A few hours later and Emma found herself in her own personal hell, shopping. Regina had somehow managed to drag her to an afternoon of shopping but she wasn't sure how the brunette had managed it. Well that wasn't true, Emma did know how the Mayor had managed to convince her. Regina had used those big, sad puppy eyes that she has perfected and the blonde caved, instantly agreeing to whatever the brunette wanted. The saviour would agree to anything if Regina pulled that face everytime she wanted something.

As the two women wandered around the store they made small talk but the conversation soon took a serious turn. "Henry needs to talk to you, by the way." Regina stated and Emma was instantly on alert.

"Why? What's happened?" She asked worried someone had hurt the boy and he hadn't told her. Since coming to Storybrooke and breaking the curse Emma had gotten a really strong bond with Henry, she had even told the boy she wasn't his 'mother' so much as she was his 'father'. It had confused Henry at first but he had eventually gotten his head around it.

Regina couldn't help but smile at the blonde's concern for their son. It was something that always warmed her heart. "Nothing's happened, Emma. He wants to talk about his birth mother but is afraid of hurting you." She explained to the Sheriff. Emma instantly breathed a sigh of relief that nothing was wrong. "I said that it may be easier for you to tell me and then maybe I can tell Henry." The brunette suggested.

Her suggestion was something Emma was glad for. She found it rather hard to talk about and Regina would be able to tell him and leave out the unimportant parts, the bits that Henry didn't need to know. "Yeah sure." The blonde responded. "Can we maybe head back so we have some privacy though?" She asked looking around at the crouds they were surrounded by.

Understanding Emma's concern Regina immediately nodded. "Sure. Let's just pick something up for Henry then we can head back and talk." This time it was Emma's turn to nod her agreement. She wasn't a hundred percent she wanted to tell Regina but the brunette would find out eventually.

After another hour the two women were back at their hotel, in Regina's room. They had picked up a writing set for Henry since he was always scribbling story ideas down on random pieces of paper. Their son had also expressed an interest in becoming a writer when he's older, so his mother's thought it was the perfect gift for their son when they had seen it. "You ready to talk now?" Regina asked. She didn't want to push Emma but she knew if the blonde didn't tell her now she never would and the brunette had a feeling there was certain parts of this stor that Henry didn't need to hear.

"Yeah." The blonde responded with a sigh. "So Henry's mother is called Isabella, she was my girlfriend in college." She told Regina, who sat silently by her side. "She was happy when she found out she was pregnant, or at least she pretended she was. But when she went into labour she told me she never wanted to see me again. I had thought it was just because of the contractions but after Henry was born she refused to even hold him." She explained before talking a deep, calming breath.

"She told me that our relationship was over. That she never wanted to see me or our baby again. She wouldn't even let them put her name out the birth certificate." She said feeling Regina gently grasp her hand. "When I asked her why her response was 'why would I want to be with a freak like you? It's no wonder your parents abandonded you. You never should have seen the light of day'." Emma said and she couldn't stop a few tears gathering in her eyes.

Emma hated telling this story, it always made her feel like a freak. But Henry had a right to know about his birth mother. Regina immediately noticed how upset Emma was and wanted to go and rip this Isabella's heart out. How she could hurt Emma like this was beyond her. "Emma." The brunette called out gently, immediately gaining the blonde's attention as she moved to kneel in front of the saviour. "You know none of that is true right?" She asked.

The saviour simply shrugged at the brunette mayor's question. "Look at me." Regina stated, her tone leaving no room for arguments and Emma's head immediately lifted. The tears and hurt in the blonde's eyes broke Regina's heart in two. She couldn't believe someone could be so cruel to such a brave and loving woman. "You're not a freak, you're simply Emma." The brunette stated. "Maybe your diffent but that's what makes you who you are. Some day you will meet someone who will love you for you, every part of you. Don't pay any attention to what she said to you, none of it is true." She said with such passion that Emma was slightly taken back.

Instinctively Emma nodded although she didn't fully believe Regina's words. The former Evil Queen could see the doubt in Emma's eyes and without thinking she leant forward and pressed her lips to Emma's. Regina leant away before Emma could fully comprehend what had happened and locked her warm brown eyes onto Emma's watery green ones. "You're perfect." The brunette stated.

Smiling Emma hugged the mayor before standing. "I'm going to go have a bath. See you soon." She said and the minute Regina nodded she was out of the door, feeling confused, worried, happy and every emotion inbetween. Maybe Emma's feelings weren't so one sided after all but they had agreed to keep their relationship as friends and Emma wasn't going to go against that, at least not until she was sure of how Regina felt about her.

Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait. I know that not a lot happens in this chapter but I hope you guys like this. Please review and let me know what you think x