Regina Locksley was an author and had a few successful books underneath her belt. Her publicist always loved giving her deadlines for her books though and right now, her deadline was almost up and she still had no idea what to write about. It had been a month and as far as the brunette had gotten was, 'Chapter One'. She didn't have a title, or a plot. She was completely lost with this book. It had come to the point now, where she couldn't even sleep at night. She would just lay in bed with her husband, Robin, and stare at the ceiling. He, on the other hand, was getting the sleep of his life. He had nothing to worry about. Robin worked for a man named, Killian Jones, in a construction company and right now, they were building a small strip mall a couple streets up. Regina didn't really care though. As long as the noise never came their way. Storybrooke Lane was quiet and Regina liked it this way.

They had a beautiful home that was just the right size for them and their two children. Henry, who was twelve and Roland who was seven. When you walked in to their home, you walked at the top of some steps that led down to the living room. Only three steps to be exact. The living room was huge. It had a wrap around couch, a huge TV on the wall and a fireplace in the corner. That was all to the left of the living room when you walked in. To the right, Regina had her desk set up with her laptop and printer. This was where she worked when the kids went to bed and during the day when they were at school and Robin was at work.

Also to the right was a doorway in to the kitchen where a huge walk around marble counter sat in the middle with bar stools all around it. This is where the family normally had their breakfast. To the left was the oven and another marble counter top, glass cupboards over it that held the cups, plates and everything else. At the end of the counter was a stainless steel refrigerator with two doors. To your right, was your sink, garbage disposals and recycling, and the dishwasher. If you walked on through the glass doors at the other end of the kitchen, you came in to a dining room with a big table in the center. Beyond that you could slide the doors open and go out to the walk around deck that had their bar-be-que and outside table.

Through the door on the left of the dining room, was where the game room was at. Playstation Four and X Box's set up. Air hockey and a pool table. Also, where the downstairs bathroom was located which was perfect because that room also had sliding doors that led out to the same wrap around fence, only difference was you could go up the steps and through a gate to a fenced in pool.

Up the stair's, at the end of the hall was the master bedroom which when you walked in, straight across was a huge window with black out curtains covering them up. Underneath the window was Regina and Robin's bed which Robin laid fast asleep in now but Regina was fidgeting. She sighed as she looked towards Robin and then sat up. She crept out of the bed and quickly put her robe on and went down the stairs. Looking at the time, it was almost midnight now as she clicked on her laptop and then went in to the kitchen to make a coffee.

Once it was made she walked back in to the living room and sat in front of her computer as she brought up her story and looked at the practically blank page. "Come on, Regina." She said to herself as she yawned, "You can do this."

As she thought of the possible stories she could write about, nothing seemed good enough. The bad thing about being a successful writer was that it was always hard to top your last work's and that was what Regina was having the most issue's with. She went from sci fi, to history, to action and fantasy. Nothing seemed to top her last story which was a drama about a little girl who had lost her parent's and was put in to foster care, having to deal with the every day fights and issue's.

Regina yawned again and then rubbed her temple's slowly. Should she just write a second part to one of her already successful books? No, because the way she ended each and every one of them, it wouldn't make a lick of sense. Regina's thoughts led her astray for a while and before she knew it, her laptop said it was near 3am. "Damn it!" She exclaimed, not being any closer now then she was before.

Regina went to take a sip of her coffee but nothing came out as she sighed. She needed more coffee. Maybe that would help. Not like it ever did before but it wasn't going to hurt either. She needed to stay awake and think of something. Regina walked in to the kitchen and set the mug on the middle counter as she went to the left counter and grabbed the pot. She walked over and poured herself some steaming coffee as she took in the scent and it was divine! Once she had her creamer and everything she needed, she stood at the counter for a moment more to take her first sip and swallowed it with a satisfying smack of her lips.

Regina slowly set down her cup. She had suddenly had a feeling that she wasn't alone in the kitchen. Maybe it was just her over active imagination but she had a feeling it wasn't. Regina quickly turned and sure enough, came face to face with Robin who did not look happy at all. "What are you doing?" He asked her, and Regina cringed a bit.

