The work from the Mayor's duty have ended at least for that day. Regina had done tons of papers that Snow had just ignored during her short time of administration but if something, the brunette was grateful of having her mind occupied even if it is with such a hideous task. Four o'clock and she opened a drawer of her desk and put up the book that had marked her for life, she was staring at it silently and so intense that she didn't noticed the knock in the door nor the entrance of the Sheriff.

Emma stood still in front of her, she tried to decode the meaning of the expression on Regina's face. She saw desperation but also hope, she saw sadness but also the powerful sing of a promise, she saw the concern but also the desire to fight, and then it was that spark on the Mayor's eyes and how decided she was to find the author.

"Regina" and with that the brunette nearly jumps from her chair to the roof "Please, could you knock instead of giving me a heart attack" she said trying to regain her normal breathe and regal appearance she always portrait. Emma's lips made a small smile at the scold and nodded as she sat down on the char in front or the Mayor.

The question died in the throat of the blonde, she just couldn't ask if she was ok but it was clear she wasn't, maybe she was an idiot but not that much. She studied the surface of Regina´s expressions, she look calm but in those brown eyes a rage storm was unleashed, Emma could see the promise of tears about to fall.

"What are you doing here, Sheriff?" A fine line was drawn with that last word, one that didn't exist yesterday morning at their first breakfast in that office "Is Henry ok?" and with the mention of their son's name her tone of voice went with real concern.

"Everything it's ok, don't worry, I just… " Wanted to see you she said in her mind "Look, I changed my schedule in order to do the night shifts" Regina only stared at her wondering why in the seven hells the blonde would ever do that being Storybrooke as calm as it never had been "Sorry, why is this relevant for me, dear?" and the hollow sound of her voice made echo in Emma's mind, yes it was there. Another line.

"So I could spent the afternoon here, with you, helping you, after you finish with your paper work" Regina found herself surprised at the determination of the Sheriff's gaze, their joined eyes just needed a few seconds to reveal the truth behind them. The Mayor remained silent for a little while, so much longer if you asked Emma, and closing her eyes she nodded to the Sheriff.

Emma wanted to hold Regina's hand, give her a tight squeeze, one that could said I'm here for you, this is me keeping my promise, the one I'll fight no matter what, this is me letting you know that I care about you, this is me saying you're not going to do this alone, the one that could say I'll never let go of you, even if you don't want me here.

But she couldn't, not that she didn't have the strength nor the courage to do it. She just opened the small bag she was carrying and took her little notebook and a pen "We're doing this, Regina, there's no way you could make me go so I suggest that we start-" Emma stopped when she realized the soft touch of the mayor's digits on her own.

The Sheriff lift up her sight just to find a deep feeling reflected in the Mayor's eyes, she didn't say a word but with Regina, everything was in her eyes.