Chapter two

The next few days were like torture for Emma, the more time she spent with Henry and Neal as a 'family' made her feel as if someone was missing. It was safe to say that Neal was as thrilled with the news as Henry had been, and Emma found it deeply unsettling that no one had so much as said the queen's name.

"What's wrong?" Charming asked, as he placed a bear claw and a cup of coffee on Emma's desk.

"Thanks," she smiled, "nothing's wrong, I'm fine."

"Thinking about Regina?" he asked.

"I-what?" Emma gasped.

"As much as the prospect worries your mother, we can tell how you feel about her," Charming smirked.

"Which is?" Emma asked, desperately hoping that he didn't know as much as he believed he did.

"You love her," he said simply, "and I think you two would make a perfect couple, just don't tell Snow I said that," he chuckled.

Emma felt happiness build within her, until it came crashing down, "she's not in Storybrooke," she whispered sadly.

"Then find her," he replied.

"You know she wouldn't appreciate the, 'I will always find you' crap," Emma laughed.

"Then don't say those words, just go and find her, I can tell that Henry misses her."

"Then he's hiding very well from me," Emma scoffed.

"Emma, Regina hurt him before the curse, but he can't avoid the fact that he loves her. Once he realises that she left to make him happy, I don't know if he will be able to live with that guilt," Charming replied.

"Who said that's why she left?" Emma asked.

"How can someone, who can always tell if someone is telling the truth, find it so difficult to find the most obvious truth of all," Charming laughed, as he left he called, "you should take the sheriff cruiser and go and find her."

Emma did exactly what her father had suggested, after going to the apartment to pack an overnight bag, she jumped in the cruiser and drove as fast as she could to the town line.

But before she crossed something caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. Screeching to a stop just shy of the line she jumped out the car and ran towards what she saw.

"Oh my God!" Emma shouted as she ran towards the totalled Mercedes.

It looked as if it had veered off the road just as Regina was about to leave, it had crashed against a tree, and was now turned over.

Emma stumbled towards it, not caring about the broken glass she dropped to her knees and looked inside, relief flooded her s she saw that the driver's seat was empty, and then dread filled her as she realised that Regina must be injured somewhere, alone.

She grabbed her phone and called her father, "David you need to get to the town line now," she almost shouted, hanging up before he had time to form a reply.

She began searching for any evidence of where the queen could be.