She hated when he was disappointed with her and she knew when he was. Regina knew deep down inside that Robin just wanted to be able to hold her in bed at night, considering their lives were so hectic it was the only time they really had alone, unless the kids went to her parent's or Robin's. Although Robin's parents had followed suit and lived just on the next street. A five minute walk if that. But, she still felt as though he should understand that she needed to get this done. "I just, really need to get this book done." Regina replied to her husband's question.

Robin shook his head, his blue eye's connecting with her brown's. "You have been writing all day." Robin said.

"I know, and I was no further then, then I am now, or was yesterday or even a month ago." Regina replied with a huff as she wrapped her arms around herself.

Robin was disappointed. It shone in his gaze. It wasn't just the fact that Regina felt she needed to get this done, or that she wasn't laying in bed next to him. He was worried about her and wanted her to get her rest. "Do me a favor?" Robin asked as Regina's eyes went soft, waiting for the favor, "When my wife comes back, can you let her know her husband cares about her, and tell her to come to bed."

Regina groaned a bit. She hated when he said that stuff. He wasn't trying to be rude. After twenty years of being with the man she had learned that, that was his way of letting her know that she wasn't acting like herself, and it worried him. Robin walked off back up the stairs to his room. Regina stood a moment before grabbing her coffee and going back to the living room. "Maybe I should write about an overprotective husband." Regina said as she took a sip of coffee, "Nah. He reads my books and he would know."

Regina just sat and stared at the computer some more, as she thought long and hard. Before she knew it, she was fast asleep at the laptop. It wasn't until she heard the thud of the newspaper being thrown at their door that Regina woke quickly. She looked at the laptop where the screen was filled with letter's from where her head was laying on the keyboard. "Shit!" She exclaimed as she grumbled and highlighted the screen, deleting the whole page.

Regina looked at the time which read, quarter to seven. "Double shit!" She exclaimed. Robin would be awake in fifteen minute's and when he woke, he always woke the kids for breakfast which Regina was suppose to be making!

Regina jumped up from the laptop and went to her door as she unlocked it and opened it up. She grabbed the newspaper from the ground and noticed that everyone was outside on the streets all looking over towards Ingrid's place. Regina peeked over and saw the yellow, 'Do not cross' tape all around, and two cars parked in the driveway. Elsa and Anna both standing outside, crying and Kristoff trying his best to comfort each of them. Regina threw the paper back inside and put on her boots as she walked outside, closing the door behind her.

She walked along the driveway as the snow made a light crunch underneath her feet. She walked over to her next door neighbor, Archie Hopper and looked at him. "What happened?" she asked.

"Terrible thing." Archie responded as he looked at Regina, "Ingrid was brutally murdered last night."

Regina's jaw dropped open as she looked at Archie and then over towards the house where her daughter's were crying. She knew something must have happened to Ingrid but something so terrible? And on this street? Regina watched a couple of moment's more before walking back inside just as Robin had come down the stairs. He still looked angry but he saw that something was up with Regina. "What's wrong?" He asked her.

Regina looked towards him as she quickly caught a tear that fell from her eye's. "Ingrid." She simply said, "She was murdered last night."

Robin walked over and took his wife in to his arm's and held her close. He may have been mad at Regina but she was his wife and right now she was hurting. So, he needed to be there. "I am so sorry." Robin said as Regina cried in to his shoulder. "I know she was your favorite teacher."

Beyond being a teacher, Regina had considered Ingrid a friend once the school years were up. Robin kissed the top of Regina's head before pulling back and wiping her tears. "Just, go up and rest." Robin said, "I will get the kids ready for school."

Regina shook her head. "No." She said, "Thank you, but no. I need to take care of my family. It helps."

Robin nodded his head and kissed her cheek. "Well, I am going to go get them up now." Robin said.

