed a plate in front of her daughter and took her own seat.

" How are your pancakes?"

"Good Mommy. Thank you." Regina smiled.

"You're very welcome Monkey. Guess what? I have a surprise for you." Cori's eyes began to widen as she stared at her mother excitedly, but she didn't say anything and waited for her mother to explain.

"We are going to go visit Mama and Henry for winter break, and we are staying for Christmas!"

"Yay!" Cori jumped out of her seat, running around and screaming how excited she was. She hadn't seen her family in a while. Regina never went to Storybrooke. Whenever her family wanted to see her they flew out to Los Angeles. However, this time she would be the one making the trip. It hadn't taken a lot of convincing.

The phone had been ringing non-stop for the past 20 minutes. The first two times she hadn't been able to get to it but the third time she was waiting for it. She rushed over as the two tone bell began again.

"Hello?"

"Hey Regina, how are you?" She was immediately nervous. Why would Ruby be calling her back to back like that?

"Is everything ok, Ruby? You never ring me like that? Oh my god did something happen to Granny or Henry, or…" She dreaded to think that something bad could have possibly happen to someone she loved.

"No, nothing bad has happened. I'm sorry if I made it seem that way. I was just calling to let you know that we will not be able to fly out there for Christmas this year." Regina sighed in relief.

"Thank god, please don't ever scare me like that again. I'm glad everyone is alright though. Wait, why won't you be able to come out this year?"

"Well, Snow is having this Christmas party, and asked Granny to cater for it. And also Granny would like for you to come back, just for the holidays. I think she's getting a bit tired from working, and just wants to spend some quiet time at home with her family. I know that you don't want to come back because you think that this will put Coralyn in danger but I promise we will protect both of you." Regina looked to the back yard where her daughter was playing with their neighbor. She knew what going back would do, but she also knew that Ruby was telling the truth when she said that no harm would come to her daughter.

"Ok, we will come to Maine. I have one condition though, no one can know that I am coming. There will be enough backlash when they finally see me there. I don't need a mob waiting for me at the town line when I finally arrive."

"Of course, there's no other way to go about it. Now I have to go, but I'll talk to you later. Tell Cori I love her and I'll see you two soon. Love you, Sis."

"I love you too, Dear. Give everyone my love, I'll see you all in a few months." She hung up the phone and went outside to tell her daughter dinner was ready. She felt dread in the pit of her stomach and she knew her return to Storybrooke, however brief, was going to cause the uproar of the century.