Regina nodded her head as Robin went up the steps. Regina went in to the kitchen and started on breakfast. Making a quick but delicious one just as the family dog, a Golden Retriever named, Rumple, walked in to the kitchen. Regina put on the sausage's as Rumple sat down and licked his chops at the smell. "You have your breakfast in your dish." Regina said to him, as Rumple looked towards his dish on the floor filled with his dry food and then grumbled as he looked back at her. "Don't give me those eyes." Regina said to him, "They don't work with me."

Rumple grunted again before laying down on the floor and just watching Regina cook the family breakfast. Henry walked in just as she was finishing up and sat on the bar stool. Regina had noticed the past week or so, a sudden change in Henry. He seemed so sad all the time and never really wanted to talk to either one of his parent's unless he had to. In fact, he just sat there now waiting for his breakfast. Regina sat his plate in front of him as she leaned forward on her elbow's and looked at him. "What's wrong?" She asked him for the eighth morning in a row.

Henry shook his head. "Nothing." He lied once again before taking a bite of his pancakes.

Regina sighed and then stood straight to get more plates ready for Robin, Roland and herself. Robin walked in with a giggling Roland over his shoulder. "Caught this one trying to escape to Narnia." Robin said as he set Roland down in the seat beside Henry.

Regina squinted as she placed Roland's plate in front of him. "Narnia?" She asked him.

Roland's giggle fit was just beginning to stop as he looked at his mother. "I was in the closet hiding on daddy, mommy." Roland explained before laughing again.

Regina laughed as well and gave him a wink. "I will have to think of that next time I want to hide." Regina said as she handed Robin his plate.

"Thank you." Robin said as he sat down to eat.

The four of them sat and ate their breakfast in complete silence as they always did, and once they were done, Robin looked at his boy's. "How about you two go get your teeth brushed and ready for the day? It is almost time to go to school." Robin said.

"Okay daddy!" Roland exclaimed as he jumped down from the chair and raced off up the stairs.

Henry moved his regular pace and when he was out of ear shot, Regina looked towards Robin. "I think there is something wrong with Henry." Regina said to him.

Robin swallowed the mouth full of coffee he had, had just as Regina was speaking before setting down the mug again. "What do you mean?" He asked her.

Was Robin really that oblivious? That was Regina's first thought when he had asked her that. "I mean, he doesn't talk, he is mopey. Can you talk to him when you take him to school today?" Regina asked.

"Will it make you feel better?" Robin asked as Regina nodded her head, "Then yes, I will."

Roland raced back in and hugged his mother's leg as he looked up at her. "Love you mommy!" Roland exclaimed as Regina ran her fingers gently through his hair.

"I love you too, Roland." Regina said as she knelt down and hugged her seven year old son.

Roland kissed her cheek before running in to the living room and putting his boots on. Henry was already in there putting his own on as Robin walked in behind Roland. Regina walked behind Robin to see her boy's off as Robin looked towards her. "I need you to do something for me today." Robin said as he put on his own boots.

"What?" Regina asked.

"Get some rest?" Robin asked her as Regina sighed, "Please?"

Regina bit the inside of her cheek as she thought a moment and then nodded her head. "Okay." Regina replied, "I will take a nap as soon as I have a shower, okay?"

"Thank you." Robin said as he kissed her cheek and then quickly kissed her lips. "I will see you about six tonight."

"Working till dusk again?" Regina asked.

"Killian really wants this mall done." Robin said with a shrug as he opened the door up and Roland ran outside towards the car.

Henry walked over and gave his mother a gentle hug and Regina kissed her eldest son's forehead. "I love you." Regina said to him.

"Love you too, mom." Henry said as he pulled back and went out the door.

Robin watched as Henry made his way to the car and in to the passenger seat. He then gave Regina one last kiss and then went outside as well. He got in to the driver's seat and started up the car. Regina watched from the doorway as he pulled out and waved before the drove out of sight. After that, she closed the door and went in to the kitchen to clean up the breakfast mess. Rumple was now sitting where he once laid, panting and waiting for any left over's. Regina looked to the single pancake in the pan and then towards Rumple. "Okay." She said, "But don't tell dad." Regina took the pancake and threw it to the family pet, who caught it in his mouth and ate it in one gulp.